Sulking Along on the Edge of Rage?
I got to hang out a couple of nights ago with a friend that I don't often get much time with. It was rich. How great it is to have a couple of people in your life in whose company you are largely unaware of your self - you are just free to be what you are.
As the time we spent catching up was winding down, he got a bit of a look in his eyes, got up and after a few minutes perusing my bookshelves, pulled down Annie Dillard's "Pilgrim at Tinker Creek" and shared this quote with me.
"Thomas Merton wrote, 'There is always a temptation to diddle around in the contemplative life, making itsy-bitsy statues.' There is always an enormous temptation in all of life to diddle around making itsy-bitsy friends and meals and journeys for itsy-bitsy years on end. It is so self-conscious, so apparently moral, simply to step aside from the gaps where the creeks and winds pour down, saying, I never merited this grace, quite rightly, and then to sulk along the rest of your days on the edge of rage. I won't have it. The world is wilder than that in all directions, more dangerous and bitter, more extravagant and bright. We are making hay when we should be making whoopee; we are raising tomatoes when we should be raising Cain, or Lazarus."
Thank God for writers like Annie Dillard and for friends who read her (and others like her) and share the wealth they find plumbing the depths of pages not always easily navigated.





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