Father, thank You for Your Word— the place where eyes gather marks of ink, but hearts behold the beauty of the LORD. –Read more "Thanksgiving: the Word"
Tripping, giddy, dash across the page to chase the periods. Swishing leaves like wind and bang up max efficiency that sweeps past fields of knowledge– kings and songs and prophesies– and screeches Jehu-like to a final. breathless. halt. I close the word… and rush to live my day. – – – – – —Read more "A Truncated Meeting"
“I defy the Pope and all his laws. If God spare my life, ere many years I will cause the boy who drives the plough to know more of the scriptures than thou dost.” […]Read more "The Book and the Ploughboy"