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:: Thursday, October 03, 2002 ::

"Dip your hands in colors, while the young night flutters in on you, and fingerpaint me pictures of all you see..." (Over the Rhine)

I love how aggressive the sky is tonight. "Don't mess with Texas" makes me want to go play in the rain.
In the spare minutes in-between life, I've been reading Wild at Heart: Discovering the Secret of a Man's Soul by John Eldredge. I've always enjoyed reading books not intended for my gender, marital status, age, etc. -- I'm fascinated by the different perspectives, by stepping into the shoes of someone very unlike me. This particular book talks about the three inborn desires of men: 1) A battle to fight, 2) An adventure to live, and 3) A beauty to rescue. Eldredge shoots down the church-bulletin portrayal of men as passive, mild, gentle, civilized.
"Adventure, with all its requisite danger and wildness, is a deeply spiritual longing written into the soul of man. The masculine heart needs a place where nothing is prefabricated, modular, nonfat, zip lock, franchised, on-line, microwavable. Where there are no deadlines, cell phones, or committee meetings. Where there is room for the soul. Where, finally, the geography around us corresponds to the geography of our heart."

Do you menfolk agree?

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