Wednesday, April 11, 2007


11 April 2007, 8:23 AM

Do not lament Him, Beloved,
seeing Him in the tomb- the Son conceived
in the womb without seed- for He shall arise
and be glorified, and glorify the Unholy
by His holiness. Though darkness fall
as a shroud, impenetrable to our tainted
minds, yet shall His light fill such things,
the rays of which have pierced and torn
and sundered all that kept at bay fulfillment
of the promise- the Word shall be held
no longer, nor enveloped by the tomb again.

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George MacDonald

"Home is ever so far away in the palm of your hand, and how to get there it is of no use to tell you. But you will get there; you must get there; you have to get there. Everybody who is not at home, has to go home."

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