A Matter of Touch I The jackhammer sends stones of concrete flying as it screams its success at destruction into the night. A torch spews out its molten metal vapor that eats through the links of the chain. A skylight opens overhead lifting the heart up and out on a cloud of hope. A soft grass path replaces the walk of broken glass. Freedom from condemnation replaces the sentence of death. II He balances the plate on one hand while...
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I realize that I am the only person in the world to want to find myself a very sturdy soapbox, step up on it, and proclaim my belief that the church is lopsided. And that this is a very serious matter. In my opinion, that is. Here’s my metaphor for the church (that I’ve probably shared before): The church is like a tree with two branches. The trunk is God, the Father. And the branches are Jesus Christ and the Holy...
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You are not alone when you sit down with someone to pray for him. Not by a long shot. You have a vast multitude of spirits behind you. Literally. Which is not to say that you do not have provide certain very real things when you enter a Christian healing prayer session. There is willingness, openness, patience, stillness, and, most of all, love. These are all on you. It is your responsibility to listen to what is being said, and to...
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Liturgy of the Holy Spirit Hold fast to the unity of the Spirit in the bonds of Heaven’s peace. We are bound together by the love of Christ. Prayer for faith Heal the sick, raise the dead, cure those with leprosy, cast out demons. Anything is possible if a person believes. Help us grow our confidence in your power. Jesus, you laid hands on the sick and they were healed. You said: The one who believes in me will also do the works...
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And I have felt A presence that disturbs me with the joy Of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime Of something far more deeply interfused, Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns, And the round ocean and the living air, And the blue sky, and in the mind of man; A motion and a spirit, that impels All thinking things, all objects of all thought, And rolls through all things. Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods,...
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