The working week has ended and many of us will be travelling home with the weight of what has just gone before us and what our calendars say lie ahead. It is important that the weekend is not simply a place to stew on such things. The weekend, known to past generations as the Sabbath, is a time to recuperate and ready ourselves for new possibilities and horizons.
I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope,
for hope would be hope for the wrong thing.
And wait without love. For love would be love,
of the wrong thing.
Yet there is faith.
But the faith and the hope and the love, are all in the waiting.
And the darkness shall be the light
and the stillness the dancing.
- T.S. Elliot