Why a face with eyes of azure? Staring gates of open pleasure. Why the sound of whistling, whining, soft and high, low and dying? Why the grasp of understanding with lips and tongue all underlying? Why smell's sense of familiarity, pleasant, pungent, and vulgarity? Why expression, eye brows, forehead? Written, scribbled, self-suggestive. Oh, the
(This is a poetic-didactic story similar to and inspired by John Bunyan's Pilgrim's Progress and The Life and Death of Mr. Badman. I'm writing it primarily for my family, but would you like me to complete this and publish it? Please comment if you wish. Thank you. The Lord bless it to your hearing.). There
To live as though I have no wife; to hate this world and earthly life. Kill the body! Can't kill the soul!
The joy of delighting in God while the Spirit illumines Scripture:
"Roses are red, violets are blue," but neither of these describe you.
Crimson Ink recently published my series of Calvinistic poems called The Doctrines of GRACE. Each letter in GRACE reflects the same concepts of Calvinism's famed TULIP, though re-ordered (G=U, R=T, A=L, C=I, and E=P). I can safely say that each artist of Crimson Ink holds to the five points of Calvinism, though we charitably disagree
God is otherly, all else is beggarly. God is necessary, all else is temporary. God doesn't need anything. God is a Trinity, holy, holy, holy, He. Superlative holiness to each of the Three and holiness in wholeness to the Whole Being. God is perfection, all else is misshapen. God is light, life, love, and wisdom,
ENDURANCE OF THE SAINTS: We must and will finish the race, upheld by a preserving grace.
As when God spoke, worlds appeared, He speaks, behold, new creatures!
ALL MEANS ALL THAT IT MEANS: All is always all it seems, except when it isn't, you see.
