Orthodox Christians should write and paint and sing and dance. We should make
movies and television shows. We should make clothes and produce textiles as art
as well (the fullness of culture is itself too large to describe in a sentence,
a paragraph or even a book). And in all these activities, they will be
expressive of the fullness of our humanity without having to stick an icon on
everything to prove its Orthodoxy.
-- Father Stephen in Glory to God for All Things
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2007-08-29
The first time after the summer that I have to turn on my bicycle light on an evening errand, and of course the tail-light battery is flat. Fortunately I remember that one of my daughters has the same type of light, and yes, hers works.
While I’m trying to pry her light off in the gloom a scruffy man passes and asks “Hey! What are you doing?” Not aggressive or belligerent, just curious and concerned.
2007-08-16
(in order not to forget, because if it’s not in the notes we’ll all forget it, and it may be important)
When Athal and Raisse were about to go to bed, Rovin came and announced that some more of the presents had arrived: two girls for the king’s pleasure, and for the eventuality that the king should have different tastes, also two boys. Very young, in order to avoid any risk that they’re spoilt already.
[now this is Athal thinking] What shall we do with them? Obviously I’m not going to use them for their intended purpose. Treat them as servants and pay them wages like the other slaves, I suppose, but not until the Khandihan has left in order not to embarrass him.
2007-08-03
It rambles; perhaps it has factual errors. But Athal’s recollection is, understandably, blurry.
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