Monday, December 25, 2006

Merry Christmas

I was thinking about Philippians and things good and high today, being the celebrated day of my Saviors birth. Back a while I worked for an atheist and still do a bit here and there, when home, for some getting by money; he wished me a Merry Christmas when we finished looking at a job yesterday. I was considering afterwards, where would this world be without thoughts as good and as high as Christ born for men to at least wrestle with, even if they want to continue in unbelief.

I was reading Milton on this morn;

That glorious Form, that Light unsufferale,
And that far-beaming blaze of Majesty,
Wherewith he wont at Heav'n's high Council-Table,
To sit the midst of Trinal Unity,
He laid aside; and here with us to be,
Forsook the Courts of everlasting Day,
And chose with us a darksome House of mortal Clay.

It does my soul well to remember a childlike faith on the Day the Savior twas born.

Sunday, December 10, 2006


Cast the dye, I’ll take my lot,
Among the working men this way,
Not for bread or a chalet.
For, today I’ve made the Day.
Far from great I sit this date,
Victory, not, in heights and lights,
But over my simple delights.
Passion conquered, treaded down.
Victory! With battle axe I do resound,
For what are danger, death, and toil,
I bring my battle axe to soil,
What ever comes across my path.
For, I weld the Battle Axe.

O sharpened steel, O glistening blade,
With you who can draw the shade?
Wallow not in yellow mire,
Burn will I in fiercest fire.
Let me stand with men of old,
Slay the dragons, take the gold.
Or point my mighty stag,
Toward home. For here I stand,
I’ll take the day.
For wit have I, and blood to pay.

- C. R. Honsinger