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December 30, 2016December 30, 2016Uncategorized

UNPLUGGED-WHEN DID WE BECOME A MATRIX GENERATION?

  When did we become a Matrix generation? Buying into some alternate online world to fill our bellies and deliver us from this life…from living? […]

December 8, 2016Uncategorized

IN THIS SEASON- IN THIS SEASON, MAY WE LOOK NOT AT THE GIFTS WE ARE TO RECEIVE, BUT THE GIFTS WE HAVE, AND THE GIFT THAT HAS ALREADY BEEN GIVEN

C.S. Lewis speaks of a “World of Shadows.” Is that what we have become, a world of shadows? A sort of reflection of the ghost […]

December 7, 2016Uncategorized

THAT NIGHT BENEATH THE STARS- For those who loved and lost, for those who gave their lives so we might live.

  With winged helm and diadem, she watched him gallop by, Wish me victory or deadly sting, but no long lonesome goodbye.   The odds […]

October 27, 2016Uncategorized

LIVE INTENTIONALLY FOR ANYTHING ELSE IS DEATH- What does it mean to live intentionally? With Purpose?

  Most of what we see is living not with intention but with selfish ambition and intention with motive. Why?   Mainly because it is […]

October 25, 2016Uncategorized

WHERE DO DREAMS GO WHEN THEY DIE?

Are there piles, heaps of our desires all huddled in some land fill…stinking. Do they truly die or are they simply tucked away deep in […]

October 23, 2016Uncategorized

IN THE VALLEY

When you are in the valley, pay attention, for the manner of your answer may be received there.   Why then do we avoid the […]

October 20, 2016Uncategorized

AN EASY TRAP, BUT A FOOL’S GAME

  I stood in a straight narrow valley between two great mountains beneath the shadow of the eagle’s wings and wondered which way to go. […]

October 19, 2016Uncategorized

WHERE THE GRASS IS GREENER

Soothsayers of old sing of these things, poets and muses and stories speak of things “as far as the eye can reach.” When will “it” […]

October 14, 2016Uncategorized

Listen- LISTEN TO THE DROWSING, THE LURE OF LONG, LOW TIDES

Listen to the land expectant The break of lonely crags, The calling of the cheerless The mountain peaks that sag.   Listen to the sorrow […]

October 13, 2016Uncategorized

THE COURTS OF THE LORD

  Old man’s autumn rested in the garden bright, Beside the hopeful pool that cast away the night. Alone he laid his plans, his dreams […]

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