Uncloistered

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  “She gazed ahead through a long reach of future days strung together like pearls in a rosary, every one like the others, and all smooth and flawless and innocent, and her heart went up in thankfulness. Outside was the fervid summer afternoon; the air was filled with the sounds of the busy harvest of men and birds and bees; there were halloos, metallic clatterings, sweet calls, and long hummings. Louisa sat, prayerfully numbering her days, like an uncloistered nun.” A New England Nun By Mary E. Wilkins Freeman (1852–1930)

A Mistake?

The other day I saw a headline on someone's webpage which read, "Everyone makes mistakes. The trick is to make mistakes when nobody is looking." I immediately thought of Romans 14:12 which reads, "So then each one of us will give an account of himself to God."

I found this card in my topical file under "sin":

What man calls an "accident," God calls "abomination."
What man calls a "blunder," God calls "blindness."'
What man calls "defect," God calls "disease."
What man calls "chance," God calls "choice."
What man calls "error," God calls "enmity."
What man calls "fascination," God calls "fatality."
What man calls "infirmity," God calls "iniquity."
What man calls "luxury," God calls "leprosy."
What man calls "liberty," God calls "lawlessness."
What man calls "trifle," God calls "tragedy."
What man calls a "mistake," God calls "madness."
What man calls "weakness," God calls "willfulness."

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