The musings and meandering thoughts of a crotchety old man as he observes life in the world and in a small, rural town in South East Nebraska. My Pledge-Nulla dies sine linea-Not a day with out a line.
11 April 2019
Consoling Thoughts From Father Faber
There is no disposition of the soul, no gift, no grace for bearing misfortune, which is at all to be compared with simplicity. It brings along with it singleness of heart and eye. It is not amazed. It is not precipitate. It does not distract itself with many things. It has a sort of unconscious discretion about it, which is very serviceable in times of grief. Self-oblivion is at once the hardest and the most needful lesson which we have to learn in trouble, and simplicity is halfway to it already.
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