The Kingdom Is Like
What is the Kingdom of God like? It is like a man who from the edges of a valley farm goes on a seven decade journey to become a true child of the Creator of all Things, the Great I Am, the Almighty God. And along the way discovers his brotherhood with the Lord Jesus Christ.
Colossians 2:15-18 (Message Bible)
Going under the water was a burial of your old life; coming up out of it was a resurrection, God raising you from the dead as he did Christ. When you were stuck in your old sin-dead life, you were incapable of responding to God. God brought you alive—right along with Christ! Think of it! All sins forgiven, the slate wiped clean, that old arrest warrant canceled and nailed to Christ’s cross. He stripped all the spiritual tyrants in the universe of their sham authority at the Cross and marched them naked through the streets.
Kingdom: My Last Performance
In the shadows of the sanctuary, as she had been for the last three weeks, Kelly sat passively watching, hearing and observing as though the passage of time was a sleeping aid. Since my last musical performance she had gradually allowed less and less light to be around her, cloaking what kind of girl-spirit was …
Kingdom: If I Had My Way
I played clarinet in the school band. I sang in the church choir. In honor of my 14th birthday I was given a guitar, a book of the 100 great folk songs of America, and the 1962 number 1 hit album “Peter, Paul and Mary.” My destiny was sealed. By my sophomore year in high …
Kingdom: My First Angel
With the loss of my first love Margie, I developed an extremely morose countenance that helped divide me away from troublesome beings who might have wanted to be my friend. Not that I didn’t have a few friends, but generally they were diagnosticians come to investigate what my problem was. My family knew what my …
Kingdom: The Pearl
Her name was Margie May and for one pure and holy moment in time she was my pearl. My buddy Ricky, at that time the greatest friend of all times, took me to his church group one Sunday night when my parents didn’t feel like taking me into town for my usual church youth group …
A Secret Edge in the Storm of Night
My first suspension from school (September 1957) for fighting put me quite unintentionally into my mother’s week day routines one of which, having coffee and chat with three ladies from church, was the most excruciating. Tuesday and Thursday I was fawned over by two of the oldest ladies on earth during the commercial breaks of …

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