I don't know Latin, but I think the title of this reads something like patience falling headlong. Apologies to any Romans out there if I've been misled and it's really some Latin obscenity...have patience with me.
For some unknown reason I've been thinking about Latin lately. I suspect it's probably due to a deep seated desire to share my general befuddlement with life, and since everyone else seems to be less confused than I, I am resorting to Latin which confuses most everyone.
I was looking for a photo of something in Latin to accompany this literary folly, but the only picture I found was this:
Well, I also found original woodcuts of the symptoms of sexually transmitted diseases described in Latin, but you don't want to see them.
I'm still trying to shake the image of some poor woodcutter saying, "Okay, just hold that pose."
I'm getting more lessons in patience. The car had warning lights, squeals, and leaks as I drove into the office today. Lest ye faithful readers think these are related to my previous car woes which I opined upon recently, allow me to reassure you. These are new problems...of course. Luckily a friend spotted me as I was hoofing it home from my mechanic, who now calls me by the initials "G.E" for Grandkids Endowment, and he gave me a ride home.
As I am writing this my mechanic used his platinum and jewel encrusted phone to call and give me the diagnosis. I'm getting out for under 200 dollars. I figure that's like winning the lotto when it comes to car repairs.
Before General Motors gave me more tangible reminders, I was actually already thinking about patience today. I saw this story. This woman spent 13 hours a day for 45 days setting up 303-thousand dominoes. That's about 9 miles worth of dominoes.
It took 4 minutes for them to fall.
There are lessons there...lessons in patience...lessons in folly.
I'm not going to decide which is which...it's all Greek to me.
Ephesians 4:2
Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love.
