10.07.25
I like stuff, like material goods. I mean, who doesn’t? But then I think about my temporality and the same stuff I was admiring a second ago makes me feel disgusted. Like, why am I willing to spend money on these things? Why do I and not others get to own them? And why do I like things so dang much when they’re bound to break and rot?
10.31.26
And then I remember: if I receive these things with thanksgiving from the great gift-Giver, then perhaps they shall be made holy by His word and prayer. And you know, I am no longer disgusted, but comforted. glad. even touched.
