Showing posts with label Emily Dickenson Poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Emily Dickenson Poem. Show all posts

Monday, October 9, 2017

Thoughts for Monday, October 9, 2017

"I had been hungry all the years-
My noon had come, to dine-
I, trembling, drew the table near
And touched the curious wine.

'T was this on tables I had seen
When turning, hungry, lone,
I looked in windows, for the wealth
I could not hope to own.

I did not know the ample bread,
'T was so unlike the crumb
The birds and I had often shared
In Nature's dining-room.

The plenty hurt me, 't was so new,--
Myself felt ill and odd,
As berry of a mountain bush
Transplanted to the road.

Nor was I hungry; so I found
That hunger was a way
Of persons outside windows,
The entering takes away."

The Bible says:

"For what is a man profited, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul? or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul?" - Matthew 16:26

Recommended sermon (on Matthew 16:26):

The Value of The Soul, by Rev. Kildip Gangar

Recommended reading:

The Romans Road to Salvation

How I Found Christ?

 How I Found Christ? by Charles Spurgeon (1834-1892)