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ST. LUKE 8:16,17,18, KING JAMES VERSION

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 16 No man, when he hath lighted a candle, covereth it with a vessel, or putteth it under a bed; but setteth it on a candlestick, that  they which enter in may see the light. 17 For nothing is secret, that shall not be made manifest; neither anything hid, that shall not be known and come abroad. 18 Take heed therefore how ye hear: for whosoever hath, to him shall be given: and whosoever hath not, from him shall be taken even that which he seemeth to have. Isaiah 53  

A Full Life In The Emptiest Of Places ( ISAIAH 58) THE MESSAGE

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"If you get rid of unfair practices, quit blaming victims, quit gossiping about other people's sins. If you are generous with the hungry and start giving yourselves to the down-and-out, Your lives will begin to glow in the darkness, your shadowed lives will be bathed in sunlight. I will always show you where to go. I will give you full life in the emptiest of places- firm muscles  strong bones. You'll be like a well watered garden, a gurgling spring that never runs dry. You'll use the old rubble of past lives to build anew, rebuild the foundations from out of your past. You'll be known as those who can fix anything, restore old ruins, rebuild and renovate, make the community livable again. "If you watch your step on the Sabbath and don't use my day for personal advantage, If you treat the Sabbath as a day of joy, God's holy day as a celebration. If you honor it by refusing 'business as usual,' making money running here and there- The you will b...

Nothing But The Cross ( Galatians 6 : THE MESSAGE)

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 Live creatively, friends. If someone falls into sin, forgivingly restore him, saving your critical comments for yourself. You might be needing forgiveness before the day is out. Stoop down and reach out to those who are oppressed. Share their burdens, and so complete Christ's law. If you think you are too good for that, you are badly deceived. Eugene H. Peterson Isaiah 53

A Life Of God-Worship ( MATTHEW 6)

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 " Don't hoard treasure down here where it gets eaten by moths and corroded by rust or - worse! - stolen by burglars. Stockpile treasure in heaven, where it's safe from  moth, rust, and burglars. It's obvious, isn't it? The place where your treasure is, is the place you most want to be, and end up being. "Your eyes are windows into your body. If you open your eyes wide in wonder and  belief, your body fills up with light. If you live squint-eyed in greed and distrust, your body is a musty cellar. If you pull the blinds on your window, what a dark life  you will have! " You can't worship two Gods at once. Loving one God, you'll end up hating the other. Adoration of one feeds contempt for the other. You can't worship God and Money both.  If you decide for God, living a life of God- worship, it follows that you don't fuss about what's on the table at mealtimes or whether the clothes in your closet are in fashion. There is far more to your...

Slow Spring

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 O year, grow slowly. Exquisite, holy, The days go on. With almonds showing the pink stars blowing And birds in the dawn. Grow slowly year, like a child that is dear, Or a lamb that is mild, By little steps, and by little skips, Like a lamb or a child. Katherine Tynan Isaiah 53

The Hound Of Heaven

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  I fled Him down the nights and down the days I fled Him down the arches of the years I fled Him down the labyrinthine ways Of my own mind, and in the midst of tears I hid from him, and under running laughter. Up vistaed hopes I sped and shot precipitated Adown titanic glooms of chasme d hears From those strong feet that followed, followed after But with unhurrying chase and unperturbe d pace, Deliberate speed, majestic instancy, They beat, and a Voice beat, More instant than the feet: All things betray thee who betrayest me. I pleaded, outlaw--wise by many a hearted casement, curtained red, trellised with inter-twining charities, For though I knew His love who followe d, Yet was I sore adread, lest having Him, I should have nought beside. But if one little casement parted wide, The gust of his approach would clash it to. Fear wist not to evade as Love wist to pursue. Across the margent of the world I fled, And troubled the gold gateways of the stars, Smiting for shelter on their ...