This is my jam right now
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Encouragement for today
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if you want to smile, listen to this album
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Oh Father use my ransomed life!
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Great sermon prep song!
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Robert Frost died 50 years ago today & his words still stir me
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
By Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
“The Road Not Taken” By: Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
“This great evil, how did it enter this world?”
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good advice… cheesy, but good.
On your journey to find yourself, don’t lose who you are.
“We know what we are doing.”
As I write this it is the 40th anniversary of Roe v. Wade, the landmark legal decision that opened the way for open & legal abortions on demand in the US. I reflect on a day’s worth of reading on the topic of Infanticide. I have spent several hours today reading medical journals, articles, listening to interviews, & most importantly reading Scripture to keep my nerves raw so that when I hear the word “abortion” or “pro-choice” or “reproductive rights” I will not be numb or unmoved. I never want to hear those words & fail to be stirred in my soul to action. I never want to equate those ideals with political agendas or campaign speeches. I want them to sound to me as terrifying as the accounts of Auschwitz, Dachau, the Trail of Tears, or the Batan Death March. Every life matters. Many have suffered from diseases that have left them dependent on the care of others. Are they less human? Many suffer from severe developmental problems. Are they less human? Many babies are born to families that are premature or that have serious complications. Are they less human? Many would have you believe so. Just recently a tragedy of epic proportions occurred at Newtown, CT when small school children were shot & killed & as a nation we sat horrified & broken. We all agreed that this is wrong, immoral, & evil. Let’s say, along with our great, life giving God, that the taking of anyone’s life, especially the weakest & most helpless among us, is & will always be murder. I highly recommend reading this free, online book by John Piper.
