Reformation Redux
Naughty boys poring over a dusty old creed
Finding candle light bright in a flourescent age;
Pulsation high from reciting the crafted page;
Joy in the finding of a lost commonwealth deed.
Protected by the monarch from the papal state;
Casting off temperance, demanding cups of wine,
Seeing in the nihilistic chaos–design;
Freely choosing to do what was predestinate.
A letter to Rome canceling a trip to Rome;
Farel wrestling Calvin with a doctrinal hold;
Old Latimer’s death fire warming a time grown cold;
From the galley the glimpse of St. Andrews’ Church dome.
Giddy with joy over the bridegroom’s wedding kiss,
Daring the lifeless, faithless monks: Come out! Debate this!
The preacher of Ecclesiastes tells us, "Of the making of many books, there is no end." To which we add, "Of the buying and reading of many books, there is no end."
1 comment:
Thanks, Grace. This year, for some reason, I have had a stronger than usual appreciation for Luther. We all need to be reminded of the need for reformation--personally and nationally.
Ben
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