"I really feel sorry for people who think things like soap dishes or mirrors or Coke bottles are ugly, because they're surrounded by things like that all day long, and it must make them miserable."
I heard Grace Woodroofe's interview on World Cafe last night... I caught the last half of I've Handled Myself Wrong on the way home from work and sat in the driveway listening to her live version of Transformer, which is THE GREATEST. She was playing with the Relentless Seven (Ben Harper's band), which she should always do. Jump to 13:30 of the interview for Transformer (but listen to the whole interview).
My 6:15 alarm just went off. I don't know why I even have that alarm anymore, I haven't gotten up that early "since college." This is yet another night in which I have stayed up listening to things like the following video and staring up out the window; the moon has been spying on me the last few nights. There are so many things out there for our senses to devour, and most of them unconsciously. I am still convinced that we don't actively touch, taste, see, hear, smell and think-about enough of the world we're passing through. Little beautifuls scattered everywhere; let's worship their Maker by at least acknowledging them. These are just the physical senses... Imagine what it will be like in God's raw presence.