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Dead Ducks Don’t Flutter

Many years ago, a wealthy man went duck hunting with a hired hand named Sam.They took a horse and carriage, and along the way a rim came off one of the wheels. As Sam hammered it back on, he accidentally hit his finger. Instantly he let go with some bad words. He quickly fell to his knees, asking God’s forgiveness. “Lord, it’s difficult at times to live the Christian life”, he prayed. “Sam” said the man, “I know you’re a Christian, but tell me why you struggle so, I’m an atheist, and I don’t have problems like that.” Sam didn’t...

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Letting God Take Over

When I have moments of complete anxiety . . . Of doubt, fear, or despair . . . When I feel depressed, angry or with hate . . . When I feel my life in general are a vicious circle . . . And I feel that everything repeats itself . . . The good and the evil; the beautiful and the ugly . . . The hard work and the crime; the vice and the violence . . . The treason, the hypocrisy and the marble heart . . . Feeling sad and angry, rebellious, rancorous, vengeful . ....

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Jesus, by Whose Grace I Live

Jesus, by whose grace I live, From the fear of evil kept, Thou has lengthen’d my reprieve, Held in being while I slept. With the day my heart renew; Let me wake thy will to do. Since the last revolving dawn Scatter’d the nocturnal cloud, O, how many souls have gone, Unprepar’d, to meet their God! Yet thou dost prolong my breath, Nor hast seal’d my eyes in death. O that I may keep thy word, Taught by thee to watch and pray To thy service, dearest Lord, Sanctify the present day: Swift its fleeting moments haste, Doom’d, perhaps, to...

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I Trust in Jesus

Before this body turns to dust Before this world I leave Upon The Lord I’ve placed my trust Upon The Rock I’ll cleave I’ve placed my trust in Jesus Christ God’s Son of flesh and bone The innocent Lamb sacrificed I trust His word alone I trust He chose for man to die Then rose again to reign That as God’s Seed He’d multiply His flock when born-again I trust His blood can cleanse the soul I trust His blood can save His very name can make us whole And save us from the grave I trust in Jesus’ loving...

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Shoes in Church

I showered and shaved……………. I adjusted my tie. I got there and sat……………. In a pew just in time. Bowing my head in prayer………… As I closed my eyes. I saw the shoe of the man next to me……. Touching my own. I sighed. With plenty of room on either side……… I thought, ‘Why must our soles touch?’ It bothered me, his shoe touching mine. But it didn’t bother him much. A prayer began: ‘Our Father’…………. I thought, ‘This man with the shoes, has no pride. They’re dusty, worn, and scratched… Even worse, there are holes on the side!’ ‘Thank...