The beasts would not think it hard if I told them to walk on their heads. It would become their delight to walk on their heads. I am His beast, and all His biddings are joys. The Lady speaking to Dr. Edwin Ransom in C.S. Lewis’ Perelandra. When my wife and I first saw…
It is Christmas time once again. So it makes perfect sense to pick up the Deus Vincit hymn series once again with my favorite carol: O Come, O Come Emmanuel. I don’t remember hearing this song that many times as a little boy. Maybe because there was only a limited amount of space…
The heavens declare the glory of God, the skies proclaim the work of His hands. Day after day they pour forth speech, night after night they reveal knowledge. They have no speech, they use no words; no sound is heard from them. Yet their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to…
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