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We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life.
"Failures, repeated failures, are finger posts on the road to achievement.
One fails forward toward success."

C. S. Lewis

"I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen:
not only because I see it,
but because by it I see everything else."

C. S. Lewis

I have come home at last!
This is my real country!
I belong here.
This is the land
I have been looking for all my life,
though I never knew it till now...
Come further up, come further in!

― C.S. Lewis, The Last Battle

“The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.”

J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

“All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.”

J.R.R. Tolkien

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January 14, 2023 at 1:42pm
January 14, 2023 at 1:42pm
The days of rush have come and gone.
Our food's prepared at a slower pace.
We meet with friends more one by one.
Here's cloudy breath from colder face.

Each song we choose to fully hear
is savored in a graceful heart.
Each peaceful moment, joyful clear
has a calendar, that says, "Just start."

Through holidays our hearts may wish
to find a silent corner, rare,
enjoying nightly flavors swish,
relax the mind, release the care,

But many nights the parties call.
White elephants may fill the room
as peaceful moments somewhere do fall.
December dates so quickly ZOOM!

Relaxed we breathe of Janu-air-y.
The pace becomes more "day-by-day."
Most folks seem a little wary
of those, who speak of Christmas play.

I bid thee stop and think it through,
"Is it not nice in peaceful joy
to share these moments, overdue,
that beautiful music doth employ?

I listen, now, and type away
to Christmas songs by LSO.
London Symphony Orchestra plays
the sounds, that make me stronger go.

December's pace may give us angst
as rest may flee from us anon,
In new year's silence give we thanks,
'til twelve months "leaves" are fin'lly gone.

by Jay O’Toole
on January 14th, 2023

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