So you testify that you approve of what your forefathers did; they killed the prophets, and you build their tombs. (Luke 11:48) They were the kind of people that you (most likely) would avoid at all costs. Kicked out of every respectable group, they were severely lacking in what we now call 'social skills'. There was never any bootlicking the bright and the beautiful, and they would tell you straight up how they felt...no matter what the cost. What was the cost? Public shame, unemployme... Read More

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"He did it with all his heart and prospered." 2 Chronicles 31:21 This is no unusual occurrence; it is the general rule of the moral universe that those men prosper who do their work with all their hearts, while those are almost certain to fail who go to their labour leaving half their hearts behind them. God does not give harvests to idle men except harvests of thistles, nor is he pleased to send wealth to those who will not dig in the field to find its hid treasure. It is universally confess... Read More

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Joseph came in unto them in the morning, and looked upon them, and, behold, they were sad– Genesis 40:6

Have you ever noticed how unlikely it was that Joseph would notice the sadness of his cellmates? He had plenty of problems himself, without taking on anyone else’s. His brothers had sold him into slavery and then his boss had fired and imprisoned him on false charges. Yet, Joseph noticed and cared about others.

The surest way out of a personal pit of discouragement is to t... Read More

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did you hear that sound? thump, thump, thud... like something falling down a flight of stairs, that's my heart running away, only it doesn't have legs so it just falls wherever it may, and nobody has stopped to pick it up for awhile, a couple sweet sounding souls did, I amused them for what felt like a moment, they kicked me around till it became a mundane game, leaving my heart bruised and battered, then up and walked away, why would I even bother with all the trouble, unless it was wort... Read More

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This is my Father's world, And to my list'ning ears, All nature sings, and round me rings The music of the spheres.  This is my Father's world,  I rest me in the thought Of rocks and trees, and skies and seas;  His hand the wonders wrought.

This is my Father's world, The birds their carols raise; The norming light, the lily white Declare their Maker's praise.  This is my Father's world, He shines in all that's fair; In the rustling grass I hear him pass, he speaks t... Read More

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