If you have a body, it’s beach ready.
“The embodied Christ risen again. Not a spirit. Not an imagination. Not some new form. His body was dead and now his body is alive. Resurrection. Restoration. The body is important and it came back, too.”
“Mary Magdalene and Mary the mother of James and Salome brought spices, so that they might go and anoint him.”
I just got used to me. I just saw me.
The years have cycled back, the way they do, to the first season.
In 1879 a man is accused and captured, but before a trial can be held, not that it would have mattered, a group of men arrive and drag his body from the jail and take him down the road and hang him. Hang him in front of a black church.
If you love dessert, eat a dessert.
Somehow I believed that because I was fat, I was supposed to inexplicably love all things dessert – chocolate and whip cream on your breakfast included.
And there it is. The body and the blood – that’s what the body and the blood looks like when it’s moving and living.
A few years ago someone asked me, “What’s your passion?” and I had no idea how to answer them. It wasn’t that I didn’t have things that interested me, I just didn’t know what my passion was – I didn’t know what it was that motivated me or lead me to do the things I did. So I started looking at my life and trying to figure out that answer.