A short note on the passing of time: I started this blog ten years ago this week, and, once I got going, have posted every day since then. Some of you have been with me since those early days, and I thank you for your support and encouragement. I am very grateful to everyone who stops by, even if just once.
I post to remind myself to begin anew every day and hope that the thoughts selected help you see the world in new and fresh ways too.
That old September feeling, left over from school days, of summer passing, vacation nearly done, obligations gathering, books and football in the air… Another Fall, another turned page: there was something of jubilee in that annual autumnal beginning, as if last year’s mistakes had been wiped clean by summer.
Abba Poemen said about Abba Pior that every single day he made a fresh beginning.
Abba Poemen, Egyptian monk, (c. 340–450)