With his tiny feet resting on the snow’s surface, he pecked at the weeds growing inside the roof eaves. The only plants not covered in snow. I love birds, and felt pity for that brave little guy. I wondered how he could find enough to eat and keep warm.
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Moriah, which means chosen by God, was where God had his temple built, for it was a place special and holy to him. It was also where he sent King David to offer sacrifices after his sin of taking a census (1 Chronicles 21). It seemed like such a small thing, counting the people, but David did it out of pride. Which made God so angry that he sent a plague upon the people.
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We’ve mostly ditched Christmas. Because of the increase in materialism, not because we’ve become Scrooges. Finding true meaningful spirituality among the commercial trappings became more and more challenging. So for several years we did little during the holidays.
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Matthew Henry in his commentary tells of Francis Junius, a 15th century reformed scholar and theologian, who reported that after his first reading of John chapter 1 that he “observed such a divinity in the argument, such an authority and majesty in the style, that his flesh trembled, and he was struck with such amazement that for a whole day he scarcely knew where he was or what he did; and thence he dates the beginning of his being religious.” (Matthew Henry)
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Have you ever told the Lord, “I can’t do that?” I have, totally convinced that it was useless to even try. Until the Lord showed me that even small things become significant in his hands.
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She walked a lonely road, a water jug hoisted on her shoulder, that Samaritan woman. During the most intense heat of the day she made the trek, her solitary trek, to the village well. Only after the others had returned to their own homes did she venture out. They didn’t welcome her company. No more than she, knowing they despised her, cared for theirs.
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Signora Sheila 