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Breathing Prayer: December 2010
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Breath is prayer. In and out. You and God. Somewhere along the way, church became a place to go instead of a people to be." - Phyllis Tickle. Grace to a Sinner. Let Us Muse Together. The Ignorance and the Arrogance. 52 Card Pick Up. The 100 year old piano. Technology as Perpetuating the Buffered Self? Insert insightful title here]. Better late than never. The llama and the journey. Monday, December 6, 2010. Grace to a Sinner. Save yourself and us! Surprisingly, Jesus' words to this man are not words of j...
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Breathing Prayer: February 2012
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Breath is prayer. In and out. You and God. Somewhere along the way, church became a place to go instead of a people to be." - Phyllis Tickle. Lent: Church and State. Let Us Muse Together. The Ignorance and the Arrogance. 52 Card Pick Up. The 100 year old piano. Technology as Perpetuating the Buffered Self? Insert insightful title here]. Better late than never. The llama and the journey. Sunday, February 26, 2012. Lent: Church and State. Some of the current presidential contenders have made remarks about ...
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Breathing Prayer: October 2011
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Breath is prayer. In and out. You and God. Somewhere along the way, church became a place to go instead of a people to be." - Phyllis Tickle. The 21st Century Church, Part Four: Re-Formation. The Drum Major Instinct. The Economy of Grace. Let Us Muse Together. The Ignorance and the Arrogance. 52 Card Pick Up. The 100 year old piano. Technology as Perpetuating the Buffered Self? Insert insightful title here]. Better late than never. The llama and the journey. Monday, October 31, 2011. 8212; by grace alone...
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Smelling the Color 9: July 2009
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Smelling the Color 9. Tuesday, July 21, 2009. In the notes found in the booklet, Part tells this story:. This story can transcend its surface topic. The monk says one thing, and Part replies in his. Language- music. What does this mean to you- in your language? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Flagstaff, Arizona, United States. View my complete profile. Technology as Perpetuating the Buffered Self? Insert insightful title here]. Better late than never. Musings of the Mund. The owls and the angels.
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Smelling the Color 9: May 2009
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Smelling the Color 9. Thursday, May 28, 2009. It's been my tendency, when under the pressure of sin (sexual temptation, thoughts/words of pride and anger, and words that, in general, lack the thesis of Christianity [love]) to stray away from God. "I'm too impure to think about Him or to listen to Him right now." And since I don't want my ugly sin to mix with Him- I lean away. . He already knows. . When else can we lean on God? Thursday, May 14, 2009. Sunday, May 10, 2009. This is cool: . Http:/ news....
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Smelling the Color 9: August 2009
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Smelling the Color 9. Wednesday, August 12, 2009. Kittens and Coke Zero. . . Miracles? She prefaced this story with a disclaimer: "I know in the scope of all the troubles in the world, this doesn't rate very high, but it was big to us." Oh great, I thought. Here we go. . . . In the grand scheme of things, it seems goofy for God to work a miracle by giving an old lady a kitten. Assuming that He did indeed give her a kitten; I wonder if she'd think it was from God if it's unexplainable appearance was s...
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Smelling the Color 9: Audition Recap/Debrief from UT Austin
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Smelling the Color 9. Saturday, February 5, 2011. Audition Recap/Debrief from UT Austin. Audition Recap/Debrief from UT Austin. So how’d it go? 8220;Good morning.” he exclaimed with a curt nod. 8220;Morning.” I replied, too surprised to sound very polite. No, I’m not worried about becoming a professional sign older, and I realize that creating a hypothetical scenario about someone I don’t even know might be unethical or something. But, I can understand why someone. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Smelling the Color 9: June 2009
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Smelling the Color 9. Monday, June 29, 2009. So, here goes. Where can I find God? What is God calling me to do in this life? Why is it easier to find God in some places and more difficult in others? Why did I feel God’s presence so much more in New Orleans than anywhere else? Where can I find God? Do you know what I mean by “find God”? I had found God in New Orleans, or at least that’s when and where his presence was most prevalent to me. Why was this? When did I feel distant? I love daisies. I loooo...
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Smelling the Color 9: December 2009
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Smelling the Color 9. Friday, December 25, 2009. I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day. The version by Casting Crowns has been claimed "favorite Christmas song this year" by mother- I think I'll agree and make it mine too. Spend the 99 cents and buy this song. Here are the words to the original poem by Henry W. Longfellow:. I heard the bells on Christmas day. Their old familiar carols play,. And wild and sweet the words repeat. Of peace on earth, good will to men. And thought how, as the day had come,.
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Smelling the Color 9: I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day
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Smelling the Color 9. Friday, December 25, 2009. I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day. The version by Casting Crowns has been claimed "favorite Christmas song this year" by mother- I think I'll agree and make it mine too. Spend the 99 cents and buy this song. Here are the words to the original poem by Henry W. Longfellow:. I heard the bells on Christmas day. Their old familiar carols play,. And wild and sweet the words repeat. Of peace on earth, good will to men. And thought how, as the day had come,.