All the Smells and Ills
We hear a lot about the “spirit of Christmas” and the “meaning of Christmas” this time of year, on movies and musical specials, in commercials and greeting cards. Commercial interpretations, no matter how heartfelt, always leave me wanting. In this post, I am sharing again what Christmas is – the whole utter shock of it.
The human body isn’t always pretty. Oh no. We all suffer, or will suffer, from one weakness or another, aches and pains and afflictions of countless kinds. Sometimes, just the things we do daily to survive – chewing, toileting, washing away sweat, dirt, and dead skin from our bodies – as well as being around those who might not wash themselves so well… let’s just say that there’s nothing pretty about any of this. Nothing romantic, lyrical, or ennobling.
And, yet…
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Although crippled by disease, I am fully alive in love. I write about the profound wonder and terrible beauty of life while living with physical disability and severe dependency. Unafraid to ask life's big questions, I was briefly an atheist and considered other religions before finding, in God's choice to intimately share our humanity, what it truly means to be fully human. A revert to the Catholic Faith, I blog weekly and have written a book called It's Good to Be Here.
What left you a comment on the other thing I’m so glad you blogged this again. Blessings donnamaria
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