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Well, of course it's about my life and stuff I think about. Just like a quadzillionbazillion other bloggers. I'm obsessed with God. I love beauty, enjoy absurdity, dance with despair, seek silence, and think everyone is goofy. Here's my world and what I think of it....
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True... true... after 50 minutes my feet remember they are Anglicans...
Actually, a picture of me at the end of liturgy would have all of those implements of pain piercing and paralyzing my lower back. But the effect is still the same.
Hey Allan, Actually I was going to draw a picture of your back for the cartoon, but I couldn't get your butt within the limits of the frame. BWAA-HAHAHAHAHAA! (Hey, you're the only person I know I could use that line on safely... thanks for the assist!)
reminds me of the joke, "You know you're Orthodox when it is said, "Let us complete our prayer to the Lord", you know there's still 30 minutes to go."
This one should be cross-referenced with No. 7, "Monastic Advice: Why don't you just sit down?" Heh. But I LOOK so much more pious standing here not praying and thinking of nothing but the pain! Maybe I'll get extra credit!
This is only true for the first number of years, afterward it's not this bad.
More seriously, I find short services (you know, like just Great Vespers) only gets me warmed up to pray - I never actually get to prayer.
Orr, That's true, I find I can pretty much stand through 4 hours of (Russian) Matins and Liturgy pretty easily now if I'm chanting or serving. If not, its actually harder. So its kind of like if I have the "distraction" of "praying" in the form of chanting, I don't pay attention to my feet, but if I'm ACTUALLY having to pray, then my feet hurt. hmmmm....
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