Blood for the heart and thoughts for the mind, the soul is the essence of man. The soul is captive in the body with millions of silver light chords. What God has done in the making of man is unspeakably wonderous and great. Yet break a few of the cords and the soul becomes untethered. … Continue reading
Panic Polly
Who was Polly that they should associate her name with such a horrible condition? She certainly must have been one nervous individual. I doubt you would have had trouble pointing her out in a crowd. Are you one of those who worry about everything all the time? Can you name one miracle that you have … Continue reading
“Danger Will Robinson!”
I do not trust the rattlesnake. He is not friend to me. Just for spite my life he’ll take. So I prefer to let him be. My house is mine and his is his. With death we cross the threshold. We both shall keep what power is. With swiftess strike and strength untold. In his … Continue reading
Who’s your daddy
In the year 1888, written at Town-end, Grasmere, William Wordsworth wrote a poem entitled “My heart leaps up when I behold”. My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began; So is it now I am a man; So be it when I shall grow … Continue reading
The lies of man
There is a yearning in heaven for the souls of men. If this were not so do you think God would have allowed us to crucify his son? Do you say, “I was not there to crucified him! I would have done no such thing!” Really? Who are you, that God should think so highly … Continue reading
The pit
I saw something this morning that I will not have words to describe. What I saw is what I am. What I saw is the sinful nature. What I saw is what all men are without the Lord’s mercy. My first coherent thought, upon waking, was of how wicked and ugly I have been. How … Continue reading
