The gospel is mean to make us restless, even though, as Augustine reminds us, our hearts our restless until we find our rest in God. Here, in this poem, George Herbert speaks a word on Rest. The Pulley George Herbert When God at first made
I have found the music of worship to do this in the heart; I love it all, but something about certain beautiful forms of music accompanied by God-centric, poetic lyrics, causes the soul to refix and reorient. Church Musick By George Herbert Sweetest of sweets,
Here is one of my favorite poems from George Herbert’s The Temple. The Dawning George Herbert Awake sad heart, whom sorrow ever drowns; Take up thine eyes, which feed on earth; Unfold thy forehead gather’d into frowns: Thy Saviour comes, and with him mirth: Awake,
We’re still in full-bore classes this week, and today we focus our attention on George Herbert. He may be my master by the time this module is over. “Yet by confession will I come Into the conquest. Though I can do nought Against you, in
Enduring Truth, I suggest, may be a better phrase for postmodern culture than the phrase “absolute truth” that has so riddled Church/culture conversation for the past centuries. “Absolute” presupposes we know everything, across all time, in all cultures, in all social situations. Given that even
