Psalming Padawan

 Though death may come and grief increase,
And tears doth flow and e'en increase
Despair we not – Christ is our peace.
In Christ fore'er we stand!

Though death his gruesome teeth doth bear
We hold our ground and have no fear
For Jesus is beside us there.
In Christ fore'er we stand!

Preserve Thy holy church, O Lord,

From ev'ry strife and all discord

That pure and holy she may be

 O Jesus, blessed Lord,
Thou art so dear to me,
For Thou didst come within Thy word
When pastor spake to me.

It is a wond'rous thing;
Mine heart doth leap for joy -
Just as an hart doth in the spring -
When I Thy grace enjoy.

O Christ, my precious gem,
Thou art mine heart's desire;
Thy pastor sins doth not

 Psalm 87 is a wonderful Psalm.  It's about the city of God.  Mount Zion, you know, the church.  It says, "Glorious things of you are spoken, O city of God."  What is this psalm talking about?  We surely don't hear many good things said day to day about the church.  The world

 This post is something I've been thinking about some time, but also spurred on by Pr. Borghardt.

We've all been in church surrounded by kids.  We think, "Great, now lets hope they pay attention and don't bother me."  We all know the kids I'm talking about.  The ones with toys, or