“How many loaves do you have?” Jesus asked. (Mark 8:5, NIV) Most of us know in a moment which Bible story that line comes from—the miracle of the feeding of the 4,000. So, seeing a
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“How many loaves do you have?” Jesus asked. (Mark 8:5, NIV) Most of us know in a moment which Bible story that line comes from—the miracle of the feeding of the 4,000. So, seeing a
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His love never quits. Thank you, God, for enabling me—as a little girl—to see you in the created world. Before I knew the words, my heart sang, “Open my eyes so I can see what
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God acts and moves on our behalf. But it’s difficult to believe something is happening, especially when we don’t see it. But it’s not faith.
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Eve’s Diary By Mark Twain SATURDAY. — I am almost a whole day old now. I arrived yesterday. That is as it seems to me. And it must be so, for if there was a
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This week would have been my mom’s seventy-ninth birthday. It’s been fourteen years since Lewy Body Dementia stole the life from her, and her from us. Lately, I’ve been thinking about my own life, often
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As part of the men’s ministry, our church had a Men’s BBQ Fellowship in September. The speaker was an 17-year-old university student. Matthew shared with the 160 men present that his goal was to become a
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Nicodemus serves as an example for many believers today. Devout, sincere, and knowing all Scripture — able to cite chapter and verse from memory — he remained bound by the old covenant of Moses. Nicodemus
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I lived my life one day at a time with no thought for the eternal I searched for pleasures and pursued empty ways Fear drove me to the ground Ran me ‘round the block I
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Rustle, rustle, autumn’s here. So, wander in the magic, and keep hope near. —Angie Weiland-Crosby Remembering the seasons, and letting go I’ve noticed, with each passing year, the seasons slip away like youth, my figure,
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Proud Each year as summer gives way to autumn and school starts up again, I can’t help but feel a tinge of longing as I remember all the years I prepared my elementary school classroom
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