So, I was supposed to have already posted about our day in Enchanted Kingdom, however, thanks to Youtube being an ass and not cooperating with the videos I’m trying to upload (and, let me tell you, there are a lot of them!), that post would have to wait a little while longer. For now, let me share with you another chapter from the Little Devotional Book.
‘Richard Cory’, perhaps Edwin Arlington Robinson’s most famous poem, is a good reminder never to judge the state of a man’s heart by the size of his wallet or the grandeur of his possessions:
Whenever Richard Cory went down town,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean favored, and imperially slim.
And he was always quietly arrayed,
And he was always human when he talked;
But still he fluttered pulses when he said,
‘Good morning,’ and he glittered when he walked.
And he was rich–yes richer than a king–
And admirably schooled in every grace:
In fine, we thought he was everything
To make us wish that we were in his place.
So on we worked, and waited for the light,
And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
Went home and put a bullet through his head.
It’s only when Christ is the only One who ultimately matters, that everything else matters!