Mysterious Glimmer 3ww

He ignored the mysterious glimmer, and instead took the fatal and well trodden path of the impartial man.

Honour isn't easy 3ww

The honourable way is fraught with nocturnal terrors, creeping up in the night, doubt seeping into the soul, weeping misery in the storm, sweeping away the wonder of the stars with reckless disdain.

Let's make them beautiful

My heart lies in a place unknown.

As I have been reading a little bit about St Francis I have rediscovered some of what I am passionate about. I have relearnt that God cares for the poor, the sick, the destitute, the broken. I have recalled why I wept over these things once upon a time. And yesterday I wept once more.


Chasing Francis has been a challenging book for me. Wonderfully written and brilliantly told the story unfolds in a majestic challenge to the Christian who has forgotten the way is Jesus. As mentioned in an earlier post the book explores pilgrimage. As the main character, Chase, is coming to the end of his pilgrimage he tells his guide that he must leave in two days. In response his guide says,


"Let's make them beautiful."

 These four words brought me to tears. I had forgotten what it is like to call a day beautiful. I used to drive to work singing, "This is the day that the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad in it." I lost something of this joy recently. It ebbed away as I carried on working in my own strength, trusting to my own skills and my own knowledge. Instead, I need to turn to Christ, to kneel at his feet and find joy in supplication once more. I need to remember that each day can be beautiful, that each moment is as beautiful as I make it. As I step into tomorrow and the day after I am thinking to myself, "Let's make them beautiful."