Tag archive: George MacDonald

Mammon

“But it is not the rich man only who is under the dominion of things; they too are slaves who, having no money, are unhappy from the lack of it.” – George MacDonald — I wrote this poem after having… continue reading »

Poetry as Therapy pt. II

Thursday I was upset about something (or, many somethings) while I was at Nathan’s house. After some crying and some huffing and gruffing, I did what I always need to do when I’m upset: I wrote. I laid down on… continue reading »

Relationships are always in flux

I told Nate I’ve forgotten how to write prose–perhaps I have. I’ve been writing poetry a lot lately, mostly for class, and I’ve written a lot of news stories. I haven’t had time to write creative prose. This blog may… continue reading »

"Sinai," from George MacDonald: an Anthology, p. 4

“[God] is against sin: insofar as, and while, they and sin are one, He is against them–against their desires, their aims, their fears, and their hopes; and thus He is altogether and always for them. That thunder and lightening and tempest,… continue reading »

Broken-down thoughts.

George MacDonald said, “Poetry is the highest form of the utterance of men’s thoughts.” Sometimes when I’m thoughtful and pensive and nostalgic and lonely and upset I write poetry. 1.I told God to sleepOn the couch. TonightI’ll sleep alone with the… continue reading »

"Why I Write" by George Orwell

Two observations: 1. I like George Orwell’s thoughts on writing more than I like his writing.2. I may own every book on writing ever printed. — I’ve noticed that I have a really hard time blogging when there’s nothing to… continue reading »

only by prayer and fasting

“But if God is so good as you represent Him, and if He knows all that we need, and better far than we do ourselves, why should it be necessary to ask Him for anything?” I answer, What if He… continue reading »

Title Track: Poets

“Poets do not go mad, but chess players do.” – G.K. Chesterton A few weeks ago my favorite author, J.D. Salinger, died at the age of 91. This was, ironically, at the pinnacle of my Salinger obsession. I had just bought… continue reading »

Stand and Feel Your Worth

Wake, stand and feel your worth, O my soul. Feel and know the word that can save us all. At Sunday school and at youth group we’ve been talking about self-image: how we view ourselves in relation to how we… continue reading »

Forget About Yourself 29-31“What’s the price of a pet canary? Some loose change, right? And God cares what happens to it even more than you do. He pays even greater attention to you, down to the last detail—even numbering the… continue reading »

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