//These are just experiences from the past couple months that struck me, or seemed like the kind of things that should be written down. Hope you enjoy.// The water flows around you like liquid glass as you look up, ahead, at the rays of light that cut through it like gleaming strokes …
“See how great a love the Father has bestowed on us, that we would be called children of God; and such we are…” (1 John 3:1a) “See how great a love.” In and of themselves the words are stunning. They were some of the first words from the Bible that …
I think I’ve been hearing the name Hemingway for pretty much ever. For goodness’ sake, the name of my blog theme is Hemingway Rewritten! But I knew hardly anything about him, except that he was a more modern author. Well, I started my main curriculum for school on Monday, and the …
60 seconds light, life rays of a new world approaching the horizon like a charcoal sun we wait in agony of loneliness and hope 45 seconds silhouettes of skylines pierce clouded ceramic sky like razors bounded by the crumbling relics of days when truth was more than memory 30 seconds …
I never really noticed this little book floating around our house, until a friend recommended it. I picked it up once I had finished a couple of others. It didn’t take too long to finish (even considering that I only read it during breakfast), but it is packed with theology. The point …
//In my study of 1 John 1, one of things that struck me the most was the awesome truth of what it meant for God to become human in the form of Christ. I wrote a whole article on it; and then I realized I could probably say it better …
Speak to the stone as it lies in the riverbed, Ask it to tell you a tale Of children with fishing poles, men with their rowboats, And ships with their billowing sails, As it tumbles and rolls in the river unheeding. Speak to the river that runs to the oceans …
//I’m really in love with the Petrarchan (Italian) sonnet form right now. Although somehow this is the first one I’ve managed to post on here? Anyway, I hope you enjoy it!// Describe the indescribable, they say The awful task of poets – look beyond The silence and the speaking to …
I hate cliques. I hate them so much. I hate them even more because I’ve been a part of them. It’s galling to realize you’re in one of the groups you’ve always secretly condemned – the group that stands off by itself, silently discouraging all contact. It’s not like you …
What is glory? I wonder if the disciples ever asked that question. Maybe not at first. When they saw six jars of water transform into wine, I think it would have seemed quite clear. Even when Christ told the glory-seeking Jews that he didn’t receive glory from men; that He …
