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I spent an hour today intellecualizing absolutely normal things. Kylee and I began to discuss and define “fun”: what is Fun? what is fun? is there a difference between fun and enjoyment? (yes: so what, then?) is there fun in the Bible? is transcendence Biblical?

Oh, it wasn’t what we’d call fun, but it was highly enjoyable. I talked for illustration about dinners and lakes and escapades, all the little moments of Fun from the last year or so that I had brandished in joy. I was talking talking talking so fast and so happy, and I said, but know, I have fun rarely and when I do it’s sometimes just me, or it’s just me who will be so rapturous. My friends tell me that nobody does things so wholly as I.

That’s fine with me, being alone in that — though oh, I want all of you “to feel the stars and the infinite high and clear above you!”1 If it’s just me who does this, though, I still want to never lose it, for very little is ever better.

We talked about fun Biblically and I said, oh, but I think it is!, with all Jesus’ feasts and celebrations and joy. And what could possibly be less fun than forty years in the desert? Those are times from which we’re freed. She asked about fun and transcendence, and I said nothing does feel more God-ly. These are the times I am gladdest, most full of belief.

We haven’t had much fun in Italy so far. It’s hard to, working all the time time time and apart from our peoples. We’ve had scraps or snatches, though. Kylee and I identified some of those: her, chasing sheep through an olive grove, and me, running towards the Coliseum at night. We like our delirious late-nights and watching Christine leap from bed to bed, smashing mosquitos swollen with our own blood all over our walls. There has been some fun and yes, we will find and make more. Fun is love, joy, worship. What else is summer — life — for?

1 via Vincent van Gogh

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