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.
Stand Alone Pages on 'Musings of an Old Curmudgeon'
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30 April 2019
Consoling Thoughts From Father Faber
Life grows softer under the shadow of a foreseen sorrow, heavenlier during the eclipse of earth. It suits better with the common laws of grace, and is a less perilous process than the terrible surprises which make saints, as money is minted, by one desperate blow, one sharp pressure when hot from the fire. Oh, happy are they, did they but know it, who have a visible sorrow always waiting them a little further on the road! So has the path been garnished of by far the greatest number of the predestinate.
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