THE HOLLOW MEN Not With A Bang But a Whimper Poem by T. S. Eliot



We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats’ feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar

Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;

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Ca: I Speak Jesus

We buried a friend today. She was a wonderful, beautiful woman of God and full of life before she was taken from this world into her promised rest. Her name is Caroline but we called her Ca, and she was our dear beloved friend.

The song she loved in her last days and weeks was ‘I speak Jesus’ – and when you listen to this song (over 20 million people have) – you get to understand what was important to our Ca.

I was so honoured to read the eulogy today and this song reflects her utter trust in Jesus Christ, her love for God our Father and her zest for life.

Glory to Jesus Christ.

Dietrich Bonhoeffer in particular exacerbates these longings…

Eric Metaxas on his ten year anniversary edition of ‘Bonhoeffer: Pastor, Martyr, Prophet, Spy‘:

Bonhoeffer’s story remains so moving to me that I feel deeply humbled God allowed me the privilege of bringing it to so many readers over the years. His extraordinary life cannot help but inspire anyone who becomes familiar with it. I know because it’s changed me dramatically, and everywhere I’ve gone people who have read the book have told me the same. That’s what the lives of saints do. They reverberate through the years, shining truth and light into the future.

The first couple of chapters:

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