First visit to the Farmer’s Market at the Statehouse. Rhubarb treats were the order of the morning. Here, munching on an East Side Bakery rhubarb dumpling. Thanks, Doug!
Quero dizer a vocês o seguinte: deixem que o Espírito de Deus dirija a vida de vocês e não obedeçam aos desejos da natureza humana. Porque o que a nossa natureza humana quer é contra o que o Espírito quer, e o que o Espírito quer é contra o que a natureza humana quer. Os dois são inimigos, e por isso vocês não podem fazer o que vocês querem.
As coisas que a natureza humana produz são bem-conhecidas. Elas são: a imoralidade sexual, a impureza, as ações indecentes, a adoração de ídolos, as feitiçarias, as inimizades, as brigas, as ciumeiras, os acessos de raiva, a ambição egoísta, a desunião, as divisões, as invejas, as bebedeiras, as farras e outras coisas parecidas com essas. Repito o que já disse: os que fazem essas coisas não receberão o Reino de Deus .
Mas o Espírito de Deus produz o amor, a alegria, a paz, a paciência, a delicadeza, a bondade, a fidelidade, a humildade e o domínio próprio. E contra essas coisas não existe lei. As pessoas que pertencem a Cristo Jesus crucificaram a natureza humana delas, junto com todas as paixões e desejos dessa natureza.
Que o Espírito de Deus, que nos deu a vida, controle também a nossa vida!
Gálatas 5:16-17, 19-25
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I went on an unfamiliar walk in the woods.
No trail. No signs. No time limits.
I wanted to know what the earth does when I am away.
I wanted to see the plants untouched by man.
As I began my journey through the oasis with my lover and 4 legged friend, it was as if the trees were awaiting our arrival.
It was as if the mosquitos huddled together, thirsting for our pure fresh blood.
The bullfrogs began to sing a symphony of tunes, welcoming us to their humble atoad, abode.
Every corner, there was fresh fern beds, beautifully made, just in case we decided to stay for the evening.
The branches were a bit needy-both young and old, beckoning for attention. At times, they would stab me in the eye, or grab my hair-but I never reacted angrily. They just wanted to some attention. And sensitive attention is what I gave them.
On my journey, I met an old white haired woman.
From afar, you may not see her. You would probably walk right past her.
But I saw her and she was beautiful. She was a lanky thing; surrounded by so many of her children and grandchildren.
But she was passing. She was counting her last breaths. I watched her die and I didn’t cry. It was time for her to go. I knew that the life she had lived was full.
I assisted the others as we rested her head on the soft soil. We prayed that the Gods would give her good tranquil rest.
I walked away from the ceremony with a full heart, knowing very well that I would one day reunite with her. Knowing very well that I will return to that soil.
I reunited with my lover and watched my 4 legged friend run around with more energy than before.
As dusk began to approach, we knew it was time to immigrate back to that foreign land. I said my goodbyes, thanking everyone for such a pleasant visit-and damning the pace of time. I promised to return soon, because there is no place like home.
We walked out, hand in hand, facing a familiar road that couldn’t feel more uncomfortable.In the distance, I heard the birds calling my name to return. I took a deep breath, accepted my reality, and journeyed on.
But don’t you worry. Ill be back.
Like the prodigal son, I will go back home.
Crop top, skirt, orthopedic walking shoes, an Osprey backpack, and a Greek islands tan.... feeling like I’ve really nailed down the Backpacker Chic look on this trip 💁🏻♀️ Starting a loooong trip home from Athens this afternoon... with a small bonus vacation on the way of course 😉🇬🇷