At The Work Of The People we've taken to describing ourselves as desert dwellers who provide food for desert dwellers. I sometimes wish I had a more settled life serving the establishment in established ways for established compensation. But just sometimes.
Thoughts of a warm and fuzzy status quo dissolve away when I sit down to a rich desert feast, the kind of feast you can only get in the desert, the kind of feast only desert dwellers can create. I remember why I'm here, I remember who I'm serving, I remember how blessedly good desert food, like the little film above, is.
If you've got 5 minutes, take a break and pop into the tent, Jean Vanier has a desert feast waiting. Sit still with his words for a time and front will be back, back will be front. Up will be down and down will be up. Suddenly the desert will make sense again.
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