Our Sunday School lesson this morning was on emotions, taken from Psalm 116. We all have them–these feelings of joy, love, anger, frustration, sadness. Sometimes emotions get the upper hand, but when they do, hopefully, we will not erupt in some action that is not good. Let’s take anger, for instance. When I think of […]
Dec 3, 2020
The Bells
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I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day Henry Wadsworth Longfellow And in despair I bowed my head: “There is no peace on earth,” I said, “For hate is strong and mocks the song Of peace on earth, good will to men.” Then pealed the bells more loud and deep: “God is not dead, nor doth […]
Nov 29, 2020
Small Lights
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This is a dark, damp November morning. It’s the sort of morning when lights are most noticeable. My grandchildren put up and decorated the tree, decorated the mantel, and brightened the day. The best part was laughing and giggling together, putting new batteries in the Christmas tree train so that it had renewed life and […]
Nov 9, 2020
Hope
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What would we do without hope? It’s more than a wish–it’s a yearning and a belief that somewhere, out in the future, things will get better. Hope rises with the sun each morning, but it doesn’t set as the sun sinks westward. Hope lives on, through even the darkest night. As the sun slid westward […]
Oct 15, 2020
In the Face of Danger
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A cool wind stirs the leaves on the maple. The leaves are, one by one and in bunches, turning to gold and orange. With a lot of green mixed it, the tree is really beautiful. We need rain, but not as badly as the people in Colorado and California and other states, particularly in the […]
Sep 28, 2020
Hope and Tomorrow
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When night closes in, what would we do without the hope of tomorrow? As the sun slides westward, another day with its troubles and puzzles comes to a close, but tomorrow will be a brand new day. Perhaps problems will be solved or on the way to being solved–tomorrow. Maybe tomorrow the homeless man asking […]
