Gentle Sir Philip Sidney, thou knew'st what belong'd to a scholler; thou knew'st what pains, what toil, what travail conduct to perfection.
12.06.2007
So I'm reading this book by Frederick Buechner
called Secrets in the Dark, and let me tell you, it has been a long time since I've heard God whispering in my ear like He is through this man's writing. It is food for the soul at a time when (as you've probably noticed) I've really needed it.
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I'm glad that there are some places where you can get "fed" 'cause heaven knows this (see post on 12-3) isn't it. Good thing we don't expect too much around here...also good that the preacher on Sunday isn't our interim!
"I am grown at length to see into the vanity of the world more than ever I did, and now I condemn myself for nothing so much as playing the dolt in print . . . . There is nothing that if a man list he may not wrest or pervert. I cannot forbid any to think villainously, Sed caveat emptor, let the interpreter beware; for none ever heard me make allegories of an idle text."
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I'm glad that there are some places where you can get "fed" 'cause heaven knows this (see post on 12-3) isn't it. Good thing we don't expect too much around here...also good that the preacher on Sunday isn't our interim!
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