By death, “we get nearer and nearer to our home, Heaven” and to God, “who is our only security.”
By death, “we get nearer and nearer to our home, Heaven” and to God, “who is our only security.”
At the beginning of the Lenten season, I shared a poem I wrote a couple of years ago for a project a friend headed. This is another artistic reflection for that same project, only specifically written for Good Friday. I actually wrote this poem before being approached for this project, but I shared it there …
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.
In a sort of ghastly simplicity we remove the organ and demand the function. We make men without chests and expect of them virtue and enterprise. We laugh at honour and are shocked to find traitors in our midst. We castrate and bid the geldings be fruitful. Most people familiar with Lewis will likely recognize …
Author: Michael Knowles Publisher: Regnery Publishing Politically correct radicals seek to suppress and ultimately transform our moral intuitions, deny our rational faculties, and erase the wisdom of the ages.Speechless It was a remarkable marketing ploy to condition everyone who listened regularly to think of this book every time they heard a bell ring. Annoyingly remarkable. …