Friday, April 28, 2006

Meditation on the Essential Nature of Toast

I was away last week to attend the funeral for my uncle. Tucked away in a small town in the mountains, I visited the church where a number of my family members are now buried. It was a time to visit with family, and the long drive gave me time to reflect upon a lot of things. It is interesting how parts go together toward a whole, and yet most of us are not whole in either body or spirit, and yet we continue to function and to believe that we are somehow complete. Why should I be concerned for the parts of me that are no longer there? Will I be reunited with them when I reach heaven? Maybe it is good to be only a part. *


orion713 said...

Can a part be whole in and of its own...hmmm...And be even more whole when it is with the whole?

orangefrute88 said...

i think we're all whole, we just don't know it until it's too late... but then we know everything, and for all of eternity, so i'm personally willing to wait :)

Anonymous said...

Did you ever take a drawing class with Bruce Carter? The toaster reminds me of one of his drawing exercises.

The Dbacks were toast tonight.