wind sun and water
no salt no sharks no worries
ladies eat it up
My Ancient Literature class at Coram Deo Academics (a Classical Education resource for homeschoolers in Michigan) is finishing up Till We Have Faces: A Myth Retold, by CS Lewis. This week I’m announcing an extra credit assignment that will serve as a poetry contest. Three prizes will be awarded. I’ll submit the poems I receive on this site, and I’m asking readers and followers to help me select first, second, and third prizes. The due date will be March 10 (when I’ll post all poems received). So please return and help me with this project via comments. I have a fantastic group of kids (grades 7 through 12), and I suspect that you will see some exceptional work. No restraints will be given with regard to form and content. The only guidelines I’ll lay down will be that at least one line must mention either the book and/or character(s) in the book. Pseudonyms will be used for students’ work unless parents grant permission for actual names.
In the meantime, I have an appetizer: Orual’s Complaint, my latest haiku . . . .
Were we to strip the cultural nuances of ‘free choice’ away and distill it down to its root value, the undeniable truth is that we humans esteem our greatest desires more highly than anything else at any given speck of time. The capacity of ‘human will’ is absolutely free, yet it is shackled and chained by desire.
Has your ‘free will’ been shackled and chained by Christ crucified? If so, then as I, you may have been regenerated by Christ—the power of God and wisdom of God. Before that event occurred, I was strong–a real wise guy, but then I learned: “…the foolishness of God is wiser than men, and the weakness of God is stronger than men (1 Corinthians 1:25). What is your greatest desire?