I want to pay tribute to wonderful people I have known, the wonderful country in which I live, the communities in which I have lived, the churches who have claimed me as their own, the God who sends shivers down my back when I really give him a portion of my time—well, maybe not shivers but tears flow easily in some of those most priceless times.
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Continuing Granddad’s notes on Isaiah 42:3 KJ “…the smoking flax shall he not quench; …” Granddad underlined this phrase and wrote in the margin “foolish virgins, little spark.” So I ask, “What do I make of that?” This is the … Continue reading