Greetings Dear Reader,
After a brief
review of the topics I had jotted down to ponder in this part of our journey, I
realized that even though I could discuss this for weeks you may not wish to do
so. There are also other ponderings weighing
on my spirit and mind. I want to draw
out a few things that I wish to carry into the west.
I would not want
you to think that I see Hobbits as flawless.
Even the noblest of us has flaws.
We have much to learn from these wee folk that translates readily to
life. We are on this journey that we did
not choose but was chosen for us. We,
like Bilbo, landed in the middle of a story filled with danger and wonder.
We have the
opportunity to learn from the success and failure of others. We can grow to understand that love can lead
us in many directions and on many adventures.
Without love, however, those journeys become unbearable. If we love the wrong things they become
dangerous and harmful.
Bilbo and the other
Hobbits love their home and people.
Their adventures benefit the whole of their people and by extension all
people of their world. They set out the
door from their cozy Hobbit hole into the wide unknown. All that they carry to begin with is a
determination to follow where the path leads.
Our call is really
that simple. Our adventure lies so far
beyond our understanding as we pursue it.
We are not even always sure about what is around the next bend. We do have the power to pursue all that we
must if we do so in love. We can endure
the goblins, spiders, and dragons if it means that we have the opportunity to
show our love to our fellow travelers.
Ultimately though,
our adventure will turn to that unknown path to that Undiscovered Country. We will eventually pass into the West and our
adventure here will end. Only our
choices to love and be loved will endure.
Only the love we carry here will pass beyond that horizon with us. We are given great stories like this one to
remind us that even the best thing here is fleeting and temporary.
You, Dear Reader, are
part of what I will take with me. I will
love you with every word I type and try to find ways to show it from my meager
resources to do so. Please find your
courage to love others at any cost. It
is the price of peace and joy in our journey together. Even the darkest days can be lighted with the
love we carry if we choose it.
As I turn toward
the next road I will take, I notice that each turn nudges me westward. I hope to share a few more tales before the
ship comes for me. In the meantime, I
will continue to try to hone my skill at showing you the love that we have from
Christ and urging you to follow him with me.
Into the West - CamillasChoice
Lay down
Your sweet and
weary head
The night is
falling
You have come to
journey's end
Sleep now
And dream of the
ones who came before
They are calling
From across the
distant shore
Why do you weep?
What are these
tears upon your face?
Soon you will see
All of your fears
will pass away
Safe in my arms
You're only
sleeping
What can you see
On the horizon?
Why do the white
gulls call?
Across the sea
A pale moon rises
The ships have come
to carry you home
And all will turn
To silver glass
A light on the
water
All Souls pass
Hope fades
Into the world of
night
Through shadows
falling
Out of memory and
time
Don't say
We have come now to
the end
White shores are
calling
You and I will meet
again
And you'll be here
in my arms
Just sleeping
And all will turn
To silver glass
A light on the
water
Grey ships pass
Into the West
Wishing you joy in
the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus
said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of
Christ’s rule of the universe is like a homeowner. He liberally hands out new
and old things from his great treasure store.”
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