“The Call” and “Dying” are cut from the same cloth. They are both 5,7,5 haiku poems and a current of meaning flows between them. One poem begins with a call; God’s anxious yearning and call for this youthful age whom seem to be dying of loneliness and depression. God passionately loves them yet they are consumed, nearly blinded, by the many sparkling idols of materialism and the false promises of radical individualism. But God promises his abundant graces anyway; unmerited gifts to even those at the earliest ages capable of discerning basic truths. God desires a revival; a new age where the virtue of hope leads to real, lasting and stable happiness and death to philosophies that imprison the human person and crush the spirit. Indeed, the age of hope is now.
“The Call” and “Dying” are cut from the same cloth. They are both 5,7,5 haiku poems and a current of meaning flows between them. One poem begins with a call; God’s anxious yearning and call for this youthful age whom seem to be dying of loneliness and depression. God passionately loves them yet they are consumed, nearly blinded, by the many sparkling idols of materialism and the false promises of radical individualism. But God promises his abundant graces anyway; unmerited gifts to even those at the earliest ages capable of discerning basic truths. God desires a revival; a new age where the virtue of hope leads to real, lasting and stable happiness and death to philosophies that imprison the human person and crush the spirit. Indeed, the age of hope is now.
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