It's an interesting thing to notice, that the sun shines on the whole earth, and yet only some things come to life by the sun's rays. Only some things actually "react" to the light, and let the light bring new life to them. For all the sun may shine on a rock, the sun's rays … Continue reading Letting the Light In
We are of the fall, my love, Born beneath a waning moon A fateful star o’er hung, my love, And song soon lost its tune Darkness fell o’er all, my love, A gloom o’er me and you Blindly go we all, my love, In search of sweet perfume Sadly go we all, my love, Through … Continue reading Of the Fall
Brothers and sisters - dearer now, having come through so much together. And still, how hard it is to learn to walk hand in hand! When we have been wronged by this "brother?" When we feel unloved by that "sister?" But we are not called to weakness - we are called into greatness. We … Continue reading In the Same Boat
Lord, let me chain myself to thee, that I might not stray! Through thoughts of chains, a word, — No chain - but a silver cord. In that simple thought I see, thou higher art than me Foolish are we men - our thoughts are small, and low, and hard we call, Twisting, driving, hoping … Continue reading The Silver Cord
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 … Continue reading A Strange Hopefulness
I heard a voice in my heart, that asked me to follow. It was a little thing. I thought, Is that a real voice I hear? Truly? I can't tell! And the call still remained.
I was thinking about Chesterton's thought on gratitude: “I would maintain that thanks are the highest form of thought, and that gratitude is happiness doubled by wonder.” – GK Chesterton I have always been puzzled by that quote- I get that gratitude is "good," and "proper," but why "The highest form of thought?" I thought … Continue reading The Art of Appreciation