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Archive for November, 2016

Ancient Prayers: Deeper

Lord Jesus, grant to me a deeper repentance, a horror of sin, a dread of its approach. Help me chastely to flee it and jealously to resolve that my heart shall be Yours alone. Give me a deeper trust, that I may lose myself to find myself in You, the ground of my rest, the […]

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Are You A Shepherd?

Most of us are familiar with scripture’s description of Christ as our Shepherd.. That makes us… well… sheep.  The thing is, there are so many hurting, lost and broken folks out there – maybe what the world needs is a few more good shepherds. In this message Pastor Paul turns things around and asks, “Are […]

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Something Old… Something New

When I was new in town I walked into a restaurant and ordered a dessert.  I was so taken by it I ordered every time I went… which in the early days was often.  In fact, it was so often they stopped asking me what I wanted and just brought it out. Then they changed […]

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Ancient Prayers: Courage

When I am afraid of evils to come, comfort me by showing me that in myself I am dying, (deservedly so), but in Christ I am reconciled and live; that in myself I find insufficiency and no rest, but in Christ there is satisfaction and peace; that in myself I am feeble and unable to […]

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A Parable

I used to sell my TV every time I moved… Seriously…  every single time I moved for the first several decades of my life, if I owned a TV, I would sell it or give it away when I was moving.  Then I would live the first six months in my new place without a […]

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Ancient Prayers: Dangerous Prayers 02

Heavenly Father, if I should suffer need, and go unclothed, and be in poverty, make my heart prize Your love, know it, be constrained by it, though I be denied all blessings. It is Your mercy to afflict and try me with wants, for by these trials I see my sins, and desire severance from […]

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