O, what need have I to have the ashes blown away from my dying-out fire! I may be a book-man, and be an idiot and stark fool in Christ's way; learning will not beguile Christ: the Bible beguiled the Pharisees, and so may I be misted. Therefore, as night-watchers hold one another waking by speaking to one another, so have we need to hold one another on foot.
Our pride must have winter weather to rot it.
Friday, August 29, 2008
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Slight Clarification
Ok, so I've already gotten a little flack for dissing Hallmark e-cards. Let me start out by saying that if you take the time to look there are some pretty good ones out there. Between the time I posted the last entry and this one I have sent out three Hallmark e-cards. So I am certainly not dissing them! I simply meant that there are times to send a quick note with a picture, and there are times to send more thought provoking animated messages. Thanks to a dear friend for making me clarify!
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Bring Back iCards!
I'm sure I have had some kind of gripe with Apple in the past, but all possible complaints have been forgotten in the wake of the greatest travesty of all...no more iCards!!
Though I am saddened that I can no longer send a simple a-picture-says-a-thousand-words e-card to a friend to say I am thinking about them or to brighten their day, and though I hate to reduce myself to the gushy world of animated Hallmark e-cards, I do have to say that if this is my only complaint about a major computer company, I think life's going fairly well!
Though I am saddened that I can no longer send a simple a-picture-says-a-thousand-words e-card to a friend to say I am thinking about them or to brighten their day, and though I hate to reduce myself to the gushy world of animated Hallmark e-cards, I do have to say that if this is my only complaint about a major computer company, I think life's going fairly well!
Friday, August 08, 2008
Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring
by Johann Sabastian Bach
Jesu, joy of man's desiring
Holy wisdom, love most bright
Drawn by Thee, our souls aspiring
Soar to uncreated light
Word of God, our flesh that fashioned
With the fire of life impassioned
Striving still to truth unknown
Soaring, dying round Thy throne
Through the way where hope is guiding
Hark, what peaceful music rings
Where the flock, in Thee confiding
Drink of joy from deathless springs
Theirs is beauty's fairest pleasure
Theirs is wisdom's holiest treasure
Thou dost ever lead Thine own
In the love of joys unknown
Jesu, joy of man's desiring
Holy wisdom, love most bright
Drawn by Thee, our souls aspiring
Soar to uncreated light
Word of God, our flesh that fashioned
With the fire of life impassioned
Striving still to truth unknown
Soaring, dying round Thy throne
Through the way where hope is guiding
Hark, what peaceful music rings
Where the flock, in Thee confiding
Drink of joy from deathless springs
Theirs is beauty's fairest pleasure
Theirs is wisdom's holiest treasure
Thou dost ever lead Thine own
In the love of joys unknown
Wednesday, August 06, 2008
"Until they rest in Thee"
"Everlasting God, in whom we live and move and have our being: Thou hast made us for Thyself, and our hearts are restless until they rest in Thee." — Augustine
