George Matheson could’t see with his eyes. He was blind. But he wasn’t sightless. When he penned “O Love That Will Not Let Me Go,” (which he said he completed, literally, in five minutes) he said it ‘came like a dayspring from on high.’ He wrote it on the evening of his sister’s marriage. I…
George Matheson could’t see with his eyes. He was blind.
But he wasn’t sightless.
When God decided to write His Book, He didn’t begin like a lot of mere men-authors do.
He didn’t begin with “Once upon a time,” not only because that’s a boring way to begin,
But because, well, …when God wrote The Book, ‘time’ hadn’t happened yet, so there was no time to be ‘once upon-ed.’
I will tell you about the day I took Jacob to the doctor. Just he and I. A trip from the East Bay where I lived at the time, across the Bay Bridge and into San Francisco. I drove Jacob because he didn’t see too well in those days. He still drove himself places, occasionally….
I will tell you about the day I took Jacob to the doctor. Just he and I. A trip from the East Bay where I lived at the time, across the Bay Bridge and into San Francisco. I drove Jacob because he didn’t see too well in those days. He still drove himself places, occasionally. But, he probably shouldn’t have. His eyes were failing, and so were his reflexes.
I may have prayed for you, today.
I thought you should know.
(Sometimes, when people tell me they are praying for me,
I wonder if they actually remember to pray.
I guess the reason I wonder about such things is because,
Well, … Sometimes, after I’ve told someone I’ll be praying for them,
I forget to pray.
And I wonder if other people are like me?)
I may have prayed for you, today. I thought you should know. (Sometimes, when people tell me they are praying for me, I wonder if they actually remember to pray.I guess the reason I wonder about such things is because, Well, … Sometimes, after I’ve told…
I wonder, sometimes.
I suppose I wonder because I have been known to ‘wander.’
I occasionally catch myself ambling through my day,
Like a man with nowhere to go, and all day to get there.
I wonder, sometimes. I suppose I wonder because I have been known to ‘wander.’I occasionally catch myself ambling through my day, Like a man with nowhere to go, and all day to get there.It almost seems as if I’m oblivious to what’s going on around me; As if I’m…
People who are close to me—(I don’t mean close to me relationally, I mean, literally ‘close to me’)— know that I wear hearing aids. I wear them because, several months ago, my wife told me, in so many words, that I needed to have my hearing checked. It seemed to her that I wasn’t ‘hearing’ her very well. I told her I could hear her fine; I just couldn’t understand what she was saying.