I have been reading more Nouwen.

I can’t stop. I got the book, Beloved, at the book tables at my conference last week, and it came with the CD of Nouwen’s conversation with Philip Roderick. I listened to it twice, once driving to Dubuque, Iowa from Chicago, Illinois (more on that later, when Graeme and Aaron send me better pictures to post than my cell phone pics), and again driving from Dubuque, Iowa to Chicago, Illinois. Now I am reading it, and marveling at how different an experience (and oddly, to me, more powerful) reading Nouwen’s words is to listening to him speak. Here is a passage that struck me particularly on both car rides:

“Augustine says, ‘My heart is restless until it rests in you, O Lord.’ You can say that much of what we are doing is to find some solution for our loneliness. On a very deep level, we know that if we want human beings or human structures to solve our loneliness, we can quickly become extremely demanding and obsessive. If you use your relationship to solve your loneliness, you can quickly find yourself being very clinging and oppressive. This is why loneliness often leads to so much violence. You want somebody else to take that loneliness away and it doesn’t work. You can see how quickly people’s behaviour starts becoming violent — kissing is a loving behaviour, but it becomes biting before you know it. Listening becomes overhearing, and looking tenderly becomes looking suspiciously. Precisely when they come out of loneliness, all these gentle things become violent things very quickly…

“Solitude is a discipline in which you deal with your loneliness in a way that it doesn’t destroy you or others, but instead becomes a place to discover the truth of who you are. You are created by a God who wants all your attention and who wants to give you all the love you need.”

What I will be doing in twelve days…

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Sans the attic, Tyler and David… 😦 But avec Graeme, Ashlee, Riley, Jacquie, Jordon and Aaron. Hopefully Aaron. I’m not sure whether R2D2 will be there.

“Bagshot Row is an artistic community which seeks to apply the values and lessons of true, good, and beautiful art to both the spiritual and practical elements of life. Originating in Dubuque, IA and founded by Graeme Pitman, David Kern, Tyler Smith, Justin Phelan, and Riley Miller, Bagshot Row is a mixture of faith, literature, word (both in essay/blog/musing and poetry), photography, prayer, design, music all bound up in the belief that our very lives can be worship. We meet infrequently on Thursday nights at 9pm to discuss things we have written or read or sometimes just to hang out in an attic.”

The stars NEVER stop singing.

Even during a lunar eclipse. I wanted to clear this up, because there was some confusion at dinner last night. Now, whether the birds stop singing during an eclipse I still don’t know. Does anyone know whether Joel was joking?

Ode to Amos

Not only is Amos — my six year old housemate — adorable, but he has the coolest brain. He’s always looking at things in different ways (than anyone else; than they’ve ever been looked at before). Here he is wearing the sack that my oranges came in.

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The other day I was making my morning coffee, watched, as usual, by Amos, Naomi (age 4) and Elias (age 8), when Amos asked me, “Jessica, you like coffee, don’t you?”

“I LOVE coffee,” I replied. “If coffee were a man, I’d marry him.”

Amos grinned, and added enthusiastically, “And then you’d GRIND him!”

Hmm. Hopefully I will make a gentler wife than that. On the other hand, I guess you don’t want to get me too angry! Muahaha.

Actually, in that picture below I look ready to grind someone.  Better post a happier photo, in case any potential husbands are reading.

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See, I’m nice, really; if just a bit scruffy.  In my defense I was on my way to bed in these photos.