"This, then is our desert: to live facing despair, but not to consent. To trample it down under hope in the Cross. To wage war against despair unceasingly. That war is our wilderness. If we wage it courageously, we will find Christ at our side. If we cannot face it, we will never find him."
Wednesday, 10 November 2010
Rivers
On my study calendar for November is a picture of a rowing boat with this quotation underneath:
"What makes a river so restful to people is that it doesn't have any doubt - it is sure to get where it is going, and it doesn't want to go anywhere else."
We could say the same about the Saints.
Anyway, it's an excuse for an autumnal picture of two of our local rivers - in the middle distance below the woods, the Wye at low tide and on the horizon, the Severn, leading to the sea The photo was taken from a local parish beauty spot, the Eagle's Nest.
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Love your Eagle's Nest photo Father. Two rivers flowing into one. Hmmm!
ReplyDeleteThey are! But, as you see from the photograph, the Wye takes a fairly winding route through very steep cliffs until almost the very moment it reaches the larger river.
ReplyDeleteWhy, oh Wye can't I?
ReplyDelete- Yet perhaps I can! Others too, D.V.
I'm not sure about you, but I was just talking about the view in the photograph <:)
ReplyDeleteDoes that make me a troll? :<(
ReplyDeleteNo, nor a chimney sweep!
ReplyDelete<:)
ReplyDeleteThe river flows
ReplyDeleteIt flows to the sea
Wherever that river goes
That's where I want to be
Flow river flow
Let your waters wash down
Take me from this road
To some other town
(Roger McGuinn and The Byrds, 1969)
Simon Cotton