It's hard to know why I hold out in hope, sometimes, and do my best to maintain a life of practiced discipline.
Ooohhh, practiced discipline...sounds important and super-pretentious, yeah?
It actually just means I try to stay involved in stuff that I have no rational hope of completing, and stay involved every day, mind and body.
I mean, no rational hope does not rule out miracles, right?
I know the end is coming,
and Death will be here soon
for I hear a distant drumming
from the far side of the Moon.
My body's grown so tired;
there's blood in all I do,
and it's hard to be inspired
with the bad things coming true.
But I will not stop fighting
though the reason's long forgot
in the thunder and the lightning
of a night that's come so fraught.
One day all may be revealed,
but till then, by God's love I'm sealed.
Music from Mike and the Mechanics, with All I Need Is A Miracle.
Thanks to Carol Ashby, Blessed Are The Pure Of Heart is back on Kindle, and will be available in paperback soon.
Friends are everything. I couldn't have done it.
Below are my recent releases on Kindle -please excuse their presence in the body of the blog. I haven't the energy to get them up as 'buttons' in the sidebar. You can click on the covers to go to the Amazon links.