If all our happiness
is bound up entirely
in our personal circumstances
it is difficult not to demand of life
more than it has to give.
-- Bertrand Russell
I see my ghost of yesterday
Walking the streets in shades of gray
Bumbling through the open door
There but for the grace of you go I.
-- lifted from I forget who
With God, grace and guts, the not-just-for-Sunday Trinity.
-- my personal ode to the Fellowship
Thank you.
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