Almost Over

Originally Posted: Tuesday, July 26, 2005
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The Genesee Diary
By Henri Nouwen
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So here it is.  The weather is changing.  Things that were once new and shiny, now old and worn.  Hunger has settled in and now is gone away.  Numbness is here.  There is nothing left.  Almost over.  Things are fading and all the seeking that once was important is gone.  It seems worthless now in the midst of this place.  Nothing is left to be offered up.  All has been given.  Almost over.  There is a peace here.  As the tiredness sets down.  It doesn`t matter.  All those once important things seem….irrelevant…and meaningless.