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My Father’s World
This is my Father’s world and to my listening 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, of skies and seas, His hand, the wonders wrought. This is my Father’s world, the birds, their carols…
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Precious Reminders
Learning to do cartwheels. Falling. Laughing. Picking ourselves back up again. Posies in the yard. Pink blossoms filling my home with their sweet fragrance. Am I the fragrance of Christ? Sunny days. Climbing on swing sets. Riding on bikes. Time together just being. Playing peek-a-boo. Somehow it never gets old. Voices floating down from the…
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Wednesday Worship: The Sands Of Time Are Sinking
When the congregation stood for the arrival of the bride, I watched as they waited for that first glimpse. I knew she was coming, but couldn’t see because of the people around us. Necks craning, heads bent, the crowd strained. Whispers of excitement. Smiles of anticipation. Then at long last her glorious beauty. She was…
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He Is Bigger
“‘Lucy,’ came the call again, neither her father’s voice nor Peter’s. She sat up, trembling with excitement but not with fear. A circle of grass, smooth as a lawn, met her eyes, with dark trees dancing all round it. And then – oh joy! For HE was there: the huge Lion, shining white in the…
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Heart Smiles
From Ash while holding my hand and walking through store aisles: Mom? When I can read better, I know what I’m going to do. What’s that, buddy? Read Narnia all day long! From Micah while eating his bagel and oatmeal: Mommy? Let’s pretend our whole house is a ship and there’s no roof on it…
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A Spring of Joy 