A friend introduced me to this collection of poems by Rev. Keble a while back, and I thought his reflection on All Saints' Day would be fitting to share with you. Why blow’st thou not, thou wintry wind, Now every leaf is brown and sere, And idly droops, to thee resigned, The fading chaplet of the …
Alone am I on the mountain,O royal Sun! prosper my pathAnd then I shall have nothing to fear.Were I guarded by six thousand,Though they might defend my skin,When the hour of death is fixed,Were I guarded by six thousand,In no fortress could I be safe.Even in a church the wicked are slain,Even in an isle …
"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."
"One short sleep past, we wake eternally And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die." #JohnDonne #HolySonnetX
In the previous installments of this series, we addressed the foundation for this discussion, the ethnicity of Jesus, and the Gospel message. As always, there is a necessity to understand history, and that is what we will discuss in the following. The last section began that discussion by speaking a little on Jesus' earthly ethnic history concerning …
Continue reading The Face of Christ: Part 3 – The History of Christian Art
Madelyn Rose Craig 