
2 years ago
I aspire to live a life in which my lamp is never extinguished, my oil never runs dry. I long for more, for deeper, for brighter and as I continue to study at my Father’s feet this goal only becomes more desirable.
The Tin Man had once been a real man who had been in love with a beautiful maiden. It was his dream to marry her once he had the money to buy a cottage in the woods. The Wicked Witch hated his love and she cast spells upon the man that caused him injury, so that one by one his limbs needed to be replaced with artificial ones, made of tin. At first it seemed an advantage, for his metal frame allowed him to work nearly as powerfully as a machine. With a heart of love and arms that never tired, he seemed sure to win.
"I thought I had beaten the Wicked Witch then, and I worked harder than ever; but I little knew how cruel my enemy could be. She...made my axe slip again, so that it cut right through my body, splitting it into two halves. Once more the tinner came to my help and made me a body of tin...I could move around as well as ever. But alas! I now had no heart, so that I lost all my love for the girl, and did not care whether I married her or not...
"My body shone so brightly in the sun that I felt very proud of it and it did not matter now if my axe slipped, for it could not cut me...However, there came a day when...being caught in a rainstorm, before I had thought of the danger of my joints had rusted, and I was left to stand in the woods until you came to help me."
Notice, there was a man who was once real and alive and in love. But after a series of blows, his humanity was reduced to efficiency. He became a sort of machine-a hollow man. At first, he did not even notice, for his condition made him an excellent woodman, as any person can become productive like a machine when he forgoes his heart...
We, too, have suffered a series of blows over time. And we, too, have seized upon efficiency, busyness, and productivity as the life we will live instead. Now we are lost. Dazed.
Forever and ever, your word stays the same
Forever and ever, we will sing your praise
Some day this world will fade away
And I'll be with you
You're all that remains