Life is like a ride from Deep Green Sea on Vimeo.
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fall into his arms with thanks
Anyone
who imagines that bliss
is normal in life is going to waste a lot
of time running around shouting that he’s been robbed.
The fact is that most putts don’t drop, most beef is tough, most children
grow up to be just people, most successful marriages require a high degree
of mutual toleration, and most jobs are more often dull than otherwise.
Life is like an old-time rail journey – delays, sidetracks, smoke,
dust, cinders, and jolts, interspersed only occasionally
with beautiful vistas and thrilling bursts of speed.
The trick is to thank God for letting
you have the ride.
Fall into
His arms with thanks
and you’ll weep like the sky;
refuse Him your thanks
and you’ll freeze like
the snow.
how dark the beginning
All we ever talk of is light—
let there be light, there was light then,
good light—but what I consider
dawn is darker than all that.
So many hours between the day
receding and what we recognize
as morning, the sun cresting
like a wave that won’t break
over us—as if light were protective,
as if no hearts were flayed,
no bodies broken on a day
like today. In any film,
the sunrise tells us everything
will be all right. Danger wouldn’t
dare show up now, dragging
its shadow across the screen.
We talk so much of light, please
let me speak on behalf
of the good dark. Let us
talk more of how dark
the beginning of a day is.
