A group based near Ft Worth (actually Glen Rose), called the Fellowship of Reformed Churches, has not only a website, but an annual conference. The information is located here. It looks great! The date is Oct 14 (during the State Fair, yikes) and the location is Southwestern Baptist Seminary. The title of the conference is “Humble Orthodoxy.”
Archive for July, 2006
Wow. How about a Reformed Presbyterian preacher who uses poetry to make fun of, and refute, false doctrine? Such a man was Ralph Erskine (1685-1752). But on the White Horse Inn last week, Michael Horton quoted one of his more mainstream poems, a selection from his Gospel Sonnets entitled “Redemption in Christ.” Here is a selection; the complete poem is in Section II of this page at Reformation Ink.
The second Adam, sov’reign Lord of all,
Did, by his Father’s authorizing call,
From bosom of eternal love descend,
To save the guilty race that him offend;
To treat an everlasting peace with those,
Who were, and ever would have been his foes.
His errand, never-ending life to give
To them, whose malice would not let him live;
To make a match with rebels, and espouse
The brat which at his love her spite avows.
Himself he humbled, to depress her pride,
And make his mortal foe his loving bride.
But, ere there marriage can be solemniz’d,
All lets must be remov’d, all parties pleas’d.
Law-righteousness requir’d, must be procur’d,
Law-vengeance threatned, must be full endur’d,
Stern justice must have credit by the match,
Sweet mercy by the heart the bride must catch.
Poor Bankrupt! all her debt must first be paid,
Her former husband in the grave be laid:
Her present Lover must be at the cost,
To save and ransom to the uttermost.
If you let Everett loose with a camera, you’re bound to get some fun. Here is Kim’s reaction to some of the times Everett wanted to point a camera at her:
On the other hand, when he does catch you unaware, you might not totally like the result. Thus the hand in the face. Here, he catches his Mama from below:
But I love it when he caught his teacher in a great teaching moment:
But sometimes, he hits it just right. Here, he captures two of my favorite people at the lunch table.
After several months of nothing, I posted three new George Herbert poems today - Faith, Prayer (1), and Holy Communion. No matter how many years go by, I will never get tired of Herbert.
Excerpts from “Faith”:
I owed thousands and much more:
I did believe that I did nothing owe,
And lived accordingly; my creditor
Believes so too, and lets me go.
If bliss had lien in art or strength,
None but the wise and strong had gained it:
Where now by Faith all arms are of a length;
One size doth all conditions fit.
Prayer, the Church’s banquet, Angel’s age.
God’s breath in man returning to his birth,
The soul in paraphrase, heart in pilgrimage,
The Christian plummet sounding heaven and earth;
Engine against th’ Almighty, sinner’s tower,
Reversed thunder, Christ-side-piercing spear,
The six days’ world-transposing in an hour,
A kind of tune, which all things hear and fear;
Softness, and peace, and joy, and love, and bliss.
Exalted Manna, gladness of the best,
Heaven in ordinary, men well drest,
The Milky Way, the bird of Paradise,
Church-bells beyond the stars heard, the soul’s blood,
The land of spices, something understood.
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