last week i returned from a trip to athens GA, a city that for a brief weekend harbored many friends who shared in the same indescribable italian experience that i did last spring. we cooked, we ate, we drank, we laughed together again, reminisced, and it felt like home. everything revolved around food and company, as it used to. here things revolve around jobs and homework and bills, and sometimes we forget to eat because we are too busy with other things. that weekend we all had time to enjoy our lives and each other's treasured existences. these things, like delicious hand- and homemade food, or friends with whom you can deeply connect and sit around the table with, were given to us for our enjoyment. and if you are blessed enough to have such things cherish and use them up until it's someone else's turn to be blessed. the lord wants us to celebrate the blessings he gives us. so take big bites and savor each one. because these beautiful blessings are just tastes of the future glory that the lord has prepared for those who love him.
this a poem is about cortona, italy. where i spent three glorious months of 2011. keri wrote this after our trip. and it's truer than you know, even a year later.
Long-Distance Relationship
I miss walking up the hill at night, slowly,
looking at the lights in the valley
of people's homes filled with conversations
we couldn't understand and the train
that we hadn't yet taken and the lake
we never swam in and the circus
we never went to--it left after a week.
Everything was so mysterious, it looked
like an unknown universe's constellation map.
Then it all became so familiar,
like the freckles I've always had on my left forearm,
and that's when it started to hurt.
"A man should hear a little music, read a little poetry, and see a fine picture every day of his life, in order that worldly cares may not obliterate the sense of the beautiful which God has implanted in the human soul." Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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