Spiritual Thoughts

  T hose who think it is permissible to tell "white lies" soon grow color-blind. ~ Awson O'Malley A truthful witness saves lives, but one who breathes out lies is deceitful. A faithful witness does not lie, but a false witness breathes out lies. ~ Proverbs 14:25, 5

  G od moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants His footsteps in the sea and rides upon the storm. ~ William Cowper O LORD of hosts, who is mighty as you are, O LORD, with your faithfulness all around you? You rule the raging of the sea; when its waves rise, you still them. ~ Psalm 89:8-9

  P ure gold does not fear the furnace. ~ Chinese Proverb I n this you greatly rejoice, even though now for a little while,  if necessary, you have been distressed by various trials so that the proof of your faith,  being more precious than gold  which is perishable, even though tested by fire , may be found to result in praise and glory and honor at the revelation of Jesus Christ. ~ 1 Peter 1:6-7

  K nowledge is like a garden - if it is not cultivated, it cannot be harvested. ~ African Proverb T he reverence of the LORD is the beginning of knolwedge. The fear of the LORD is the beginning of wisdom; all those who practice it have good understanding. ~ Proverbs 1:7; Psalm 111:10

  Friday Tale - The Touch of the Master's Hand ‘T was battered and scarred, And the auctioneer thought it hardly worth his while To waste his time on the old violin, but he held it up with a smile. “What am I bid, good people,” he cried, “Who starts the bidding for me?” “One dollar, one dollar, Do I hear two?” “Two dollars, who makes it three?” “Three dollars once, three dollars twice, going for three,”   But, No, From the room far back a gray bearded man Came forward and picked up the bow, Then wiping the dust from the old violin And tightening up the strings, He played a melody, pure and sweet As sweet as caroling angel sings.   The music ceased and the auctioneer With a voice that was quiet and low, Said “What now am I bid for this old violin?” As he held it aloft with its’ bow. “One thousand, one thousand, Do I hear two?” “Two thousand, Who makes it three?” “Three thousand once, three thousand twice, Going and gone,” said he.   The audience cheered, But some of t...

  T ime flies..... and eternity waits. ~ Polish Proverb S eek the LORD while He may be found; Call upon Him while He is near. Let the wicked forsake his way and the unrighteous man his thoughts; and let him return to the LORD, and He will have compassion on him; and return to our God, for He will abundantly pardon. ~ Isaiah 55:6-6