at Ephiphany: "The past is frozen and no longer flows, and the Present is all lit up with eternal rays. " ~ C. S. Lewis
BY GEORGE HERBERT
When God at first made man,
Having a glass of blessings standing by,
“Let us,” said he, “pour on him all we can.
Let the world’s riches, which dispersèd lie,
Contract into a span.”
So strength first made a way;
Then beauty flowed, then wisdom, honour, pleasure.
When almost all was out, God made a stay,
Perceiving that, alone of all his treasure,
Rest in the bottom lay.
“For if I should,” said he,
“Bestow this jewel also on my creature,
He would adore my gifts instead of me,
And rest in Nature, not the God of Nature;
So both should losers be.
“Yet let him keep the rest,
But keep them with repining restlessness;
Let him be rich and weary, that at least,
If goodness lead him not, yet weariness
May toss him to my breast.”
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by Steve Bell
Our hearts are empty without You
Barren and cold
But for the bold
Hope that You Yourself
In the mighty name of God
In the saving name of Jesus
In the strong name of the Spirit
We long for you
Sometimes we long for the morning
For a refrain
From etchings in pain
Yet our loneliness
Draws us to You
"Ideas won't keep; something must be done about them."