"See another new morning come and say it's not a sacrament - I tell you that it can't be done." Especially when the dark lasts, whatever kind of dark it is, when the morning comes, it is a sacrament to be celebrated. Here's to mornings.
"Oh freddled gruntbuggly, Thy micturations are to me As plurdled gabbleblotchits On a lurgid bee. Groop, I implore thee, my foonting turlingdromes And hooptiously drangle me With crinkly bindlewurdles, Or I will rend thee in the gobberwarts with my blurglecruncheon, See if I don't!"
The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams
I guess the dark will inevitably come for a time, but it only takes a little light to dispel the darkness. I will pray for light to shine on you today.
You're up way to late, hey wait so am I! It's been a real long night I gotta go to bed, this pastor business is more than working just on Sundays!
ReplyDelete"See another new morning come and say it's not a sacrament - I tell you that it can't be done." Especially when the dark lasts, whatever kind of dark it is, when the morning comes, it is a sacrament to be celebrated. Here's to mornings.
ReplyDeleteAnd now, some bad Vogon poetry:
ReplyDelete"Oh freddled gruntbuggly,
Thy micturations are to me
As plurdled gabbleblotchits
On a lurgid bee.
Groop, I implore thee, my foonting turlingdromes
And hooptiously drangle me
With crinkly bindlewurdles,
Or I will rend thee in the gobberwarts with my blurglecruncheon,
See if I don't!"
The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams
I guess the dark will inevitably come for a time, but it only takes a little light to dispel the darkness. I will pray for light to shine on you today.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the poems, prayers, and (insert other "p" word for the remainder) pundits. Yesterday was a loooooooong day. But it's over.
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