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| Drawing of Medieval ploughmen. |
Tuesday, August 25, 2026
The Ploughman As Labourer for The Lord
Vintage Globes
Description of Illustrations: vintage globes for the classroom, email and newsletters, one showing the depiction of the stars and the other of the earth
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Divinity
Divinity
Stormy Weather...
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| "Turn from evil and do good; seek peace and pursue it. The eyes of the Lord are on the righteous, and his ears are attentive to their cry..." Psalm 34:14-15 |
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| "Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the Lord you God will be with you wherever you go." Joshua 1:9 NIV |
Wednesday, February 4, 2026
Altruism
Be not overbold;
Stop and think that glittering things
Are not always gold.
by Elizabeth Hill
The Venus fly trap is small and shaped as if you placed your two open palms side by side. Its surface is plastered with honey and the other palm has sharp needles pointing outward. The "silly fly" yields to the attraction of the sweets and is immediately shut in as the two palms close upon him. He is instantly stung to death by the needles.How alluring evil can appear at times. Satan himself can pose as an angel of light. Evil often presents its most subtle attraction to the young. But sin in any guise is the soul's death-trap.
Life and Death
Life and Death
Death gives her wings to mount above the spheres.
Through chinks, styled organs, dim life peeps at light,
Death bursts th' involving cloud, and all is day ;
All eye, all ear, the disembodied power.
Death has feigned evils, Nature shall not feel.
Life, ill substantial, Wisdom cannot shun.
Is not the mighty mind, - that son of Heaven -
By tyrant Life, dethroned, imprisoned, pained?
By Death enlarged, ennobled, deified?
Death but entombs the body ; Life the soul! . . . .
Death is the crown of life
Death wounds to cure : we fall, we rise, we reign!
Spring from our fetters, fasten in the skies.
Where blooming Eden withers in our sight,
Death gives us more than was in Eden lost.
This king of terrors is the prince of peace.
When shall I die to vanity, pain, death?
When shall I die? - When shall I live forever?
The Cross
The Cross by John Donne
Nature a Healer
Nature a Healer
With other ministrations thou, O Nature!
Healest thy wandering and distempered child:
Thou pourest on him thy soft influences,
Thy sunny hues, fair forms, and breathing sweets, -
Thy melodies of woods, and winds, and waters
Till he relent, and can no more endure
To be a jarring and a dissonant thing
Amid this general dance and minstrelsy;
But, bursting into tears, wins back his way,
His angry spirit healed and harmonized
By the benignant touch of love and beauty.
by Samuel Taylor Coleridge.




