Having recently read some of Orwell’s essays, I’m again in this post reflecting on some points that he covers that are worthy of consideration, aligned with the aims of this blog. One lengthy essay Orwell wrote entitled Such, such were the joys explores the anything but joyous experience he had at St Cyprian’s in the …
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Now all that remains is the final section of Zechariah's song: And you, my child, will be called a prophet of the Most High; for you will go on before the Lord to prepare the way for him, to give his people the knowledge of salvation through the forgiveness of their sins, because of the tender …
In the previous post, Zechariah had begun to sing praise to God. He declared that his son was to be called John and then his ability to speak returned once more. Here's the first half of his song, from Luke's gospel: His father Zechariah was filled with the Holy Spirit and prophesied: Praise be to the …
Continue reading Advent 2021 #23: Overwhelmingly, unyieldingly good
In yesterday's post, I left Zechariah on mute, waiting for the birth of his son, John. I also mentioned how there is a lot of singing in the Biblical account of the first Christmas, as well as the phrase "filled with the Holy Spirit." Both crop up a fair bit, but back to John's story... …
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