Candy and Fresh Snow

My name is Clint and I'm Abby's husband and Clay's, Lydia's, and Henry's dad. Abby has a beautiful insightful blog titled Oh So Well that tracks our family's journey. Along the way, Abby loads up her readers for a ride where we discover her witty language and timely topics. You may want to start with "Confessions of a Candyholic," "Dear Clay," "Determination," and "Open Letter to the Past Year." You will not be disappointed! I can only hope that this blog simply approaches the worthwhileness of hers. Here's her blog: candyandfreshsnow.blogspot.com

Language and Memory

Is language adequate to accurately articulate to another the pulsing knowledge learned from your heart? Why does memory abandon you or trick you into altering the past? Don't you sometimes, to necessitate communication, replace language with music, laughter, or crying out?

These questions were inspired by my reading of Leif Enger's fictional novel Peace Like a River, particularly the chapters titled, "Be Jubilant, My Feet" and "The Curious Music that I Hear." The narrator, Reuben Land, vividly paints his fascinating short visit to heaven with his dad. Despite the amazing description and recollection, Reuben falls short and laments, "What mortal creations are language and memory!"

Saturday, May 30, 2009

The Heavens Wept Over Him

Spirituality is elusive. It's like this connection or communication with God, a higher power, or something deep within one's self, that provides some clarity to life, morality, and value. No particular creed, religion, culture, belief, or people have exclusive licensing rights, nor does any one person. Spirituality comes and goes depending on how much effort is expended.  At least this is how I understand it. I made a connection with spirituality when putting together a speech about the War in Heaven. If you would like to read it, just copy and paste the URL to your browser:
http://www.scribd.com/doc/15962377/Winning-the-War
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  1. TammraMay 31, 2009 at 12:44 AM

    Clint, I hope you know what that speech meant to me. It was such a priviledge to get to hear you deliver it and it made a lasting impression on me during a very hard time. You are a fantastic speaker and a gifted writer. I'm glad you've made this speech available for all to read. I am so proud of you and so thankful that you are my son.

    Love you,
    MOM

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