This reminds of Rutger Hauer’s in Blade Runner, all those moments in time, lost; except the ones I shared will my children. As a mother and wife I have spent most of my adult life by myself but it wasn’t until my children were older that we developed shared memories.
What I couldn’t share with my children and now my granddaughter I am raising is my time spent in quiet prayer and contemplation. In between my children being more self-sustaining and my granddaughter, I was able to go to daily mass and spend time with Christ in our church’s chapel where we had Perpetual Adoration. Few parishes are blessed with that. The memory of the peace and quiet I experienced sustains me even now when I can’t actually be there. But this is what people without Christ never experience. The noise in their heads must be deafening. Long story short, I think that is why they are so angry. And so, the peace of Christ be with you all.
Having just gotten up, I’m too addled at the moment to give a more thoughtful comment than to say that I’ve long considered “The Between” to be the coolest book title I’ve ever encountered. Now I’m off to look it up because I can’t remember the author’s name. Carry on , Klavans. You rock.
“Do you think he experiences the beauty of the view?”—Andrew
I think similar things, and some things much stranger, like, “Does a cat think you have removable skin when he see you take off your coat?” Of course not. Cats are too stupid—cunning, but stupid—but dogs might. 🤷🏼♂️
This reminds of Rutger Hauer’s in Blade Runner, all those moments in time, lost; except the ones I shared will my children. As a mother and wife I have spent most of my adult life by myself but it wasn’t until my children were older that we developed shared memories.
What I couldn’t share with my children and now my granddaughter I am raising is my time spent in quiet prayer and contemplation. In between my children being more self-sustaining and my granddaughter, I was able to go to daily mass and spend time with Christ in our church’s chapel where we had Perpetual Adoration. Few parishes are blessed with that. The memory of the peace and quiet I experienced sustains me even now when I can’t actually be there. But this is what people without Christ never experience. The noise in their heads must be deafening. Long story short, I think that is why they are so angry. And so, the peace of Christ be with you all.
Having just gotten up, I’m too addled at the moment to give a more thoughtful comment than to say that I’ve long considered “The Between” to be the coolest book title I’ve ever encountered. Now I’m off to look it up because I can’t remember the author’s name. Carry on , Klavans. You rock.
“Do you think he experiences the beauty of the view?”—Andrew
I think similar things, and some things much stranger, like, “Does a cat think you have removable skin when he see you take off your coat?” Of course not. Cats are too stupid—cunning, but stupid—but dogs might. 🤷🏼♂️