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When I get to feeling lost and small in the magnitude of the earth and all its happenings I go here: “He who has an ear, let him hear what the Spirit says to the churches. To the one who conquers I will give some of the hidden manna, and I will give him a white stone, with a new name written on the stone that no one knows except the one who receives it.’
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I printed this in Facets (a parenting magazine I used to Produce) years ago – was given it by my sister from our Nanna close to the beginning of being a mum. I have loved it and have come back to it periodically as it expresses my hearts deepest desire and many years on, that desire remains paramount.
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A lovely older friend of mine says “we all choose our own experts”. I have thought about this often as I consider opposing points of view and the origin of my own.
What do you make of this statement?
VSP 🙂
I don’t like labels. I like them less and less with the passing of time. I don’t like denominational labels, theological labels, political labels – any label on a person. Labels on tomato soup is one thing, but on people is another.
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What if… instead of looking at the Old Testament law as a list of do’s and don’ts, we looked behind the instructions to what they showed us of Who God Is? What if we looked for His heart, His requirements, His provisions FIRST?
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VSP 🙂
Christmas is many things to many people…
The story of His birth is not a complete story in and of itself. It is part of a chain of events woven across thousands of years in time.
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Sometimes book titles really take my fancy. Like
“Hugs, by Someoneorother Loveless”.
And there are certain book titles that are a complete message in themselves.
Several that have impacted me have been:
What Jesus effectively did was build a bridge, cross it, and stand close enough to enable us to respond. He did whatever was in His power to do that.
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Once upon a time a little girl was learning to draw. She drew masterpieces though the animals looked like scribble and she pressed holes through her paper. Her mother would say “that’s wonderful darling! Let’s do some more tomorrow!”
Continue reading “It’s OK Mum – you’re growing up too”