Nature is a beautiful thing – it does what it needs to do when it needs to do it.
Daniela Ruah
Big gusts of wind again. Perfect weather to be standing on a ladder 10 feet up wrestling a 16 foot 2x 10. Looks like more delays. I get the feeling God doesn’t want me to go up there yet. Like the cat boxes and a hundred other things, it needs doing.
Wind or not I went out and did work, it may not look like much, but it was. Two hours of stretching muscles that shouldn’t be stretched. Two hours of hanging off the deck and putting bolts and screws through wood that didn’t want them. All that time butt crack hanging out due to sweatpants that have given up their elastic. The wind has picked up the gusts are stronger, I needed to take a break. Thank God and nature, because I was sore. I am happy with the progress I made, even if it is not completed. I am closer than I was. Soon I hoped I would be putting up those rafters.
They’re Back
Carry on my wayward son or daughter Past or future
Carry on, my wayward son
There’ll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don’t you cry no more
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
I was soaring ever higher
But I flew too high
Though my eyes could see, I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think, I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I’m dreaming
I can hear them say
There’ll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don’t you cry no more
My charade is the event of the season
And if I claim to be a wise man, well
It surely means that I don’t know
On a stormy sea of moving emotion
Tossed about, I’m like a ship on the ocean
I set a course for winds of fortune
But I hear the voices say
There’ll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don’t you cry no more, no
Carry on, nothing equals the splendor
Now your life’s no longer empty
Surely heaven waits for you
There’ll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don’t you cry, don’t you cry no more
Bonus for reading this far
Thank you, RJ you are an amazing young lady. If the Chinese rocket fell on my head today (Google it). I would die a happy and better man just for knowing you. No matter what happens in life, live happy and strong and don’t let the bullies in life beat you down. Thank you for your letter it was touching I am and always will be proud of you. Let your smile light up the world, it needs u most right now.
This poem has helped me in tough times. I hope it will help u. It is called the Desiderata if u ever need to find it online.
GO PLACIDLY amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment, it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be. And whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
By Max Ehrmann © 1927
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