Wednesday, January 28, 2009 12:01:08 AM

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"Perfect Actions"

 

Journey Flows

 

 

Who shall I say sent me?

 

It is late and must get ready for an ocean journey to my family who has loved me. Perhaps I will return after the eclipse. 

 

(Two days later) I found a faint signal from a local wireless Internet port. I am typing this from a distant main land city of Mokpo where I began my life here in Korea 10+ years ago. This trip brings my life and times here to a full circle and firmed up the reality of dyslexia in a life halted in childhood. My entire web page has been waiting for an editor and I finally found the prefect editor to correct the many mistakes I missed after reading my web pages 30 times over or more.

 

I am supposed to wake up tomorrow and take a ship back to the island that has been my home for the last ten years. This trip will most likely bring me to a count down that I have no control over. I see lives precious to me being laid on the track of a blade that can split atoms. It is all I hope for and all I have feared.

 

Januaruy 27, 2009

 

On a tiny signal from a local wirelsss IP access point I disconnect and prapare to board a ship for the place that has the first and last point of arrival.

 

  

 

 

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It Begins In Light

 

English Lessons

from the days when

Meaning was Conveyed Gracefully

 

The Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.--PS. cxxi. 8.

Lord, Thou hast been our dwelling-place in all generations.--PS. xc. 1.

 

 

With grateful hearts the past we own;
The future, all to us unknown,
We to Thy guardian care commit,
And peaceful leave before Thy feet.

P. DODDRIDGE.

 

We are like to Him with whom there is no past or future, with whom a day is as a thousand years, and a thousand years as one day, when we do our work in the great present, leaving both past and future to Him to whom they are ever present, and fearing nothing, because He is in our future as much as He is in our past, as much as, and far more than we can feel Him to be, in our present. Partakers thus of the divine nature, resting in that perfect All-in-all in whom our nature is eternal too, we walk without fear, full of hope and courage and strength to do His will, waiting for the endless good which He is always giving as fast as He can get us able to take it in.

G. MACDONALD.

 

 
 
 

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