Reflections: On the Feast of the AscensionReflections: On the Feast of the Ascension
Tag: Contemplation
Poem of the Week for 17 May 2026Poem of the Week for 17 May 2026
ASCENSION DAY By Christina Rossetti “A Cloud received Him out of their sight.” When Christ went up to Heaven the Apostles stayedGazing at Heaven with souls and wills on fire,Their
Sermon: Why is the Ascension Significant?Sermon: Why is the Ascension Significant?
Francis Chan urges us to radically redefine ambition, advocating for a life of quiet humility, diligent work, and personal integrity – a stark contrast to society’s louder, more self-centered path.
Sermon: The Power of a Quiet Life — You Got to be KiddingSermon: The Power of a Quiet Life — You Got to be Kidding
Francis Chan urges us to radically redefine ambition, advocating for a life of quiet humility, diligent work, and personal integrity – a stark contrast to society’s louder, more self-centered path.
Poem of the Week for 3 May 2026Poem of the Week for 3 May 2026
“My Lord Draws Nigh”by D. W. Whittle (1840-1901) The last poem Whittle wrote was composed and dictated a few weeks before his death, during a night made sleepless by intense
Sermon: Be CourageusSermon: Be Courageus
John Joseph talks about being courageous like Joshua. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MNY8NLCmMEk
Poem of the Week for 12 April 2026Poem of the Week for 12 April 2026
Wherever You Go, Inspired by Joshua 1:9 Be strong, child of promise, do not fear the flame,Though shadows stretch wide, His light stays the same. Courage is not absence of trembling
Poem of the Week for 5 April 2026Poem of the Week for 5 April 2026
George Herbert was a skilled pastor and teacher, as well as an accomplished musician, and this poem is a beautiful illustration of both. Easter was originally two separate poems. But the
Sermon: Chan’ting on Good FridaySermon: Chan’ting on Good Friday
Francis Chan does his thing for Good Friday a while back.
Poem of the Week for 29 March 2026Poem of the Week for 29 March 2026
Good Friday Christina Rossetti Am I a stone, and not a sheep,That I can stand, O Christ, beneath Thy cross,To number drop by drop Thy blood’s slow loss,And yet not