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All I Ask or Imagine
I keep asking that the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the glorious Father, may give you the Spirit of wisdom and revelation, so that you may know him better. I pray that the eyes of your heart may be enlightened in order that you may know the hope to which he has called you, the riches of his glorious inheritance in his holy people, and his incomparably great power for us who believe. That power is the same as the mighty strength he exerted when he raised Christ from the dead and seated him at his right hand in the heavenly realms, far above all rule and authority, power…
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“Sin” by D. Gwenallt Jones
The following poem is by a poet I had not known about until today: D. Gwenallt Jones, an early 20th century Welsh poet. He was raised Roman Catholic Methodist Nonconformist and flirted with Catholicism but never converted. As a young man he became a Socialist and then a Marxist during the two World Wars. Eventually he began to see the sin and self-interest that underlay every person’s actions, including the glorious worker paradise philosophy of the Communist party. He returned to the Christian faith and his mature poetry is both beautiful and faithful. “Sin” by D. Gwenallt Jones When we strip off all our garments,The cloak of respectability and academic…
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“Lord of the Dance”
By Jennifer Lynn Woodruff He was the Word, a wild and dancing Word, before the world began; he danced in flame, and galaxies were born, and songs became the sinew of our bones, and he was Lord. He danced in bread and wine, and in the bright blue fountains of the Water of our birth, and all the bells rang, and along the earth the incense of a prayer rose, fresh and light. He danced in speech, in names that had a power, in dreams with symbols vibrant and unknown, and all that was and is and is to come was whole in grace and worship in that hour. But we…