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There’s some people who will do anything to avoid accepting a compliment. Perhaps you know one of them, or maybe you are one of them. Perhaps you, or someone you know will say in response to a nice thing, “oh, it was nothing”, or “oh, that’s not me, this person or that person actually did…
It is silent in chapel. Every rustle is magnified in cavernous echoing walls of stone, the last bit of daylight peeking through stained glass windows. The noise of traffic outside dims, as people go home from work, have dinner, and begin to think about going to sleep. Sleep is on our minds also, as we…
Continue reading ➞ He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High (sermon)
If you were a student, or young monastic in fourth century Egypt, your classroom was more likely to be a desert than a library. Instead of regularly scheduled class times, you’d wait weeks, or even months, for a great teacher to emerge from silent contemplation and prayer, and say something wise, like “repent and pray!”.…
Continue reading ➞ Incline Our Hearts to Keep This Law (sermon)
Farmgirl Writes 