Sought After

With the suffering of His children
And the tears from their gaze
He will make righteousness and song
Spring up before
The nations will rejoice
Though they initially silence
These He has sent
Inevitable gladness will come
From the streets once desolate
From the fields once barren
From the wombs once evacuated
From the hearts once stone
“You will be called Sought After,
The City No Longer Deserted”

Chuggin' Right Along

Well, school and such continues to just rumble along like a trusty car down an unknown road. Sorry for the sporadic updates. Honestly, not much is going on.

One thought sticks out in my mind right now. Today the seminary hosted some preaching lectures. Excellent stuff. The keynote speaker said, "When going to the pulpit, you're taking what you've written--the ink on the page--and turning it into blood. Incarnational delivery is what we're about as ministers...."