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Mr. Welch’s Weeping

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“A soul under special manifestation of love weeps that it can love Christ no more. Mr Welch, a Suffolk minister, weeping at a table, and when being asked the reason of it, answered, it was because he could love Christ no more. The true lovers of Christ can never rise high enough in their love to Christ; they count a...

Prayer of Honesty: God of Jacob?

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Dear God of Abraham, Isaac and - of all people - Jacob? Why are you his God? Why did you bless such a dirty rotten scoundrel? Why did you wrestle with him instead of killing him? Why? You are not fair God. You don’t move the way I would expect you to. You don’t play by the rules. You are not like the rest of us. But I...

The Tragedy of Focusing on Peace More Than Christ

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“Imagine there’s no heaven…it’s easy if you try. No hell below us, above us only sky. Imagine all the people living for today.” Perhaps the words I just read sound familiar to you. They were the opening lyric to one of the most influential songs in pop history. The young people of the 1960’s & 70’s embraced John Lennon’s song...

Christ’s Persistence with My Stubbornness

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Resistance is something Christ had to face often in His earthly ministry. From the Pharisees to the demons possessing people, He was familiar with having to confront the stubborn will of His adversaries. But how discouraging it must have been when He saw an attitude of resistance in His followers. It is expected for His opponents, both in this...

Can Christianity Go Extinct in Iraq?

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People in America are upset because Starbucks seems to have wiped Christmas away by not decorating their holiday cup with ornaments. This seems to be the talk of the town, yet no one is raising the voice to express concern over a country that is about to wipe Christianity out from within their boundaries. Fox News had a headline this...

God’s Love Sustains My Soul

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A pastor shares  his experience as he was visiting a new couple that started attending his church: As he talked with the parents at the kitchen table, the children were at play not far from where he sat. Suddenly, he heard an animal-like moan come from the other room. It caught his attention, as well as the mothers, prompting her...

How to Love a Prostitute and The Way God Loves Me

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Perhaps one of the most unique of all the Minor Prophets is Hosea. Within the Bible pages is an unhappy love story that illustrates the loyal love of God and the spiritual adultery of Israel. Hosea’s wife, Gomer, is used as a reflection of Israel and its wicked and sinful state that is so vastly contrast from God’s holiness....

Proud Mary and Joseph

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Cutting to the Soul: A Manifesto to Not Follow Ms. Abramovic’s Example

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Sometimes you just gotta call things what they are. The sky is blue, the grass is green and Ms. Abramovic (Ah-BRAH-moe-vitch) is sick. Ms. Abramovic is a world renowned artist from Yugoslavia. This 60 year old woman’s portfolio of artistic accomplishments does not include any pieces that you would hang on your living room wall. Her art is perverse because...

Avoiding Lies From Hell by Acknowledging Satan is Real

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Allow me start tell you a story that still sends shivers up and down my spine. I was sitting on the New York Subway with a few friends, when a man literally crawled on all fours through the doors and upon the seat across from me. He was wearing all black, with black eyeliner and a pale white make-up...

A Prodigal’s Tale and the Search for Peace

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The young man trudged along the rocky path to the field where his master’s pigs waited for their breakfast. His muscles were stiff and sore from sleeping in the barn, with nothing for a bed but moldy straw, which even the goats refused to lie on. He poured the foul smelling buckets of food over the fence and marveled...

How Anxiety Can Be Good for Us

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As I sat staring at the menu, I wondered why I even bothered to look it over. My anxiety had consumed my appetite. Eating felt like a chore and nothing could satisfy the insatiable hunger of my fears. Across from me sat a trusted pastor and friend. We breezed through the typical small talk, and dove straight into the deep-end...