Stop, Christian passer-by!—Stop, child of God,And read with gentle breast. Beneath this sodA poet lies, or that which once seemed he.O, lift one thought in prayer for S. T. C.;That he who many a year with toil of breathFound death in life, may here find life in death!Mercy for praise—to be forgiven for fameHe asked, …
Lo! where the Moon along the skySails with her happy destiny;Oft is she hid from mortal eyeOr dimly seen,But when the clouds asunder flyHow bright her mien! Far different we—a froward race,Thousands though rich in Fortune's graceWith cherished sullenness of paceTheir way pursue,Ingrates who wear a smileless faceThe whole year through. If kindred humours e'er …
A least a dozen people in the last year or so have told me that I HAVE to read Till We Have Faces by C.S. Lewis. So I finally bought a copy, and a couple of weeks ago, I sat down to read it. Thankfully, I read the inside cover first, which informed me that this was …
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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.
This book is a tremendous resource for any pastor or layperson looking not only for information and encouragement but also for direction on how to help those afflicted and afraid.
Madelyn Rose Craig 