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The Bicycle Daddy Made I didn’t know bikes sold in stores in shiny red and blue; My bike was made of junk yard parts my daddy sorted through. My brother and my sisters all had bikes that Daddy also made; And learning to ride my own bike was something that I craved. My Daddy promised me a bike when I reached six years old; As that birthday loomed ahead, my begging grew more bold. Finally he went to the basement to build a bike for me, Using all those rusted parts he picked up nearly free. The bike he built...
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The Church the Bible Built Many years ago the Rev. Robert Burris, now 92 years of age, worked for four and one-half years as a missionary in South China. As part of his ministry he journeyed into the mountains carrying copies of the Scriptures in Chinese for distribution. In this way, although he could not speak fluent Chinese, the people were given God’s word. Toward the end of his term Mr. Burris and three companions began a 180- mile journey with 4,000 copies of the Chinese New Testament. In the first ten days about half of these New Testaments had...
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When I Speak Your Name in Prayer I’d like to sit you down and tell you everything’s okay And have the strength enough to pull you through another day I’d like to help you to believe that this will be all right And that you will not have to spend another sleepless night I’d like to hold your hand and wipe the teardrops from your eyes And help you just to sort things out while you question why I’d like to try and lift the load and carry it for you And truly help you understand just what you’re going...
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A tight rope walker balances high above the heads of spectators at dizzying heights, strung between church steeple and town hall. It was a long, dangerous length. As soon as the artist achieved his goal, the masses applaud enthusiastically, and demanded an encore. “Do you think that I can manage to make it back over the dangerous rope?” he shouted to the spectators. “But of course, of course” they shouted back. So the man balanced once more on the dizzying rope. As he reached the end , the crowds clapped and stamped, and again shouted enthusiastically “Encore Encore!”. And so...
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