A Quiet Thought
I have been so busy lately, and you could say laden with many burdens. It’s not that it’s been terrible, just a lot of things, on several fronts at the same time. And it’s not that I mind the work, or figuring out the answers to the challenges life has sent my way. That’s what…
Images, Forms, Haunting, and Burning
I have come back to read The Pilgrim’s Regress again, and my sense of wonder is refreshed once more at CS Lewis’s depth of insight in this book. There are so many important and beautiful pieces – that is, pieces that are good, and true; and so, at the crest, crowned for me with the…
An Everlasting Laugh
Up across windy wastes and up Went Alfred over the shaws, Shaken of the joy of giants, The joy without a cause. In the slopes away to the western bays, Where blows not ever a tree, He washed his soul in the west wind And his body in the sea. And he set to rhyme…
The Joy of the Giants
I was praying and asking for wisdom recently, seeking guidance on what to do in a rather frustrating situation. As I walked and prayed, out of the blue came this line from my favorite poem, The joy of the giants, The joy without a cause.1 A smile came to my lips, and even…
Irresistible
How little people know who think holiness is dull. When one meets the real thing, it is irresistible. — C.S. Lewis
A Strange Hopefulness
Give me, take from me, as thou wilt. I learn— Slowly and stubbornly I learn to yield With a strange hopefulness. As from the field Of hard-fought battle won, the victor chief Turns thankfully, although his heart do yearn, So from my old things to thy new I turn, With sad, thee-trusting heart, and not…
