I haven't written in a long while. A lot has happened. My heart has hurt, my head has hurt and I've wondered at times if I am a good person. I do so want to be a good person. I think deeply but I know my limits. The fragility of the human temperament is incredible; however, so too is it's resilience.
For me I have woken up one morning and felt awful emotionally, physically, mentally, or spirituality - a twist of chance: a particular encounter or conversation; a moment of serenity breaking through the daily stresses - and by that evening have gone to bed contented (and vice versa too).
I am grateful for the life I have. I want to live in God's embrace. I want to be stronger in keeping to resolutions, big and small: committed to what I intend to do. Often I get distracted, and wander off the good road of perseverance and the satisfaction that that brings, and in its place choose immediate pleasures. From watching a television show when I could be using that time reading; to looking at pornography; to drinking; to smoking - I am not perfect. But I have never been perfect. I am not. And it is in my lowliness that a sense of happiness emerges: a phoenix rises from the ashes of my soul. For by admitting my faults, I find God. A sense of peace ripples through my being like ripples on a lake.
I end with a quote from the Spanish contemporary of Shakespeare, Miguel de Cervantes =
A proverb is a short sentence based on long experience.
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