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observing the critic: Benediction
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May I speak each word as if my last word, and walk each step as my final one. If my life should end today, let this be my best day. -The Valley of Vision. Sunday, March 7, 2010. As we share in Christ,. Let us exhort one another while we still have today,. Confident in our faith and boasting in our hope,. Attentive to the voice of our God,. And keeping our hearts free of the deceitfulness of sin,. That we may enter the promised rest,. In the revelation and deliverance found in our Lord Jesus Christ.
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observing the critic: June 2010
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May I speak each word as if my last word, and walk each step as my final one. If my life should end today, let this be my best day. -The Valley of Vision. Wednesday, June 16, 2010. Stand up, oh Church, shake off your fears,. Continue on the pilgrim's course,. Renounce all earthly comforts,. Which moth and rust destroy,. And girded with the Holy Spirit and the gospel-armor on,. March through the gates outside the camp,. Where our great Captain-Savior's gone. With the cross of Christ lifted over us,. Bened...
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observing the critic: May 2008
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May I speak each word as if my last word, and walk each step as my final one. If my life should end today, let this be my best day. -The Valley of Vision. Saturday, May 31, 2008. That I may disappear. Even if just for a moment. Into the blissful beauty of. The Things that are to come. Give me a glimpse of the Surety. And let Him fix His eyes. Even if just for a moment. On my broken heart. Still mending its way to full. That I may breathe easy. Even if just for a moment. With the sweet Air that satisfies.
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observing the critic: May 2009
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May I speak each word as if my last word, and walk each step as my final one. If my life should end today, let this be my best day. -The Valley of Vision. Thursday, May 28, 2009. That exploded on the front stoop of our local Starbucks two blocks down. It was a homemade bomb engineered from a water bottle. Fortunately, it only shattered the windows of the Starbucks, and yet, it caused enough racket to wake up the neighborhood, at least, everyone but my heavy-sleeping roommate! Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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observing the critic: August 2008
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May I speak each word as if my last word, and walk each step as my final one. If my life should end today, let this be my best day. -The Valley of Vision. Saturday, August 9, 2008. Run, Julia, Run! 8221; and “this guy in front of me is walking so slow, doesn’t he know people are in a hurry? There is a store a few blocks from my apartment called the Super Runner Store. Just walking into this place makes you feel super cool. They have a running club that meets on Saturday and Sunday mornings and if...
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observing the critic: Benediction 3
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May I speak each word as if my last word, and walk each step as my final one. If my life should end today, let this be my best day. -The Valley of Vision. Wednesday, June 16, 2010. Stand up, oh Church, shake off your fears,. Continue on the pilgrim's course,. Renounce all earthly comforts,. Which moth and rust destroy,. And girded with the Holy Spirit and the gospel-armor on,. March through the gates outside the camp,. Where our great Captain-Savior's gone. With the cross of Christ lifted over us,.
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observing the critic: She knows now...
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May I speak each word as if my last word, and walk each step as my final one. If my life should end today, let this be my best day. -The Valley of Vision. Wednesday, June 9, 2010. Do you remember that guileless girl with the wide eyes. 23 and restless for something new. The city was a planet of possibilities. Unpredictable and refreshing in so many ways. She didn’t know then. That the island would devour her and woo her. And tether it on a short leash. She didn’t know. Thinking about June,.
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observing the critic: January 2009
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May I speak each word as if my last word, and walk each step as my final one. If my life should end today, let this be my best day. -The Valley of Vision. Saturday, January 31, 2009. As I kicked into the last mile, my shoes starting to slosh by now, I tried to clear out my nose (because it tends to run when it’s cold), and so began one of my annoying nose bleeds. I looked down to see my sweatshirt stained with red splotches. Dangit! Monday, January 5, 2009. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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observing the critic: March 2010
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May I speak each word as if my last word, and walk each step as my final one. If my life should end today, let this be my best day. -The Valley of Vision. Sunday, March 7, 2010. As we share in Christ,. Let us exhort one another while we still have today,. Confident in our faith and boasting in our hope,. Attentive to the voice of our God,. And keeping our hearts free of the deceitfulness of sin,. That we may enter the promised rest,. In the revelation and deliverance found in our Lord Jesus Christ.
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observing the critic: August 2009
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May I speak each word as if my last word, and walk each step as my final one. If my life should end today, let this be my best day. -The Valley of Vision. Sunday, August 16, 2009. Sometimes your life goes lurching forward. At an intense speed and you’re left befuddled,. Wondering what just happened and just how you got there. Nothing happens slowly in NYC. How did I forget that? Spontaneous decisions are reckless. And can be completely irresponsible,. He likes to play the game of extreme faith,.