Children’s Church Part 2 – Let the Little Children Come

Train up a child in the way he should go; even when he is old he will not depart from it. Proverbs 22:6

Poetry: Hamilton – Song for a Fifth Child

Mother, oh Mother, come shake out your cloth,Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,Hang out the washing and butter the bread,Sew on a button and make up a bed.Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?She’s up in the nursery, blissfully rocking. Oh, I’ve grown shiftless as Little Boy Blue(Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).Dishes are waiting …

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Poetry: Frost – In a Disused Graveyard

"The living come with grassy tread To read the gravestones on the hill; The graveyard draws the living still, But never any more the dead."

Poetry: Shelley – Music, When Soft Voices Die

Music, when soft voices die,Vibrates in the memory—Odours, when sweet violets sicken,Live within the sense they quicken.Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,Are heaped for the belovèd's bed;And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,Love itself shall slumber on. Considered a poetic fragment, I find these two verses by Shelley complete in their simplicity. Unlike …

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Christ and Culture: The Miraculous Message in Encanto

But by missing the grace, by infantilizing the men, by ignoring the evident Christian themes to prove a completely separate point, their story loses its heart, because the miracle, the Encanto, was to be loved by a father so much that he gave his life so his family might live.