Father, hear the prayer we offer:
Not for ease that prayer shall be,
But for strength that we may ever
Live our lives courageously.
Not for ever in green pastures
Do we ask our way to be;
But the steep and rugged pathway
May we tread rejoicingly.
Not for ever by still waters
Would we idly rest and stay;
But would smith the living fountains
From the rocks along our way.
Be our strength in hours of weakness,
In our wanderings be our guide;
Through endeavour, failure, danger,
Father, be thou at our side.
- Dorothy Sayers, as found in the novel Gaudy Night
Here, then, at home, by no more storms distrest,
Folding laborious hands we sit, wings furled;
Here in close perfume lies the rose-leaf curled,
Here the sun stands and knows not east nor west,
Here no tide runs; we have come, last and best,
From the wide zone through dizzying circles hurled,
To that still centre where the spinning world
Sleeps on its axis, to the heart of rest.
Lay on thy whips, O Love, that we upright,
Poised on the perilous point, in no lax bed
May sleep, as tension at the verberant core
Of music sleeps; for, if thou spare to smite,
Staggering, we stoop, stooping, fall dumb and dead,
And, dying, so, sleep our sweet sleep no more.
Who would true Valour see
Let him come hither;
One here will Constant be,
Come Wind, come Weather.
There's no Discouragement,
Shall make him once Relent,
His first avow'd Intent,
To be a Pilgrim.
Who so beset him round,
With dismal Storys,
Do but themselves Confound;
His Strength the more is.
No Lyon can him fright,
He'l with a Gyant Fight,
But he will have a right,
To be a Pilgrim.
Hobgoblin, nor foul Fiend,
Can daunt his Spirit:
He knows, he at the end,
Shall Life Inherit.
Then Fancies fly away,
He'l fear not what men say,
He'l labour Night and Day,
To be a Pilgrim.
- John Bunyan
So, blogging hasn't been happening much recently. It's probably due to my weekly schedule:
M - reading plays/poetry with friends
Tu - play Stardew Valley with a subset of those friends
Th - movie night with a different group of friends
F - family pizza night / FPS fun with second group of friends (if family leaves before 8:30 PM, which has been happening less and less frequently)
Sa - leadership meeting for gaming org / virtual flight night with same group
Wednesday and Sunday usually wind up being sort of mental catch-up nights--not quite enough for me to catch my breath, just enough for me to think about all the projects I'd like to be working on but aren't because I like having friends and spending time with them. I spent so many years existing in a sort of low-level persistent state of loneliness, it's almost impossible to even consider dropping any of these from my weekly schedule.
Can I just run away to a non-internet accessible cabin in the woods somewhere? Just to unplug for a little while.
Broad is the road that leads to death
And thousands walk together there;
But wisdom shows a narrow path
With here and there a traveler.
“Deny thyself, and take thy cross,”
Is the Redeemer’s great command;
Nature must count her gold but dross
If she would gain this heav’nly land.
[The fearful soul that tires and faints
And walks the ways of God no more
Is but esteemed 'almost a saint',
And makes his own destruction sure.]
Lord, let not all my hopes be vain:
Create my heart entirely nеw;
Which hypocrites could ne’er attain
And falsе apostates never knew.
I REALLY wish we still got snow days--February would've been nearly as much vacation as work, this year. :P