Now we see through a glass darkly

Now we see through a glass darkly
Helen Keller and her mother exemplified in the Miracle Worker

Wednesday, November 5, 2014

The Heidi Church sees the Grandmother Church blinded and implores for healing and light!

Grandmother Church is stuck in the subway of sadness!, Grandfather! She cannot see her way and she is afraid for her assurance. She is afraid that her life will be snuffed out, because the "church" is creaking and squawking with false doctrine and loveless preaching. Grandfather, You can give her light and you can heal her pain and you can make the shingles stop squeaking around her. You can make her know that she is loved by you. Our wicked gossip has often crushed the spirit of many and blinded our eyes. Our tongues of whisperings have kept many from coming to church at all. If she sits inside the church of the grandmother church, it does seem that it may fall in with her inside. See her fears, Grandfather. see her sadness, Grandfather. See her pain Grandfather. Fix the shingles and make her a true and living "Grandmother Church".

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For the Birds?

For the Birds?
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Sparrow's Spring nest

Mr. and Mrs. Sparrow were caught, by me yesterday, shopping together for a new home. They flitted and flirted, just outside my window. Talking and discussing and lovingly disagreeing, if not arguing the benefits and the pitfalls of living at our house.
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