with the dawn of a new day comes the passing of the old…

..and with it ‘the star of the morning’ also passes. Time to call it. Time of death, 11.21 pm, 6th March, 2011.

In the end, it wasn’t blogging itself that was the problem, nor me as a writer, nor even the fact that hardly anyone read the thing (ok, that had something to do with it). It just took me a while to realise I just didn’t want to do the things I was trying to do with this blog. I had a go, tries a few things, and now I lay down the beautiful, failed experiment and wish you well with your own blogs and lives and things.

Merry Christmas

He will be great
 and will be called the Son of the Most High,
 and the Lord God will give Him
the throne of His father David.
 He will reign over the house of Jacob forever,
 and His kingdom will have no end.  Luke 1:32-33

Merry Christmas everyone! I hope you’re well and celebrating the true meaning behind this precious day. I guess my prayer is that you won’t see the busyness, commercialism, weird relatives arriving and gaudy popification of carols as a reason to become cynical and hard, as so many do, but instead rejoice at this – that the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, that we might see his glory, full of grace and truth. He was born that day that he would die our death, take up the throne of God’s Kingdom, and bring us out of spiritual darkness into and under his good rule. I definitely know that without him the dark night of my heart was black indeed – but a light has defiinitely dawned. I pray that’s true of you too.

God bless, have a safe and happy one.

interesting quote

Even in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be original: whereas if you simply try to tell the truth (without caring twopence how often it has been told before) you will, nine times out of ten, become original without ever having noticed it.

C.S. Lewis

…interesting…

jesus in islam

Creatively told. Video keeps you in.

poem

As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame;
   As tumbled over rim in roundy wells
   Stones ring; like each tucked string tells, each hung bell’s
Bow swung finds tongue to fling out broad its name;
Each mortal thing does one thing and the same:
   Deals out that being indoors each one dwells;
   Selves – goes itself: myself it speaks and spells,
Crying What I do is me: for that I came.

I say more: the just man justices;
   Keeps grace: that keeps all his goings graces;
Acts in God’s eye what in God’s eye he is -
   Christ. For Christ plays in ten thousand places,
Lovely in limbs, in eyes not his
   To the Father through the field of men’s faces.

Gerard Manly Hopkins

hiatus

To all/any who read this – on blog hiatus because of exam prep. Hopefully back soon

new ‘about’ page

here

love your work

R

quote of the week

God, who foresaw your tribulation, has specially armed you to go through it, not without pain but without stain.

C.S. Lewis

blogging and stuffs

blogging

Never before have so many people with so little to say said so much to so few.

 

I saw this quote recently and it resonated with me. But even so, I’m back. For now. Perhaps I’m actually a bit of a masochist. Perhaps I truly believe that my thoughts will make some deep and eternal impact on someone. Probably I got seduced by a new background theme. Still, dumping all previous attempts to generate a vibrant, high turnover blog with a large and engaged ‘readership’ which led to many, many trivial and even stupid and rude posts I regret (and many more half-drafts), I will have one more go at the venerable role of social scribe, despite the cynical jibes of my friend with his succesful blog, attempting to put what thoughts I have to words whenever it is impressed on me to do so, which at the very least will be helpful to me and, who knows, perhaps to you too.

Don’t laugh, Pete.

quote of the week

Lord, if any have to die this day, let it be me, for I am ready

- Billy Bray