Saturday Slush

Weather: 44 f, little wind
Miles: 3
Route: usual
Afterward: solid run...though a bit slushy on the path--lots of melting snow. Traffic was low and talked to one runner who wanted to know if the path was muddy.
Listened to: "The Meaning of Faith" (Speaking of Faith). (2nd half)
Good quotes:

The following edited passage was excerpted from Anne Lamott's book Traveling Mercies: Some Thoughts on Faith: A memory came to me then of our pastor, Veronica, telling us just the week before how she gets direction from God in prayer. She said that when she prays for direction, one spot of illumination always appears just beyond her feet, a circle of light into which she can step.

She moved away from the pulpit to demonstrate, stepping forward shyly, this big-boned African-American woman tramping like Charlie Chaplin into an imagined spotlight. And then after standing there looking puzzled, she moved another step forward to where the light had gone, two feet ahead of where she had been standing and then again. "We in our faith work," she said, "stumble along toward where we think we're supposed to go, bumbling along, and here is what's so amazing: We end up getting exactly where we were supposed to be."

And another about writing:

Lamott cites a 1985 article in The New York Times by E.L. Doctorow:

Planning to write is not writing. Outlining, researching, talking to people about what you're doing, none of that is writing. Writing is writing… Writing is like driving at night in the fog. You can only see as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.