I’ve been AWOL from this blog for the last few month. I have excuses, but everybody’s as busy as I am. Mostly, I just haven’t had anything much to say…or rather I’ve found myself unable to put into words the continuing, rich experience of the life I live.
It’s mostly pretty ordinary. I work…but my work is training choirs of all ages…all those singers…all those wonderful people and all that wonderful music in my life! I spend time with a family whom I love and who love me…Cynthia, the most loving, interesting, smart, sensitive, gifted, and thoroughly beautiful human being I’ve ever met; Hannah and Emma the world’s most wonderful daughters (not space here for adequate descriptions) and Dave, a Prince of a son-in-law!
I read…the most incredible books–fiction, scripture, spiritual works, all kinds of non-fiction. I have great friends who engage me and probe me and love me even when I fail to engage and resist probing. I have ridden my bicycle almost 2000 miles so far this year. The up-close view of the natural world that those rides reveal is astonishing to me.
I eat exquisite meals of great variety, prepared with love by Cynthia’s or my own hands–or occasionally the hands of another. I pray. In fact I sometimes feel as though I am unable to not pray anymore. God speaks to me and loves me and surrounds me and fills me and draws me to himself and burns and soothes me so constantly that I am unable to comprehend or respond to his loving and drawing and burning…
OK, so forget I said that my life is ordinary. Is there any such thing as ordinary life? I’ll try to post again sooner rather than later, and more specifically. My life is so infinitely rich and varied, it’d be a selfish shame not to share it.