Tenet insanabile multo scribendi cacoethes
An inveterate and incurable itch for writing besets many
Lots of food for thought. Sometimes it is much easier to do something heroic rather than quietly find God in our everyday lives. Michelle, thanks very much.
I keep thinking about Alphonsus Rodriguez, who watched the door all those years, or Thérèse of Lisieux, "Great deeds are forbidden me....but what does it matter?" And that brother chopping celery high up in the Alps...