Pyramids attest to great men and annals belong to kings but most of us common folk will simply make due with gravestones. Yet there remains a still more excellent way, a deeper legacy, a richer inheritance for those who follow — a legacy not etched in stone, but in that indestructible substance: love. The following article from Cripplegate illustrates my point.
The seventeenth century life of Thomas Vincent testified to the supremacy of love to Christ; the etchings of his pen still prick hearts — even my own selfish heart — today. Truly, “though dead, yet he speaks…”