Friday, March 23, 2012

Grab-Bag

Today was a smattering of everything. A half day of teaching, a half day of professional development, a walk, an exploration of the next town over, and a bit more Frederick Buechner over a solitary dinner at a hole-in-the-wall pizza place called Two Doughboys.

I'm nothing if not consistent. Patchwork day, patchwork blog post. Here's a scrambled-up offering of the Life of Debbie over the past few days.

The faithful jalopy, Blue Bess, and I, off to see the sights:


The sights:








Growing things:







And lastly, some words. Not mine, but part of the truth I live. 

"...I have come to believe that by and large the human family all has the same secrets, which are both very telling and very important to tell. They are telling in the sense that they tell what is perhaps the central paradox of our condition--that what we hunger for perhaps more than anything else is to be known in our full humanness, and yet that is often just what we also fear more than anything else. It is important to tell at least from time to time the secret of who we truly and fully are--even if we tell it only to ourselves--because  otherwise we run the risk of losing track of who we truly and fully are and little by little come to accept instead the highly edited version which we put forth in hope that the world will find it more acceptable than the real thing. [...] I suspect that it is by entering that deep place inside us where our secrets are kept that we come perhaps closer than we do anywhere else to the One who, whether we realize it or not, is of all our secrets the most telling and the most precious we have to tell."
                 
                                                                                   - Frederick Buechner, Telling Secrets

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