Philosophy

Awe

How great is God who can create design and beauty intricate, who came and showed His nature kind, and power to give sight to the blind …? D’you...

Reality's Sense of Humour

Picture Imperfect Sometimes, a call can be heard. A call to return, to try again. Sometimes, it should be allowed to echo. A fateful encounter, long...

Where art thy Foe?

Your foes are beings that feed from your naivety and need for comfort leaving you to slave away your virtues for a grain of rice. Let your heart not...

Chains Forged in Life

Dickens was on to something; these chains were forged alone. Not of greed, nor malice but of guilt and regret. Feel their weight, the tension that...
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Unearned, Price Paid by Another

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Only Christ does not require the earning of salvation. Who could merit so acquire to pay for their...

The Nameless Ones

Floating from place to place, free as the wind itself; known unknown travelling networks invisible, roots placed unseen yet life thrives. Every step...

A word, and the stars are made!

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] He made the plants to grow, God made the moon and sun, He made the stars, also – just spoke and that was...
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A Bottled Instant

Art can exist in a vacuum but artists struggle to breathe in them. Art is temporary, fleeting, at least it is in the moment; inspiration flickers,...