Do not leave until...

Just opened a copy of one of the many, many magazines to which I subscribe (far too many, to be sure). This one happens to be Sporting Classics which I believe is one of the finest outdoor hunting and fishing journals published, if you tend to appreciate the finer nuances of the sporting world. Outdoor Life or Field and Stream it ain't. Anyway...

The last page always includes various quotations sent in by readers, and it remains the first page I turn to when it arrives. I'm a sucker for quotes; other's thoughts seem to express my inner feelings better that I can. This issue had a keeper, though I think one has to look for the "deeper meaning" to fully appreciate it. It read:

"In olden times there was a common saying a man would use often when an old friend was leaving. So when I walk in what might be the last of this November season, I remember that saying. It's not a prayer, but a thought asked of the wind, the wild, and the season. 'Do not leave until thou has blessed me'."

November Season

Gene Hill

WOW... "Do not leave until thou has Blessed me." While it does apply to the season and its elements that make the outdoors so important to those who enjoy them, wouldn't it be even better if we could ask it of all with whom we come into contact? And offer it to others in return? You have to believe that life wouldn't be so confrontational if we could be blessed by and in turn bless all those with whom we come into contact.

So, if you happen to stumble upon my blog:

Blessings be upon you; and please, "Do not leave until thou has Blessed me."