A Forgotten Jewel Glimmers Again

Let us now praise famous men, and our fathers that begot us. The Lord hath wrought great glory by them through his great power from the beginning. – Ecclesiasticus 44:1‒2, Authorized Version. As I write during this octave of All Saints I smirk thinking about Bishop John Jewel. He is an English saint worth remembering…

CHURCHYARDS

1. I never can see a churchyard old, With its mossy stones and mounds, And green-trees weeping the unforgot That rest in its hallowed bounds ; I never can see the old churchyard, But I breathe to God a prayer, That, sleep as I may in this fevered life, I may rest when I slumber…

Anglicanism and the Imagination Deficit

J.R.R. Tolkien tells a short story about an ordinary fellow who just wants to finish a painting. Over time, he is constantly distracted by the requests of his neighbors, and eventually he grows sick and dies, leaving his painting unfinished. As he navigates the afterlife, he finds that much of his character is judged by…

Sparks

Sparks flying over beaten metal In the gloom of a smithy; Drops of dew upon a petal In the grandeur of a city; Strike a bell and there is music In the late-spring streets, But there is a sound of pity When the blacksmith beats; The sighs of the lovesick, The sparkling of artificial stars,…

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