Scriptura
Its language largely forgotten we
(A) rely on professionals to remind us
of its lines or
(B) pine for the good old days which,
let’s face it, were not all that swell.
Maybe the will toward the words is
atavistic, sometimes skipping generations.
Maybe a people not yet born will
learn again to pronounce each morning’s
mercies new, and what the sorrow
sounds like that leads to repentance.
Let it be.
I love this: “Maybe a people not yet born will learn again to pronounce each morning’s mercies new, and what the sorrow sounds like that leads to repentance.” Beautiful words, John. Let’s hope and pray that a regeneration will create in all people a “will toward the words” when the time is ripe in their lives.
the sorrow sound… yes.
… my spirit stands mesmerized.
Blessed are those who are poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
there’s always lots to love here. much profundity (HA! how do you like them apples?). sometimes it’s just a word. in this case “swell.” I love “swell.” It’s so 1950s. don’t know if the 50s were good days or bad days, but they brought us “swell,” which is a good thing.
Thank you, and God bless you!