Seek ye first the Kingdom of God and His righteousness and all these things shall be added unto you.
Seeking first, above all other life goals, life calculations, life manipulations, stages of life, goalposts.
#Of a man who had the ear of the King and built gallows. MIL INTERNAL
Exodus 18:11. Now I know that The Lord is greater than all gods: for in THE THING WHEREIN THEY DEALT PROUDLY HE WAS ABOVE THEM.
2 Kings 18 and 19.
II Kings 19:14 And Hezekiah received the letter of the hand of the messengers, and read it:
and Hezekiah went up into the house of The Lord, and spread it before The Lord.
Hymn. I need Thee every hour
Hymn.
OFFEND not—DESPISE not—HINDER not—one of these little ones. A Journey of God, Family, Homeschool and Life. Simple Days, Incredibly Complicated Days all filled with the Grace of Our Lord Jesus Christ
Thursday, August 9, 2018
Tuesday, August 7, 2018
Porchside Schoolhouse with William Blake
28 - The Schoolboy
I love to rise in a summer morn,
When the birds sing on every tree;
The distant huntsman winds his horn,
And the skylark sings with me:
O what sweet company!
When the birds sing on every tree;
The distant huntsman winds his horn,
And the skylark sings with me:
O what sweet company!
But to go to school in a summer morn, --
O it drives all joy away!
Under a cruel eye outworn,
The little ones spend the day
In sighing and dismay.
O it drives all joy away!
Under a cruel eye outworn,
The little ones spend the day
In sighing and dismay.
Ah then at times I drooping sit,
And spend many an anxious hour;
Nor in my book can I take delight,
Nor sit in learning's bower,
Worn through with the dreary shower.
And spend many an anxious hour;
Nor in my book can I take delight,
Nor sit in learning's bower,
Worn through with the dreary shower.
How can the bird that is born for joy
Sit in a cage and sing?
How can a child, when fears annoy,
But droop his tender wing,
And forget his youthful spring!
Sit in a cage and sing?
How can a child, when fears annoy,
But droop his tender wing,
And forget his youthful spring!
O father and mother if buds are nipped,
And blossoms blown away;
And if the tender plants are stripped
Of their joy in the springing day,
By sorrow and care's dismay, --
And blossoms blown away;
And if the tender plants are stripped
Of their joy in the springing day,
By sorrow and care's dismay, --
How shall the summer arise in joy,
Or the summer fruits appear?
Or how shall we gather what griefs destroy,
Or bless the mellowing year,
When the blasts of winter appear?
Or the summer fruits appear?
Or how shall we gather what griefs destroy,
Or bless the mellowing year,
When the blasts of winter appear?
Sunday, August 5, 2018
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