.....since last Sunday. Sorry to be so busy that I'm only posting it now!
He who would valiant be ’gainst all disaster,
Let him in constancy follow the Master.
There’s no discouragement shall make him once relent
His first avowed intent to be a pilgrim.
Who so beset him round with dismal stories
Do but themselves confound—his strength the more is.
No foes shall stay his might; though he with giants fight,
He will make good his right to be a pilgrim.
Since, Lord, Thou dost defend us with Thy Spirit,
We know we at the end, shall life inherit.
Then fancies flee away! I’ll fear not what men say,
I’ll labor night and day to be a pilgrim.
We sing it at SMV to Monks Gate, though I have also sung it to St. Dunstans. Go to www.cyberhymnal.org if you don't know the tune.
I think the hymn is appropriate for our times--when it appears that we are truly fighting against the giants of the culture, politics, and all things secular. It is hard not to despair. Hard not to give up the fight and run away. I certainly want to. I'm only too like Frodo, telling Gandalf that I wish I had not been born in these times.
But God knows more than me, and He has a reason for me to be here, in this place, in this time, with the meager gifts I have. So, I guess I'll just keep plugging along, as constant to Christ as I can be (which is often not so very constant), in the hopes that my little life and voice makes a difference somewhere.
It's hard, when we don't see how or where or why. But we don't have to see those. We only have to see Christ.