I am one of those annoying people who like to tell myself—and you—that I “never get sick,” but Saturday I was felled by some ghastly kind of flu.
Bedridden for a few days, I watched the documentary Stranded, about the flight that went down over the Andes in the 70s, leaving the survivors beyond the reach of civilization for many weeks. Many resorted to cannibalizing the dead. They were eventually rescued. Thirty years later, one guy, who’d since become a doctor, went back.
“Civilization tends toward a God of rules and regulations,” he observed, looking out over the valley where he’d been stranded. “But the God I found out there, during those weeks when we did not know whether we would live or die, was the God who accompanies. Out there, I discovered the God who walks by your side”… He looked out over the valley again. “I don’t feel God here anymore.” “Why not?” someone asked. “Because we have sandwiches and transportation nearby,” he replied.
The words “companion” and “accompany” both come from the Latin cum pane: “with bread.”
Sometimes maybe it’s good to be stranded for a few days, even if it’s in our own bedrooom.
Hope you are over the worst of your bug- sounded pretty rough and that cat's antics made the whole thing even more surreal.
The guitar player is awesome and pure genius.
Thanks
Thanks. I needed this. [You are like a sculptor with words. You chip away at the material until a beautiful form emerges. The words carry such mysterious being in them and this mystery is really hidden from us for most of the time. And then, they reveal themselves in their purest form and one is happy about it.]. And, of course, I do hope that you feel better.
I'm loving the image of the potentially hominivorous cat, and am grateful to be reminded of the etymology of "companion" (which I had forgotten!). Loved the guitar music! And, yes, please be well.
Thankee, folks, I am continuing on the mend. And so glad you all dug the guitar music!
Such a great post today!! Cat, bread, guitar–so great!