where the yellow tipped goldenrod take over the fields, and crickets invade where grasshoppers play, this hidden-from-the-road pond offers a respite from the late summer sun for many a creature. i do not venture so closely, since the cattail mud is not far from my boots. but when the white of winter freezes over the remains of fall, i will be there, curious and equally impressed, sneaking a glimpse…before it changes again.
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Every Day As A Disciple
Originally posted on Intermission:
? During the past few years, Sharon and I have visited numerous churches. We were counting just the other day and realized we have been to at least two each of Lutheran, Presbyterian, Methodist, Assembly of God, Catholic, and non-denominational, in addition to countless Baptist churches. However, for the last two…
Also, brothers, I was not able to speak to you as spiritual men, but as fleshy, as to infants in Christ. I gave you milk to drink, not food, for you were not able to eat it. But now you are still not able to eat, for you are still fleshy. For whereas among you […]
This is a translation from the Greek. It is not meant to be a “new translation,” but to encourage those who have chosen to live as disciples of Jesus Christ, that they will also study the text, and do their own “translations” from studying the text in the Koine Greek. I can testify that reading and studying […]