Word

Then shall the kingdom of heaven be likened unto ten virgins,

which took their lamps,

And went forth to meet the bridegroom. 

Mat 25.1

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BEINGS/THINGS FOR WHICH I GIVE THANKS

For Nov. 25

Y.  Yukon – river and territory both with their wideness and their wildness

(God allowed me to see both in the summer of ’85 – grateful)

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god of sports

A precious All American Holiday has been desecrated by “professional” pigskins.

Professional players are the priest and high priests of the god of sports.

– eab, 11/21/12

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LEAVES LEAVE

 

I heard a little rustling,

A noisy sort of bustling,

On a cold November morning,

Outside my window light.

 

Then I looked into the street;

The leaves were on their feet,

Marching, marching onward; no retreat

The wind had called the fight.

 

They’d been called on that day,

With others brown and gray,

And the mother tree that nourished them

Now couldn’t bid them nay,

As they scurried and hurried with their might.  

– eab, Nov. ‘70

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Isaac Watts – died

ON THIS DATE

Isaac Watts died 11/25/1748.   Born (7/17/1674) eldest of 8 children of a Dissenter pastor, Watts learned Latin by 4, Greek at 9, French at 11, & Hebrew at 13.  This “Father of modern hymnology” also wrote Logick (1725), Knowledge of the Heavens and Earth (1726),  Philosophical Essays (1733),  The Improvements of the Mind (1741),  ALL used as Texts for decades at such “little known” colleges as Cambridge, Oxford, Harvard & Yale!  Isaac was only 5’ tall, had a disproportionately large head, & never married.

His nearly 600 hymns include “At the Cross” “Come We That Love the Lord” “Jesus Shall Reign Where’er the Sun” “Am I a Soldier of the Cross?” “When I Survey the Wondrous Cross” “O God Our Help in Ages Past” & “Joy To the World.”

When I survey the wondrous cross

On which the Prince of glory died,

My richest gain I count but loss,

And pour contempt on all my pride.

 

Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,

Save in the death of Christ my God!

All the vain things that charm me most,

I sacrifice them to His blood.

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