Is there anything so inviting and so terrifying as a blank page?
It's a new day in which I will undoubtedly mess up on something or hurt someone or do something else that I will wish I had not.
It's a new day in which I will undoubtedly manage to brighten someones face or capture some beauty or do something else I will be glad of.
Remember what Bilbo used to say: It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to.
I started out on that road not quite sixty four years ago. But even then I wasn't a blank page. You're always building on something, what your born with, what you're give, what you experience, what wells up from within. Bilbo was right. The road takes all manner of twists and turns and detours, though you never do really get back to where you were, even when you think you're going in circles. The river is never the same, and neither is the road, just one not really blank page after another, waiting for me to fill it up.
The monks remind me that whatever I do today will have been paid for with one irrecoverable day of my life. Make it worthwhile. Inspiring words, those, but I mess up an awful lot, quite regularly in fact. And then I am again thankful for the prodigal grace of God, that precious inequity where I don't get what I do deserve and do get what I don't. Jesus' face is somewhere between a loving smile and a playful smirk as he welcome me home. Well, little brother, he says, that was interesting. But don't let it throw you off course. Don't be afraid; I've got you covered. Now get some rest and I'll see you in the morning, with a fresh page.
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Today's prompt from write alm.