Archive for August, 2009

There was once a certain poor man who owned a small parcel of land that his father had left him.  One day he went into town to buy seed and food to live on. It was the time of planting. When he got to town, there were many merchants and farmers selling seed. Some were [...]

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My spirit is the ark, for the God of all Glory My spirit is His rented house, where He tells His story My spirit is the parchment, upon which He writes down His Son My spirit is the temple, where all His works are done Where once I used to look out, now I peer [...]

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