Greetings Dear Reader,
I do not wish this to sound maudlin or like a complaint. To some, any discussion of vulnerability or difficulty will seem a complaint. There are also those who know my heart and that is enough. My friend Tripp was such an encouragement to me yesterday because he really saw me and my need.
I am not discouraged but my restlessness and desire to be solo in my endeavors has been strong of late. I have learned not to force the issue. I have learned not to manipulate circumstances to my will but, rather, to submit them all to the Father. I have ruined enough by failing to wait on the Father.Still, today I am longing for freedom to write always and for Project Tortoiseshell to be complete so that I may be in the many places I wish to be. I am not unhappy, Too many confuse longing and unhappiness. As I sat in the evening breeze tonight and prayed, I saw how beautiful it is to be in the hand of the Father. I do need encouragement and prayer. I see progress but I am not always as patient as I should be in things.
I will keep doing my part and await the realization of the vision the Father has given me. I will attempt to love the Father and all others more deeply and with greater fervor. I will continue to share my thoughts and questions with you, Dear Reader. For today, I will also be vulnerable to that part of my heart the yearns for things beyond this place and time. I thank you for your kindness and understanding.
The Road Goes Ever On and On – J.R.R. Tolkien – Performed by CamillasChoice
Pursuing it with
eager feet,
Until it joins some
larger way
Where many paths
and errands meet.
And whither then? I
cannot say.
The Road goes ever
on and on
Out from the door
where it began.
Now far ahead the
Road has gone,
Let others follow
it who can!
Let them a journey
new begin,
But I at last with
weary feet
Will turn towards
the lighted inn,
My evening-rest and
sleep to meet.
Roads go ever on
and on,
Over rock and under
tree,
By caves where
never sun has shone,
By streams that
never find the sea;
Over snow by winter
sown,
And through the
merry flowers of June,
Over grass and over
stone,
And under mountains
in the moon.
Roads go ever on
and on
Under cloud and
under star,
Yet feet that
wandering have gone
Turn at last to
home afar.
Eyes that fire and
sword have seen
And horror in the
halls of stone
Look at last on
meadows green
And trees and hills
they long have known.
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,
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.”
(͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)Every human story is part of the
great story that leads to the Father getting everything back to Good.
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