The Thing Missing In Our Purity

“There is a way of beholding that is a form of prayer.” Diane Ackerman⁠

My family used to live by a Saturday morning ritual that went something like this. After a lazy breakfast, my wife, my toddler son, and I all piled in the family Subaru to taxi my wife to her art class. My son and I carried on to find a new park to explore until it was time to reverse the process and pick my wife back up. 

Once home again, my wife would ask, “Want to see my drawings?” 

And there she’d stand patient with eager e...