The Sluggard

A poem based on Proverbs 24:30-34.

‘Tis the voice of the sluggard; I heard him complain,
“You have waked me too soon, I must slumber again.”
As the door on its hinges, so he on his bed,
Turns his sides and his shoulders and his heavy head.

“A little more sleep, and a little more slumber;”
Thus he wastes half his days, and his hours without number,
And when he gets up, he sits folding his hands,
Or walks about sauntering, or trifling he stands.

I pass’d by his garden, and saw the wild brier,
The thorn and the thistle grow broader and higher;
The clothes that hang on him are turning to rags;
And his money still wastes till he starves or he begs.

I made him a visit, still hoping to find
That he took better care for improving his mind:
He told me his dreams, talked of eating and drinking;
But scarce reads his Bible, and never loves thinking.

Said I then to my heart, “Here’s a lesson for me,”
This man’s but a picture of what I might be:
But thanks to my friends for their care in my breeding,
Who taught me betimes to love working and reading.

by Isaac Watts

I have so much to learn. Allow God to inspire me.

Rebuilding Herod’s Temple

A retired farmer has spent the last 30 years building a reconstruction of Herod’s temple and he isn’t finished. Check out some pictures below and click the link for more information and a slideshow!

Every piece of clay was baked and molded by Alec Garrard and he sculpted over 4000 clay models in order to make his creation super life like. People from all over the world come to see it and he provides them binoculars so they can see everything.

Now that’s dedication. I hope he finishes it although he doesn’t believe he will in his lifetime.

Thanks Telegraph.co.uk