Contemplative Comics day 134 (THE END).
The end of my 2018 run of contemplative comics. Thank you for reading!
Go in peace + wash your hands.
-joshua (2021).
The end of my 2018 run of contemplative comics. Thank you for reading!
Go in peace + wash your hands.
-joshua (2021).
In the two years since I made this comic, I have actually made some good progress on the things listed here.
Lyrics from “May You Find A Light” by the Brilliance.
One of the most touching songs I have ever beheld.
LYRICS:
Lost and weary traveler
Searching for the way to go
Stranger heavy-hearted
Longing for sun
One we known
May a find a light
May a find a light
May a find a light
The guide You home
There are weary travelers
Searching every where you go
Strangers who are searching
Lonlely deeply
To be know
May a find a light
May a find a light
May a find a light
The guide You home
Shipwrecked 1/4
Peace & love,
-joshua.
This is the final word on getting fired.
I hope I have done well in exploring the inner pain and questioning myself while being gracious as well.
While I don’t have a real relationship with nearly anyone from Brick City, I do believe we have made amends. There are some wonderful people at that church doing some cool things.
This comic gets at the heart of my beliefs on the matter. It’s a good period to that sentence.
Advent Week 4
It is interesting that not long after I was fired, my dad was uncharacteristically working nearby at the yard. He was getting ready for the next big job out of state by himself. He was prepping a storage trailer for the new job site. Knowing that I was at home and that my last check from Brick City had come through with no new job in sight, he asked me to help him.
I worked for my dad here and there in high school and part-time throughout college. Doing construction work and going home to write papers and read was pretty rough. My mom was there on the jobs as well. Looking back on it, I can see that I had a really unique relationship with my parents because of this work. Just the other day we were hanging out and sharing stories of injuries, tasks that seemed impossible to overcome, and all the crazy things that happen on job sites.
I treasure those moments I had with him. I don’t think I will ever really have moments like that with Jules and Davy. He loved his work, and he loves me, and I got to be a part of his work with him.
This experience two years ago was the last time I will get to work with my dad. If I hadn’t been fired, and if he hadn’t been in such a weird transition space, it wouldn’t have happened.
I don’t know that I believe it was by design or that it justifies my experiences.
But I am grateful that it happened.
-joshua.
I hate job interviews more than anything. But I have gotten pretty good at them.
Advent 2018; Week 3.
End of Week 2.
Luke 3: 1-6 (NRSV)
“In the fifteenth year of the reign of Emperor Tiberius, when Pontius Pilate was governor of Judea, and Herod was ruler of Galilee, and his brother Philip ruler of the region of Ituraea and Trachonitis, and Lysanias ruler of Abilene, during the high priesthood of Annas and Caiaphas, the word of God came to John son of Zechariah in the wilderness. He went into all the region around the Jordan, proclaiming a baptism of repentance for the forgiveness of sins, as it is written in the book of the words of the prophet Isaiah,
‘The voice of one crying out in the wilderness:
‘Prepare the way of the Lord,
make his paths straight.
Every valley shall be filled,
and every mountain and hill shall be made low,
and the crooked shall be made straight,
and the rough ways made smooth;
and all flesh shall see the salvation of God.’”