After 1 Samuel 17:26-49
What did the boy know,
what did the boy think,
as he approached the giant,
the giant hurling insults
and taunts? Did the boy
feel uncertainty, feel fear?
Did he walk across
the field with a sinking
heart or with confidence
and trust? Did he hear
the angry words of his
own brothers, embarrassed
by their cowardice, their
own fear? What we know
is this: the boy knew
the king’s own armor
was not only useless but
a hindrance, to be cast
aside. What we know is
this: the boy picked up
five smooth stones from
the creek bed, his only
armament against
the armed giant. What we do
know is this: the boy
with the stones prevailed
against the armed giant,
the boy anointed
by his Lord.
Photograph by Awais Jamil via Unsplash. Used with permission.
Some Sunday Readings
On Hospitality – Anthony Esolen at Word & Song.
Why Dads Still Matter – J. Warner Wallace at Cold-Case Christianity.
Evangelism and the Cynic – Melissa Edgington at Your Mom Has a Blog.

1 comment:
Your poems always take my breath away, Glynn, and this one is no exception. Blessings always!
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