Fearless, Love

Autumn Cherry Tree

 “Be who you are called to be and you will set the world ablaze!” –  St Catherine of Siena


FEARLESS adj. Without fear. Bold, Brave, Courageous, Intrepid, Valiant, Lionhearted, Audacious, Indomitable, Undaunted.

Someone once told me that “Be not afraid” or some derivative of that phrase, appears in the Bible 365 times – once for each day of the year.

Out of the night that covers me,
      Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
      For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
      I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
      My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
      Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
      Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
      How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
      I am the captain of my soul. – William Ernest Henley

This year, FEARLESS is my word.  I am adding it to my word from last year, which is LOVE.


LOVE v. To will the good of another

Whenever I have the chance to avoid doing something, to avoid loving myself or another, I will remind myself to be fearless.  Fear is really the only thing that ever holds us back from doing what we ought, from becoming who we were meant to be.  It is what stops us from starting – or finishing – a project.  Fear is what stops us from following our hearts, from responding to grace.

This year, I will be fearless.  And this year, once again, I will love.  And hopefully love better because I am unafraid.

What is your word for the year?

Beautiful Boy


Beautiful Boy


Beautiful Boy


Beautiful Boy

Out on the ocean sailing away,
I can hardly wait,
To see you to come of age,
But I guess we’ll both,
Just have to be patient,
Yes it’s a long way to go,
But in the meantime,

Before you cross the street,
Take my hand,
Life is just what happens to you,
While your busy making other plans,

Beautiful, Beautiful, beautiful,
Beautiful Boy – John Lennon



Stopping By Woods

Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.   
His house is in the village though;   
He will not see me stopping here   
To watch his woods fill up with snow.   
My little horse must think it queer   
To stop without a farmhouse near   
Between the woods and frozen lake   
The darkest evening of the year.   
He gives his harness bells a shake   
To ask if there is some mistake.   
The only other sound’s the sweep   
Of easy wind and downy flake.   
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,   
But I have promises to keep,   
And miles to go before I sleep,   
And miles to go before I sleep.   – Robert Frost

O Come Thou Day-Spring



My soul rejoices in my God.
My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord;
my spirit rejoices in God my Savior,
for he has looked upon his lowly servant.
From this day all generations will call me blessed:
the Almighty has done great things for me,
and holy is his Name.
He has mercy on those who fear him
in every generation.
He has filled the hungry with good things,
and the rich he has sent away empty.
He has come to the help of his servant Israel
for he has remembered his promise of mercy,


O Come Emmanuel



Lord, make us turn to you; let us see your face and we shall be saved.

O shepherd of Israel, hearken,
from your throne upon the cherubim, shine forth.
Rouse your power,
and come to save us.
Once again, O LORD of hosts,
look down from heaven, and see;
take care of this vine,
and protect what your right hand has planted
the son of man whom you yourself made strong.
May your help be with the man of your right hand,
with the son of man whom you yourself made strong.
Then we will no more withdraw from you;
give us new life, and we will call upon your name



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