I Can’t Stop Thinking Big

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“In a world where I feel so small I can’t stop thinking big” (Rush) “What was after the universe? Nothing. But was there anything round the universe to show where it stopped before the nothing place began? It could not be a wall; but there could be a thin thin line there all round everything. It was very big to think about everything and everywhere. Only God could do that. He tried to think what a big thought that must be; but he could only think of God. God was God's name just as his name was Stephen. DIEU was the French for God and that was God's name too; and when anyone prayed to God and said DIEU then God knew at once that it was a French person that was praying. But, though there were different names for God in all the different languages in the world and God understood what all the people who prayed said in their different languages, still God remained always the same God and God's real name was God.” James Joyce, “A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man” (1916)

How To Go Steady

I learned a new word today.
It's ευσταθια (eustatheia). The basically means to go "steady." The range of meaning includes "good disposition; tranquility; stability; firmness; lead a quiet life; be at rest; be calm; stand firm."

The process is simple: before us lays every opportunity to do right, to choose what is good. The centerpiece is how we chose to respond.


The other day when driving into our neighborhood I noticed an excessive amount of water in my neighbor's driveway. It had been freezing temps outside, so I know she had not just washed her car though it was parked in the huge puddle. She never parks her car outside . . .

I had not finished unloading my backpack when there came a knock at the door. It was my neighbor asking if I could come over and find where the water was coming from.

I had not cleared my porch when I saw the water gushing out from under the eaves of the garage, shooting out the side of the garage from under the Hardi-plank. Walking into the garage, the water stains in the ceiling was obvious and it was evident that the walls were full of water, too.

Grabbing a wrench I ran to the street and shut off the water to the house. No damage inside the house per se, but the rooms above the garage clearly had water under the floor.

When I explained to my neighbor what I found and showed her the damage (water was now leaking from electrical sockets), she never wavered, never crumbled. She just looked at me and said, "It could be worse." Sure she eventually shed a tear but her face never showed distress. She just smiled and we strategized her next move. Next day repair trucks were already there.

She had ευσταθια. 


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