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What is it exactly that the Psalmist has in view in Psalm 48? “Walk about Zion, go around her, count her towers, consider well her ramparts, view her citadels, that you may tell of them to the next generation. For this God is our God for ever and ever; He will be our guide even to the end.

When I consider the fleetingness of my life, the people who have come into it and gone, the desire to measure its worth, there is only one Touchstone that has been there at every turn, one Guide who has placed me in humanly inexplicable paths with blessing, only One who knows who I truly am, and in whom I find my identity: the Living God, who calls me by name.

Many of your children or grandchildren, and so many with whom you associate are being inundated with what they are told are scientific facts proving the Bible in essence to be inaccurate, outdated, and unreliable. “Trust us, not the God of the Scriptures, is their cry.

The measure of our life viewed as one breath at a time not only speaks to its remarkable brevity contrasted with eternity, but it speaks just as powerfully to its vanity.

Those six words capture well the hardest challenge to living life Christianly or well. Life is made up of anticipations, preparations, concentrations, determinations toward one or another future event: a project, a vacation, a test, a performance, a feat to be conquered. It finally comes and then, it passes. What comes next?

This is a prayer that can be thought (prayed) in your mind even when you are in conversation with others. Very possibly such a thought-prayer will sanctify your part of the conversation to bring blessing and truth into another’s life.

Tomorrow they roll into Omaha! The finish point of a long, arduous, and sweltering ride from The Paul Anderson Youth Homecampus to Boys Town in Omaha, Nebraska; 1500 miles of pedaling, praying, and perseverance; 1500 miles of adventure, courage, and memories; hills to climb, hot pavement melting bike tires, white »

He had now been missing three hours without a word. No calls, nothing. Our worries plummeted to a new lower level. We began to envision the worst. What had happened to him? Where was he? How would we find him? What do we do next? The police had been notified »

When my 94 year old father was a lad of 9, he and his brother and a few of their childhood boyfriends met a tall lanky young man walking along Sunset Cliffs in San Diego only a few blocks from Dad’s home. The man carried his lunch with him and »

One of the bright, shining “stars in the march of the church through history wrote, “God writes the gospel not in the Bible alone, but on trees and flowers and clouds and stars (Martin Luther).