Hymn 258
Oft to every man and nation
Comes the moment to decide,
In the strife of Truth with falsehood,
For the good or evil side.
Oft to every man and nation
Comes the moment to decide,
In the strife of Truth with falsehood,
For the good or evil side.
I thought these two passages were very appropriate written by a favorite author of mine, Mary Baker Eddy, around 150 years ago.
This is a concise way to monitor your own conduct that I have found helpful.
Hold close to your essential self. Get to know it, the way you get to know everything in the world about someone you’re in love with…
Good Bible translation and reference tools on websites, in apps, and books that I would recommend.
How insulting to the other beings–to foraging black bears and twisted old cypresses–that no longer sense us talking to them, but only about them, as though they were not present in our world.
“Grace notes” will occasionally capture my jottings of incidental gratitude for sacramental moments in the shards of daily life.
…dismiss whatever insults your own soul; and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words…
Once you’ve experienced the clean living high of a well connected bliss, you will not trade it for anything. Try feeling under the influence of the Creator of joy itself.
I think now what I would want my kids to do in my situation, and then go and try to earnestly do that myself. It is so much better for everyone than me thinking what I would have them do if I was them.
In God’s grace there are no “ifs” or “buts”, no expiration dates, no measured share, no price to pay
24/7, in plentiful supply that never ends, God’s love abides. We need do no more than accept it.
Today I am giving the invocation for our 9/11 fifteenth anniversary memorial service sponsored by our local clergy association. This is what I am going to say:
In honor of the 100th anniversary of the Shackleton crew survival in Antarctica, here is his excerpt on the “fourth man”…the Christ…
Here are my notes from Creative Arts Camp 2016 along with a few miscellaneous photos:
I’m at Creative Arts Camp and the church solo was sung beautifully by blog reader Claire. It was so lovely and I have been thinking about it since, so I thought I would share it with you.
The soul is dyed the color of its thoughts. Think only on those things that are in line with your principles…