Offering

Hello friends. I know I’ve been in absentia for a few weeks. The Psalms of Ascent ended, and so did the school year, and now we’re traveling. By the end of the month, I plan to have a small story-gift for those of you who subscribe via email. In the...

Ascent: Psalm 127

  Psalm 127 Except the Lord build the house, their labour is but lost that build it. Except the Lord keep the city, the watchman waketh but in vain. It is but lost labour that ye haste to rise up early, and so late take rest, and eat the bread of carefulness, for so...

Merrily On High

I love church bells, and I often wish I lived in a country parish in England (or anywhere) where the old bells still ring. But on this day I feel their absence keenly. There ought to be bells! I want to hear them ring in this glorious morn, their loud clanging...

Behold, the Bridegroom Cometh

Advent Sunday Behold, the Bridegroom cometh: go ye out With lighted lamps and garlands round about To meet Him in a rapture with a shout. It may be at the midnight, black as pitch, Earth shall cast up her poor, cast up her rich. It may be at the crowing of the cock...

A Sketch

A SKETCH      The little hedge-row birds, That peck along the road, regard him not. He travels on, and in his face, his step, His gait, is one expression; every limb, His look and bending figure, all bespeak A man who does not move with pain, but moves With thought....

Autumn

AUTUMN Today the peace of autumn pervades the world. In the radiant noon, silent and motionless, the wide stillness rests like a tired bird spreading over the deserted fields to all horizons its wings of golden green. Today the thin thread of the river flows without...

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