You can listen to my sermon from Sunday, January 19th by using the player below. Please note that we’ve had some technical difficulties with our sound system, and therefore the audio quality isn’t as good as it should be. Hopefully this all will be fixed by next week. Additionally, I refer to a graphic from Eric Law’s book The Wolf Shall Dwell with the Lamb in the sermon, so I’m including it, and the text of “from the Dark Tower” by Countee Cullen, below the audio player in this post.
From The Dark Tower
by Countee Cullen
We shall not always plant while others reap
The golden increment of bursting fruit,
Not always countenance, abject and mute,
That lesser men should hold their brothers cheap;
Not everlastingly while others sleep
Shall we beguile their limbs with mellow flute,
Not always bend to some more subtle brute;
We were not made to eternally weep.
The night whose sable breast relieves the stark,
White stars is no less lovely being dark,
And there are buds that cannot bloom at all
In light, but crumple, piteous, and fall;
So in the dark we hide the heart that bleeds,
And wait, and tend our agonizing seeds.
