Rainy Monday Gratitude

Gratitude:

Rain instead of snow.

Lauren Winner's Writer's Workshop.
Excellent teaching. Lovely to meet
an author who is passing her craft
to others. Amazing mind. ( more in
another blog on what I learned)

Mission's Conference this week at our
church. The atmosphere is festive.
The air is full of the Spirit. The sounds
have foreign dialects.

Beauty of the past as we went on a field
trip to a museum for a tour of Renaissance
Paintings. Churches are not the same today.
Beauty has become plain.

Good worldview in Larkrise to Candleford.
Emma and I are watching Series 2 on Youtube.
The inner struggles surface in short amounts
of time on film. The writers show transformation
so well. I wish I could give such wisdom as Emma
Timmons or her husband Robert. "What is love"
is what Robert is asked to define. He thinks so deeply
to finally say: it is himself being himself with Emma.
Always. Laura gives him a poetry book
and he finally defines love by reading
Shakespeare's Sonnet 116:

Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Admit impediments. Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds,

Or bends with the remover to remove:

O no! it is an ever-fixed mark

That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wandering bark,

Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

Within his bending sickle's compass come:

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

If this be error and upon me proved,

I never writ, nor no man ever loved.


 William Shakespeare   
(1564 - 1616)