Valerie is a 42-year-old, single, Reformed Christian lady who lives in Baltimore. She doesn't remember a time
before she knew and loved Jesus, but she does remember accepting John Calvin into her heart in March of 2000.
Valerie is a member of Christ Reformed Evangelical Church in Annapolis.
Though her career aspiration is to be a housewife, Valerie has not yet found anyone suitable who wishes to hire
her for employment in that field (or, more properly, anyone suitable has not found her), so in the meantime she
earns her daily bread working in communications -- editing, writing, print design and website management.
Watts possessed an exceptional intellect--mastering Latin, Greek, French, and Hebrew all by the time he was thirteen--which even in his earliest years turned a special interest toward poetry. Evidently his constant rhyming so annoyed his father that the younger Watts was warned to stop or get whipped. But he didn't listen very well, and when his father took to giving him the promised whipping young Isaac blurted out--
O father, do some pity take, And I will no more verses make!
Watts reports that his father--either from amusement or frustration--finally gave in, and the poetry continued.
It's sad that he found the Psalms so ponderous (perhaps they were in the incarnation of the day), but I'm very grateful for his contributions to English hymnody. "Prepare new honors for His Name, And songs before unknown," indeed!
Posted by Valerie (Kyriosity) at 12:48 PM