As I packed I ran across William J. Bennett's "The Book of Virtues." I must confess that my copy is yellow with age and dusty with neglect. Somehow when I think of "virtues" my mind goes straight to the four "cardinal virtues" which are prudence, temperance, fortitude, and justice. These are compared with "theological virtues" which are faith, hope, and charity. Maybe that's why I rarely touch "The Book of Virtues" unless I am packing.
In skimming this book once more, I ran across a poem by Edgar Guest, The Things That Haven't Been done Before. Intrigued, I read on. Here is the first verse:
The things that haven't been done before,
Those are the things to try;
Columbus dreamed of an unknown shore
At the rim of the far-flung sky,
And his heart was bold and his faith was strong
As he ventured in dangers new,
And he paid no heed to the jeering throng
Or the fears of the doubting crew.
That's all I had time for. It's too bad I couldn't linger and read the whole book. Packing is such sweet sorrow.
The Rev. Linda McCloud
The Episcopal Church of Our Savior at Honey Creek