From Glory to Glory

  “Show me Your glory,” I sang. From the depths of my soul, I craved Him Or so I assumed.   “Show me Your glory,” I asserted. And went to religion with pick and shovel as a gold miner Seeking his fortune.   “Show me Your glory,” I maintained. Perseveringly. Determined. I exerted to find the interior, Desiring the depths, …

The Spirit’s-Eye View

Reading glasses. A personal friend of mine. Our relationship began sometime within my fortieth year.    I’ve noticed that within two years either side of this big birthday, most people begin to trombone their literature as their eyesight begins to change.    Indeed, “our outer man is decaying.” (2 Corinthians 4:16)   But, in all honesty, that’s a good thing. …