Pressing On

As I look into 2012, it is with some pain. Literal pain. I’ve had a virus now for nearly 12 weeks. I’ve lost two stone in weight and every movement hurts. It is only a virus and nothing more serious, but it’s hard to walk, hard to move much at all.

The virus will go. The pain will go, and I must press on into a new year with all its possibilities. Here’s how the famous Indian poet Tagore put it:

Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers, but to be fearless in facing them. Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain, but for the heart to conquer it.