Busy today trying to keep a deadline. More time next week.
The weather has turned chilly; football’s in full swing and pretty soon it’ll be time to do this:
Fall usually reminds me about the end of things. Of course, it’s the end of summer. But, Fall is a sweet season, a glorious season.
Keeping with the thinking about the book of Revelation, I recently came across this quote from George MacDonald:
Whether the Book of the Revelation be written by the same man who wrote the Gospel according to St John or not, there is, at least, one element common to the two–the mysticism.
I use the word mysticism as representing a certain mode of embodying truth, common, in various degrees, to almost all, if not all, the writers of the New Testament. The attempt to define it thoroughly would require an essay. I will hazard but one suggestion towards it: A mystical mind is one which, having perceived that the highest expression of which the truth admits, lies in the symbolism of nature and the human customs that result from human necessities, prosecutes thought about truth so embodied by dealing with the symbols themselves after logical forms. This is the highest mode of conveying the deepest truth; and the Lord himself often employed it, as, for instance, in the whole passage ending with the words, “If therefore the light that is in thee be darkness, how great is the darkness!”
The mysticism in the Gospel of St John is of the simplest, and, therefore, noblest nature.
George MacDonald
The New Name
Unspoken Sermons Series 1
Have a great weekend.
The Feeder Project 
The weather here has gotten a little less hot, with some really nice cool mornings the past several days, so we are very happy about THAT, too. I can’t say that it’s cool, but is comfortable. Especially on the back porch. Except for the love bugs, that have been out for nearly three weeks en masse. Good grief, they are bad.
The small black bugs with a spot of red on their heads come out in the south in the spring sometimes and the fall. I don’t remember seeing many at all in the spring this year (thank goodness), but this month they’ve been horrible. You usually see them in pairs (hence the name “love bugs”) and they are attracted to bright white, of which we have a lot around the back with all of our windows, etc.
We have swept dead ones off by the thousands the past three weekends and the back porch (which is screened in, as you know) is now full of them again just since Saturday. They get in the house, too, and I’ve been finding them everywhere.
The joys of southern country living . . .
Good post. I suppose we could be worried about raking leaves, but at least they wouldn’t get in the screened in back porch like these little pesky bugs (about the size of a thin fly). At least they don’t bite, so I suppose it could be worse.
Cheers! Dee
I thought we were going to have mosquitoes all summer. The mid-summer drought killed ’em off.
We’ve had a pretty good year for spiders. Crickets, too.
We’re too far from the lake to get fish flies. During a good infestation, though, if you lived near the big lake, you’d need a snow shovel to clean them off the porch.