I've just got back from a long weekend spent with my friend, Rattus, and his friend, Aaron at the Abbey of Gethsemani in rural Kentucky. I'm still digesting everything, but suffice to say that it was wonderful. Among the many things I've learned are the following little nuggets (in no particular order):
- 3:15A is a splendid time for worship, if I can go back to sleep afterward
- I need another hiking hat
- Sandals do not make good hiking shoes on steep, rocky, muddy, narrow paths
- My belt is not currently optional with the pants I own
- Tick repellant bug spray and a backpack would have been appropriate gear to have packed
- The monks' vegetable stew left something to be desired
- The monks' cabbage soup was good in the mouth but explosive in the belly
- You just never know when you're going to bump into friends
- Hanging with Jim and Joyce is a fun way to spend a couple of hours (yes Jeem and Elizabeth, THAT Jim and Joyce)
- Rich Pinkerton is still the best organist I've ever listened to (with no disrespect intended to all the other organists I've known, met, or listened to)
- Not talking is hard even for a confirmed introvert like me
- Singing psalms can be a tremendously moving experience
- I could be a monk for a week, maybe a month, perhaps a year, but I couldn't stick with it because I love and miss Amy too much
- The Abbey of Gethsemani is a place to which I want to return
- God has a way of making his points...
- ... even if I don't understand them yet...
More later, once I've digested things a bit more.