The word musing, a calm, lengthy, intent consideration. This has been the flavor of my mind this past month, and I can not say that I have had any revelations. I sometimes try to feel this makes me inadequate. This is often offset as I muse about it. Result: maybe the muse’s task is not to figure anything out, but to enjoy the journey of each thought. Follow your thoughts. Go, muse.
The third hour
The Savior of the world, body shredded, crushed for or iniquities, lies on a wooden cross and has nails driven through his wrists and ankles.