Letter 4454

How bright the torch I bear, how bright the flame. With pride, I hold it aloft and stride ahead. The dark night is held at bay in a pool of light.
Burning brightly, but for how long? The journey will last through the night, but will my torch? Where then will be my reason for pride?
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Could I but husband my resources more carefully, I would have more than enough. Let me not wave my torch, let pride not walk before reason.
Consider:
Can I have humility today?
Reading:
❖ “My candle burns at both ends; it will not last the night; but ah, my foes, and oh, my friends — it gives a lovely light!” — Edna St. Vincent Millay, “First Fig”
❖ “He is truly great who is little in himself, and makes no account of any height of honor.” — Thomas à Kempis, The Imitation of Christ
❖ “And what doth the Lord require of thee, but to do justly, and to love mercy, and to walk humbly with thy God?” — Micah 6:8 (KJV)
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~B.R.



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