Eleven They that have taken wages of things done When sense abused has blocked the doors of sense, They that have lost their heritage of the sun, Their laughter and their holy innocence ; They turn them now to this thing, now to t'other, For anchor hold against swift-eddying time, Some to that square of … Continue reading Sunday Sonnet
The stepdaughter was going to stay with her grandmother last night. I said "see you next week". She said "Silly! I'll be back tomorrow", and her mother, correctly said that Sunday is the beginning of our week. Because of Christ and the resurrection. Because Saturday is for work and witness, while Sunday we take for … Continue reading #Sunday thoughts.