We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.
“I have manifested your name to the people whom you gave me out of the world. Yours they were, and you gave them to me, and they have kept your word.
It’s been (is) a season of silence, of waiting, of questioning.
It’s been (is) a season of confusion and frustration and doubt.
And there have been times of assurance, moments of certainty, brief glimpses of grace.
It’s been (is) a season in which I’ve clung to the sacredness of the ordinary because that’s been the closest thing I could believe in. Sometimes profound grace is most evident in the simplest things.
“So give me hope in the darkness that I will see the light
Cause oh they gave me such a fright
And I will hold on with all of my might
Just promise me that we’ll be alright.”
- Mumford and Sons, “Ghosts that We Knew”
The saying is trustworthy and deserving of full acceptance, that Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners, of whom I am the foremost.
The greatest compliment that was ever paid me was when someone asked me what I thought, and attended to my answer.
Therefore let us be grateful for receiving a kingdom that cannot be shaken, and thus let us offer to God acceptable worship, with reverence and awe,
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