That We Might Join God's Love for the Unreached
O dark and far
Where millions sleep,
And blind am I,
And deaf I turn my hearing ears tonight
Against their nightmare wailings in the sky.
Our light has dawned, and climbed...
And fades; but theirs is night that will not break.
God has heard them; now I
Will hear from him their whispered hope for light;
Then wakes my sight.
The endless joy of His most ancient plan
To dawn His light on every sleeping land
Consumes my heart, my mind, my hands--
So I pray--prayer knows no distance,
But all delight.
* Note to My Readers: Due to the busyness of the next month and a half, I'm making a few minor changes to my schedule of posting. All posts will continue to be made daily and will consist of material that has not appeared before on this blog. However, because my time will be taken up by my final thesis defense for my Master of Church History degree and by a trip to the Holy Land, several of my ongoing series will be on hold until May.
- On Wednesdays, I'll be posting some of my original poems from my college years, and then in May my "Evangeliad" poems will resume.
- On Thursdays, my series on "How to Be Miserable in Your Christian Life" will wrap up by the end of March. That will conclude that series for now; however, if you enjoyed it, please let me know, because I may add more to it at some later point.
- And on Fridays, my "Glimpses of Grace" series will be on hiatus until May. In the meantime, it will be replaced with a serialized, unpublished novella that I wrote back in 2005, "Worth It All." Beginning in the first week of May, "Glimpses of Grace" will return, this time in the Thursday slot, and a newly-composed adventure novel will be posted on Fridays.