The Shambles, York Minster, & Worried Sheep

Continuing our UK adventure and drifting at times down memory lane, I and my fellow travelers spent some of the 22nd, all of the 23rd, and a bit of the 24th in York. We traipsed along its ancient, cobbled streets on Friday (22nd) eventually finding our way to The Shambles, a street directly out of … Continue reading The Shambles, York Minster, & Worried Sheep

MINDING THE GAP in London

Growing up, I remember an awful lot of ministers admonishing us Christian congregates to ”stand in the gap” for others, but I fear that idea could confound a considerable number of Londoners who, as patrons of the Underground, are daily reminded by a fatherly voice “to mind the gap.” If they did, indeed, stand in … Continue reading MINDING THE GAP in London

No Coward Soul is Mine

by Emily Bronte No coward soul is mine No trembler in the world’s storm-troubled sphere I see Heaven’s glories shine And Faith shines equal arming me from Fear O God within my breast Almighty ever-present Deity Life, that in me hast rest, As I Undying Life, have power in Thee Vain are the thousand creeds … Continue reading No Coward Soul is Mine

The Brontes of Haworth, West Yorkshire

Parsonage home of the Bronte sisters and their curate father in West Yorkshire, England. "No coward soul is mine No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere..." wrote Emily Bronte in 1848. It was a remarkable time for herself, her elder sister Charlotte, and younger sister Anne. Each of the young women had recently published poetry … Continue reading The Brontes of Haworth, West Yorkshire