Faith and Sight

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Gallio’s Scorn

I first started this blog over fifteen and a half years ago, and I’m not sure what I had in mind. Though I have kept it, I can honestly say that I’m still not sure what exactly I have in mind. And why did I keep it, even though I didn’t post for almost 11 years? A little baffling. Nevertheless! I am glad I did. Perhaps I like the breadcrumb trail nature of it. The mystery of me, who like many people, is often confused by my own self.

Here is a repost of the very first entry I made. It’s a poem by John Henry Newman.

Faith Against Sight

The world has cycles in its course, when all
That once has been, is acted o’er again:-
Not by some fated law, which need appal
Our faith, or binds our deeds as with a chain;
But by men’s separate sins, which, blended still,
The same bad round fulfill.

Then fear ye not, though Gallio’s scorn you see,
And soft-clad nobles count you mad, true hearts!
These are the fig-tree’s signs; – rough deeds must be,
Trials and crimes; so learn ye well your parts.
Once more to plough the earth it is decreed,
And scatter wide the seed.

– John Henry Newman


When I sat down to write this today, I really couldn’t remember much about why I chose this as my entry point, or where I got this poem of his, or why I thought it was important to post. But I did a little digging and behold! I must have come across it while choosing the name of this site. Mundane reason, but such a great poem. I’m glad I searched it up and fixed it here, so the attribution is clear.

It is true – rough deeds must be. And so here is another entreaty to myself and anyone else who cares to consider it: learn ye well your parts, plough the earth, and scatter wide the seed.

God is Good, and he is at work. He is Jehovah, the one who comes to us, tells us his name, and always finishes the work he has begun in us. What a gift.

Messiah Still, and All Alone

O Praise the Name of the Lord Our God


I cast my mind to Calvary
Where Jesus bled and died for me
I see His wounds, His hands, His feet
My Saviour on that cursed tree


His body bound and drenched in tears
They laid Him down in Joseph’s tomb
The entrance sealed by heavy stone
Messiah still and all alone

[Chorus]
O praise the Name of the Lord, our God
O praise His Name forevermore
For endless days we will sing Your praise
O Lord, O Lord, our God!


Then on the third at break of dawn
The Son of heaven rose again
O trampled death, where is your sting?
The angels roar for Christ the King

He shall return in robes of white
The blazing sun shall pierce the night
And I will rise among the saints
My gaze transfixed on Jesus’ face

2 Corinthians 5

I’m enduring Paul’s letters today. I confess I largely endure them, something I’m sure I could improve my attitude and perspective on. Why, I wonder? Of course, every now and then Paul is so lovely and says something so nicely that I don’t mind the abrasiveness. Today I have enjoyed him. Here are some especially fetching sentences from 2 Corinthians 5:

“Now we know that if the earthly tent we live in is destroyed, we have a building from God, an eternal house in heaven, not built by human hands. … We live by faith, not by sight. … Since, then, we know what it is to fear the Lord, we try to persuade men. … If we are out of our mind, it is for the sake of God; if we are in our right mind, it is for you. For Christ’s love compels us… So from now on regard no one from a worldly point of view. … If anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation: the old has gone, the new has come! … God [is] reconciling the world to himself in Christ, not counting men’s sins against them. … We implore you on Christ’s behalf: Be reconciled to God. … I tell you, now is the time of God’s favor, now is the day of salvation.”

Now is the day for lots of things, of course, but surely this is the most important thing to grasp. So I keep challenging myself to live by faith, and not by sight. Again, and again. “Do not forget!” I tell myself. “For He has surely not forgotten you.” I do love Him for that.

Faith Against Sight

The world has cycles in its course, when all
That once has been, is acted o’er again:-
Not by some fated law, which need appal
Our faith, or binds our deeds as with a chain;
But by men’s separate sins, which, blended still,
The same bad round fulfill.

Then fear ye not, though Gallio’s scorn you see,
And soft-clad nobles count you mad, true hearts!
These are the fig-tree’s signs; – rough deeds must be,
Trials and crimes; so learn ye well your parts.
Once more to plough the earth it is decreed,
And scatter wide the seed.

– John Henry Newman

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