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A journey of discovery. Saturday, September 28, 2013. From All-Merciful Saviour Orthodox Christian Monastery. With love in Christ,. From the hand of Meike-Macrina Hall. Love it. LOVE it! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Straight from the Heart. Missionary work no longer commands the cultural respect it once did. Indeed, missionary work is often grouped together with other forms of cultural and c. Jonny really labored over these, and. VJ's Ration of Light. And here we are at the time of the year when f...
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Knowing Why: fading to grey
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A journey of discovery. Saturday, September 14, 2013. I took my husband to England. it was for the purpose of introducing him to different parts of the world, different cultures, even if those cultures arent vastly different. hes never been outside of N. America so this seemed like a perfect start. Tried to post a photo but it didnt work]. From the hand of Meike-Macrina Hall. Good to hear from you! And look forward to hearing of your adventures.even the grey ones. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Knowing Why: more wanting
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A journey of discovery. Friday, December 06, 2013. It's Christmas time. One of the most painful associations I have with Christmas time is the pressure to give and get. Not so much pressure on me (though I certainly feel it in some of my relationships) but that the pressure is there and loud and very in your face. Giving is not bad. Getting is not bad. It was a short visit, cold (bitterly! Of course, this too will fall under investigation and thorough examination, likely in conversation with those who ar...
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Knowing Why: Young Poets Corner
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A journey of discovery. White heart made gray. By the sin of our desires. Gray heart made black. By the desires of our sin. Black heart made white. By the sinless desire of our Lord. August 26, 1997. Heavenly Breezes wash over me. I feel a spirit wash over me. I feel my Father over me. Down a bumpy path. For Juanita Mitrik, august 26, 1997. Love for a Friend. No one can describe it. No one; not even me. But when I am with you, my Friend,. My heart, it sets love free. It's a love that further develops.
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A journey of discovery. Sunday, January 12, 2014. That also means nothing else is getting in. No bright rays of sun to say the storm is passed, no cleansing breeze to brush away the musty stale air that hangs in every room. I wonder if it would do more damage than good for someone to come busting down the door, saying, "Girl, get out here RIGHT now! From the hand of Meike-Macrina Hall. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Straight from the Heart. Jonny really labored over these, and. VJ's Ration of Light.
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Knowing Why: O' them brothers
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A journey of discovery. Tuesday, August 27, 2013. For the sixth time in my adult life, I have taken up the task of trying to read Dostoyevsky. By that you can assume that the previous 5 attempts were not successful. And no, I didn't start with Crime and Punishment (which would be punishment in itself) but rather with The Brothers Karamazov. And then The Idiot. Neither of which could keep hold of me for more than 75 pages. Having made it through Charles Dickens' David Copperfield. Yeilded no result as it ...
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Knowing Why: Songs
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A journey of discovery. Soft so she speaks to the wild flowers. Whistling 'round corners in and out. She plays in the sun and she plays in the rain. Tossing clouds' teardrops all about. You say you don't know where she comes from. You say you can't see here when she's here. The same's with my God but I sure know. Unlike the wind he will always be near. The wild field welcomes her shining. It shines, glows, dances in happiness. Each blade of grass moves to the rhythm. All stirred form their placidness.
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Knowing Why: while the merry bells keep ringing, happy holidays to you!
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A journey of discovery. Sunday, January 05, 2014. While the merry bells keep ringing, happy holidays to you! The last of the festal days. and this is how the feast is remembered. From the hand of Meike-Macrina Hall. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Straight from the Heart. Missionary work no longer commands the cultural respect it once did. Indeed, missionary work is often grouped together with other forms of cultural and c. Jonny really labored over these, and. VJ's Ration of Light. From Phil J] Most...
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Knowing Why: Rethinking Choices
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A journey of discovery. Saturday, September 21, 2013. Last night we went to see a movie. We do this regularly, go to the theatre to watch movies. It's what we do; our thing. Not my preferred choice for spending time together, but it is typically entertaining enough and we more-or-less can find something agreeable. At the very least we're doing something together. Last night's movie pushed this even further and has prompted the rethinking of these regular doses of escapism. The subject matter (which I...
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Knowing Why: thirsting....
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A journey of discovery. Tuesday, July 09, 2013. Furthermore, dying does not mean beyond repair or hope, or that there isn't room for restoration, of becoming alive again. Ezekiel was shown the valley of the dry bones into which life was breathed and they once again became a living, vigorous people. And I believe in the resurrection (having received a kind reminder from a beloved friend) and death is not the victor. The small worries and calamities that befell them? From the hand of Meike-Macrina Hall.
