Wednesday, May 3, 2006

Tuesday, April 4, 2006

Of greatest importance (cross-archive)

Christianity, if false, is of no importance, and if true, of infinite importance. The only thing it cannot be is moderately important.
--C. S. Lewis

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You Love The World by Keith Green


I want you here with me,
But you've been keeping other company,
You can't sit still, it's plain to see,
You love the world and you're avoiding me.

My word sits there upon your desk,
But you love your books and magazines the best,
You prefer the light of your TV,
You love the world, and you're avoiding me.


You used to pray, you were so brave,
Now you can't keep even one appointment we've made,
Oh I gave my blood, to save your life,
Tell me, tell me, is it right?

Will you leave me here alone again tonight?

Well I love you, still more and more,
But you're fighting everything I'm working for,
You're acting like my enemy,
You love the world and you're avoiding me.

These other loves, they're hurting you,
If you end up losing me, then what will you do?
Oh, I gave my blood, to save your life,
Tell me, tell me, is it right?

Will you leave me here alone again tonight?

Well, I want you here with me,
But you've been keeping other company,
You prefer the light of your TV,
You love the world, and you're avoiding me.

You love the world, you love the world,
You love the world and you're avoiding me.
Oh, you love the world.
You love the world and you're avoiding me.

Saturday, March 4, 2006

Neat Poem (cross-archive)

A cool new friend of mine, -- , introduced me to a C.S. Lewis poem. Wow.

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As the Ruin Falls

All this is flashy rhetoric about loving you.
I never had a selfless thought since I was born.
I am mercenary and self seeking through and through:
I want God, you, all friends, merely to serve my turn.

Peace, re-assurance, pleasure, are the goals I seek,
I cannot crawl one inch outside my proper skin:
I talk of love – a scholar's parrot may talk Greek –
But, self-imprisoned, always end where I begin.

Only that now you have taught me (but how late) my lack I see the chasm. And everything you are was making
My heart into a bridge by which I might get back
From exile, a grown man. And now the bridge is breaking,

For this I bless you as the ruin falls. The pains
You give me are more precious than all other gains.

(C.S. Lewis)

Thursday, January 26, 2006

A resolution (cross-archive)

Abide in me and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself, except it abide in the vine; no more can ye, except ye abide in me. --John 15:4

You say grace before meals. All right. But I say grace before the concert and the opera, and grace before the play and pantomine, and grace before I open a book, and grace before sketching, painting, swimming, fencing, boxing, walking, playing, dancing, and grace before I dip the pen in the ink. --GK Chesterton

Pray without ceasing. --1 Thessalonians 5:17

...whatsoever ye do, do all to the glory of God. --1 Corinthians 10:31b