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Jan. 9th, 2006 12:00 pmAwww, you guys are great.
I'll e-mail my story to anyone who would like it... but only after tonight's feedback, so I can work in a few edits.
Thanks for your support!
-- For some reason I've been thinking recently of a reading we chose for our wedding. I think that this exactly describes my experience of mothering so far, especially the "burden which is no burden."
Love is a great thing, yea, a great and thorough good.
By itself it makes that which is heavy light;
and it bears evenly all that is uneven.
It carries a burden which is no burden;
it will not be kept back by anything low and mean;
It desires to be free from all worldly affections,
and not to be entangled by any outward prosperity,
or by any adversity subdued.
Love feels no burden, thinks nothing of trouble,
attempts what is above its strength,
pleads no excuse of impossibility.
It is therefore able to undertake all things,
and it completes many things and warrants them to take effect,
where he who does not love would faint and lie down.
Though weary, it is not tired;
though pressed it is not straightened;
though alarmed, it is not confounded;
but as a living flame it forces itself upwards
and securely passes through all.
I'll e-mail my story to anyone who would like it... but only after tonight's feedback, so I can work in a few edits.
Thanks for your support!-- For some reason I've been thinking recently of a reading we chose for our wedding. I think that this exactly describes my experience of mothering so far, especially the "burden which is no burden."
Love is a great thing, yea, a great and thorough good.
By itself it makes that which is heavy light;
and it bears evenly all that is uneven.
It carries a burden which is no burden;
it will not be kept back by anything low and mean;
It desires to be free from all worldly affections,
and not to be entangled by any outward prosperity,
or by any adversity subdued.
Love feels no burden, thinks nothing of trouble,
attempts what is above its strength,
pleads no excuse of impossibility.
It is therefore able to undertake all things,
and it completes many things and warrants them to take effect,
where he who does not love would faint and lie down.
Though weary, it is not tired;
though pressed it is not straightened;
though alarmed, it is not confounded;
but as a living flame it forces itself upwards
and securely passes through all.