Troubled Times
In these topsy-turvy times, when there seems no solid ground, this bit of
Psalm 23 has been a reassurance to me that He will lead me and us only into
those places and circumstances in which He
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Toward a Philosophy of Time
Toward a Philosophy of Time
The future continuously impregnates the present which immediately births the
past.
We are told, "Live in the moment" or "live in the present," by
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Scrooge Updated
Scrooge Updated
Christmas memories are not as dear to me as they are to so many others. As a
child, our tree, purchased on the eve of Christmas was reminiscent of
Charlie Brown's; dry,
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Harmony
Ephesians 1:9b-11
.He made known to us the mystery of His will.which is to bring all things
into harmony and unity in Christ.
The "all" here is the all of everything. Think of this a moment.
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The Chooser; The Chosen, A Parable
Tis is fiction and contains one swear word and a dark theme.
The Chosen; The Chooser
A Parable
by Winslow Parker
With the gratitude of a faithfully corrected one, I am indebted to Mitch
Lang
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The Cross Within
The Cross Within
Your body contains somewhere between 35 and 70 trillion cells. That's
trillion with a "T." 35 thousand billion (or seventy-thousand
billion-depending on
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Experience by faith
Since we are "In Him," it is by faith, not by sensation that we know that He
is living and working within us to will and to
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The Word
The Word
The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us.
Words are spoken by the mouth; heard by the ear.
Words are written; interpreted by the eye.
Inflection of word or sentence
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Three Mothers
Three Mothers
By Winslow Parker
They stood a few feet from each other, these three women. They probably did
not notice each other for their focus was on their own beloved. Mary stared
into her
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Three Mothers
Three Mothers
By Winslow Parker
They stood a few feet from each other, these three women. They probably did
not notice each other for their focus was on their own beloved. Mary stared
into her
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On Getting Soaked
On Getting Soaked
It was raining-hard. In mere seconds, rain was running from the thatch of my
hair, down my back, my face, into my ears. The tiny splats of individual
drops, combined, in
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Romantic Comedy
Romantic Comedy
On occasion (read: rarely) I watch a romantic comedy with Ida. She really
likes the Christmas romantic comedies on the Hallmark channel-you know, the
ones that run from
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Convention
Convention
Through the convention hall's western windows, I watch the sun slide toward
jagged peaks. It shades from yellow through orange to its death-color of
red. Its bottom edge crinkles as it
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Movie
Hi All,
The link below leads to a new movie, "Eternal Theater" by a Christian
universalist producer who draws together various experts and his own
experience with scripture and church father's
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Hindsight, Foresight
Foresight, Hindsight
"Our hindsight often explains God's foresight."
Don Shell 3/26/24
As the words left his mouth, he stopped speaking, surprised at the wisdom
he'd just uttered. So, too,
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Water Lillys
Water Lillys
Anchored, as they are, in the slime and sludge of a pond bottom, it would
seem that a water lily should produce brown flowers. Contrary to
expectation, however, their flowers are
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A Bit of Whimsy
A bit of Whimsey
Gold, frankincense and myrrh.
Cat's purr;
her gentle thrum lulls Him
her gift to the newborn,
along with the mouse she caught
who disturbed Him as
He slept
on a
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If Words Were Real
If Words Were Real
Friendly words would be warm bread, fresh from the oven.
Sarcastic words would be ice cubes.
Hasty words would be BBs.
Cruel words would be jagged thorns.
Angry words would be
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The Dark Side of Glory
The Dark Side of Glory
The Son is the radiance of His Father's glory1
Father, glorify me in your presence with the glory I had with you before the
world began.2
There is, in my mind, a
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Promises, Promises
Promises, Promises
He does not promise us wealth or health or beauty or popularity or
recognition or excitement or happiness or pleasure or freedom from pain or
travel or friends or a
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