by revd | Apr 12, 2022 | Moral Justice
Does it matter? Losing your sight? There’s such a splendid work for the blind: And people will always be kind, As you sit on the terrace remembering, And turning your face to the light. Siegfrid Sassoon (1886-1967),... by revd | Apr 12, 2022 | Moral Justice
Less passionate, the long war throws Its burning thorn about all men, Caught in one grief, we share one wound, And cry one dialect of pain. We have forgot who fired the house, Whose easy mischief spilt first blood; Under one roof we lie; The fault no longer...
by revd | Apr 11, 2022 | Glory
Man at the best a creature frail and vain, In knowledge ignorant, in strength but weak, Subject to sorrows, losses, sickness, pain, Each storm his state, his mind, his body break, From some of these he never finds cessation, But day or night, within, without,...
by revd | Apr 11, 2022 | Glory
This isn’t death, it’s glory! It isn’t dark, it’s light. It isn’t stumbling, groping, Or even faith, it’s sight! This isn’t grief, it’s having My last tear wiped away. It’s sunrise, it’s the morning Of my eternal day! This isn’t even praying, It’s speaking face to...
by revd | Apr 11, 2022 | Glory
And whereas I had said; letters and photos And seen myself muscling through the flames, You would go back especially for your houseplants – Those dreamy weeping figs, this stocky yucca – What’s worth remembering remembered, leaving Both hands free for carrying out the...
