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How Great Thou Art O Lord my God, When I in awesome wonder, Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made; I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder, Thy power throughout the universe displayed. Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee, How great Thou art, How great Thou art. Then sings my soul, ...

Where does it say in the NT that you are forbidden to burn the Christian dead. I am not trying to be confrontational, I truly would like to know because I have never seen this in my reading of scripture. Church tradition isn't what I'm looking for but a scripture that says this. I've seen too much c...

I went thru public school K-12 but things were nothing like they are today and teachers were respected. My children went to public school thru middle school, one started high school when I began homeschooling them. They went to state universities. Growing up only Christian schools were catholic scho...

This seems a post-modern sounding quote. I'm not saying that's bad, there's a lot I like about Derrida... Wasn't meant as that, mostly meant to say- when it comes to something that has leeway for how you interpret it and ultimately will not affect our salvation or our walk with the Lord, then you n...

You were able to put into words what I wanted to say. And ultimately we need to do what is right for us not what others think we should do.

it should be a celebration time for Christians as we do not grieve as those who have no hope. I so agree. When mom died last spring the service was a celebration of her life and love for the Lord. I was the one who put together the video that showed her life to all who came. I don't think we were d...

The way in which we handle death, dying and the body telegraphs out to the rest of society (and thus reinforces or loosens societal practice) what we believe about man, the future and the past. It may seem inconsequential enough, just another personal choice among many; I think though there is mani...

Enjoyed listening to him.

The lines fold me oh fold me became extra meaningful to me when a friend described it as follows: picture our Lord folding a large warm towel up to His chest- and we are the towel being folded to Him. Nearer Still Nearer Nearer, still nearer, close to Thy heart, Draw me, my Savior—so precious Thou a...

Master the tempest is raging Master, the tempest is raging! The billows are tossing high! The sky is o’ershadowed with blackness. No shelter or help is nigh. Carest thou not that we perish? How canst thou lie asleep When each moment so madly is threat’ning A grave in the angry deep? The winds and th...