The Immutable Christ

The hands that covered Adam’s shame Were pinned to wood they crafted; The one who hobbled Jacob’s stride Was hailed both imp and Master; The one who dined with Abraham The same reclined with Pharisees; The one who granted planets names The same who walked on Galilee; The one who bolstered Gideon Cried for milk and mother; He who spoke […]

O, Sweet Kindler

Companion in travel, in life; Like Faithful to Christian, my wife Grace to sustain, her words; Carry me heavenward, like birds Drinks from pages, good thirst; Waters my desert, green earth Hope set in God, her heart; Painting with love, her art Mourns all my embers, her tears; Joy longs for more joy, not fear Gathering wood, […]

Words of Comfort (Romans 8:18-39)

Mourning is wearying work; much crying makes for tired eyes. Her long black dress felt more like an unwanted uniform than a garment of choice. Perhaps sack cloth would be better? No, far less fashionable (though perhaps it would portray her heart in more vivid detail). Thank goodness Beth agreed to watch the children for […]

Footsteps (Romans 8:13)

The leather moaned as it stretched when the man took his usual place in his favorite reading chair. The large Victorian home was deafeningly quiet and the fog-like silence served to accentuate the obnoxious leather chair and its groaning under his weight. Before taking up his favorite devotional, the man looked piously about the living room. […]

Hush Not the Roar (Meditations on Romans 1:18-25)

When by God’s grace providence lights upon the mind, sparks from the tender soon inflame the heart, No longer a dull and unvaried stroll, but a chorus, nay a roar, animates every step. The blade of grass once not esteemed becomes an antique snow globe, Peering into its portals for trinkets of eternity, the tiny skater on the pond sings, “Glory!” […]