The beautiful scourge of the Tower
I invite you to take a brief pause and ponder with me about language. During my preparation and throughout my study here, several times I have been intrigued. My first reaction, and that which repeats most often, is merely the difficulty and frustration of learning a different language. I’m sure anyone who has ever attempted this task, whether successfully or compulsorily during school, would concur. There are different sounds, inflections, meters, scripts, structures, grammars, colloquialisms. The confusion and struggle often seem unending and the desire for all… Read more >>How Deep
A few months ago, after joyously reveling in the Lοrd, I was inspired to write a forth verse to Mr. Townend’s hymn. I hope you enjoy: How deep the Father’s love for us,How vast beyond all measure,That He should give His only SonTo make a wretch His treasure.How great the pain of searing loss -The Father chose His hand to stay,As wounds which mar the chosen OneBring many sons to glory. Behold the Man upon a cross,My sin upon His shoulders;Ashamed, I hear my mocking voiceCall out among the scoffers.It was my sin that left Him thereUntil it was accomplished;His dying breath has brought me… Read more >>Walking
During one of my many adventures, I was walking a great distance. I wasn’t walking with a specific purpose or direction like one on the way to the store for a carton of milk; I was merely walking. Nor did I have a clear view of my destination. I had an idea of what may lie far off before me, but having never been there before, who could be certain. Usually the imagination of places and times fail in resemblance to the actual. At some point on this trek, I found myself in a desert. However, I don’t remember entering this desert. I may have noticed the… Read more >>