Give me my scallop-shell of quiet,
My staff of faith to walk upon,
My script of joy, immortal diet,
y bottle of salvation.
My gown of glory, hopes true gauge,
And thus I'll take my pilgrimage.

~Sir Walter Raleigh

A hiker, walking for pleasure, likes to choose between several alluring trails.
The pilgrim desires only the road that leads home.

~Frank W. Boreham

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Beginning Again

Back on the trail again and hopefully with a measure of consistency.

It has been a long while since I have felt settled enough to think through blog posting with any regularity.

Reviewing the year past I can say with all honesty, it was Jobean!  Yet through it all we learned to say with Job "though He slay me, yet will I trust Him" and "the Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away, blessed be the name of the Lord".  

Best of all personally it would be " As for me, I would seek God, and to God would I commit my cause, who does great things and unsearchable, marvelous things without number.".

Important lessons are to be learned in Jobean times.  What is important is made clear when life becomes stripped down and simplified.  Among the important things is ones faith, ones family and books. These help keep me, at least, centered when the storm roars and my little boat is tossed about.  Am I mixing metaphors?
No matter. You understand my meaning I am sure, Dear Reader.

In the future, there will be posts referring back to this time, back to experiences and learnings.  But hopefully too, in the new year there will be posts about the nonsensical aspects of my life, of temporal things, of the creative.  There will be 'book reports' too.  Count on this as books play an important role in my daily life.  With Spring will come the garden.  And too, events relating to our increasing family as these are changing times and happy days as well.
There will be continuing reports and comments of things spiritual, struggles and discoveries.  Perhaps it is an age thing, but the spiritual - those times of 'the thin places' - becomes more real, more important.

So there, Dear Kind and Faithful Reader is the sum and substance.

More than anything in this new year, my hearts longing is to 'be found in Him' who is my Life,
     to encourage others along the trail,
          to walk with Joy
               and to echo Job with assurance -

He knows the way that I take;
when He has tried me,
I shall come out as gold.
My foot has held fast to His steps
and have not turned aside.