Andree Seu Comforts
I'll never forget the impact of Andree Seu's article, "Three-Legged Cat" had on me. I wept and I loved my husband better. It was following the death of her husband and described intensely the mundane events that caused her to feel off-balance. If you can get ahold of this through World Magazine, do it.
"Won't Let You Go Unless You BLess Me" is a collection of her essays over the last several years. From my brief overview it appears to be some of her best, filled with variety and flavor.
World Magazine published a Limited Edition in May 2006, ISABN 0-9779299-0-6.
To wet your appetites, I'm quoting a couple paragraphs from her first essay (with her permission). I'm hoping that if you've not read her essays that this taste will get you hooked as I am. Her writings encourage, challenge and delight me and often my husband and I find ourselves laughing or tearing. This is her first essay after her husband's death.
"At the memorial service I told them about the little boy in Chonju in 1962 (I hope that's OK), who crossed out all the multiple choices and penciled in, ""All of the above wrong. Man not evolved from any animal." You scrubbed the latrine after school for your contumacy, and your Mom was proud.
God's economy is strange. I would never remove a creature so fine, so before the time (There's a giant hole in the universe now). But I am a catechized lady and I know "He it is who fills the shuttle, who plies the loom and has a billion strands to weave into His tapestry."
And further on, "This is ther first scribbing of mine that will not fall under your discerning eye. You were the writer, dear, pointing men to Christ for exotic markets in a language I never quite learned, more in the manner of Flannery O'Connor than of Francis Schaeffer. For all truth is God's truth.
Rev. Min says when I feel myself sinking I must start from the beginning: What is true? What is real? God is alive. I am His daughter. You His true son."
The billowy-cloud-filled-pink sunset over Lake Hays tonight spoke volumes of praise to His beauty and creativity, "stormy winds fulfilling His Word." California was gorgeous but these summer stormy nights are glorious.
(For Ruth)
byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
"Won't Let You Go Unless You BLess Me" is a collection of her essays over the last several years. From my brief overview it appears to be some of her best, filled with variety and flavor.
World Magazine published a Limited Edition in May 2006, ISABN 0-9779299-0-6.
To wet your appetites, I'm quoting a couple paragraphs from her first essay (with her permission). I'm hoping that if you've not read her essays that this taste will get you hooked as I am. Her writings encourage, challenge and delight me and often my husband and I find ourselves laughing or tearing. This is her first essay after her husband's death.
"At the memorial service I told them about the little boy in Chonju in 1962 (I hope that's OK), who crossed out all the multiple choices and penciled in, ""All of the above wrong. Man not evolved from any animal." You scrubbed the latrine after school for your contumacy, and your Mom was proud.
God's economy is strange. I would never remove a creature so fine, so before the time (There's a giant hole in the universe now). But I am a catechized lady and I know "He it is who fills the shuttle, who plies the loom and has a billion strands to weave into His tapestry."
And further on, "This is ther first scribbing of mine that will not fall under your discerning eye. You were the writer, dear, pointing men to Christ for exotic markets in a language I never quite learned, more in the manner of Flannery O'Connor than of Francis Schaeffer. For all truth is God's truth.
Rev. Min says when I feel myself sinking I must start from the beginning: What is true? What is real? God is alive. I am His daughter. You His true son."
The billowy-cloud-filled-pink sunset over Lake Hays tonight spoke volumes of praise to His beauty and creativity, "stormy winds fulfilling His Word." California was gorgeous but these summer stormy nights are glorious.
(For Ruth)
byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee


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