In the very midst of life where snares of death surround us, I can write a silly poem about a cow and spend time thinking about what rhymes with the Latin word te, because Jesus has taken care of all the serious stuff.
After praying the words “God is with us, and we with God— / Our vict’ry cannot fail,” King Adolphus rode out with his men…
So if Thou wilt not take away the smart, / I fear no wrath; the thorn serves Thy design / That I despair of all within my heart / And run to Thine.
Astronomy pulls our gaze away from ourselves and out to the entirety of God’s creation.
