I just posted this in November. But rereading it tonight I was so struck by it again.
I spent my afternoon at Panera, journaling by a fireplace and
asking God what to do with this year. Let this willingness to offer uselessness
and make constant choices to be with Him be a theme...
I spent my afternoon at Panera, journaling by a fireplace and
asking God what to do with this year. Let this willingness to offer uselessness
and make constant choices to be with Him be a theme...
"...His life taken from Him in the ugliest of executions-
what a waste it looked!
His life was poured out in intentional uselessness,
like the expensive ointment the woman poured out on His head.
Some of us are indignant at the waste, like Judas was.
Some of us are envious of her- at least she had the ointment.
We would like to have something to give,
to pour out for love of Him,
but we don't have even that. It seems we don't have anything.
Nothing to offer except our uselessness,
and our choice to be with Him:
and that is a choice that no one but Him is likely to put any value on."
-from Celtic Daily Prayer's Aidan readings
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