poetry

September 23, 2023

A Shropshire Lad, XL

Into my heart an air that kills From yon far country blows: What are those blue remembered hills, What spires, what farms are those? That is the land of lost content, I see it shining plain, The happy highways where I went And cannot come again. E. A. Housman 1859 – 1936 Continue reading

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poetry
September 15, 2023

Water Rites – a poem

Can sin be drowned in water,E’en with a flood of tears?Or is it rather SpiritThat grafts the sinner in? Does parting of the watersMake Exodus come true?Or is it rather death to sin That makes one born anew? Between the two creationsTwo baptisms confessThe one depicts the story,The other makes one blest. Immersion in Christ’s storyDeath, Continue reading

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baptism, Ben Witherington, Infant Baptism, poetry

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Well, hello there. I am a middle-aged husband and father living in Brisbane, Australia. I am a committed Christian – more specifically, a Calvinistic, Presbyterian, Postmillennial, paedocommunionist. If you understood all that, you probably need to get out more! I enjoy coffee, poetry, patting cats, sleeping, reading, and being negatively evaluated by strangers on the internet. Your assistance on that last point is greatly appreciated. For the curious, spes clara is Latin for “bright hope.” If you’re wanting to find out what I’ve posted about a particular subject, use the search bar below. If you’ve managed to read all this, you might as well read one of my blog posts – I mean, you’ve come this far. SDG.

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poetry

A Shropshire Lad, XL

Water Rites – a poem