Archive for November, 2007

No other refuge

Saturday, November 3rd, 2007

As I read in The Valley of Vision today, these words expressed so concisely the things that I’ve been reading and thinking about in the last few days, and I echo the Puritan’s prayer:
O Lord God,
Thou has commanded me to believe in Jesus;
and I would flee to no other refuge,
wash in no other fountain,
build on [...]

Even over my aching back

Thursday, November 1st, 2007

A couple of mornings ago, I moved my foot from the rim of our clawfoot tub back to the floor, and that simple, usual, lotion-applying movement turned me into a temporary invalid. When it’s absolutely necessary for me to move, I find myself doing the Tim Conway Old Man shuffle, if you remember that character [...]