I said to the man. Who stood at the gate of the year,. Give me a light that I may tread safely. And he replied ,. Go out into the darkness. And put your hand into the hand of God. That shall be to you. And safer than a known way! So I went forth. And finding the Hand of God,. Trod gladly into the night . And he led me towards the hills. And the breaking of day in the lone East.

God first, all the time! The steps in doing this seem tremend.

Your Great Name We Praise! March 28, 2018. Softly, Spoke the River.

And he took bread, gave thanks and broke it,. And gave it to them, saying,. 8220;This is my body given for you; do this in remembrance of me. In the same way, after the supper he took the cup, saying. 8220;This cup is the new covenant in my blood,. Which is poured out for you. But those sacrifices are an annual reminder of sins, because it is impossible for the blood of bulls and goats to take away sins.

I Will Be With You. I said to the man. Who stood at the gate of the year,.

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A true, inspiring, cutting-edge look into Christianity! Music-The Truth Behind The Music. God bless you all and much love in the Name of Jesus! Well I think for the sake of keeping things fresh and not getting people burnt out, starting this week I am going to start posting bi-weekly.

Thoughts on life, faith and children in our churches and schools. or end of the beginning? March 15, 2015. Naomi and Job must have felt their worlds were ending. They married Moabite women, one named Orpah and the other Ruth. After they had lived there about ten years,. Both Mahlon and Kilion also died, and Naomi was left without her two sons and her husband. Verses 15, 16, 17 and 19. And naked I will depart.

March 15, 2010 in musings. I can smell You on the wind. The damp stems are a testament to Your arrival. You are the petals of the softest flower. The yellows and pinks opening for the blush of spring. The newly sprouted fern pushing to the top. And I, like these delicates, am flexing my fingers. Your love stretches over me like ivy on iron. Growing up and away from the soil. Cut away my growth, ready me for Spring.