THIRTY is almost ready. Another week.

I’m trying to get geared up for The Next Big Thing. I don’t know what it is. I’ve tried writing a few things, but nothing really excites me.

Then, I stumbled across this little poem. And I felt it. The little thing in your belly that twitches. My eyes lit up and I remembered… I remembered a fire I felt a long time ago.

Maybe. Just maybe… it’s time to go back. We’ll see.

In the meantime, here’s what caught my attention…

THE EATING PRAYER

This is my brother’s blood
His courage
His pain
His love

This is my brother’s flesh
His strength
His need
His burden

These things are now mine
His strength is my strength
His courage is my courage
His pain is now my pain

Rest now, brother —
I will carry your weight