Friday, October 3, 2025

It was the boy


After I Samuel 16:1-13
 

It wasn’t any of the men

whom the Lord chose,

the men so imposing 

and handsome, conforming

to human expectations

of what a king should be.

It was the boy, handsome,

yes, but the critical thing

wasn’t the appearance.

It was the boy’s heart,

the boy’s heart that

sought God, the heart

that would listen to God

and slay giants. Anoint

the boy, for this is the one

I’ve chosen, a boy after

my own heart.

 

Photograph by Onur Binay via Unsplash. Used with permission.


Some Friday Readings

 

The Hare and the Lamb – story by Paul Kingsnorth.

 

“Sabbaths 2020 VIII,” poem by Wendell Berry – D.S. Martin at Kingdom Poets.

 

Why my watch buzzes at 10:02 every morning – Ed Stych at Fishers of Men.

 

“The Day Thou Gavest,” hymn by John Ellerton – Anthony Esolen at Word & Song.

 

Light Little Fires – Chris Martin at FYI.

 

Dappled Glory – poem by Seth Lewis.

1 comment:

Martha Jane Orlando said...

A boy after my own heart . . . I love that line, Glynn! Blessings!