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wild with the winds of September
“Now had the season returned, when the nights grow colder and longer,And the retreating sun the sign of the Scorpion enters.Birds of passage sailed through the leaden air, from the icebound,Desolate northern bays to the shores of tropical islands.Harvests were gathered in; and wild with the winds of SeptemberWrestled the trees of the forest, as…
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the childlike wisdom of asking questions
My sister Keturah, seven years old, ran into the living room yesterday calling out to her just-older sister, “Tirzah, Tirzah! Which came first–the chicken or the egg?” How far they got on THAT question I don’t know, but I do know that life in my house is a neverending stream of questions. Some are long…
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the God of Imagination
My friend and companion in weekly Bible study Rielly McLaren posted this on his blog recently. I liked it, so I thought I’d share it with you: ……….. The imagination is a pathway to knowing God, because it inspires wonder inside us. The imagination leads to wonder, wonder inevitably leads to knowingGod, and knowing God…
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High Standards and Hypocrisy: Avoiding the Trap of a Divided Life
But nothing covered up isWhich shall not be uncovered,Nor hiddenWhich shall not be known;Wherefore whatever in the darkness ye said,In the light shall be heard;And what in the ear ye spoke in chambers,Shall be proclaimed upon housetops. (Luke 12:2-3, The Englishman’s Greek New Testament) If in life you do anything differently than other people–if you…
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a different fairy tale
Jeff Fountain of YWAM, Europe, sends out weekly updates (creatively called “weekly words”). I really appreciated this week’s, so I thought I’d post it here. 04 Sep/06 A different fairy tale The lines, painted in white calligraphy on the black factory wall, silently summarised why we were gathering over the past two weeks as YWAM…
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incomparable hope
My grandfather, a gentle Mennonite man who leaves behind six children, twenty-seven grandchildren, and twelve great-grandchildren, passed away unexpectedly last Thursday. I wrote this reflection after his funeral yesterday. The day before Opa died found me in Luke 9:59-60. Jesus called a young man to follow him. “But he said, Lord, suffer me first to…
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God loves emotional wrecks
I’m feeling a little emotional today. (Ok, fine, I’m perched up in the top of an emotional tree and every time I look down I lose it a little.) My best friend, who has been with me all week, took a train home this afternoon, and I really dislike goodbyes. Being on the brink of…
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the storm
I read this last night in “Streams in the Desert” and loved it. It’s very applicable to things in my life right now. “I recollect, when a lad, and while attending a classical institute in the vicinity of Mount Pleasant, sitting on an elevation of that mountain, and watching a storm as it came up…
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Drunk on Worry (Sober and Free)
The apostle Peter, in his first letter to the saints, urged the people of God to “Humble yourselves therefore under the mighty hand of God, that he may exalt you in due time. Casting all your care upon him; for he careth for you.” Many of us are well familiar with these verses, but we…
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Heather and Snow and One who Lives
From one of my favourite books, George MacDonald’s “Heather and Snow,” which is slated for publication by Little Dozen Press in the none-too-distant future. It is the story of Kirsty Barclay and her half-witted brother Steenie, whose chief joy is to wander the Highland mountains at night in search of “the bonny man” and His…