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Body as Community April 18, 2009

Posted by amberpeace in εκκλησία, Living, relationships.
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At 5’11” and 102lbs, she looks monstrous. Her hair is stringy, her eyes are hollow, and her nails are broken and yellow. She has arms covered in little bruises and burns, and her knees and enveloped in scars. She has fallen so often one wonders if she ever thought of staying down and indeed she has. Stumbling, she is shoved one more time and finds herself face down in pine mulch on a Smokey Mountain trail.
So this is where she ends, face down in mulch. Let’s not think about the components of mulch. But strong hands grab her and she is staring into the faces of loving Christs wearing tee-shirts and Chacos. The girl is led by the hand to the Table. There, the Christs wash her feet and hands. They brush her hair and bandage her wounds, and anoint her head and face with oil.
They sit to the left and to the right, all around the table. A bowl of soup is placed before her. In the center, a loaf of bread and a bottle of wine command the scene. A chunk of the bread is handed to her.
“This is for you.”
A glass of wine is poured and placed before her.
“This is for you.”
She eats; she drinks; she is nourished.
A Christ asks her a question.
“What is your name?”
“My name is Soul.”
The Christs nod, as if they expected that to be her answer.
She stays the night, and the next night. Soul feels no need to leave her sanctuary. Soul works hard, plays hard, and prays hard with these Christs. They constantly wash her feet and cover her head with oil. Soul, in turn, learns how to do these things to the others. She is there in eager anticipation when a new one arrives, there to care for them as she was cared for on that first night. Health returns to her frame. She suspects that the simple meals of soup, bread, and wine nourish her more than calories might suggest. Her nails grow, her eyes are no longer hollow. Soul has found body.

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Now January 10, 2009

Posted by amberpeace in Living, living as a 20-something.
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I didn’t plan or mean to, but I’m using the new civil year to clean up and hold on to practices I begain last year. Groceries are in the cupboards and fridge so that eating out is almost obsolete.  I’ve cut up carrots and celery for snack, because the vegetable were going bad. I’m so easily tempted and when Matt says, “let’s get subway,” who am I to pass that up. Now, Matt has seen all the groceries, and all my budgeted money is separated into a neat pocket, accordion file.

I cover during Adoration and morning Eucharist. I’m in the process of moving towards covering everyday. I have accomplished this by wearing scarves at work. When classes come around, I hope I can wear them to class without too much anxiety. This really leaves just time at home when I’m not. I don’t particularly feel like explaining why I’m doing this. Maybe another post. I actually admire Quaker clothing, but I don’t see myself switching to that anytime soon.