Last night I posted something at work because that was the only computer that allowed me to sign on to my account. Neither my desktop or my laptop will let me.
It's just a fluke (or an act/blessing of God) that I got on here this time. I sure went about it in a backwards way and I don't think I could repeat the process if I had to to. Any pointers from my Pilgrim Pals would be much appreciated.
Anyhow, now that I'm on there's something I've been wanting to post for two days. Saija's picture of lengthening shadows over at Thro' a Glass Darkly caused me to think of this.
Here's a stanza (or four) or an old him which speaks of shadows:
WE WOULD SEE JESUS
We would see Jesus; for the shadows lengthen
Across this little landscape of our life;
We would see Jesus, our weak faith to strengthen
For the last weariness, the final strife.
We would see Jesus, the great rock foundation
Whereon our feet were set by sovereign grace:
Nor life nor death, with all their agitation,
Can thence remove us, if we see His face.
We would see Jesus, other lights are paling
Which for long years, we have rejoiced to see;
The blessings of our pilgrimage are failing
We would not mourn them, for we go to Thee.
We would see Jesus: this is all we're needing;
Strength, joy and willingness come with the sight;
We would see Jesus, dying, risen, pleading;
Then welcome day, and farewell mortal night.
- John Bacchus Dykes, 1868
- Anna B. Warner, 1852