Poem of the Week: 9/30/07-10/6/07

I often thought that this little poem was too good to be buried in the song that it was buried in. I often thought that Rich Mullins wrote all the extra words just to make it song length. So I am extracting it from the song and making it poem of the week.

Sometimes I think of Abraham
How one star he saw had been lit for me
He was a stranger in this land
And I am that, no less than he
And on this road to righteousness
Sometimes the climb can be so steep
I may falter in my steps
But never beyond Your reach

What we have lost…

We have gone from this….

Curious Expeditions.jpg

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And this….

Cap'n Surly Picture

Click here for the picture in its original glory. It broke my heart to cut it down to reasonable size.

To this….

Picture by Francisca Bravo

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Part of the blame for this decline lies with the architects. But the biggest problem is that there are not that many skilled tradesmen left. And without skilled tradesmen, it is hard to make fine buildings.

I am deeply indebted to the above photographers for putting their work out on a creative commons license. Also check out Curious Expeditions awesome collection of photos of beautiful libraries (h/t Marginal Revolution).