Month: June 2012
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Old Songs
There is something so comforting about old songs which we still love. They are soft to the ear, enveloping, familiar in the best of ways, like a worn comforter.
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intellect
How vain is the exercise of intellect apart from the seeking of God, divorced from that light by which the children of men see! How silly it is! For He is the only one ‘in whose light we see light’, the only one in whom there are mysteries and treasures endless, who possesses surpassing knowledge…
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Forever
Forever. That is an easy term to throw about. I think it is interesting that sometimes when we want to express how much we love something in the present, we declare that we will feel this way about it forever, for all time, from this point on till the end. This can be about a…
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Seeds
There are several thought-seeds from the last few weeks. They began very small and have been growing. They are something along the lines of: 1) A sense of this feeling right; that there are good things coming; that it is truly providential, being here. Especially when walking outside, or seeing the skyline, or walking through…
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Praying for our leaders
It has begun to cross my mind that the responsibility Paul charges to us who are believers, to pray for our leaders (1 Tim 2), is quite important. This will become a more pressing need in the coming months in the U.S. as elections approach. As people, in general, tend to be bitterly opposed to…
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Regarding a character from a story not yet written
An author describing a character from one of his stories. He is an unlikely hero with a dark past. It’s an action book and I’m pretty sure this hero dies in the end (some form of classic, unexpected self-sacrifice involved, of course). There may also be a train, somewhere? “That prayer at the end is…
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unknown
Do you sometimes think it would be nice to go to the beach, raise your arms up to the sky and look up to the clouds, and suddenly be unknown? I like being alone, and un-known, or at least not well-known, by anyone. I am not sure why. I suppose because there is a sort…
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words, writing
The right words are always so elusive. Most of the time I wish I could just look at people and have the conversation go something like: “………..ya know?” Even with the right words, it is difficult to convey sincerity. If there is sincerity, it is difficult to remain real and relateable. It is an amusing…
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12 Step Program… for Yogurt?
My hope is wearing thin. I’ll come out of this valley, but the night is getting darker and darker, and it shows no sign of turning towards the morning. The ropes on the bridge are fraying and I’m too tired and hungry to be overly concerned with it all. I can’t sleep through the night……
hablando solo 