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Tuesday, November 02, 2004

"Grace is but glory begun, and glory is but grace perfected."

--Jonathan Edwards

More 'grace':
"Above all the grace and the gifts that Christ gives to his beloved is that of overcoming self." - St. Francis of Assisi

"Come, fair repentance, daughter of the skies! Soft harbinger of soon returning virtue; The weeping messenger of grace from heaven." - Thomas Browne

"If the Lord be with us, we have no cause of fear. His eye is upon us, His arm over us, His ear open to our prayer-His grace sufficient, His promises unchangeable." - John Newton

"A graceful and honorable old age is the childhood of immortality." - Pindar

"The grace of God is a wind which is always blowing." - Sri Ramakrishna

"Teach you children poetry; it opens the mind, lends grace to wisdom and makes the heroic virtues hereditary." - Sir Walter Scott

"We should give as we would receive, cheerfully, quickly, and without hesitation; for there is no grace in a benefit that sticks to the fingers." - Seneca

"This gift is from God and not of man's deserving. But certainly no one ever receives such a great grace without tremendous labor and burning desire." - Richard of Saint Victor

"Youth, large, lusty, loving - Youth, full of grace, force, fascination. Do you know that Old Age may come after you with equal grace, force, fascination?" - Walt Whitman

Weather: Blue sky Monday... still dark Tuesday morning.

PRESIDENTIAL RACE: Tuesday's the day... the 2nd of November. VOTE !!!

Wednesday will be the day the lawyers will take over to see whom is best at confounding the people's vote on this election cycle.
Maybe we'll know who's President by March... 2006.

My brother Robin has been e-mailing me pix of his TV/movie room and his back yard garden. Both are looking quite nice.

Wonderful testimonies from two returned missionaries last Sabbath... one from a Czech Republic mission and one from a Brazilian mission. I honor them by ending this BLOG session in both Slovakian and Portuguese. I'm still struggling with verbal prayer... and have been praying to get over my phoilbias (foibles + phobias).

My entries... " Poetry in Motion " daily contest:


Which Glory ?

Tears of pain

          cold-soled shod

moonscape weary

          man trod

across starlight

          sunsets bound

upon God's great

          love found

:Bobby Nichols


His Glory !

His will be done

True peace...

Love our reward

Life eternal

in Heaven

Stars, Moon, Sun

:Bobby Nichols



" Which Glory ? "... The poem is a bit rough, an edit not out of the question in the future... remember I have to work with 20 'tiles' maximum of an odd assortment of perhaps 200 words (or word fragments) that make up the 'tiles'... but here goes:
One cries in anguish with cold-soled feet, weary of viewing the moonscape; walking upon starlight heading toward ( bound for ) the sight of God's greatest glory... though never attaining the exaltation necessary to gain the Cellestial Kingdom. A lesser glory it would be... where one might be pained to know that though glorified through Jesus Christ's atonement that he/she is not near Heavenly Father's presence.
Seek exaltation through performing God's will and never straying from the straight and narrow path.

" His Glory ! "... To answer the above poem's question and to carry on the theme. Interesting the way the 'tiles' have shaken out. A bit better on the mind and ear poetically.

Do videnia !!! / Até a vista !!!

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