This article is shared by Marsha Jordan John the Baptist didn’t have any great talents. He didn’t perform mystifying miracles (not even a simple card trick). He wasn’t a handsome crooner with a voice like Perry Como’s. He didn’t have degrees or diplomas. He didn’t have an impressive gift of speaking like Billy Graham. He [...]
He Did What He Could
Marsha Jordan
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Apr 302007
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Apr 202007
But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you. Take therefore no thought for the morrow: for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof. Matthew 6: 33-34 There is a television advert for [...]
It would be insane to overlook reality as if it didn’t exist, wouldn’t it?. That’s why anything real doesn’t have to be forgiven. It would be equally insane not to overlook illusions. That’s why illusions are only there to be forgiven, all of them without exception. Awakening starts with recognizing what’s real and what’s not, [...]
Storm Debris
Marsha Jordan
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Apr 072007
This article is shared by Marsha Jordan After some friends lost their home in a tornado, I helped them clean up what was left. There wasn’t much. Where their house had once stood was a refrigerator. That’s all. Destruction was everywhere. Debris covered the yard and the nearby woods. All day we sorted through the [...]
Help! I've Become My Mother!
Marsha Jordan
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Apr 052007
This article is shared by Marsha Jordan I swore it would never happen, but it did. I noticed it one sweltering August afternoon in 2001. I opened my mouth and . . . out came my mother’s voice! I was saying all the things I’d long ago sworn never to repeat. I HAD BECOME MY [...]
Little Acts of Love
Marsha Jordan
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Apr 052007
This article is shared by Marsha Jordan As I loaded dishes into the dishwasher, I sang along with the radio. My grandson looked up from the picture he was coloring and said, “Grandma, there’s one thing about you that I don’t like.” Anticipating what he was going to say, I asked, “What? That I sing [...]