"Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion?
Come to me. Get away with me and you'll recover your life.
I'll show you how to take a real rest.
Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it.
Learn the unforced rhythms of grace.
I won't lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you.
Keep company with me and you'll learn to live freely and lightly."

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Soundbites from Proverbs 12

v. 18-19 
Reckless words pierce like a sword, but the tongue of the wise brings healing.
Truthful lips endure forever but a lying tongue lasts only a moment.

There is a fine line between reckless words and truthful words. Because our inhibitors often clamp down so hard on our real feelings that truth can only be heard in recklessness.

Perhaps the only real difference between them is time.
Or then again, perhaps the only way to reconcile them is art.

Truthful lips endure forever, i would like my words to endure forever.
Is my art truthful?
Even in the deceit and artifice, art is appealing always to truth isn't it?

Biblical basis for art.
The tongue of the wise brings healing.

"Someday the words you write will heal you."

v. 28 
In the way of righteousness there is life; along that path is immortality. 

Yes, we are obsessed always with immortality. We are so interested in permanence, so afraid of our temporary state, so dissatisfied with our mortality that we use all the energy in our living to extend it, to prevent dying, or to surpass it.

Proverbs says that only in righteousness do we find immortality.
How thankful am I that I do not need to work,
How grateful am I for grace.

And how often do I live as though I do not already possess all that I need?

Father, you must look down on our pathetic attempts at holiness with a bemused sort of frustration.

We forget so often that holiness occurs in intimacy, and not in what we should or should not do.

Father remind me.