O Lord in me, there is naught
but to your search revealed lies,
for when I sit
You notice it,
no less you notice when I rise;
The closest closet of my thought
has open windows to your eyes.
- From Psalm 139 of The Sidney Psalter, a 16th-century metrical rewriting of the Psalms into English poetry, by Mary Sidney
A Note to My Readers -
I've decided to remove my Sunday posts from the weekly cycle. Although I hope they've been of benefit to some of you, they are necessarily secondary to my regular work of sermon preparation each week. I've found that having that extra post to write simply added to the burden of my work. For those readers who would still like access to my weekly work in Scriptural exposition, I would ask them to access the podcasts of my sermons (available through a link in the sidebar), since that remains the primary form of my Bible teaching each week.