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

Sunday, August 18, 2013

When it is the one ruling, never-ceasing desire of our hearts, 
that God may be the beginning and end, 
   the reason and motive, 
      the rule and measure, of our doing or not doing, 
         from morning to night; then everywhere, 
            whether speaking or silent,
                whether inwardly or outwardly employed, 
              we are equally offered up to the eternal Spirit, 
             have our life in Him and from Him, 
            and are united to Him by that Spirit of Prayer 
which is the comfort,      
the support,      
the strength and security of the soul, 
travelling, by the help of God, 
through the vanity of time into the riches of eternity. 
Let us have no thought or care, 
but how to be wholly His devoted instruments; 
and in everything, 
His adoring, 
joyful, and 
thankful servants!

~William Law 1686-1761

Image by Julia Valovich