infection of the soul

"When [she] believed that [she] had heard the call it seemed to [her] that [she] could see [her] future, [her] life, intact and on all sides complete and invioable, like a classic and serene vase, where the spirit could be born anew sheltered from the harsh gale of living an die so, peacefully, with only the far sound of the circumvented wind, with scarce even a handful of rotting dust to be diposed of. That was what the word seminary meant: quiet and safe walls within which the hampered and garmentworried spirit could learn anew serenity to contemplate without horror or alarm its own nakedness." William Faulkner- Light in August

faulkner is sometimes hard to read for me...but this book was great...like reading james joyce- it takes some time and energy...but his story of the presbyterian pastor in this book is compelling...hightower's reflections are grand...of how experience-almost indicitively-brings you along in life...yes i used "inclusiveness" in the first paragraph, but it was something that moved me...to contemplate without horror the nakedness of the soul...is it possible?

"if you love me we will make a beautiful kingdom out of this yuckiness"...that is how it will have to be for me and God- and me and whoever it is that i can pour out this cup that is overflowing on...i am okay with that...this might just be a summation of hope...