It’s sort of a nothing day. ’tis Friday, there’s no big holiday today, except its talk like Shakespeare Day. Ye know thy humble servant willst give ‘t a valiant attempteth. But proper English is not until me, methinks..
So, I will let ol’ King James speak for me today. This morning I found myself drawn right back to this blog’s theme verse as I pursued through 1 Corinthians. I was spending a lot of time at the end of Chapter 10, but those thoughts are for later, and “since brevity is the soul of wit, And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes, I will be brief”
24Know ye not that they which run in a race run all, but one receiveth the prize? So run, that ye may obtain.
25And every man that striveth for the mastery is temperate in all things. Now they do it to obtain a corruptible crown; but we an incorruptible.
26I therefore so run, not as uncertainly; so fight I, not as one that beateth the air:
27But I keep under my body, and bring it into subjection: lest that by any means, when I have preached to others, I myself should be a castaway. 1 Cor 9
Enjoyeth the day, ‘t is Friday afterall! God Speed, and do not be afraid of greatness!