spiritual warfare
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Holding Hands in the Dark
“As the rain hides the stars, as the autumn mist hides the hills, happenings of my lot hide the shining of Thy face from me. Yet, if I may hold Thy hand in the darkness, it is enough; since I know that, though I may stumble in my going, Thou dost not fall.” —Alistair Maclean Walking in faith—not always fun, but always mighty. Always. —j
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Hast Thou No Scar?
Following Jesus? Wounds are assured. So is glory. Hast thou no scar? No hidden scar on foot or side or hand? I hear thee sung as mighty in the land, I hear them hail thy bright ascendant star; Hast thou no scar? Hast thou no wound? Yet, I was wounded by the archers, spent. Leaned…
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A Packaged Tour of the Absolute
The Church is a training camp and supply depot for soldiers and servants in the deadliest war ever waged, a hospital for casualties and defectors in which we are its nurses and chaplains, a weight room for the weak, a mess hall for the hungry and a power plant for the Light for the world. To drift from this is to forfeit a war…


