Thank you for this post. I enjoyed the picture of the cute little wrens along with the words of encouragement. Although our government is corrupt I am thankful that my true and lasting citizenship is with Christ in heaven. As we rejoice in our Savior’s birth and celebrate this time with family and friends may we not lose hope and may we each run the race marked out for us while we still stand upon this earth. If we are here it means we still have work the Lord desires for us to do here. Merry Christmas!!
Very nicely said, John. I believe that Frost's words, "And miles to go before I sleep" are also an encouragement to all of us to "finish the race." John, both you and Dr. McCullough have courageously and tirelessly continued your quest to warn the world about these terrible injections, despite the fact that it has cost both of you dearly. That is real courage. Both of you know that there are still "miles to go" before this quest is won. Yet, all of us who follow you KNOW that you will both "finish the race" and help bring an end to this sad chapter in the history of man. Merry Christmas, John and Peter!
This is a rejoicing time of year for those of faith. The Savior is born, come to forgive our sins and give abundant life. This abundant life has many sorrows.
Don't we all suffer at times with a depressed mood? My friend. Arthur would tell me, "This too shall pass." And it does.
One Thanksgiving, a young man had an argument with his father. Stomped out of his home saying, "I am going to kill myself." His threat...wounded his father, his brother and all the days of their lives have never been the same.
Robert Frost's poem, "But I have promises to keep..." Is the key. Always, always be good to yourself and no matter how difficult life can be Jesus is our Hope of glory and just a prayer away.
Thanks for this memory. I memorized this poem to recite in English class in junior high. So long ago but I have never forgotten it. I even set it to music like a folk song when I briefly tried to learn guitar. It gave me a calming feeling. I also liked “the little horse”. I could feel and see his confusion in my mind’s eye. It made me feel like a sweet uplifting moment in time but then continue with life. So I love it and Robert Frost’s poetry to this day.
And now John, I will be looking at this photo each year at this time. Thanks to you and Dr McCullough for your wisdom and courage. You both are true American heroes. This post is a beautiful insight to remind us of our blessings in the face of evil. Peace and Merry Christmas!
What a lovely poem and words of encouragement to wake up to on Christmas Eve morning 🎄 We all have much work to do together to get out of the dark woods. There is always hope, sometimes we just need to dig deep to find it. Thank you for courageous work you both do in shining a light on the darkness and educating us on the truth 🙏
I guess one can read into Frost’s words most anything you like, but for me the idea of suicide is not one of them. The beauty and mystery of those woods filling up silently with snow is what caused him to stop. To me that’s the message : “while others are busy with the cares and worries of this world take time to be still and know that God is still God. He has never stopped loving us and is as always filling up the dark woods of our lives with His love if we’ll only stop and consider what’s he’s provided for us in Christ”.
This was the first poem I ever loved, which began my love of poetry. My 5th grade teacher asked us "Whose house is in the village?" Then, when we didn't have a clue, she said "God's." I thought that was such a cool thing, how one could suggest something, which might have many meanings, sort of encrypt an idea. I have the sense that the quandry of the poem's speaker is like Hamlet's soliloquy on being, that the speaker is musing over the lure of dying. Writing teachers say we love to watch a mind struggle with itself, and, in a sense, I think, that's what Frost's speaker is doing.
A beautiful Christmas Eve choice by John Leake. Merry Christmas Eve to all, as a kid on my walk reminded me, that it was not yet Christmas morning, which, for kids, is very different than the waiting of Christmas Eve.
Thank you for this post. I enjoyed the picture of the cute little wrens along with the words of encouragement. Although our government is corrupt I am thankful that my true and lasting citizenship is with Christ in heaven. As we rejoice in our Savior’s birth and celebrate this time with family and friends may we not lose hope and may we each run the race marked out for us while we still stand upon this earth. If we are here it means we still have work the Lord desires for us to do here. Merry Christmas!!
Merry Christmas, John, and Peter too. A contemplative insight into Frost’s poem that brings a smile to one’s face. Thank you 🌲 💫
Very nicely said, John. I believe that Frost's words, "And miles to go before I sleep" are also an encouragement to all of us to "finish the race." John, both you and Dr. McCullough have courageously and tirelessly continued your quest to warn the world about these terrible injections, despite the fact that it has cost both of you dearly. That is real courage. Both of you know that there are still "miles to go" before this quest is won. Yet, all of us who follow you KNOW that you will both "finish the race" and help bring an end to this sad chapter in the history of man. Merry Christmas, John and Peter!
JOHN,
Thank you for the beautiful sentiment expressed in your piece and the lovely photo. Merry Christmas to all. Jamie Murphy
This is a rejoicing time of year for those of faith. The Savior is born, come to forgive our sins and give abundant life. This abundant life has many sorrows.
Don't we all suffer at times with a depressed mood? My friend. Arthur would tell me, "This too shall pass." And it does.
One Thanksgiving, a young man had an argument with his father. Stomped out of his home saying, "I am going to kill myself." His threat...wounded his father, his brother and all the days of their lives have never been the same.
Robert Frost's poem, "But I have promises to keep..." Is the key. Always, always be good to yourself and no matter how difficult life can be Jesus is our Hope of glory and just a prayer away.
Thinking a lot lately about family divisions and why they are so deep and long lasting.
Family divisions are heartbreaking. BUT GOD sees the sorrow.
We cannot make people love BUT GOD through us can be love to them.
Letting go is the hardest thing to do allowing God to work in His way and His time.
Praying always.
Lovely to read, again. Thank you. Merry Christmas.
Thanks! (Brings fond memories of my Dad, he loved that poem & Frost). God bless .
(I have his paperback copy of Frost, he kept it on his bedside table. )
My Dad loved it too...
Thanks for this memory. I memorized this poem to recite in English class in junior high. So long ago but I have never forgotten it. I even set it to music like a folk song when I briefly tried to learn guitar. It gave me a calming feeling. I also liked “the little horse”. I could feel and see his confusion in my mind’s eye. It made me feel like a sweet uplifting moment in time but then continue with life. So I love it and Robert Frost’s poetry to this day.
And now John, I will be looking at this photo each year at this time. Thanks to you and Dr McCullough for your wisdom and courage. You both are true American heroes. This post is a beautiful insight to remind us of our blessings in the face of evil. Peace and Merry Christmas!
Thank you for this writing and for the important, tireless work you do! God Bless you both this Christmas!
One of my favorite poems. Thanks for sharing it along with words of encouragement and hope. God bless and Merry Christmas to all.
What a lovely poem and words of encouragement to wake up to on Christmas Eve morning 🎄 We all have much work to do together to get out of the dark woods. There is always hope, sometimes we just need to dig deep to find it. Thank you for courageous work you both do in shining a light on the darkness and educating us on the truth 🙏
Beautiful, John. Merry Christmas to you and Peter:
https://tenpennywalkwithgod.substack.com/p/christmas-the-love-story-4a8
Wonderful and stirring post, and such a beautiful picture. Thank you! A blessed Christmas to you both and your families!
Merry Christmas 🎅
I guess one can read into Frost’s words most anything you like, but for me the idea of suicide is not one of them. The beauty and mystery of those woods filling up silently with snow is what caused him to stop. To me that’s the message : “while others are busy with the cares and worries of this world take time to be still and know that God is still God. He has never stopped loving us and is as always filling up the dark woods of our lives with His love if we’ll only stop and consider what’s he’s provided for us in Christ”.
This was the first poem I ever loved, which began my love of poetry. My 5th grade teacher asked us "Whose house is in the village?" Then, when we didn't have a clue, she said "God's." I thought that was such a cool thing, how one could suggest something, which might have many meanings, sort of encrypt an idea. I have the sense that the quandry of the poem's speaker is like Hamlet's soliloquy on being, that the speaker is musing over the lure of dying. Writing teachers say we love to watch a mind struggle with itself, and, in a sense, I think, that's what Frost's speaker is doing.
A beautiful Christmas Eve choice by John Leake. Merry Christmas Eve to all, as a kid on my walk reminded me, that it was not yet Christmas morning, which, for kids, is very different than the waiting of Christmas Eve.
Love it ❤️