We are not here to play, to dream, to drift;
We have hard work to do, and loads to lift;
Shun not the struggle--face it; 'tis God's gift.
Say not, "The days are evil. Who's to blame?"
And fold the hands and acquiesce--oh shame!
Stand up, speak out, and bravely, in God's name.
It matters not how deep entrenched the wrong,
How hard the battle goes, the day how long;
Faint not--fight on! Tomorrow comes the song.
~~Maltbie D. Babcock
I was just rather hunting and pecking through a book of poetry this evening since the writing I was attempting was feeling flat and terrible and this book was handy. I stumbled upon the following poem and thought that it was rather fitting for us, as Christians in the current times.
I know nothing about the author, so I don't know how orthodox he was necessarily, but I like the poem...and the message.
New post on The Bee Project! 8/24/17
The Middle Kid
I chose to title this blog "The Adventures of a Middle Kid" because that is exactly what I'll be detailing (mostly). I chose 'kid' over any other word, like 'girl' (I am the middle girl so it also would have worked) or 'child'
The anti-Christ will not overrun Christ’s church or kingdom.