Archive for March 17th, 2011

There’s sadness, a sense of regret when limits are reached.

Age, the enemy of physical prowess, draws various lines.  This sadness need not come to the man/woman who has Christ.  You can move in unlimited challenge. 


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They filled the water pots

All the way to the brim.

For Whom?  For Him.


Zacchaeus had heard lots

He want out on a limb.

For Whom?  For Him.


They laid aside their “jots”

And “tittles,” all so slim.

For Whom?  For Him.


They brought their little tots,

A blessing’s no “mere whim.”

From Whom?  From Him.


Man’s world’s no more mere dots,

Man’s eyes no longer dim.

From Whom?  From Him.


A leper no more rots,

Hopes are no longer slim

From Whom?  From Him.


The first miracle?  Pots.

Vitality and vim?

– All from God’s HIM.

                – eab, 3/17/11

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“So Send I You”

So send I you to labor unrewarded,
To serve unpaid, unloved, unsought, unknown,
To bear rebuke, to suffer scorn and scoffing,
So send I you to toil for me alone.

So send I you – to loneliness and longing,
With heart a-hungering for the loved and known;
Forsaking home and kindred, friend and dear one,
So send I you  – to know my love alone.

So send I you – to leave your life’s ambitions,
To die to dear desire, self-will resign,
To labor long and love where men revile you,
So send I you – to lose your life in mine.

Edith Margaret Clarkson died this date, 3/17/2008 in her native Canada but not her native Province.  She was born in Melville, Saskatchewan (6/8/1915) but passed away in a nursing home in Toronto, Ontario. 

“We come, O Christ, to Thee,” Margaret (her preferred name) saw as her first proper hymn.  It was sung at the first Missionary Conference of the Inter-Varsity Christian Fellowship and published in 1957.

Miss Clarkson, who was converted to Christ at age ten (a conversion influenced by Pilgrim’s Progress) became a primary schoolteacher (some 38 years) who was known for her evangelical faith.  She was a poet of nature (she was a “birder”) but she also penned some 100 hymns.  These were put together in 1986 in book called, A Singing Heart.  Her tastes in other writers included Watts, Newton and Havergal.

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