I love the irony. I'm perceived as being really young and yet I have the clinical condition of an old man.
God's goodness is the root of all goodness; and our goodness, if we have any, springs out of His goodness.
My overcoat is worn out my shirts also are worn out. And I ask to be allowed to have a lamp in the evening it is indeed wearisome sitting alone in the dark.
To see how Christ was prophesied and described therein, consider and mark, how that the kid or lamb must be with out spot or blemish; and so was Christ only of all mankind, in the sight of God and of his law.
Here is also to be noted, that the cause of the institution was to be a memorial, to testify that Christ's body was given, and his blood shed for us.
No more doth it hurt to say that the body and blood are not in the sacrament.
In the old covenants the people were sprinkled with blood of calves without, in their bodies, to bind them to keep the law; else we were bound to just damnation, for the breaking of it.
There's nothing more heart-breaking than watching your children suffer.
Cold winds are disagreeable, hot winds enervating, moist winds unhealthy.
I would like to comment on the God fiber within each living thing. This essence, this fiber of love and grace, runs in every vein, no matter how deeply buried. Each person has a God fiber, whatever their actions or hurt they have caused you or others.
Green and black go well together, dont they?