Today, as I was sweating up on a roof - pulling out nails, ripping off damaged shingles - I got to thinking how much this experience is like a trip to the monastery. At least it is for me. There is this community that is gathered to worship, to eat, to support one another. And then there is the work. It is the monastery it is very individual and very private whereas here it is work work. I did not expect to find this. Many things that were of importance fade in the background as the work is encountered or the community is experienced and we are focus on this one thing. I could not live at this height ... I need some TV, some down time, my own house, the dogs ... but I really like visiting it. There is something transfiguring about it but I will refrain from building any booths. George
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Today was much the same as yesterday. We had fourteen of the New York kids in tow in the morning, then they left in the afternoon and the remaining four of us and Ammy finished mudding almost all of the house. I finished my closet and did about half of another. I'm really getting pretty fast at this mudding.
Our group was myself, Troy, and two students from the Chicago group, Jimmy and Molly. St. Jude's is Catholic and Molly had no idea what an Episcopalian was. I gave her a sort of general explanation of the more superficial ways in which Episcopalians differ from Catholics but realized later that there were some things I probably should have included. I told her that priests could get married but failed to mention that the liturgical format is very similar. Oh well.
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