by revd | Apr 20, 2022 | Believers
There are nights that are so still That I can hear the small owl calling Far off, and a fox barking miles away. It is then that I lie in the lean hours awake, listening to the swell born somewhere in the Atlantic, rising and falling, rising and falling, wave on wave...
by revd | Apr 20, 2022 | Believers
The waves run up the shore and fall back. I run up the approaches of God and fall back. The breakers return reaching a little further, gnawing away at the main land. They have done this thousands of years, exposing little by little the rock under the soil’s face. I...
by revd | Apr 20, 2022 | Believers
I leave aside my shoes, my ambitions undo my watch, my timetable take off my glasses, my views unclip my pen, my work put down my keys, my security to be alone with you, the only true God. After being with you I take up my shoes, to walk in your ways strap...
by revd | Apr 20, 2022 | Believers
Christ the Lord has sent me Through the midnight lands, Mine the ordination Of the nail-pierced hands. Hannah Hurnard (1905-90).
by revd | Apr 20, 2022 | Believers
… As to my heart that may as well be forgotten or labelled; Owner will dispose of same to a good home: refs exchgd., h.& c., Previous experience desired but not essential, Or let on a short lease to suit convenience. Basil Bunting (1900-85), Personal...
