This week’s picture post includes three excerpts from Psalm 25. I love the strength and range of emotion and relationship with God that the psalm includes. The Psalmist asks God for guidance along the right path, and thanks Him for His unfailing love. Yet the essence of the Psalm, and what must be the essence of our lives, is found in the first verse: “Oh, Lord, I give my life to you. I trust in you, my God.” I realize all too often that in my own life, I reserve a substantial part of me for myself, for my own willfulness. I still have a long way to go, even at my age.
Fears that the Confederate navy might travel up the Kennebec River and attack Augusta, Maine, led to the construction of Fort Popham in 1862. Built near a site colonized in pre-revolutionary days by George Popham, the walls form a crescent shape. Their granite blocks glow golden in the late afternoon sun. The artillery consisted of thirty six cannons that were arranged on two levels; each cannon weighed 25 tons and fired solid shot, each weighing almost 480 pounds. The fort was reactivated during the Spanish-American war and World War I.