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.
The age demanded that we singAnd cut away our tongue.The age demanded that we flowAnd hammered in the bung.The age demanded that we danceAnd jammed us into iron pants.And in the end the age was handedThe sort of shit that it demanded. The amusing thing about this poem is that I cannot tell exactly which …
This is a nice book that illustrates verbally and visually some of the symbols that a person will usually see in Church.
Author: Rev. Christopher Thoma Publisher: Angels' Portion Books I've been wanting to read The Cruciform Way for quite some time now, but I still had other books by the author to finish, so I hadn't gotten around to getting a copy. But I was blessed to have the author send me one, and I have …
When I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hideLodged with me useless, though my soul more bentTo serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest He returning chide; "Doth God exact day-labor, light denied?"I fondly ask. But Patience, to …
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