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The Lord God called to... -- Genesis 3:9-15 -- Proper 5 | Ordinary Time 10 - B -- 1991
The Lord God called to the man, and said to him, "Where are you?" The man had gotten lost.
As a pastor I had... -- Genesis 3:9-15 -- Proper 5 | Ordinary Time 10 - B -- 1991
As a pastor I had heard the story in one form or another many times.
Those of us who love... -- 1 Samuel 16:14-23 -- Proper 5 | Ordinary Time 10 - B -- 1991
Those of us who love music can easily understand its positive effects upon the evil nature of Saul w
In 1840 Vienna was a... -- 1 Samuel 16:14-23 -- Proper 5 | Ordinary Time 10 - B -- 1991
In 1840 Vienna was a place where a lot of medical research was done.
Marion Preminger was born in... -- 1 Samuel 16:14-23 -- Proper 5 | Ordinary Time 10 - B -- 1991
Marion Preminger was born in Hungary shortly after the beginning of this century.
In the article on Medicine... -- 1 Samuel 16:14-23 -- Proper 5 | Ordinary Time 10 - B -- 1991
In the article on "Medicine" in Hastings' Dictionary of the Bible, the writer makes this comment on

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The Immediate Word

Thomas Willadsen
Christopher Keating
Dean Feldmeyer
Mary Austin
Ron Love
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Note: This installment is still being edited and added to. For purposes of immediacy we are posting this for your use now with the understanding that any errors or omissions will be corrected between now and Tuesday afternoon.

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Bill Thomas
Bob Ove
Mark Ellingsen
Bonnie Bates
Frank Ramirez
Ron Love
Zephaniah 3:14-20
Wow, how can things get any better. God has not only taken our punishment, he has turned back our enemy. What more can we ask. We shouldn’t have to fear anything. God says this to Jerusalem. Can this apply to America also?

Isn’t it love that takes away our worry? When we were little kids we didn’t worry about anything as long as our parents were near us. God is bigger and more powerful.

David Kalas
My wife, who thrives on organization, has a motto: “A place for everything, and everything in its place.” It’s an expression of her passion for keeping a room, a house, or a garage orderly. But I think the principle extends still further. It goes beyond just physical spaces. For what is true of cupboards and closets is even more profoundly true of a human life.

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David O. Bales
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“A Rainy Road To The Jordan” by David O. Bales
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A Rainy Road To The Jordan
by David O. Bales
Luke 3:7-18

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Arley K. Fadness
“...but one who is more powerful than I is coming..” (V. 16a)

Good morning girls, good morning boys!

My, it’s so fun to see you today.  Happy Advent! Know why I (say, sing, shout, chant) Happy Advent? (children may respond)

Advent means “a coming.” Something or somebody is coming. Just around the corner. Know what it is? (children respond)

Yep. It’s Christmas, and John the Baptist is here to help. (show sketch)

The Village Shepherd

Janice B. Scott
I've had many reports of the Remembrance Sunday service held at Dickleburgh (in Norfolk, England) this year, mostly about the preacher. Since Dickleburgh has a historic connection with the Americans from the time of Second World War, they always invite the American Air Base at Mildenhall in Suffolk to join them for the service, and always invite the current American air force chaplain to preach.

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Robert S. Crilley
On the Sunday afternoon following Thanksgiving, when I was in seventh grade, it began to snow. It started slowly and undramatically -- much like any number of other snows I had experienced growing up in Detroit. The sky turned the shade of dirty wool and the flakes danced through the wind as in one of those glass balls that you invert. Little by little the sidewalks whitened, and soon the neighborhood was alive with the rasping sound of shovels. Before long the roads were filled and you could no longer see the curb.

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