|One of the flowers blooming around campus at my new job. I look forward to the fall colors. I also look forward to the spring when more plants will be blooming!|
God used the Philosopher to get me out of my comfort zone back home and bring me to here to a better job and and an awesome parish. I can only be thankful for that. I don't regret the move, and honestly, I don't regret my behavior during our relationship. I conducted myself to the best of my ability in a Godly fashion, not without struggle, but with integrity. I hope that he can say the same.
So, my job for the next few months will be putting down roots where I am, and following where ever the Lord may lead...Right before I came here, I started a new journal, and decided that I needed to make my theme to be "Putting down roots." I actually had the perfect journal to use for that theme, as well.
|My current Journal.|
This is my favorite Superbowl commercial ever--it seems to best illustrate the following poem!
Tilting at Windmills
Loss of sleep feeds my melancholy
A voracious monster who
Sucks at my marrow with abandon
The unknown will be known
And he is poised for another feast
His utensils gleam, napkin beneath the chin
This outcome might bring sorrow
A slow drip of nectar or a
Great 10 course dinner--I know not which
One thing is certain: Melancholy's glut
Will be his downfall.
Like an illusion, he transforms
Prayer and gratitude diminish him
And the monster morphs--
Shadows dissipated, he is a pesky mosquito
Defeated with a timely swat.
(sorry this isn't a sonnet--hopefully next week!)