Swine svithe


In regards to last night's post (and keep in mind I'm writing this, like, five minutes after finishing that one), I want to tell you all I love you and since (as a young healthy male myself) I may not be long for this world, I thought I should write a sunscreen post.

First: That guy's totally right --- living in Northern California will make you soft. Look at me. I'm dead.

Second: Don't spend so much time worrying about one natural disaster that you fail to notice the one that actually will end up killing you.

Third: Smile. You could be where I am.

Fourth: To be more specific, enjoy the marvelousness of this great gift we call mortal life. For all the harping about this being a Fallen World, it's pretty damn great. Pretty voices on the radio, pretty clouds in the sky, pretty lettuce in the taco, pretty mote in your eye. It's a pretty great world. Be grateful.

Fifth: Pray. You may be next.

last week's svithe

1 comment:

  1. I'm suddenly feeling all kinds of guilt that we don't have a decent food storage and that we're eating up what we have in preparation for moving. But perhaps I will try to also spend some time focusing on the lovely things in life and hope that the world isn't in lockdown next weekend. Prayer is always a good thing.