By death, “we get nearer and nearer to our home, Heaven” and to God, “who is our only security.”
Tag: Death
Review: The Saints of Whistle Grove
The Saint of Whistle Grove is a collection of stories glancing in on moments from different generations of this little settlement and how their lives, hopes, dreams, and failures shaped this church, even after death.
Poetry: Keble – Good Friday
"Wash me, and dry these bitter tears, O let my heart no further roam, ’Tis Thine by vows, and hopes, and fears. Long since—O call Thy wanderer home; To that dear home, safe in Thy wounded side, Where only broken hearts their sin and shame may hide."
Poetry: Hardy – The Darkling Thrush
"An aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small, In blast-beruffled plume, Had chosen thus to fling his soul Upon the growing gloom."
Poetry: Thomas – Do not go gentle into that good night
Do not go gentle into that good night,Old age should burn and rave at close of day;Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right,Because their words had forked no lightning theyDo not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying …
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Madelyn Rose Craig 