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God has been giving me this new taste bud that hates the food the old man likes to eat.
It’s good to follow through on your word.
It’s also good to let your words be few.
i am overwhelmed by her eyes.
she makes the best pies.
we take walks. we have talks
When it comes to girlfriends, Alexandria Bonanno is “oh, gadzooks!”
“As there is no true religion where there is nothing else but affection, so there is no true religion where there is no religious affection. As, on the one hand, there must be light in the understanding as well as an affected fervent heart; where there is heat without light, there can be nothing divine or heavenly in that heart, a head stored with notions and speculations, with a cold and unaffected heart, there can be nothing divine in that light; that knowledge is no true spiritual knowledge of divine things. If the great things of religion are rightly understood, they will affect the heart” (Jonathan Edwards, The Religious Affections, A.D. 1746).
The ultimate purpose [of marriage] is to obey God, to find aid and counsel against sin; to call upon God; to seek, love, and educate children for the glory of God; to live with one’s wife in the fear of God and to bear the cross; but if there are no children, nevertheless to live with one’s wife in contentment; and to avoid all lewdness with others. – Martin Luther
I really enjoyed reading Surgeon’s sermon notes this morning. Whatchya looking at lately?
EDIT: By Surgeon, I mean Spurgeon.
This is a devotional I wrote in 2007 when I was visiting the Dead Sea. Perhaps it will refresh you, fellow desert traveller.
Across the rocky plain above En Gedi, a hot eastern wind blew in from the Dead Sea. Air shimmered through the rising afternoon distortions as the deer cautiously lifted her head from the bed beneath the gray achea bush and scanned the flat horizon. Molesting the moisture of her nose, flies voraciously buzzed, making it difficult to listen for danger. Chancing detection, she stood and turned to reposition herself in the shade that had slowly shifted beneath the scorching sun. Her dry and swollen tongue lay over her parched lips, as she panted to lose body heat, but she knew she must wait till night fall to approach the refreshing streams of En Gedi.