Wednesday, December 18, 2019

7 Days Before Christmas

                                                                Everyday is a brand new day,
                                                               everyday is a journey

The task Thy wisdom hath assigned,
    Oh, let me cheerfully fulfil;
  In all my works Thy presence find,
    And prove Thine acceptable will.

Each day comes with an adventure. It may not always be a great adventure, but an adventure it is. My adventure today consisted of tidying up my "everything room" into some kind of order. Unfortunately, this has to be done quite regularly for me to be able to just move around in it.

So welcome to my chaos! This is what I will be working on for the rest of the day. My main goal will be to separate the bins into two types of yarn: The cake and the regular skeins. I do have a goal in mind for better organization and I hope I will be able to get it done this year. That is coming up in my 2020 blog in a few days. Well, I better get to it.

Have a blessed day everyone.

Tuesday, December 17, 2019

8 Days Before Christmas.

                                                 Everyday is a brand new day, everyday is a journey.

My crown is in my heart,
 not on my head:
Not decked with diamonds
and Indian Stones,
Nor to be seen.
 My crown is called content.
A crown it is that seldom kings enjoy.

It's been awhile since I had to use a seamstress let alone a dry cleaners. Emily's zipper on her Winter coat wasn't working properly, kept snagging and eventually stopped working altogether. Honestly, that coat is not even a year old. That zipper should have still worked fine, but unfortunately, things are not made the way they used to be. The quality is just not there. Working in manufacturing, I have learned that companies are always looking to cut costs.

Have I mentioned how much I am enjoying my time off?

It's not what I am doing that is bringing me so much relaxation, but the leisurely way I am doing it. There is no rush, no urgency in the way like when I am at work. This morning, Emily made some vegan bacon and eggs. Delicious! I also dug out two of our Christmas decorations: The tiny fiber optic Christmas tree and our candy cane door hanger.


Being home, I made a decision to go do some thrifting by visiting the Salvation Army and the Resale Shoppe in our neighborhood. I would always run in and out, heading directly to the crafting area part of the stores. This afternoon, I strolled through each of these stores, really taking in what they had to offer. What a difference! I was able to find a great little journal and an interesting book. I even tried on some jeans, but then saw my own reflection in the dressing room. Why do those mirrors never flatter our figures? A;ways the opposite.

We have been enjoying supper together usually watching a movie or show afterwards. Emily goes to bed a lot earlier since she has to be up around 2 a.m. and that means I am left alone to do some crocheting or paperwork. It has been nice, real nice and the thought that it will end after the Holidays dismays me terribly.Somehow, I have never worked a daily shift like normal people where I would be home in the evening. I like it . . . a lot.

Have a blessed day everyone.

Monday, December 16, 2019

9 Days Before Christmas

                                                               Everyday is a brand new day, everyday is a journey.

In the end,
it's not the years in your life,
 but the life in the years.
Abraham Lincoln

Isn't that the truth? My quality of life is so very important to me. I don't want to be just living out my years. That's not how I see my life. I want to spend my life doing what I enjoy the most . . .Ministry. Blogging. 

This morning, I was up and running after 6 a.m. I spent the night tossing and turning, unable to sleep. I certainly didn't feel I was living my best life at that point. After running around doing one errand after another, the rest of the day was spent cleaning. The next thing I knew it was evening and the day was over. 

In fact, my first week off from work hasn't been any better. Nope. I have spent the majority of my time off preparing several boxes of donations to send off via the post office. I got my flu shot finally and finished all my Christmas cards. Now I am in the process of digging out my tiny Christmas tree and my candy cane to hang on my front door. 

Seriously, where has the time gone? My intentions were to sit at home working on my files, paperwork and writing. Of course, crocheting is always included. I didn't even want to leave the apartment. This always happens, by the way. Whenever I have some time off, the first few days I spend running around.

All is not lost. There are still plenty of days left to enjoy all the things I so love. Until tomorrow, my friends.

Have a blessed day everyone.

Sunday, December 15, 2019

Successes And Failures Of 2019

                                                                  Everyday is a brand new day,
                                                                  everyday is a journey.

There is not time for hate,
 O wasteful friend.
Put hate away until the ages end
.Have you an ancient wound?
 Forget the wrong—
Out in my West a forest loud with song
towers high and green over a field of snow,
Over a glacier buried far below.

As we come to the end of 2019, I find myself reflecting on the past year. As I have said many times, I over analyze things to death. That's the way I am made and one cannot teach an old dog new tricks. It has been a very interesting year and I can honestly say that it has taken me on a journey I never thought I would be on.

Every year in January, I set a goal for myself as the theme for the remainder of the year. There is always something we can work on to improve our situation or wellbeing. This year, what I set as my goal took a different direction than I thought. I wanted to be financially free and I basically ended up taking care of things long left unfinished. So let's see how I did with my successes and failures.

My biggest failure happens to be with my blog. I began the year with such a high number of subscribers and views, but it quickly dwindled to almost half. Some of the reasons I believe were because of my neglect. I experienced writer's block, something that has never happened to me before. I couldn't post on a daily basis any longer. The saying out of sight out of mind really effected my blog. Every time I tried to get back on track, I would fail miserably after a couple of days. Concentration proved difficult as my personal life became more stressed and I couldn't write. Even the content at times was mediocre. That is the truth of it. The blog is a failure.

The Ministry, on the other hand, flourished. I don't know what it is about this Ministry, but it never really suffered in any way. Even when we were short on donations, there was always enough yarn for the month to cover what we needed. We may not have had any excess, but we had just enough. The Ministry is just blessed and I am blessed for it.

Now for the 50/50 and we have a few. My main goal for this year was to be financially free by paying off a few bills. We accomplished a big one earlier in the year. Then we sort of hit a slump. There was no overtime available and we were a bit tired from exerting ourselves full force in the first half. It took a lot to get that paid off and we were left feeling exhausted. Right now, we have a small one that we might be able to write off by the end of December or early January. Well, there is one more and I am not sure when that one will be paid off completely. That's why I'm calling it half'n'half.

Another hit/miss was the YouTube channel. I got it out there, but it wasn't easy and there have been times where I felt I should give it up. Now that it has been a full year, I feel that if I made it through this far, I should continue on. Really, really hard. Probably one of my most difficult challenges thus far I've had to face in a long time. 

So here you have it. This observation of my year is by no way a pity party or a pat on the back for myself. I believe that in order for us to move forward and grow, we need to look honestly in the mirror to acknowledge our part in it. We ask ourselves what worked and what did not in order to improve. Now that an assessment has been made, the next step is an action plan.

Have a blessed day everyone. 

Thursday, December 12, 2019

The Cross In My Pocket

                                                                             Everyday is a brand new day,
                                                                              everyday is a journey.

A good man prolongs his life;
 to be able to enjoy one's past
 life is to live twice.

As the Christmas Season approaches, I find myself becoming bogged down in the details. I need to get the Christmas cards done and mailed. I need to finish my gift shopping. I need to prepare a menu. I need to get the house in order. I need, I need, I need.  It seems that every Holiday begins this way, just a constant list of things I need to get done to make this Holiday as perfect as possible. Jesus entry into this world was far from perfect. He was delivered in a stable on a cold Wintery night. He was laid upon a bed of straw with the animal's breath to keep Him warm. He was the perfect part of this great miracle of life that we received upon His birth. He sealed our salvation upon that cross on Calvary.

The following poem is a small reminder during probably one of the most chaotic and busiest times of the year, what a small Babe in a manger has done for us. I don't know what it is about this poem, but it touches me deeply where I cannot finish the entirety of it without tears welling up. I hope you will enjoy it as much as I have.

The Cross In My Pocket
By: Mrs. Verna Mae Thomas

I carry a cross in my pocket
a simple reminder to me
of the fact that I am a Christian
no matter where I may be.
This little cross is not magic
nor is it a good luck charm.
It isn't meant to protect me
from every physical harm.
When I put my hand in my pocket
to bring out a coin or key
the cross is there to remind me
of the price he paid for me.
It reminds me too, to be thankful
for blessings day by day
and to strive to serve Him better
in all that I do and say.
It's also a daily reminder
of the peace and comfort I share
with all who know my Master
and themselves to His care.
So, I carry a cross in my pocket
reminding no one but me
that Jesus Christ is Lord of my life
if only I'll let Him be. 

Have a blessed day everyone. 

Sunday, December 8, 2019

The Hardest Commandment To Follow

                                                               Everyday is a brand new day,
                                                               everyday is a journey.

He prayeth well who loveth well
    Both man and bird and beast;
  He prayeth best who loveth best
    All things both great and small;
  For the dear God who loveth us,
    He made and loveth all.

The photo above is courtesy of my friend Cindy Alvarado who visited her homeland of Ecuador and brought back these beautiful photos for us to enjoy. 

As the week unfolded to yet another stressful month, I've come to realize a very important fact. The hardest commandment to follow happens to be love thy neighbor. That statement alone does not just include the guy next door, it includes everyone on the planet. Can you love everyone?

It is so easy to love the people we like at work, at home or that nice barista at your local coffee shop that always gets your coffee right. What about the person who has different views on politics, religion, moral values or just plain race? Wait! Don't answer right now. Let's wait until 2020 when the presidential race takes center stage. Will you be able to love THOSE people then? You know which ones I mean. The ones who believe the opposite of you.

I know what you're going to say. Lottie, they are different than us. Not everyone is nice or deserving of my love. That murderer in prison does not deserve my love. That cheating spouse to whom I gave everything does not deserve my love. That awful co-worker who bullies everyone does not deserve my love. You don't know what they have done to me. To my family. To someone I love.

In the Bible we are commanded by Jesus to love our enemies, but yet that is the most difficult task. I am always amazed at people I know who can do that. Yes, they exist, usually they are way older. I believe it has taken them a lifetime of growing spiritually to achieve it. I want to be that person. I really do. I want to love everyone no matter what they have done to me.

It begins, I believe, with forgiveness. We have to allow forgiveness into our hearts on a daily basis. It has to reside inside of us all the time in case we need it immediately. We could be driving along and someone cuts us off. We may have to pull it out instantly and instead of cussing that person out, we have to bless them. Easier said than done. Oh Lord, give me strength. Cover me with Your righteousness and grace. Open my heart to love even the most undeserving as you have loved me. Can you open your heart? Let's try together.

Have a blessed day everyone.

Thursday, December 5, 2019

Simply Breathe

                                                Everyday is a brand new day, everyday is a journey

Make us of one heart and mind;
  Courteous, pitiful, and kind;
  Lowly, meek, in thought and word,
  Altogether like our Lord.

Breathing . . . so simple, right? Then why do we have such a hard time sometimes dealing with the everyday stuff? The stress. The frustrations. The overwhelming schedules that somehow never seem depleted, never finished. During these types of days or weeks, life may seem suffocating. We are left unable to breathe normally as our hearts beat faster and faster with each heavy load.

Once the year is over, I plan on taking a long vacation from goals, planning or any kind of "to do" list. I just want to breathe in and out slowly inhaling everything around me in a leisurely way. This has been one of the most stressful years ever and I am grateful it is finally at an end.

For the past several years, I have been extremely goal oriented in finally getting my life in order. I have procrastinated in many things, stockpiling everything into a folder marked later. I realize that one of the reasons it has been stressful has to do with the fact that I have put things off far too long. When we keep shoving things under the carpet with the mentality of out of sight out of mind, sooner or later we will trip over that mountain of neglect. It's been far too long, my friends. I needed to address many issues that have plagued my life. Having finally done so, I paid for the consequences that followed. I acknowledge and accept my part in this, but I'm also ready to move on.

This coming year, I just want to live as peacefully and uneventfully as possible. Allow me the opportunity to breathe in and take stock of where I am in life. I am so appreciative of all that God has given me, regardless of perhaps the struggle that it required to achieve it. Life may be hard, but it is also rewarding. I look forward to further developing the relationships I hold so dear to my heart and any new ones that may come in the future. We can never be sure of where we are going. God has His own plan for us, so let's enjoy the journey.

Have a blessed day everyone.

Monday, December 2, 2019

Just Share It: Alistair Begg

                                                                            Everyday is a brand new day,
                                                                                everyday is a journey.

The barriers are not erected which
 shall say to aspiring talent, 
"Thus far and no further."

I really had to share this letter from a devotion I receive from Truth For Life. It is difficult for majority of us to believe that people are not allowed to celebrate Christmas across the world. We live in a free Country that exhibits freedom of choice. I came from a Communist Country that has been liberated as recently as the eighties. I remember what that was like living with no freedom liberties and basic restrictions. The following brings home to me how fortunate I am to be able to practice my faith openly. Enjoy.

Dear Friend,
I was six years old when Christmas Day became an official holiday in Scotland! That’s right—1958! Until the 1960s, it was the norm for most people across the country to work as usual if December 25 fell on a weekday. The reason for this was not secular but religious. The Scottish Reformation not only removed the dogma of Roman Catholicism but also frowned upon superstitious celebrations of “Yuletide.” In my own city of Glasgow, even singing a Christmas carol was considered a crime, and in 1640 an Act of Parliament made celebrating Christmas illegal. In my lifetime, the headmaster of a local elementary school in the Scottish Highlands was dismissed for having a Christmas tree in the vestibule.
So try to put yourself in the position of true believers whose commitment to Scripture meant that they must try to stay with the message—“For unto you is born this day … a Savior, who is Christ the Lord”—in the face of all kinds of “superstitious” intrusions. Ironically, we find ourselves in a similar situation, inasmuch as we have to work hard to resist Christmas’s secular, commercial trappings in an endeavor to get to and stay with the“good news of great joy.”
Perhaps you’re already saying to yourself, “This explains why in Disney’s version of Dickens’s A Christmas Carol, Scrooge is cast as a Scotsman.” You may even be fearful that my love for the Reformers has robbed me of real“comfort and joy.”
Do yourselves no harm; I really love Christmas, and for my joyful participation I would probably have been excommunicated from Glasgow Cathedral in 1583. I often wonder what it must be like to celebrate Christmas in countries that are entirely opposed to or closed to the Gospel. The absence of all the outward trappings would cause us to focus entirely on the wonder of Emmanuel, “God with us.”
As Christmas approaches, let’s pray for one another that the Lord Jesus will be increasingly precious to us, that His presence will fill our homes, and that the light of the Gospel will flood our communities.
On behalf of all of us here at Truth For Life, have a blessed and joyous Christmas.
With my love in the Lord Jesus,
Alistair Begg
Have a blessed day everyone. 

Sunday, December 1, 2019

The Ten Day Photo Challenge

                                                                 Everyday is a brand new day,
                                                                 everyday is a journey.

All as God wills, who wisely heeds
    To give or to withhold;
  And knoweth more of all my needs
    Than all my prayers have told.

I've been challenged on Facebook to post for ten days a photo of my life without any explanation, just the photo. Then I had to nominate one person a day for ten days to do the same. I thought it would be pretty cool for me to show them right here on this blog. So whom do I tag? Well, everyone!Here are my ten photos of my life. Enjoy.

So what does your ten days in photo looks like? 

Have a blessed day everyone. 

Saturday, November 30, 2019

A Good Cry

                                                            Everyday is a brand new day, everyday is a journey.

Be patient, suffering soul! I hear thy cry.
The trial fires may glow, but I am nigh.
I see the silver, and I will refine
Until My image shall upon it shine.
Fear not, for I am near, thy help to be;
Greater than all thy pain, My love for thee.
H. W. C.

 When I was a much younger girl, I would have these "good cry weekends" whenever my little heart got broken or I had a very bad work week. I would get some wine or junk food like ice cream and put on some sad songs. I would grab a box of tissues and wail until every last drop of tears was gone. Sometimes, I would even turn on a sad movie or two.

The whole point of these cry sessions was to spend a day or two feeling sorry for myself. It was a time to get rid of any bad emotional trauma so I could begin the next work week anew. Anyone remember having one of these types of weekends?

That was then, this is now. Something has changed within me where I no longer have a need to have a 'good cry" weekend. Believe me, I have tried many times in the past all to no avail. I find that the way I handle things, bad and hurtful things, has changed drastically from the good old days of these crying weekends. So what brought on this change? Well, I think it was a heart change that finally overcame the crying fest.

When I let Christ in and opened my heart to Him, whenever I needed a good cry, I just turned to Him. I don't think I set out to do that, but when I grew in my spiritual walk with Him, that's what happened. I leaned into Him. I cried to Him. I  no longer needed the sad movies or the sad songs. 

I often think back to those days before Christ. Never longingly, I can assure you. I want to keep growing in my Faith, keep learning and keep my heart swelling of Him. The world needs a heart change. I hope you do, too.

Have a blessed day everyone.

Friday, November 29, 2019

Black Friday? Not For Me!

                                                  Everyday is a brand new day, everyday is a journey.

I rest beneath the Almighty's shade,
    My griefs expire, my troubles cease;
  Thou, Lord, on whom my soul is stayed,
    Wilt keep me still in perfect peace.

It's been a long time since I participated in Black Friday deals or shopping of any kind. That's not to say, I wouldn't, just not this year. I don't care for all the madness out there on the roads and in the stores. This is not my idea of shopping. I want to take my time, examine all the items at my leisure without the shoving and pushing of everyone else. 

I'd make one exception and that would be Yarn. If I knew that there was clearance yarn somewhere near my home, especially if it was cake yarn, I just might head out. Might, but no, I will be strong and stay on course to my goal. Our goal for the future. 

Honestly, it goes much deeper than the sales. I find that the older I get, the less I want to go anywhere let alone shopping. The outside world is way too complicated, hectic and at times, quite mean. I want to envelope myself with my crocheting, my books and my shows. I am perfectly happy in my sanctuary, my home. 

Please don't get me wrong. I am all in for sales and saving money. If any of you are among the crowds looking for a great deal, more power to you. I'm thrilled you are taking advantage of the savings, it's just not for me. 

Seclusion is more my game and I yearn for it. I keep remembering a comment that Joyce Meyers made at one of her retreats. She stated that she spends all morning and afternoon being everything to everyone. She loves it, but the evenings are all hers. That's how I feel about my sanctuary here or anywhere I may end up. I value my peace and serenity of my livelihood than any sale out there in the world.

Have fun shopping everyone and may you have a blessed day. 

Thursday, November 28, 2019

A Very Happy Thanksgiving

                                                  Everyday is a brand new day, everyday is a journey.

I want a sober mind, 
A self-renouncing will, 
That tramples down and casts behind 
The baits of pleasing ill; 
A spirit still prepared, 
And armed with jealous care, 
Forever standing on its guard, 
And watching unto prayer. 

This week everywhere I turned there were messages of Thanksgiving and all the things people were grateful for in their lives. It is a very special time in our lives whether we want to admit it or not. I know how I can be regardless of what Holiday we are celebrating. All the days leading up to the particular Holiday is spent in melancholy perspective and reflection. Majority of the time it can be leading into a somber affair.

Once the day arrives, I am completely in the spirit of the occasion and I hope that all of you are too. I sincerely wish all of you a safe, healthy, restful and bountiful Thanksgiving. May all your relationships prosper and the ones that need work, may you begin the process of restoration.

Have a blessed day everyone.

Wednesday, November 27, 2019

What Does Thanksgiving Mean To You?

                                                              Everyday is a brand new day, everyday is a journey

Criticism is helpful. If a man makes a mistake,
 criticism enables him to correct it; 
if he is unjustly criticized, the criticism helps him. 
I have had my share of criticism since
 I have been in public life, 
but it has not prevented me from doing what
 I thought proper to do.
—William Jennings Bryan

Thanksgiving traditions have undergone quite a change in recent years. A normal discussion during this time at my work involves sharing of the meal plan. It has become obvious that people don't really celebrate Thanksgiving in the traditional way anymore. The turkey has been replaced by spare ribs, ham, fish and even the rotisserie chicken. People no longer stick to the menu plan when it comes to the Holidays.

The meal is not the only aspect affected by this new fad of anything goes for the Holidays. Some people choose to eat out in restaurants. They also dress down, usually in their sweats or comfy clothes. Why not? We are at home, we might as well get comfortable. We do that in my home. Nothing wrong with that. It isn't about the clothes anyway, it goes way deeper.

So I began to think to myself, what does Thanksgiving mean to me? Of course, we think about the Pilgrims and the Mayflower. To me, I look back on my year at the successes as well as the failures. I become reflective on all that I have learned either the easy way or the hard way. I become grateful for where I have come out at the end of the year.

It could have been a lot worse, folks. We could have lost someone by either separation, death or illness. We could be out on the street and not a soul to help us. There is nothing worse than the feeling of emptiness and loneliness. Do you have any idea of how many people out there feel exactly like that? Especially on the Holidays?

So Thanksgiving is a moment to look back, reflect and be grateful for where I am at in my life. I want to sit down and break bread with the people I love the most. I want to laugh, I want to share and I want to feel the fullness of my heart. No one wants to be alone. No one wants to go through life alone. No one. So what does Thanksgiving mean to you?

Have a blessed day everyone.

Tuesday, November 26, 2019

The Gathering That Went Missing

                                       Everyday is a brand new day, everyday is a journey.

If happiness has not her seat
And center in the breast,
We may be wise or rich or great,
But never can be blest.
—Robert Burns.

Thanksgiving . . . . such a wonderful time for giving thanks and spending time with family. Yet, there are more sad people than the thankful whenever a Holiday rolls around. Even I am feeling a bit down thinking of all the dinners we would have as a family. Not just my children, but the entire family. Yeah, used to have.

 Remember those dinners involving 20 to 30 people? All of them sitting around tables and chairs that didn't match. There was always the kids table off in a corner somewhere. Even the kids didn't want to sit there. We would all gather, the aunts, the uncles, the cousins, the in-laws. All the people that you only see during the Holidays.

There would be noise and lots of it. Everyone would be talking over each other. After dinner, we would split up into teams and play a game like trivia pursuit or charades. When it was over, the house would look like a tsunami hit it. Everyone would scamper off into their bedrooms wanting to de-stress from all these people. Another successful holiday family gathering was over, until next time.

So how come we don't gather anymore?

That's a good question. I often wondered why that was, but I don't think we are the only family who has stopped doing that. Whenever I mention to people how much I miss these huge family gatherings, they also say the same about their family. Has this become the new Holiday tradition? Only spending time with the intermediate members of your household?

For one thing, people move away from home more now than ever before. They move to another state or several hours away. This is partly the reason within my own family. Secondly, preparing the Holiday meal for 20-30 people can be very taxing. Many families have taken to sharing the load with everyone being designated a certain dish. Thirdly, families fight. This one will not come if that one will be there and so forth. Unfortunately, this is quite normal in all families.

I miss the gatherings. Maybe these feelings of mine are based more on the fact that I am a neutral person. I don't sway one way or another when it comes to family members. I don't choose a side, because in doing so, the family will separate. I don't want separation. I want unity. I want all of us to gather. So how do we unite an entire family? I don't know. You tell me. What would it take for your family to gather? For all of you to come under the same roof and break bread? I really want to know, so tell me.

Have a blessed day everyone.

Friday, November 22, 2019

So Where Am I At With My Health

                                                                 Everyday is a brand new day,
                                                                everyday is a journey.

A soul occupied with great ideas 
 best performs small duties;
 the divinest views of life penetrate
 most clearly into the meanest emergencies;
 so far from petty principles being best 
proportioned to petty trials,
 a heavenly spirit taking up its abode with 
us can alone sustain well the daily toils, 
and tranquilly pass the humiliations of our condition. 

When it comes to my health, my cancer journey, things are basically at a stand still. As far as I know, I am still in remission. All year long, I have been denied any cancer screenings such as a Petscan or a Ct. Scan by my insurance company. Granted that it is a new insurance provider from my workplace. I still expected to have my cancer screenings at least once a year, because I have a recurrent carcinoma.

In fact, my entire cancer team has changed. My Oncologist has moved away to Indiana to a private practice. Two of my chemo nurses have retired for good. The scheduler/receptionist has moved into a new position. My attending nurse has quit. Even the Lab personnel are different. They also have placed me in a new category from an active patient to a survivor. Something new for me to think about for sure. I am a survivor. Everything is new and different. I know nothing about the people attending to me now. It felt odd and out of place at my last oncologist visit.

I've had to come to a peaceful place and accept the fact that my health basically rests in the hands of God Himself. No longer do I show up on a regular basis for screenings. I don't even know when my next appointment will be. This is totally new to me. They took labs from me for a CA125 and a thyroid check. Still, no one has called me back with the results. I am a bit disappointed since my last cancer team spoiled me rotten with great treatment.

You know that change can be a good thing. Maybe, there is something new for me in my life. We never know what is truly behind every corner or every door until we come face to face with it. I still plan on doing all that I can to stay healthy. Diligence is key and so is nutrition. Honestly, I'm not too worried about the future. If I get to live awhile longer, that's great. If I should die a lot sooner, then I will be in Heaven. Either way, it's a win win.

Have a blessed day everyone.

Yarn Bombing My Life

                            Everyday is a brand new day, everyday is a journey. Some murmur if their sky is clear, And wholly bright ...