Blessed Are The Pure Of Heart

Thursday, February 29, 2024

The Saddest Words Of All

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  The cancer thing is rough and horrible, and I don't want to write about it today. Still, it does leave room for thinking, and regret. ...
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Tuesday, February 27, 2024

Will You Say Hullo? (Tell His Story)

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 He slipped into the rearmost pew, a denim vest, no shirt. No telling what he had gone through, but clearly he'd been hurt by the turns ...
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Thursday, February 22, 2024

From Good To Great To Really Stupid

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Tolstoy said it best. If everything is possible, then nothing is true. This country's gotten very weird with stranger days to come. I...
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Tuesday, February 20, 2024

What Heaven Awaits? (Tell His Story)

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 What is your Heavenly vision, what is the Paradise you see beyond this life, this fallen prison... what will come, what is to be? Is it lik...
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Thursday, February 15, 2024

Lesson From An Elephant

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 These days I am on the brink, stuck upon the downhill track, and as I write these words I think that I just had a heart attack. Pressure li...
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Tuesday, February 13, 2024

The Prodigals Among Us (Tell His Story)

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 They will do the worst of things, viciousness to make you weep, but to our gentle King of Kings they're the lost and precious sheep for...
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Thursday, February 8, 2024

No, The Grapes Aren't Sour

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'The grapes are probably sour, anyway,' said Aesop's immortal fox. When your dreams drift completely out of reach, the temptatio...
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