Freelance Whales – DNA Bank
I like those scenes in the Bible where God stops people and asks them to build an altar. You’d think he was making them do that for himself, but I don’t think God really gets much from looking at a pile of rocks. Instead, I think God wanted his people to build altars for their sake, something that would help them remember, something they could look back on and remember the time when they were rescued, or they were given grace.
But it’s like I said before, about writers not really wanting to write. We have to force ourselves to create these scenes. We have to get up off the couch and turn the television off, we have to blow up the inner-tubes and head to the river. We have to write the poem and deliver it in person. We have to pull the car off the road and hike to the top of the hill. We have to put on our suits, we have to dance at weddings. We have to make altars.
– Donald Miller
A few things of relative importance, uncovered while my main pal is at the cottage:
Corey’s latest installment is a doozie!
This, from Volcano Choir, has been on replay (they’re coming to Toronto in September!)
If you’ve never read Habit Blog, it’s a certain spot-on recipe of the holy and everyday.
Among the authors that have changed my summer: Donald, Shauna, and Max.
Postal code envy.
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