This next year is my "younger next year" year, in which I'm supposed to exercise six days a week. My favorite sport is cycling, but the weather has not been very conducive to riding outdoors, so I've set up my road bike in the basement. Today I rode the Coach Troy disc "Time Trial special 2.0" or somesuch.
John Patrick says I should read Gerald Manley Hopkins poetry, memorize the Beatitudes and memorize the Sermon on the Mount. I've done my best to read "The Wreck of the Deutschland" but as a migrainogenic activity it rates right up there with trying to learn Russian.
I think I've got the Beatitudes down, though:
Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.
Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth.
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled.
Blessed are the merciful, for they will be shown mercy.
Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God.
Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called sons of God.
Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Time to go to church. It will be something for me to meditate on if the worship team gets on my nerves.
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