Today marks the twentieth anniversary of my retirement from active duty.
Simultaneously it seems shorter and longer. Life is like that. I remember the days I married Treva, Wendell and Eric were born, and a few others events vividly. When I stop to reflect, it rushes in on me–an avalanche of memories.
God has been so good; I am so undeserving.
Book Review: Deeds of Honor (Paksennerrion #10.5) by Elizabeth Moon
“Something would go wrong; something always did in war.”
Set in the world of the Paksennerrion tales, these short stories as less backstory as background. Each stands alone, concerning some minor or bridge character in the greater timeline. As the number implies, there’s a lot to cross connect.
“You can’t undo what is done or unsay what is said.”
I have only read The Farmer’s Daughter, but missing many connecting threads enhances the quality, if not the enjoyment, of these fragments. In fact, I enjoyed these short stories–because each was a self-contained whole–better than the sluggish longer work.
“Sometimes young men learn only from old men … willing to teach the hardest lessons the hardest way.”
“The only way to see his glory is to tell him to have his way in us.” Kristin Davis
“To them God has chosen to make known among the Gentiles the glorious riches of this mystery, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory.” (Colossians 1:27)
Christ’s coming was not a one-time event two thousand years ago. He can be present in you now–as a witness, as a surety, as a guide, as a glory.