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