All That Remains (A Prayer)

Majesty unspeakable, my soul desires to behold Thee. I cry to Thee from the dust.  Yet when I inquire after Thy name it is secret. Thou art hidden in the light which no man can approach unto. What Thou art cannot be thought or uttered, for Thy glory is ineffable.  Still, prophet and psalmist, apostle and saint have encouraged me to believe that I may in some measure know Thee.  Therefore, I pray, whatever of Thyself Thou hast been pleased to disclose, help[Read more]

Summer Perfection (A Meditation Minute)

I wish I could bottle up this perfect summer day.  Don’t they always seem to come after the storms (like the one we had just before sunrise)?  The broad, green maple leaves flutter above me as a mild breeze blows through the yard.  The scent of the air is reminiscent of summers past, full of nostalgia- faintly mournful, yet comforting- a memory I cannot put my finger on. Then, the joy of childhood and the wonder of new-found independence, as[Read more]