The comments on Jess’ posts lately have reminded me of this, which I think we should all take to heart.
Honor to those who in the life they lead
define and guard a Thermopylae.
Never betraying what is right,
consistent and just in all they do
but showing pity also, and compassion;
generous when they are rich, and when they are poor,
still generous in small ways,
still helping as much as they can;
always speaking the truth,
yet without hating those who lie.
And even more honor is due to them
when they foresee (as many do foresee)
that in the end Ephialtis will make his appearance,
that the Medes will break through after all.
This was first published here on 24 Aug 2012 by Chalcedon451.
One of the great joys that this blog has brought to me personally is the renewed love of poetry that Jessica brought to me. And, you know, if often speaks to our problems, which remain the same problems they always have been.
I have read my dearest friend Jessica’s post this morning, Vale, and while I am saddened beyond measure, I am not even slightly surprised. I am, however, quite angry at those benighted souls who caused it. While I am not following her immediately, the only reason is the loyalty that I owe to Chalcedon451, who has become one of my best friends. But I must say, if the tone of the comment streams remains as it is, my days here are numbered as well.
Jess’ friend who looked in here, is also a friend of mine, and asked me as well, how I put up with “those bloody bloggers”? I had no answer. Takes a special sort of person to drive people out of the house they built, if that’s what a Christian is, I’m not very sure that I wish to be one, either.