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Rated: E · Book · Personal · #2172808
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
https://www.goodreads.com/work/quotes/1059917-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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March 9, 2021 at 5:21pm
March 9, 2021 at 5:21pm
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Driving down Life's interstate.
I need to stop and rest at times.
The tiredness can become quite great.
As the driver's seat constricts, confines.

My thoughts become so flushing full.
I need relief, a place to pause.
Some grace, relieving nature's pull.
Some grass to walk, and chew that clause.

The scenery, no more a blur,
I open the door to stretch as I stand.
To contemplate, my steps are sure.
The road can wait. I make a plan.

The Welcome Center is a start
as stroll I by brochures, and clear
my mind from driving's rushing part,
and gently thoughts, so new, I steer.

The writing rises in my heart.
Some canvases with landscapes rare.
I sit and write on a pad to start
a treatment, taking readers there.

Some minutes pass, an hour, more
with whizzing cars, my background noise.
The wrens and finches dance before
my joyful heart. Their bliss applies.

With deepest breath released, I go.
The mind refreshed, the heart now full.
Return I to the life I know,
now blessed because of Heaven's pull.


by Jay O'Toole
on March 9th, 2021


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