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On July 2, 1995, I came across a peculiar little verse in my Bible reading. Exactly three months later its significance and impact would startle me. Most of 1 Chronicles 12 is a recitation of the military might of those who came to support King David. But sandwiched within that tribe-by-tribe enumeration of Israel's men of [...] I watch the grains of golden sand And as they each fall into place, Thus one by one they mold and make For [...] Several years ago our son had just bought a new gas-powered trimmer. Being longer and of a different shape than his old one, he was having some difficulty in cutting a straight line. I stepped behind him and put my arms around him. Placing my hands on his, I directed his movements until he got [...] The man in the photograph looks down upon a little boy, an obvious tenderness passing through the touch of their outstretched hands. It's a picture of innocence and admiration–a boy and his hero. Boys need larger-than-life heroes to fuel their aspirations and give substance to their dreams. And they must be heroes who are somehow able [...] As a young man, I never understood an activity that the "older" folk seemed to take some pleasure in doing. But my outlook has changed quite a bit in the last few years. Now, each time I visit a cemetery I am confronted with reminders of powerful truths that need frequent reinforcement. Wander among graves and [...] In the early years of her ministry, a young woman abandoned her desires for home and family to travel from place to place sharing the Gospel. She found the open-air meetings and the one-on-one personal work demanding but productive. In time, however, her ministry changed to one of caring for children who had nowhere else [...] As I get older, the more I feel that my time of direct influence in my children's lives has been too brief. On the one hand, I understand that God has provided enough time to do the job that He intended for me. After all, Jesus finished the work that His Father had given Him [...] The archer holds with tender care He's labored for a worthy shaft But once he spies the distant goal, Two lads conceived for special deeds One strong, one weak, but both would seek For came the day He’d clearly say, “Though one take breath, the other death, “It’s for their sake I heal and [...] In Spring, when sunlight gently falls This Spring, on such a wistful day Each Spring, that blooming rose's pow'r |
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