Sorry there's been something of a hiatus in poems of the day. I was away for a couple of days and came back to find our internet connection was down, so I'm writing this at a friend's house.

Anyway, today is a very special day for me since 3,500 miles away, my godson Thomas was baptised this morning. And tomorrow is the 2nd anniversary of my other godson, Elliot's baptism.

So this poem is for them.

Holy Baptism II

SINCE, Lord, to thee
A narrow way and little gate
Is all the passage, on my infancy
Thou didst lay hold, and antedate
My faith in me.

O let me still
Write thee great God, and me a child
Let me be soft and supple to thy will,
Small to myself, to others mild,
Behither ill.

Although by stealth
My flesh get on; yet let her sister
My soul bid nothing, but preserve her wealth:
The growth of flesh is but a blister;
Childhood is health.

George Herbert

Trusting that the Lord laid hold on both my boys and praying that they'll come to profess the faith he's given them. And praying that they'll always know their great God and be obedient to his will, humble to themselves and kind to others.