For some reason, I can’t re-blog this post, so I am simply going to link it. This course sounds awesome, and it’s taught by Brenton Dickison! Even better!
Fair warning. Purple prose ahead. This is what I can do with language if I forget all lessons of a clean style. But then again, my feelings about the mountains in question seem to warrant purpleness. Maybe one day I will try and post a more simple song.
When I die, if I do so before the coming of my Lord, bury me in the sandy loam of the Smoky Mountains. Golden sand worn from the peaks fills gaps between fallen leaves and makes patterns in impati…
Source: Mountain Song
This is something I still think about a lot. Perception has so much impact on how we receive everything in life. Not only stories (though as a storyteller, that aspect is very important to me) but every event. And while some of our tuning may be beyond our power to change, much of it is very much under our control if we will only be mindful.
For me, it takes constant reminding.
Time for rambling on an extended metaphor. George MacDonald once wrote: “If there be music in my reader, I would gladly wake it.” He has stirred my soul to music many times, yet I know,…
Source: All About the Tuning
It’s funny. I have never been good at keeping a journal, and so this blog has been something of a stand-in for me. Now I can look back and be reminded of where I have been, and how little I have learned. I still need reminding of these things.
“Sir Arthur St. Clare, as I have already said, was a man who read his Bible. That was what was the matter with him. When will people understand that it is useless for a man to read his Bible …
Source: A dollop of reality in my cup of fiction
“I remember my affliction and my wandering, the bitterness and the gall. I well remember them, and my soul is downcast within me. Yet this I call to mind and therefore I have hope.
“Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new ever morning; great is Your faithfulness. I say to myself, ‘the Lord is my portion; therefore I will wait for Him.’
…For men are not cast off by the Lord forever. Though He brings grief, He will show compassion, so great is His unfailing love. For He does not willingly bring affliction or grief to to the children of men.”
Lamentations 3: 19-24, 31-33
I wanted to share images of the stunning cathedral where two friends and I held our Easter service. I have few words, for I am overwhelmed with joy, life and freedom! May my heart forever sing prai…
Source: Easter Cathedral