started the day aimlessly, ended with fellowship.! we are trapped by making ends out of the wrong things. the vaporous things like breakfast and personas and reputation and “cinematic moments” and we don’t! love! one another the way we ought. if only we loved each other with such abandon, with such vivacious Christlove! as to begin a cycle of never taking a thought for your own life again. Oh how weary I am. to fix on the self is to cut yourself off from that which frees you, (and others)totally!