“Speak clearly, if you speak at all; carve every word before you let it fall.” Oliver Wendell Holmes, a 19th-century poet, physician, professor, and author. “The painter had achieved what we would all like to do: capture time and make it stand still. “Gillian Rubinstein, an English children’s author. We may not capture a moment with oil or watercolor, but we can slow down and measure our words.
Oh, if I could only have back a few of my past, ill-chosen words. I believe, by God’s grace, I can speak with more care and patience, whatever the circumstances.
When stressed and tired, I need greater care. May our good Lord guide me towards more kindly thoughts, words, and actions. Through others. Through Scriptures.
These changes are central to my journey. To your journey?
“I really love emailing, it’s like writing a poem in the sky.”Janet Frame, the late, New Zealand author.
So we email and it’s received half way round the world quickly just as your blog is, if you write one. The email has a known target. The blog is for several billion sharing the planet. Though some are not nuts about sharing.
When I was a kid long distance calling was a barely discernable voice at the end of the line. Now, it’s distinct from twelve time zones away. I am either getting old or mistook a time machine for our Kia.
“Every day we should hear at least one little song, read one good poem, see one exquisite picture, and, if possible, speak a few sensible words.” Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, 18th and 19th-century German poet, playwright, novelist, etc.
Music can even soothe those poor souls with Alzheimer’s. It can get us on the dance floor or into a peaceful rest. One little song each day sounds fruitful.
A good poem briefly can brighten or deepen our day. Well worth our time. Don’t you think?
See one exquisite picture? They are sprinkled through great museums all over the Web.
Speaking even a few sensible words. Sure. I suggest even more so in prayer.
Enjoy your day.
“Love is the only thing you can really give in all this world. When you give love, you give everything.” Theodore Dreiser, an American novelist, and journalist. In my summer of novels, 1963, before entering college, Dreiser’s An American Tragedy was the best one I read.
Isn’t everything more meaningful and joyful shared with a loved one? Isn’t that a central part of the power of love? Isn’t it a sweet aroma of love?
At least for me, surviving life alone would be lonely. I suspect loneliness has a lot to do with the death of some widows or widowers within a year or two of their spouses. There is something symbiotic, very giving about those relationships.
L’ Chaim, to life, together.
“What most people call loving consists of picking out a woman and marrying her. They pick her out, I swear, I’ve seen them. As if you could pick in love as if it were not a lightning bolt that splits your bones and leaves you staked out in the middle of the courtyard.” Julio Cortazar to the late Argentine writer.
I think that bolt is so, so powerful. It’s what drives lifetime marriages and remarriages with the same person. The charge is potent, going deep.
Love is complex and a gift from God.
It hurts, but to me, it heightens our capacity to forgive. And, oh, do we need that in our lives. Thank you, Lord.
The multitalented Mitch Teemley asked on his blog today:
“What was your favorite age and why?”
I answered: 29. Can’t help but miss my youth. No arthritis. Tennis with my doubles group daily in Augusta, GA. Rode my bike to the medical center each day down a beautiful wooded hill. Recovered well from my marriage of less than a year.
Needed to come to some level of peace to prepare my heart and mind for my spouse, Kristine, at 31, and our precious Lord at 40. Thank God for an ENORMOUS, larger-than-life blessing, at 40, amid my midlife crisis. Christ found me, forever.