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days of small things

You have not quenched the smoldering wick, nor broken the bruised reed, nor despised the day of small things; but having had the help of God, I continue up to this time.

To my son, Noah

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- April 13, 2023

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Joy & Gratitude

- August 16, 2022

Today our home was filled with the pitter patter—or rather “stomp stomp stomp” of 14 pairs of little barefoot feet. Laughter, yelling, dancing, singing, running, hiding, seeking, eating, drinking, playing, reading, learning. My heart was full of joy. This is our hope for our home. That it would continue to be filled with these sounds. From our own children and from their friends. That families would come and be comfortable, opening and closing the fridge, washing dishes, doing laundry, moving about as if it were their own. That we would be together and have everything in common. Breaking bread in this home with glad and sincere hearts. Looking to the One who holds us all together. At one point all the children were outside and one of the parents remarked how eerily quiet it had gotten within minutes. My heart sank as I thought of one of our elders and his wife as they are sending their youngest child off to college in just a few days. How for 18+ years they too heard the “s...

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Spurgeon on Pride

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I hate pride and arrogance!" Proverbs 8:13 There is nothing into which the heart of man so easily falls, as PRIDE; and there is no vice which is more frequently and more emphatically condemned in Scripture! Pride is a groundless thing. It stands on bubbles , which soon must burst beneath its feet! We have reasons for almost everything--but we have no reasons for pride. Pride is a thing which should be unnatural to us, for we have nothing to be proud of! Pride is a foolish thing, for it brings no profit with it. There is no wisdom in a self-exaltation . Other vices have some excuse, for men seem to gain by them. Avarice, pleasure, lust--have some plea. But the man who is proud, sells his soul cheaply! For one puff of empty wind, one word of sweet applause, the soul is gone! Pride wins no crown. Men never honor it, not even the menial slaves of earth; for all men look down on the proud man , and think him less than ...