The Waves

Here is the ending of "The Waves" by John Betjeman, which I have illustrated with two of Captain B's wave photos, one of waves on our pebbly beach, the other of a Riband Wave Moth:

And all the time the waves, the waves, the waves

Chase, intersect and flatten on the sand
As they have done for centuries, as they will
For centuries to come, when not a soul
Is left to picnic on the blazing rocks,
When England is not England, when mankind
Has blown himself to pieces. Still the sea,
Consolingly disastrous, will return
While the strange starfish, hugely magnified,
Waits in the jewelled basin of a pool.

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The "consolingly" is wonderful. What a writer he was!  And of course given the News, this seems more relevant than ever before.  Isn't it clear that, if left to ourselves and the destructive forces that control us, we will destroy the very planet we live on? 

But we are not left to ourselves. The rescue promised in Eden that has been progressing steadily from the moment it was promised is so close now.

Tuesday was another HOT day - and humid.

Wednesday was a day of moths - Willow Ermine moths in almost Biblical plague proportions all over balcony. and some more new moths - new to our balcony and hotel - in the trap.  The Willow Ermines are exquisite, tiny and clearly much tougher than they look, as they are migrants and having rowed their little boats (or whatever) across the Channel, they are now resting up with us for a day or two. 

I hope to feature a photo of them in my next blogpost.

My exciting plans for today are: to make the soup for tonight, to restock the freezer with some cakes (not too many as I only have 2 eggs in stock), get the washing done - its another hot day, so good for drying the clothes - finish my studying for the meeting tonight, and get to the meeting if my faithful chauffeur will do his stuff.  And, believe me, that will exhaust me...   

Old age.  Anyway, I am very grateful to still be here, and to have the hope of being here forever.  And we had such a help this week in one of our daily Scriptures:

O you who love Jehovah, hate what is bad. He is guarding the lives of his loyal ones; he rescues them from the hand of the wicked.​—Ps. 97:10.  

Each of us needs to pray more than ever to remain faithful to Jehovah during these difficult last days. Jehovah wants us to ‘pour out our hearts before him’ in prayer. (Ps. 62:8) Praise Jehovah and thank him for all that he does. Ask him to help you to be courageous in the ministry. Beg him for help to deal with any problems and to resist any temptation that you may be facing. Do not let anything or anyone stop you from regularly praying to Jehovah.

I did my praying on the balcony this morning - surrounded by flowers  - and moths! - and among other things prayed that one day both Col and I will be able to thank Jehovah for all this from perfect hearts.