Garden Bothy
Well, I’ve been too busy to post something here for awhile. But it appears this may be my 60th posting since I started practising writing for this thing called a BLOG. My thoughts and attempts at prose are basically scattered, not earth shattering, and certainly for this post none too profound.
After a hotter than usual weekend (from our corner of the world at least) and as we walked back from church yesterday, I realised a few things. Perhaps realisation occurred because I was recently honoured by an extended good visit with a long-lost friend from the US, or because our usually sparse summer attendance at church had burgeoned due to a visit by a huge family from America who’s name bears the name of our village and they just know that at one time in history they used to own the place. As I’m the token American here, one of the church wardens excitedly introduced me to them as ‘our homely American’, not comprehending that in American English the meaning of ‘homely’ takes on a slightly different nuance in UK English. (US = plain or unattractive; UK = warm and friendly) I tried to keep on smiling, but when we got home I snuck a quick peek in the mirror to see if aging is doing anything to alter the smiles within.
If you’re reading this and should like to share some additions, please do!
There comes a time when we…
- appreciate who we are
- need no premium placed upon what we do to feel valued
- are content with where we live and what we have
- live passions produced by intrinsic God-instilled gifts
- enjoy time with family and friends
- extend hospitality to travelers new on our path
- give quietly
- share generously before thinking of benefits in return
- serve others graciously and humbly
- value the sacred
- worship God only
