Logos & Muse

AVING WEIGHED MY 1–1-1 PLAN which I described yes­ter­day (via this post from Our Sun­day Vis­i­tor), I have decided to sus­pend my blog­ging (and social net­work­ing) activ­i­ties dur­ing Lent.  I had already been con­sid­er­ing that option; but read­ing just now that Bran­don Vogt has also made that sac­ri­fice, I thought it would be well to go with the first thought that had come to my mind any­way and fol­low suit.

I will be spend­ing my time dur­ing Lent in more inten­sive prayer and spir­i­tual read­ing (my add-in), and my prayer is that the fruits of that will ben­e­fit my future posts, which shall resume the first week in Easter.

A blessed Lent to every­one.  Please pray for Pope Bene­dict, the car­di­nal elec­tors, and the new pope.

I leave you for now, since I have been shar­ing some Christina Ros­setti poems in recent posts, with this pair for Lent:

My God, my God, have mercy on my sin,
For it is great; and if I should begin
To tell it all, the day would be too small
To tell it in.

My God, Thou wilt have mercy on my sin
For Thy Love’s sake: yea, if I should begin
To tell This all, the day would be too small
To tell it in.

Good Lord, today
I scarce find breath to say:
Scourge, but receive me.
For stripes are hard to bear, but worse
Thy intol­er­a­ble curse;
So do not leave me.

Good Lord, lean down
In pity, tho’ Thou frown;
Smite, but retrieve me:
For so Thou hold me up to stand
And kiss Thy smit­ing hand,
It less will grieve me.