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Forget-me-nots
There was a patch of wild forget-me-nots on the bank of a creek that formed the border of our back yard when I was growing up. It must have been my mother who told me the name of the pretty little blue flowers, and it always interested me. I tried to imagine how they got…
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Isaiah
If the Gospel of Jesus could be condensed into one sentence, it would be by someone who never knew Jesus or ever heard him speak. It would be the Prophet Isaiah, speaking God’s own words to the Hebrew people in chapter 43, verse 25: “I even I, am He who blots out your transgressions, for…
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Joy
A turning point in my faith occurred when I read the words in Nehemiah 8, “The joy of the Lord is your strength,” not for the first time, but with the first listening ears to hear the meaning of the words. Previously I had tucked these words into a category of pretty expressions. One day…
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God’s Spoiled Children
Charles Spurgeon was a famous Baptist minister in England at the end of the 19th century. His sermons appeared in American newspapers the week he delivered them in England. I once worshiped in a Methodist church where the pastor’s brother and father, both Methodist ministers, were named “Spurgeon.” He is still quoted in many denominations,…
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From To Friend
Servant to Friend From Servant To Friend What slave when his master tells him to do something, would ever be so proud as to say “Why?” The Lord keeps His counsel and his plans to himself. They become clearer if he does his duty, if he does well, if from being a servant he becomes…
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Come As A Child
When I was quite young my father used a straight razor to shave. I had seen him shave many times and asked questions. He was generous with his answers. Once when my grandparents were visiting for an overnight I hurried to their room in the morning, and found Grandpa shaving with an electric shaver. I…
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Without A Harp
When I was part of a group of friends who played the recorder (instrument ) together, we sent out a notice in the church that we would welcome new players for our “chamber music” group. To our surprise a harpist called and asked if she cold join. We were delighted to have a harp with…
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Christ Speaks
Sometimes Christ speaks to us through the words of a child. Many times he speaks through his church, in its teaching and preaching and in its traditions and rituals, and certainly in the the Scriptures, which are not a literary relic , but through which Christ speaks all the time. (paraphrase from the Spiritual Diaries…
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Those Who Hope
I am the grandmother of a fifteen year old and an almost eleven year old; this week I was “carded” in Walmart when I checked out with a bottle of strawberry wine among my purchases. Maybe it was the hat that might have concealed or at least shadowed part of my face. Jack was sure…
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Bonding
One day when my college friend Pat and I were walking on the beach at Jones Beach, we saw two young boys on a dock looking at a catch of fish hanging on a line from the side of the dock. “That must hurt a lot,” said the smaller boy. “Oh no,” his companion said,…