They say write what you know. That’s one of the first rules of writing.
So I have waited to write this one…this one short post about perseverance, because this Lent I’ve seen the reality of my own inner brokenness like never before.
The desire to do those great and saintly things that might change the world–or at least to persevere in those daily mundane things that might change my habits–was interrupted again…and again by the need to get off my face and up onto my knees to repent after yet one more fail.
Still, getting up…I think I’ve read something about that somewhere:
“The righteous falls seven times and rises again.” (Proverbs 24:16)
There is something to be said for getting up.
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Puddleglum Contra Mundum 
I remember reading about a monk on Mt. Athos who pointed out that prostrations, after all, are about falling down and getting up.” “And that is what we do,” he said. “We fall down and we get up.”