Every time you sin you are transported to the foot of the cross the quiet agony is there the smell of sweat, leather, earth, wood the taste of blood and tears Christ looks up and recognizes you, since you have been there before He will not ask why He knows …
But I do not want you to be ignorant, brethren, concerning those who have fallen asleep, lest you sorrow as others who have no hope. 1 Thessalonians 4:13 My daughter Karen died at the young age of fifty-five from that dreaded disease, Cancer. She fought a valiant fight for nearly …
In the morning, prayer is the key that opens to us the treasure of God’s mercies and blessings. The first act of the soul in early morning should be a draught at the heavenly fountain. It will sweeten the taste for the day.” Henry Ward Beecher
