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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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I didn't have finger problems like this. I did, however, have a problem with either not getting my fingers to actually touch my forehead (near miss, fly-by) or with banging myself in the head (hard landing). It was rather embarrassing.
I also had some question as to where exactly (how low or high) the bottom point of the cross should go - and the same 'control' issue regarding the top point was also a factor. Given that I was in my 20s when I was inquiring and converting, lower seemed appropriate as to need but inappropriate as to public use. I've generally settled at belt height or just above over the years.
Which reminds me of the first time I went forward to venerate the cross at the end of a service (after weeks, or was it months? of attending church). My priest still likes to tell veneration-phobic inquirers about it. "You should have seen ____'s face. It was white as a sheet."
This guy might have a hard time because he has six fingers. heh heh heh.
Gabe
I was wondering if/when someone would notice that. :)
Orr, sounds like its a good thing you don't have those long, sharp Chinese fingernails.
Anon, The first kiss is always the hardest.
"I am looking for the six fingered man."
Who here remembers this commercial:
"Six finger, six finger, man alive! How'd I ever get along with five?" And what was the popular TV show that spawned the product at the time?
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