Busy Bees

Busy Bees

Prophets of a future not our own! The kingdom is not only beyond our efforts, It is even beyond our vision.                                                     We accomplish in our lifetime only a tiny fraction Of the magnificent enterprise that is God’s work....
A window through thy grace

A window through thy grace

 LORD, how can man preach thy eternal word: He is a brittle crazy glass: Yet in thy temple thou dost him afford This glorious and transcendent place, To be a window, through thy grace.   But when thou dost anneal in glass thy story, Making thy life to shine...
Useless

Useless

When I consider how my light is spent Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent Therewith to serve my Maker, and present My true account, lest he returning chide, ‘Doth God...
He fathers-forth beauty

He fathers-forth beauty

Glory be to God for dappled things – For skies of couple-colour as a brindled cow; For rose moles all in stipple upon trout that swim; Fresh-firecoal chestnut falls; finches wings; Landscape plotted and pierced – fold, fallow, and plough; And all trades, their gear...
Good and bad fences

Good and bad fences

My apple trees will never get across And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him. He only says, ‘Good fences make good neighbours.’   Robert Frost (1874-1963), Mending Wall, 1914.