Sing praise to God, sing praise;
sing praise to our king, sing praise.
Finished Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God. Now, to tackle Mumford and The City in History like I mean it.
This morning, concluded our class sessions on obedience. Sitting pensively with what we have learned. Our formator leading these sessions said that obedience is going to be most difficult of the three vows we will take. He is right. Will be grappling with the question of assenting to the will of God as mediated through human authorities (the Church, a friar's own provincial minister, the friary guardian) for some time to come.
This afternoon, hermitage time. Wrote Thanksgiving letters to four dear soul-sister friends. Feeling good about and grateful for my friendship with them.
Been fasting, cutting down on my meals, and abstaining completely from meat, cheese and dairy, and eggs, for nearly three weeks. Hunger makes you feel all kinds of things, not many of them positive or healthy. I hope to blog more about this really soon. For now, feeling refreshed after our evening meal, and looking forward to our Thanksgiving meal tomorrow evening. Now, off to the kitchen to prepare the non-buttery double crust for the vegan apple pie.
Breezy all over the land. Bright all over the world for as long as the sun is out. Sky as blue as the second day of creation.