In COVID 19 isolation. See last blog for more.
Some good times with friends on the phone still occurred.
Some friends who were also COVID positive let me isolate with them in their house, to save everyone in my house, including a very pregnant mum & 1 yr old grand-daughter, from having to be an infected household that can't have guests etc. How beautiful. I felt pretty miserable the night I got here, but my wife's panadol, & their friendship, cuppas, toast, icecream, flipped that on its head. What a beautiful gift.
Some thoughts on moving forward, this week as I sit and lie down, plunging into (& hopefully recovering from) COVID 19.
learning to welcome and look for trials, or difficulties, instead of running from them. And
doing this in the spirit of the Christ, not simply in the spirit of stoicism. And,
learning how to be blessing those who are already impelled by the spirit of creative love, in order that together we spread creative love even more.
Time over lunch on Friday reading together and discussing The Reckless Way of Love (Notes on Following Jesus) by Dorothy Day, led to these reflections on the oddity of prayer.
No grandson revealed to the world in Orange, by Saturday evening. …
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