http://roberthammond.org by Robert Hammond Sun, 30 Aug 2009 01:14:35 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en 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 ... http://roberthammond.org/2009/08/a-poor-mans-parable/ 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 within Where once I sought ... http://roberthammond.org/2009/08/living-deeper-seeing-further/ Adam had dominion over the whole earth, not just the garden. How could he do this? How could he manage all the affairs of his Father's house while living in the garden of eden? He lived in the spirit ~ he walked in the glory. He was a spiritual man!! ... http://roberthammond.org/2009/05/being-a-people-of-two-worlds/ Last year I sensed from the Lord that He wanted me to start sharing spiritual things with my friends in a kind of devotional way. And now I have a blog. It is time we began to shift our thinking and progress in spiritual matters. There is a "finish" that we ... http://roberthammond.org/2009/05/progressing-in-spiritual-matters/ "DOCTOR" OR "BROTHER" Arthur W. Pink What strange methods God sometimes employs in teaching His Children much needed lessons! This has recently been the writer's experience. I have been approached by a "university" to accept from them a degree of "D. D." Asking for time to be given so that I might ... http://roberthammond.org/2009/04/men-love-titles/ One day, through the primeval wood, A calf walked home, as good calves should; But made a trail all bent askew, A crooked trail as all calves do. Since then three hundred years have fled, And, I infer, the calf is dead. But still he left behind his trail, And thereby hangs my moral tale. The trail was ... http://roberthammond.org/2009/04/the-calf-path/