Robert Frost's poem "A Cliff Dwelling" reminds me of the people who must have lived here "Oh years ago--ten thousand years" and enjoyed the beauty and safety of a cliff. A place "to rest from his besetting fears". Welcome to mine.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Uncle Bruce
I am thinking of you tonight and the place in the Bible that says 'he maketh me to lie down in green pastures. He leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul.' A wise one once said 'redemption costs little for the wise spender who has not amounted great credit bills and debts. It costs a good deal more for those who have. But one whose work is redemption counts not the cost but the gain. So nothing is lost if all is redeemed. Only the fearful see loss in a lost soul. One whose work is redemption sees only a soul."
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