Hey fellow bloggers,
Just wanted to let you all know that eventually I am going to figure out all the “ins and outs” of blogging and to blog with you on a more regular basis on Terry’s http://www.spearfruit.com blog site. However, I have so much to learn about how to do things on wordpress such as managing all my postings, how to edit things that I post when I make stupid mistakes and/or typos, how to import cool photos, videos and other neat graphics into my posts to make them more fun/intefesting, etc. Just remember that as Terry indicated in several of his past posts to you that I am a bit “technology challenged.” Also, don’t know if this has something to my age or something else, but changes that occur in my life these days (either self-induced or beyond my control) are becoming more difficult for me to cope with and it will take me a bit longer than average to adjust to.
For all of you out there that have been regular followers of Terry’s Blogs and now mine….I will try to figure out how to set things up where I can begin to read and to respond back to the wonderful things that you share with other on your blogs. I just haven’t been able to find the best way to do all this yet without becoming over-whelmed (remember I am technology challenged !) Also, as I try to go through all of Terry’s automation files and to figure out how he had things set up on both his phone and personal computer, it is a big process for me and I territory that is that is a bit uncomfortable for me to try to figure out. I know that Terry had way to be automatically notified about your daily blog’s and had an efficient ways to provide timely comments back to you about what you have written on your sites and to respond back to comments that you may have made on his blogs. Also, as Terry ‘s health diminished so quickly in the last few weeks of his life, his ability to write any more blogs, to read your blogs or to provide timely comments back became extremely limited, as a result he has a tremendous back log on emails on his accounts in the tens of thousands ! Needles to say…I will have my hands full for a while !
I will end this lengthy blog with a few quotes about Patience for you to Ponder about:
Have a Great Weekend ! Love, Gary
Quotes About Patience
“I always thought that was ‘Good things come to those who do the wave,'” said Simon. “No wonder I’ve been so confused all my life.”
― Cassandra Clare,
― Paulo Coelho,
She was the book thief without the words.
Trust me, though, the words were on their way, and when they arrived, Liesel would hold them in her hands like the clouds, and she would wring them out like rain.”
― Markus Zusak,
― Lemony Snicket,
― Criss Jami,
Time. Happiness. Inner Peace. Integrity. Love. Character. Manners. Health. Respect. Morals. Trust. Patience. Class. Common sense. Dignity.”
― Roy T. Bennett,
Patience is not an absence of action;
rather it is “timing”
it waits on the right time to act,
for the right principles
and in the right way.”
― Fulton J. Sheen
Patience is not the ability to wait. Patience is to be calm no matter what happens, constantly take action to turn it to positive growth opportunities, and have faith to believe that it will all work out in the end while you are waiting.”
― Roy T. Bennett,
― Margaret Atwood,
― Rainer Maria Rilke
― Henri J.M. Nouwen
― Orson F. Whitney
Lord, thou knowest better than myself that I am growing older and will soon be old. Keep me from becoming too talkative, and especially from the unfortunate habit of thinking that I must say something on every subject and at every opportunity.
Release me from the idea that I must straighten out other peoples’ affairs. With my immense treasure of experience and wisdom, it seems a pity not to let everybody partake of it. But thou knowest, Lord, that in the end I will need a few friends.
Keep me from the recital of endless details; give me wings to get to the point.
Grant me the patience to listen to the complaints of others; help me to endure them with charity. But seal my lips on my own aches and pains — they increase with the increasing years and my inclination to recount them is also increasing.
I will not ask thee for improved memory, only for a little more humility and less self-assurance when my own memory doesn’t agree with that of others. Teach me the glorious lesson that occasionally I may be wrong.
Keep me reasonably gentle. I do not have the ambition to become a saint — it is so hard to live with some of them — but a harsh old person is one of the devil’s masterpieces.
Make me sympathetic without being sentimental, helpful but not bossy. Let me discover merits where I had not expected them, and talents in people whom I had not thought to possess any. And, Lord, give me the grace to tell them so.
― Margot Benary-Isbert
― Rainer Maria Rilke,
― Rainer Maria Rilke,
― Criss Jami,
Reach me down my Tycho Brahe, I would know him when we meet,
When I share my later science, sitting humbly at his feet;
He may know the law of all things, yet be ignorant of how
We are working to completion, working on from then to now.
Pray remember that I leave you all my theory complete,
Lacking only certain data for your adding, as is meet,
And remember men will scorn it, ’tis original and true,
And the obloquy of newness may fall bitterly on you.
But, my pupil, as my pupil you have learned the worth of scorn,
You have laughed with me at pity, we have joyed to be forlorn,
What for us are all distractions of men’s fellowship and smiles;
What for us the Goddess Pleasure with her meretricious smiles.
You may tell that German College that their honor comes too late,
But they must not waste repentance on the grizzly savant’s fate.
Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light;
I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.
What, my boy, you are not weeping? You should save your eyes for sight;
You will need them, mine observer, yet for many another night.
I leave none but you, my pupil, unto whom my plans are known.
You ‘have none but me,’ you murmur, and I ‘leave you quite alone’?
Well then, kiss me, — since my mother left her blessing on my brow,
There has been a something wanting in my nature until now;
I can dimly comprehend it, — that I might have been more kind,
Might have cherished you more wisely, as the one I leave behind.
I ‘have never failed in kindness’? No, we lived too high for strife,–
Calmest coldness was the error which has crept into our life;
But your spirit is untainted, I can dedicate you still
To the service of our science: you will further it? you will!
There are certain calculations I should like to make with you,
To be sure that your deductions will be logical and true;
And remember, ‘Patience, Patience,’ is the watchword of a sage,
Not to-day nor yet to-morrow can complete a perfect age.
I have sown, like Tycho Brahe, that a greater man may reap;
But if none should do my reaping, ’twill disturb me in my sleep
So be careful and be faithful, though, like me, you leave no name;
See, my boy, that nothing turn you to the mere pursuit of fame.
I must say Good-bye, my pupil, for I cannot longer speak;
Draw the curtain back for Venus, ere my vision grows too weak:
It is strange the pearly planet should look red as fiery Mars,–
God will mercifully guide me on my way amongst the stars.”
― Sarah Williams,
― Jenny Nimmo,
― Stephen Kendrick,