Drop thy still dews of quietness....

I am so tired. It's been busy, and it won't let up for a little while. Off to Texas soon.

I've been fighting technology, new computer doesn't seem to react like the old one, or function or.....knowing when to walk away, and when to duke it out.

Why would we get upset with a piece of machinery.

Dear Lord and Father of mankind, forgive our foolish ways;
Reclothe us in our rightful mind; in purer lives thy service find,
In deeper reverence, praise.

Breathe through the heats of our desire thy coolness and thy balm;
Let sense be dumb, let flesh retire; speak through the earthquake, wind and fire,
The beauty of thy peace.