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“My prayer is not for them alone. I pray also for those who will believe in me through their message,that all of them may be one, Father, just as you are in me and I am in you. May they also be in us so that the world may believe that you have sent me.I have given them the glory that you gave me, that they may be one as we are one…” John 17:20-22.I recently learned that January 18-25, 2012 is

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Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen. Ephesians 3:20-21 This is such a huge promise, but also one that we’re afraid to trust. Why? Is it that logic overpowers us? Are we afraid of being disappointed if we

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We live by faith, not by sight. (2 Cor. 5:7)Today I seem to be back on the theme that was part of my sermon last Sunday, and also reflected in many of my blog posts--sight. We live in such a visual world. Our eyes are constantly being bombarded with pictures and data, words and motions. I think this is why closing our eyes to pray is so important. In doing so, we take time to shut off the

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However, as it is written: “What no eye has seen, what no ear has heard, and what no human mind has conceived” — the things God has prepared for those who love him—1 Corinthians 2:9Christmas is always such a feast for the senses. Lights and decorations fill our sight, along with TV specials and movies. Christmas carols, bells, and the sounds of hustle and bustle fill our ears. We indulge

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She is sad today. She says she broke up with her boyfriend because he lied to her. But the director tells me she passed both her tests and as soon as the next semester starts up at the other building, she will be gone. Maybe we are both thinking that now we are just marking time until then, but neither of us says that. She is surly and doesn’t want to work or talk, but we review what she was

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My daughter Tabitha is the family photographer and has entered this photo in a contest. Will you vote for her photo and share the link? Thanks!My Favorite Photo (I've Ever Taken) 3Brickfish

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Sing to the LORD a new song,for he has done marvelous things;his right hand and his holy armhave worked salvation for him.Shout for joy to the LORD, all the earth,burst into jubilant song with music;make music to the LORD with the harp,with the harp and the sound of singing,with trumpets and the blast of the ram's horn—shout for joy before the LORD, the King.Psalm 98:1,4-6I don’t know that you’ll

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1 John 4:16--And so we know and rely on the love God has for us. God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in him.-----I’m a sucker for a good romantic comedy. This morning, having been advised to take it easy for a bit and get past the after-effects of a migraine, I sat down to watch “The Accidental Husband.” In many respects, it’s a typical formula romance, and its theme is not

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Merriam-Webster’s Word of the DayAugust 6eighty-six \ay-tee-SIKS\ verb, slangMeaning: to refuse to serve (a customer); also : to get rid of : throw out--------------------The paragraph about etymology that was included in the email about this word said that “they” (etymologists?) basically have no idea how it came to mean what it means. In a sense, they blame it on the poets because they

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Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal. (2 Corinthians 4:16-18)It amazes me…and maybe it

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I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may

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There is a sort of conventional wisdom that says profound thoughts come from sitting on the toilet. The sitcom “Scrubs” pokes fun at this in an episode in which the janitor installs an “epiphany toilet” on the roof of the hospital: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bmn1ts_AIhA . But, for me, the best place for profound thinking is the shower. I’m not sure why, although I suspect that is partly

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Jeremiah 4:4 “Circumcise your hearts” (Also Deut 10:16 & 30:6 plus allusions in the NT?)Consider what this really says. Cut away the extra parts? The dead parts? Cut and remove. Sounds painful. It is painful. After circumcision, a time of healing is required, so it must be painful. Cut into your heart, the very center of your being. This is major surgery. I think this is why so many

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It's only the second day and already I've learned some important lessons. One is that I can't lollygag around about getting to this reading! The first day I took my time about starting into quiet time, read my usual devotional books and then started on the 90-day reading plan, only to be interrupted because my time was up and my walking partner was ready to hit the track. When I got back, I

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I first saw the challenge on Bible Gateway. The banner ad said, "Do what 75 million people dream about: Take the Bible in 90 days challenge, June 1 - August 29." (You can check it out here.) I'm not sure why that caught my eye. Maybe because that is almost exactly how much time I have before I start grad school? Maybe because having just finished a degree in literature, I want to try reading the

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Yes, the week. I'm a slow reader these days. It's so hard to sit still long enough to finish a chapter, let alone a book. So many other things to do! But tomorrow I see the eye doctor and soon, hopefully, I'll be able to speed the reading back up a little. Here's what I'm working on:Traveling Mercies: Some Thoughts on Faithby Anne LamottThis is one of my favorite authors. I've actually read this

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Ok, so I'm not officially a post-grad until after Friday, but all the work is done and life is decidedly different. Little by little, my house is getting cleaner. I've watched a few movies and even went out to a theater to see one! And I've started on the pile of books that have been waiting patiently for the day when I would finally have time to read books of my own choosing. Nobody has

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(Speaking with gusto and dramatically gesturing.) How now, my good man, what say ye?! Yes, we have seen better days, but we shall have the greater share of honor! For these are the times that test our souls, that tear at the very fabric of our being as we face our mortal enemies and stand before our God and Lord King! …what’s that? Thou wouldst like a venti decaf mocha? Well then, by God, thou

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As sometimes happens, yesterday I woke up seriously struggling with the same old nagging doubts and worries. I thought I had a handle on it after spending some time in prayer, and then Rob asked me a question about our daughter's school loan and the facade I had put up cracked. I hadn't realized it was only a facade until then, and although I had been avoiding telling Rob about my struggles

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Sometimes in life there are interesting parallels. Grendel invades the Viking hall. The Philistines invade Israel. The beavers invade the Krabbe compound.Grendel was an ogre, a monster, who lived out in the fen with his mother. Little is known about him except that he frequently invaded Hart Hall at night, killing those within. Similarly, little is know about the Philistines who were

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I see dead people. Ok, not exactly, but it’s kind of like that. Ever since I moved 3000 miles away from the place where I’d lived since I was seven, I see people I think I know. They aren’t the same people, of course, because the ones I know don’t live here, they live there, in that other place, back home. So how is it that there is someone here with exactly the same hairstyle and color, the

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I can still remember when his eyes spoke volumes about the torment that filled the mind behind them. The worst of those days he barely spoke, and could barely respond when spoken to. It was a look I saw later in other peoples' eyes and recognized. I said a prayer for them, and made sure not to avoid looking in those eyes, not to avoid contact with the troubled soul like so much of the rest of the

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In reading 1 Samuel 5-6, I am struck by the impact of the presence of the ark of the covenant among the Philistines. They have captured this sacred box from the Israelites, hoping to have similar success in battle that they have seen the Israelites experience. But they don't quite understand who they're dealing with, and the ark brings the Philistines trouble instead of glory. They aren't on any

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Today’s reading in “My Utmost for His Highest” talks about how the core of Paul’s vision upon his conversion became the driving purpose of the rest of his life. I have had a tendency to miss the point of this, which Paul so eloquently summarized in 1 Corinthians 2:2, “For I determined not to know anything among you except Jesus Christ and him crucified.” The vision and the purpose weren’t a plan

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Grow in the grace and knowledge of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. 2 Peter 3:18This is our path, continually seeking to grow towards God. And he draws us to him, like the sun draws the faces of the flowers and the trees stretch their branches out to its rays. We lift our faces and our hands up to him as we worship and he blesses our turning to him. We lift our hearts to him each morning as we

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When there has not been the mad scramble of preparation for Christmas, it seems that there is also not the big let-down the day after. A quiet advent leads to a quiet Christmas and a gentle passing into the post-Christmas season. We didn’t get everything we ever wanted, but we didn’t expect to, and this year that was most definitely not the point. We spent some time with people, in some cases not

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Dear God,Thanks for everything! In a year where Christmas couldn't be about presents because we had no money, thank you for helping us to see how you are working in our kids and in each other, and how one of the greatest parts of Christmas is sharing each other's joy. Thank you for showing me that to really know your love, I have to know your people. Thank you for all of them and all the amazing

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It was a nice day, by all accounts. It might not have been, considering the way it started, but it was. The only hiccup was that the computer locked up on Rob’s car, but thankfully that happened while we were still at home, so we just unloaded everything and piled into a different car.The 2 ½ hour drive to Columbia to pick up Tess and Adrianne from their All-State Chorus auditions was quite

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I understand the Israelites’ desire to go back to Egypt more than I would like. Yes, they were enslaved and had to work hard, but there was a set routine and they always knew what was coming. There was always a home to go to at the end of the day and food on the table, no matter how meager. But I imagine they did not spend a lot of time thinking about the positive side of the situation until

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…In a trail that goes from Moses’ prayer for favor and God’s presence (Exodus 33), to Perry Noble’s story about arguing with God about paying for the dinner and how he knows he can expect great things from God, to Jesus with Peter and John on the mountaintop where Peter wants to build booths (Mark 9)…about how we get glimpses of God’s glory……by seeking Him Seeking to be pleasing to Him

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When you say to God, "I give you all that I am," what are you really saying?Several years ago I went to a conference on worship at which the conference leaders told us that their prayer for all of us was that at least 1/3 of those attending would leave the conference having decided to be radically sold out for Christ. Knowing that I was far from being someone people would describe in that way, I

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Sometimes words cannot express one's sense of how wonderful God is. Sometimes music comes closer, but sometimes even music is insufficient. What a glorious day it is to be graced with this extra sense of the knowledge of God. I know it may be fleeting. Today the condition of my heart allows me to draw nearer, but I know that I am not always very good at keeping it that way. I wonder

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A little something I wrote for a magazine that was considering doing a story on this:Seneca, SC—Noon At Night Films is the unique pairing of a business man with a background in cinematography and a creative man with a love for telling stories. One has been in South Carolina for a long time, and the other for much less time, but both are very happy to be in such a beautiful place doing what they

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I'm new to this whole film festival scene, but since it seems to be the thing to do to build credibility within the industry, we're giving it a whirl with the music video. Nevertheless, I am incredibly surprised to find that a festival has accepted our submission for screening. The No Exit Music Video Festival is brand new, but according to their announcement, they received hundreds of entries

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Decision-making is sometimes an excrutiating process for me. It occurred to me today that in the Bible decisions were frequently made by casting lots. This happens a lot in the Old Testament. Operating with the firm belief that God is in control of everything, people would pray and then expect God to make the lots fall in accordance with His will. There are two times in the New Testament that

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I love this time of year for many reasons, but one reason I particularly like the week after Christmas is that it is a time of change. We have new stuff, we're anticipating a new year, and we're getting rid of the Christmas decorations.At our house, we always decorate for Christmas right after Thanksgiving. I'm not a Martha Stewart type, so this is the only season for which we radically change

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Andrew Murray writes: What is the best and most glorious thing that a man needs every day and can do every day? Nothing less than to seek, to know, to love, and to praise God Himself. As glorious as God is, so is the glory which begins to work in the hearts and lives of people who give themselves to live for God...It is a great step forward in the life of a Christian when we truly see this and

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So he [Philip] started out, and on his way he met an Ethiopian eunuch, an important official in charge of all the treasury of Candace, queen of the Ethiopians. This man had gone to Jerusalem to worship, and on his way home was sitting in his chariot reading the book of Isaiah the prophet. Acts 8:27-28 (go to www.biblegateway.com to read the whole story.)This is such an amazing story! God does

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It's been almost 20 years since I wrote "Bananas" for an English class (see below). I don't remember the nature of the assignment, only that I struggled to come up with a topic and at the last minute had this fruity inspiration. Some of the situations presented were true-to-life for me back then, and it's interesting looking at them from today's perspective. I wasn't even thinking about having

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March 1987--As I was eating lunch today I had a great revelation about life--it's bananas! Yes, that long skinny yellow fruit that fits so nicely in a brown paper sack next to a peanut butter and jelly sandwich is the epitome in my mind of all that life embodies.There are millions of examples. Driving, for one, (especially in Southern California) is bananas. When you're late for work and most

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Check out this awesome music video! Go to http://www.nanfilms.com/iwy.htmIt's by this great band called The Keep. The arrangement is by Lee Krabbe. Doesn't it rock? Makes you think about who's watching who...or who's not. Don't we all go out of our way to avoid meeting eyes with people anymore? Ok, I have to say that is much more true of city life, and one of the reasons I really love

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