cultivating the beautiful ordinary by sharing our tales and our tables
Thinking about this month’s theme of desire, I pulled The Journey of Desire by John Eldredge off our bookshelf. I flipped through its well-worn pages, full of highlights and notes scrawled in the margins, evidence that I had once spent a lot of time with this book when we studied it in our small group.…
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I am walking down a long dusty road, stretched already for miles. I’ve come a long way and I am weary. Both my heels have bloodied blisters and my lips are cracked and parched. As I walk, I’m caught by the sound of a faint crowd cheering in the distance.
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Twelve years ago I was emerging from the shadowland of depression. It had been my first journey into this darkness (though it would not be my last), and I had traveled through it with the company of my first therapist and the aid of antidepressants.
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“All things of grace and beauty such that one holds them to one’s heart have a common provenance in pain. Their birth in grief and ashes.” Cormac McCarthy
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I was in fourth grade when I first experienced the beauty of community.
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