Spiritual Sunday
I stumbled across the following Emily Dickinson poem about the spiritually liberating effects of reading the Bible. It reminds me a little of “There is no frigate like a book” only the book, in this case, is Holy Scripture. Although Dickinson was not a church goer, she was very attuned to the movement of the Holy Spirit, as this poem shows. Note how reading the Bible lifts men (and women) above poverty, fears of death, and “dingy Days.”
If you want your spirit to grow robust, turn to the precious words of the good book. God has given us a bequest of wings:
He ate and drank the precious Words —
His Spirit grew robust —
He knew no more that he was poor,
Nor that his frame was Dust —
He danced along the dingy Days
And this Bequest of Wings
Was but a Book — What Liberty
A loosened spirit brings —
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