Milestone ~ Morning and Evening ~ Evening

Greetings Dear Reader,

I lived the day as if it were the kind of day I long for my routine life to echo.  I arose at my normal time, even though some friends thought I would sleep in today.  I did my Bible reading, prepared first breakfast, wrote my BLOG and went out for my prayer time. 

This is the usual start to my Monday through Friday.  Today, however, after that I lived what I long for daily.  I spent the morning writing, editing, and marketing.  I spent the afternoon visiting friends, talking of ways to love the Father more deeply, and being kind to people who needed it.  Dinner was a quiet time with family and kind words spoken to me.  My family offered blessings for my coming year that were beautiful and encouraging.

Other blessings throughout the day included getting to speak with my younger Son.  A friend making time to come pray with me at Morning prayer, another friend arising early to wish me a happy birthday.  All told it was a peaceful and fulfilling birthday.  My friend with whom I share this day and I have compared notes as we fielded the birthday wishes offered personally and on social media.

I long for the day when my income only comes from my writing and I am free to be where I wish, caring for the needs of those who I can; following the Wind where he wishes me to be.  Perhaps the many things in the pipe will make it so.

As I close this day with pipe and bowl, I wish to thank you for your kindness and love along the way.  The journey is rich and beautiful whether the day is bright and fair or cold and raining like today.   Your presence, the one we follow, and the journey itself make it so Dear Reader.  

Tomorrow, we will take up the thoughts and questions that lead us home.  We will return to the path having marked this milestone.  We shall begin by taking a look at something that will help us become lovingly unoffendable.  I warn you that in the midst of all this beauty and grace we share, this effort becomes challenging and dangerous.

I will light my Cavendish and sip my Writer’s Tears whilst I ponder the evening and you Dear Reader.  Sitting by the fire, I will dream of the things that we can find as we journey.  I am thankful for you.  I treasure our time together.  I love you.

I Sit Beside the Fire and Think – J.R.R. Tolkien – Performed by CamillasChoice

I sit beside the fire and think of all that I have seen,

Of meadow-flowers and butterflies in summers that have been

Of yellow leaves and gossamer in autumns that there were,

With morning mist and silver sun and wind upon my hair

I sit beside the fire and think of how the world will be

When winter comes without a spring that I shall ever see

For still there are so many things that I have never seen,

In every wood in every spring, there is a different green

I sit beside the fire and think of people long ago,

Of people who will see a world that I shall never know

But all the while I sit and think of times there were before

I listen for returning feet and voices at the door

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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Milestone ~ Morning and Evening ~ Morning

Greetings Dear Reader,

My pastor in Madison and I share a birthday.  He has announced his retirement next year.  I also share a birthday with my closest friend, he is eight years my senior.  He turns sixty today.

My friend and I were discussing the many changes we have seen in the last year.  We speak almost daily of the many good things we have in life.  We talk about the adventures yet to come.  Our conversations are almost always hopeful and positive.

He was telling me that he used to be very demanding about his birthday and it was a cause of stress for his family.  Then, he said this to me about ten years ago.  “What if we adopted the attitude that we will see who celebrates us, even in the smallest way, and be thankful for that?”

It has been quite the experiment.  There are still wants and desires associated with this annual mark.  I have learned though that part of faith and following is giving those up and finding gratitude in what is instead of hurt in what is not.  When the day rolls around, I long to live it well.  I long to show gratitude for the last year by living the next one better.  Your company is always welcome when I celebrate, Dear Reader.  I am very thankful for you.

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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Second Thoughts – The Battle for Everything

Greetings Dear Reader,

Sometimes I will end the day with thoughts that are important to get out.  Usually I just write them and put them in my journal folder.  I have chosen that on occasion I will share them with you Dear Reader.

Every now and then something breaks.   It is deep down inside me and I can hear the crack and tear of heart and spirit.  Old voices long silenced by faith and following bellow from the depths reminding me that following Christ is a choice.  Unfortunately, it is a choice I must make every day.   

Some days, as in when the thing inside gets broken, are harder than others.   There are reassurances and epithets that others offer to make it better.   They are often lemon juice on the gaping paper cut.  I hit inconsolable moments where a tattered spirit and broken heart are all I seem to have. 

I hit one of those rifts in the universe of my journey over the last couple of weeks.  I still enjoyed Christmas and my time away from work writing and creating.   The wound, however, is still there.   Perhaps it is just that I am out of resources in certain areas.  Perhaps it is that I farther down the path but not further along the journey.   Perhaps it is that I am so saddened by the dangerous changes I see in the world. 

Likely I just need to give more of my inner workings over to Christ and allow him to carry me for a bit.   I love my Children and Grandchildren dearly.   They are solace when I get those moments of harmony with them.   They are beautiful creations of the Father and I delight in them.

Still I must explore the wound and see if I can find a way to mend.  “Something inside me is breaking.  Something inside says there’s somewhere better than this...”

If God Made You - Five for Fighting

Hey Kid... Your time has come to change

Though I need you more than I've needed anyone in any way tonight

Hey Kid... I know it won't be long

The Captain's calling...come to see you back where we belong

Something inside me is breaking

Something inside says there's somewhere better than this...

Sunset sailing on April skies

Bloodshot fire clouds in her eyes

I can't say what I might believe

But if God made you he's in love with me

Hey Kid...Do wishes count at all

Can you give me a sign...give me anything I won't tell a soul you told

Hey Kid...Will you hold me when I sleep

Will you find me when the tide decides that I got to leave

Something inside me is breaking

Something inside says there's somewhere better than this...

Sunset sailing on April skies

Bloodshot fire clouds in her eyes

I can't say what I might believe

But if God made you he's in love with me

Sunset sailing on April skies

Bloodshot fire clouds in your eyes

I can't say what I might believe

But if God made you he's in love with me

Something inside me is breaking

Something inside says there's somewhere better than this my love

Sunset sailing on April skies

Bloodshot fire clouds in her eyes

I can't say what I might believe

But if God made you he's in love with me

Sunset sailing on April skies

Bloodshot fire clouds in your eyes

I can't say what I might believe

But if God made you... he's in love with me...

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 home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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Already and the not yet – Wishes, Dreams, and Visions

Greetings Dear Reader,

I aspire to some grand things.  Apparently I am optimistic and believe in the impossible.  I start with the idea that everyone it worth knowing.  I proceed from the assumption that I can be friends with almost anyone. 

Some of my dreams have already been realized.  Others have died in my arms.  Some were murdered by others who I thought shared them.  Dreams turn our already into a better not yet if we build them.  Visions lead us to better places if we follow them in line with Christ.

In the journey back to God he wishes us to be what we are created to be.  God promises that if we are loyal to him in the already he will give us the desires of our heart in the not yet.  We have to live and move in Christ to find the things that make us who we are created to be. 

The Father has built into me things that are amazing and beautiful.  I must get out of the way and let him build those things in me.  I must pursue Christ and the dreams I have in him.  I must turn my already into a not yet that embraces Christ and my visions.

As I said in the first post on this subject it is part of my preparation for Advent.  I have Christmas dreams that are idealistic and buildable all at once.  I try to celebrate Christ every day. 

This Christmas Day – Trans-Siberian Orchestra

So tell me Christmas are we wise

To believe in things we never see

Are Prayers just wishes in disguise

And are these wishes being granted me

For now I see the answering

To every prayer I've prayed

She's coming home this Christmas Day

So tell me Christmas are we kind

More this day than any other day

Or is it only in our mind

And must it leave when you have gone away

It's different now, It's changed somehow

And now you're here to stay

She's coming home this Christmas Day

And all at once the world

It doesn't seem the same

In a single night

You know it all has changed

Everything is now how it should be

I have the ornament

I have the perfect tree

I have a string of lights

I have a chance to see

Everything that my heart thought could be

For of all the dreams

You were the first I knew

And every other one

Was a charade of you

You stayed close when I was far away

And in the darkest night

You always were the star

Who always took us in

No matter who we are

So she's coming home this Christmas Day

Merry Christmas, Merry Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas, Merry Merry Christmas

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 home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”

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