I saw that headline on my Twitter feed from CBC Edmonton. I wasn't surprised to see it, but my curiosity was stronger than my desire to continue scrolling for political news. I opened the link.
Ireland~800 AD The rich, melodious voices rose up together in unison. The high vaulted stone walls echoed and rebounded the graceful song. In the church, hundreds of candles lighted the vaulted chamber giving it a holy, almost ethereal beauty. One by one, the hooded monks walked slowly into the chapel, their chant filling the air.
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
Preacher: "Some of you are 'wonton!' You're like a 'whited sepulcher!' You may come to church on Sunday, bow your head and say your prayers Wednesday, but where are you 'wont to haunt' every other day?
Oh the sunrise! That painting in the sky!
O God You are a consuming fire, and we lying in our sins, in unchanged nature are stubble. Would it please You more to kill this sinner or save? Do You not have no pleasure in the death of the wicked?
What you fail to notice may be dangerous. The Christian life isn't meant to be one of solitude.
The moon shone in a soft glow of silver light as he made his way to the seashore. His little foot caught on a root making him stumble but he knew better than to cry out. The blood trickling down his knee made no impression on his childish face. He had a mission.
— 1 Corinthians 3:12-15 "Now if any man builds on the foundation with gold, silver, precious stones, wood, hay, straw, each man’s work will become evident; for the day will show it because it is to be revealed with fire, and the fire itself will test the quality of each man’s work. If any man’s work which he has built on it remains, he will receive a reward. If any man’s work is burned up, he will suffer loss; but he himself will be saved, yet so as through fire."
“Have you ever done something wrong to another human being?” Garth began quietly, “Something that, no matter how much ya wanted to, you could never take back?” He looked away. “If there is a God in heaven, I know for sure that He won’t want me anywhere near Him when the trumpet sounds.
