This post concludes the series chronicling my week-long personal retreat at a local hermitage. Thank you for following along!
Bow down Thine ear, O Lord, and hearken unto me, for poor and needy am I. Preserve my soul, for I am holy; save Thy servant, O my God, that hopeth in Thee.
Grace wielded not a two-edged sword, but one with three edges against the foe: a single blade forged in heaven and sharpened with threefold might, which ever fighteth for the one thrice-radiant Godhead.
Y'ever been stuck with some monks in a random U-Haul center in Ohio?
This post begins a series chronicling my week-long personal retreat at a local hermitage in the last week of January leading into February. These writings were made daily during the retreat, typically in the evenings but as the week went on I would write a bit in the mornings and afternoons too.
Greetings, everyone. It’s been a while.
As you might’ve read or noticed, these past few years have been all over the place. I won’t get into details too greatly like my usual blog posts, because they will no longer be my usual blog posts. What I can say though, is that I’m doing better. Not much better, but better nonetheless.
Listening to The Specktators (well, Packy) right now. It makes me think of the times I’d walk to the bus stop every morning to go to school, muting out the noise of the world, enjoying the beat and the message. Feeling the 60 degree weather, just that perfect temperature that isn’t too cold nor too hot. Not even worrying about the future, worrying about the past. Just living in the...
It’s been a long 3 months since I’ve updated on all this education stuff. When I wrote the post, I had reached my low point and I wasn’t sure where I was headed afterwards.
On January 28th, I made a pretty big life-changing decision. I decided to drop out.