Children are very nice observers, and they will often perceive our slightest defects.
It is not enough to like good books. You must be a good book yourself.
Francois Fenelon (1651-1715) was a French theologian, poet, and writer. He has been widely remembered as the author of THE ADVENTURES OF TELEMACHUS.
From Hebrews 11:1-3: “Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen. Indeed, by faith our ancestors received approval. By faith we understand that the worlds were prepared by the word of God, so that what is seen was made from things that are not visible.”
Faith fills assurance
Light brightens day’s hope
What’s seen and unseen?
Love viewed through God’s scope
Faith moves through Scripture
Testaments make clear
Witness Abraham
Hope waits, then appears
Faith grows, trusting God
Hope’s great centerpiece
Foundations built strong
Life of blessed peace
Faith matures with time
God’s perfection reigns
His Word guides with truth
Hope makes lifelong gains
Faith’s hope, joined as one
Journey’s promised land
God forever praised
Mercy’s steady hand
From the words of American pastor and Christian writer, Warren Wiersbe: “Love increases our faith, and when we have faith and love, we will have hope.”
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Today, the Lord will share His love, building tomorrow’s hope, and we will experience His everlasting peace.
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(Updated May 24)
A life of strong faith doesn’t happen automatically or without any effort on our part. Spiritual growth requires the appropriation of all the means God has provided to help us walk faithfully with Him.
From Hebrews 12:1-2: “Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also lay aside every weight and the sin that clings so closely, and let us run with perseverance the race that is set before us, looking to Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith, who for the sake of the joy that was set before him endured the cross, disregarding its shame, and has taken His seat at the right hand of the throne of God.”
Winter to summer
Life’s annual rendezvous—
Fleeting taste of spring
Rainy clouds arrive
Farmers waited with patience—
Harvest time’s sunshine
Majestic white pines
Sharing Creator’s presence—
Faithful guardians
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Nature adapts in order to survive. Is there a lesson here for mankind?
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(Updated May 23)
What is any ocean but a multitude of drops?
Travel far enough, you meet yourself.
David Mitchell (born 1969) is an English novelist who is a best-selling author. He also has contributed to television and film as a screenwriter.
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Under the shade of a massive oak tree, Fred relaxes in his backyard hammock while enjoying a perfect summer afternoon.
A slight, friendly breeze helps to keep the bugs away, and Fred always thinks better when he spends time in his comfortable hammock. He looks up into the canopy of branches in the tree above, and his eyes begin following an intensely busy squirrel which is scurrying back and forth . . . back and forth.
Fred’s thoughts begin to wander as he imagines his own creation of the “perfect” treadmill. While his model will have the usual cup holder, he will add a necessary tray for his pepperoni pizza.
Thinking . . . How can a person calculate how much wood a woodchuck could chuck, if he could really chuck wood?
Worried about an upcoming family reunion, he recalls telling his close friend, Wally, “How will I remember all of their names?”
Wally confidently replies, “Easy, just call everyone ‘cousin.’”
Remembering his granddaughter’s wedding reception last summer, he asks his wife, Doris, to dance. He tells her, “They’re playing our favorite song.”
It takes the couple a little longer to arrive on the dance floor, and the song is nearly half over. Fred calls out to the DJ, “Play it again Sam!”
Several minutes go by. The “always in a hurry” squirrel pauses and thinks to himself, “What is that noise?”
Looking down, he spies Fred blissfully sleeping and dreaming, and his loud snoring serenades the entire backyard with . . . well, almost charming tunes.
Originally published March, 2020.
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Without dreams, how will we ever find our tomorrow?
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(Updated May 22)
The most important thing in life is just living and loving.
Gratitude is riches. Complaint is poverty.
Doris Day (1922-2019) was a renowned American actress and singer. She also dedicated much of her life to being an animal rights activist.
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