The Cannon of Canons

Henry saw the open Psalter on the desk. It was open to a section in the back. “Hm. C-A-N-O-N-S. Canons?” Henry’s father walked into the room and picked up the Psalter, starting to read where he had left off. “Hey, Dad, what’s the Canons?” Henry asked. “Are those the big guns that go BOOM?” His father smiled. “No, that cannon is spelled a little differently. But these canons are just as important for our defense—our defense of the truth of God’s Word.” He flipped through the pages with Henry....