Living Life on the Edge

“O Lord, how long shall I cry, and You will not hear! I even cry out unto You of violence, and You will not save!” (Habakkuk 1:1). “Why are not times of judgment kept by the Almighty, and why do those who know Him never see His days?” (Job 24:1). “It is enough; now,...

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Hope Leads Us Home

Hope was planted in a heart. It would not be denied. The heart belonged to Ruth. That hope that took root in her must be classified as a true work of God, for she had many reasons to be hopeless. Her husband was dead, so were her father-in-law and her...

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Home Going – Hope

“Seeing then that we have a great high priest, that is passed into the heavens, Jesus the Son of God” (Hebrews 4:14) I’m listening to a song entitled “Almost Home.” Yes, us believers are almost home. However, Jesus is passed into the heavens, already. Oh, our Savior and destiny-carrier is...

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A Dinner of Herbs

“All the days of the afflicted are evil: but he that is of a merry heart hath a continual feast. Better is little with the fear of the Lord than great treasure and trouble therewith. Better is a dinner of herbs where love is, than a stalled ox and hatred therewith” (Proverbs...

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Facing the Giant

David stepped out from the crowd and stared down a giant. The gruesome Goliath had come to bellow of his greatness. He paraded about in heavy armor and had been doing so for days. By his sheer size and strength, he sought to impose his will upon the people of...

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From This Time Forth …

We know that from the moment we receive Christ as our Personal Savior, we are forever His, forever a new creation, forever a temple of the Holy Spirit, forever hid with Christ in God and also in the Body of Christ. But we also must rehearse, know personally, and even...

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Like a Weaned Child

“O Lord, my heart is not proud, nor my eyes haughty; nor do I involve myself in great matters, or in things too difficult for me. Surely I have composed and quieted my soul; like a weaned child rests against his mother, my soul is like a weaned child within...

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