Introit for the Third Sunday in Lent
Mine eyes are ever looking unto the Lord, for he shall pluck my feet out of the net: look thou upon me, and have mercy upon me, for I am desolate and in misery.
Unto thee, O Lord, do I lift up my soul: my God, in thee have I trusted; let me not be confounded.
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Ghost; as it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.
Saturday, October 12, 2013
Thanks to Joey Prever (a.k.a. Steve Gershom), I have been introduced to the majesty that is Gweenbrick. I am very happy now. I spend a lot of time thinking about introversion, masculinity, how opaque sports are to me, and how other dudes must be better and happier than I am for understanding and sharing in this mystery. Here I can identify with someone as lost as I generally am.