Eternal God our Father, We join our hearts to our voices to give you honor and praise. Immortal, invisible, God only wise In light inaccessible, hid from our eyes Most blessed, most glorious, the Ancient of Days Almighty, victorious; Thy great name we praise We come together to shout with joy – to worship with gladness – to come before you with joyful songs – because you are most blessed, most glorious, and the Name that is above all names. You are . . . Unresting, unhasting

I wake up lost every morning. At least that’s what it feels like. Perhaps something similar is true of you. Somehow during the night I’ve forgotten the big realities about God and the universe and myself and the gospel. I desperately need to steady myself with biblical truth rather than stumbling forward to live from unbelief. I tend to forget the big realities during the day as well. I regularly catch myself living on the idiotic assumption that I will constantly rememb

On October 22, 1976, Clyde Kilby, who is now with Christ in heaven, gave an unforgettable lecture. I went to hear him that night because I loved him. He had been one of my professors in English Literature at Wheaton College. He opened my eyes to more of life than I knew could be seen. Oh, what eyes he had! He was like his hero, C.S. Lewis, in this regard. When he spoke of the tree he saw on the way to class this morning, you wondered why you had been so blind all your li