God’s grace offers us fresh starts

젊음의 꽃밭 - 헤르만 헤세 - 나의 젊음은 온통 꽃밭의 나라였습니다. 풀밭에는 은빛의 샘물이 솟아오르고 고목들의 옛이야기같은 푸른 그늘이 거칠은 내 젊음날 꿈의 열정을 식혀주었습니다. 심한 갈증에 허덕이며 불볕의 길을 걸어갑니다. 이제 내 젊음의 나라는 닫혀 있고 나의 방황은..

출처 - https://odb.org/2019/06/17/stick-figure-lesson/ Stick-Figure Lesson막대기 그림의 교훈[ 2 Corinthians 10:1 - 10:11 ] - hymn 288 What we are in our letters when we are absent, we will be in our actions when we are present. 2 Corinthians 10:11 A friend of mine—okay, it was my counselor—drew a stick figure on a sheet of paper. She labeled this the “private..

Blessing, honor, strength, and power Yours alone now and forever Love this world could never stop There is no one like our God Reaching down to touch the broken Mercy breaking through this moment Faithful is the One who saves Worthy is Your nameOh God, the Glory is Yours The Kingdom has come And the battle is over Jesus in Your name we rise And the glory is Yours The glory is ..

Talks a Dad Should Have With His Children By Marvin Williams Hey, Dads! Happy Father’s Day! I hope your children will celebrate you in a big way this month, because you deserve it. Thank you for being faithful to lead your children in the way everlasting. You are my heroes. So, fathers, we get one shot at this. Let’s rise to the challenge and make significant deposits in o..

뉴스룸의 앵커브리핑을 시작하겠습니다.10여 년 전, 저는 이미 퇴임한 대통령을 2번이나 인터뷰했습니다.마지막이 된 두 번째 인터뷰는 그의 동교동 자택 거실에서 있었지요."이 거실에서 이렇게 긴 시간 동안 인터뷰한 사람은 당신뿐"이라고 그는 저를 추켜세우기도 했습니다.이 인터뷰 ..

출처 - https://odb.org/2019/06/08/knocking-down-pins/ Knocking Down Pins볼링 핀 쓰러뜨리기[ Ecclesiastes 1:3 - 1:11 ] - hymn 191 What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again. Ecclesiastes 1:9 I was intrigued when I noticed a tattoo of a bowling ball knocking down pins on my friend Erin’s ankle. Erin was inspired to get this unique tattoo after..

Lest We Forget 전쟁의 교훈 잊지 말자 Memorial Day, May 27, 2019 http://www.greatwar.co.uk/article/remembrance-poppy.htm Santa Ana High School Madrigal Choir, CA In Flanders Fields by John McCrae, May 1915 In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the ..