I am cleaning my room today. Ask anyone who really knows me and they will tell you, not of my impartation, but from their own observation that the state of my room is a portrait of how my heart is behaving. Right now, I live in a purple, gabled coat closet. It is the size … Continue reading
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a moveable feast
“secura mens quasi iuge convivium est” — The secure mind is like a perpetual feast! “6 Now these things, brethren, I have figuratively transferred to myself and Apollos for your sakes, that you may learn in us not to think beyond what is written, that none of you may be puffed up on behalf of one against … Continue reading
I have made an armistice and bound my hands together in prayer, not apart and holding to yours. No more. I have left it behind for the rolling and romping truce I have made twixt God and I. I heave in waves to solve you and dissolve your shade in the sun. The sky isn’t … Continue reading
Excerpts
from a poem I’m writing about my brother He took to evangelism early. Japan first. He always got sick, yet stayed and ministered to the temple-goers, stood before the small gods and sang in a language that the people did not understand, unless he were to sing “Hotel California” the teenage anthem of the Japanese. … Continue reading
SPIRITUAL REALISM IN ELIOT’S “JOURNEY OF THE MAGI”
An article from Fare Forward concerning Eliot’s idea that our experience in following Christ is inherently plagued with paradox, and by these paradoxes our spirituality finds its satisfaction. Continue reading
Ash Wednesday – T.S. Eliot
Because I do not hope to turn again Because I do not hope Because I do not hope to turn Desiring this man’s gift and that man’s scope I no longer strive to strive towards such things (Why should the aged eagle stretch its wings?) Why should I mourn The vanished power of the usual … Continue reading
journal 2.23.17 – singing the psalms
I’m listening to the Shins right now, but I am thinking about Dr. Erb’s psalm settings. Ain’t it nice to live in a world where I can have both? Which is better worth it to spend my time singing or listening to? I would think the Psalms are better simply by virtue of their purpose: … Continue reading
