"lord i will not stop until your name is glorified." this is a picture of my journal page that ryan took at the retreat last weekend. amazing discoveries.

And an old priest said, Speak to us of Religion.

And he said:

Have I spoken this day of aught else? Who can separate his faith from his actions, or his belief from his occupations? Who can spread his hours before him, saying 'This for God and this for myself; This for my soul, and this other for my body'? All your hours are wings that beat through space from self to self.

Your daily life is your temple and your religion. Whenever you enter into it take with you your all. Take the plough and the forge and the mallet and the lute, The things you have fashioned in necessity or for delight. For in revery you cannot rise above your acievements nor fall lower than your failures. ...

Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.

And when you have reached the moutain top, then you shall begin to climb.

And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then you shall truly dance.

-exerpt from THE PROPHET, Kahlil Gibran