One of my great passions is the Word of God (Hence the name of this blog). I love spending time in it, but I also love reading about it. In one of the books I was reading not long ago, I came across this poem. I thought you might enjoy it.
The Anvil of God’s Word
Last Eve I paused beside the blacksmith’s door
And heard the anvil ring the vesper chimes;
Then looking in, I saw upon the floor
Old hammers worn out with beating years of time.
“How many anvils have you had,” said I,
“To wear and batter all these hammers so?”
“Just one,” said he and then with twinkling eye,
“The anvil wears the hammers out, you know.”
And so I thought, the anvil of God’s Word
For ages skeptics’ blows have beat upon,
Yet, though the noise of falling blows was heard,
The anvil is unharmed, the hammers are gone.
W. A. Criswell, The Bible for Today’s World (Grand Rapids: Zondervan, 1965), 118.