Letter 4396
I stand on new ground. My roots grasp new soil.
My face is turned to a new sun.
My skin feels a new breeze. There is a new scent in the air.
What will become of the old days and ways? A shed skin, left on the ground, forgotten as I trudge brightly into the forest.
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Shall I spare a thought for what was, even under the new skies?
O merciful Lord, that you rescued me with all this newness!
Consider:
Can I feel the new all around me?
Reading:
❖ “The world is charged with the grandeur of God… There lives the dearest freshness deep down things.” — Gerard Manley Hopkins, “God’s Grandeur”
❖ “Let nothing disturb thee, nothing affright thee; all things are passing; God never changeth. Patient endurance attaineth to all things.” — Teresa of Ávila, Nada te turbe
❖ “Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new.” — 2 Corinthians 5:17 (KJV)
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~B.R.
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