January 1st, 2010

one of those days

Slow beginnings

I'm mooching around quietly today. I had originally planned to go over to Wilderstead last night and stay through Saturday. I've got stuffs to do over yonder, but the week has been a hectic one, and I'm afraid of pushing myself to the point where I get sick.

So, I stayed home last night. I may this evening, too. Whether I get over there tomorrow or not is a big IF. I suppose I could toodle over Sunday evening and stay over and do my business Monday morning.

The ugly truth is, I've got meetings every night next week, plus a weekend confirmation retreat. The next weekend is taken up with the Venturers going over to Wilderstead to harvest some timber (the reason I need to get over there now). Then comes my sinus surgery and two weeks of inactivity.

I don't know how all this will work out. The first priority has to be to stay healthy. After that, I'll figure out how to get over to the holler and do what I have to do.

Speaking of beginnings . . .

On frymðe wæs Word, and þæt Word wæs mid Gode, and God wæs þæt Word. Þæt wæs on fruman mid Gode. Ealle þing wæron geworhte ðurh hyne; and nan þing næs geworht butan him. Þæt wæs lif þe on him geworht wæs; and þæt lif wæs manna leoht. And þæt leoht lyht on ðystrum; and þystro þæt ne genamon.

Mann wæs fram Gode asend, þæs nama wæs Iohannes. Ðes com to gewitnesse, þæt he gewitnesse cyðde be ðam leohte, þæt ealle menn þurh hyne gelyfdon. Næs he leoht, ac þæt he gewitnesse forð bære be þam leohte. Soð leoht wæs þæt onlyht ælcne cumendne man on þisne middaneard.

He wæs on middanearde, and middaneard wæs geworht þurh hine, and middaneard hine ne gecneow. To his agenum he com, and hig hyne ne underfengon. Soðlice swa hwylce swa hyne underfengon, he sealde him anweald þæt hi wæron Godes bearn, þam ðe gelyfað on his naman: ða ne synt acennede of blodum, ne of flæsces willan, ne of weres willan, ac hig synt of Gode acennede. And þæt Word wæs flæsc geworden, and eardode on us, and we gesawon hys wuldor, swylce acennedes wuldor of Fæder, þæt wæs ful mid gyfe and soðfæstnysse.