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A Prayer For Sight

A Prayer for Sight   Great God of creation and father of mine, I humbly beseech Thee to answer my cry. Thou who ever hast holden all things in They hand, And rules oer all the workings of man.   Give seeing I pray to these eyes that are blind, By Thy grace bring light […]

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The Gift (14)

The ringing of the telephone jolted the old man back to reality. He had been browsing through some material that Pastor Kielman had given him that morning when they had met for breakfast and made it to the phone only a second or two before the answering machine would have picked it up. Grumbling to […]

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The Gift (13)

The room, though a bit smaller, was not much different than most every other hospital room. Neutral colors adorned the walls and floor giving the room a false sense of warmth, at least as far as the patient was concerned. She was cold. Ruth lay in the bed with the blankets pulled up to her […]

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The Gift (12)

His wife had attended this church for many years and yet he had never once stepped foot inside. There was a time in his life when he wore that fact as a badge of honor but now as he looked through the car window at the large, and admittedly beautiful, building he couldn’t help but […]

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The Gift (11)

The time had come. For a couple of days now he had struggled with the news of Ruth’s cancer and had been unable to completely come to terms with the situation. Particularly he had much difficulty grasping how God fit into this. For what seemed like the millionth time he wished that Jenny were here. […]

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The Gift (10)

In the previous installment of “The Gift” the old man had busied himself with baking goodies for the VanVleets, intending to bring them the next day as a celebration for what he supposed had been good news from the doctor regarding Ruth’s diagnosis. Though miss-understanding the situation, this thoughtful act would do more for the […]

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Onward Christian Soldiers

“It is enough!” The mighty prophet of God now sits alone in the shade of a juniper tree a day’s journey into the wilderness of Beer-sheba, far from the danger that wicked Jezebel posed, and proclaims to his God that he is finished. He is no longer able to battle on and makes an ardent […]

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The Gift (9)

In the last installment of “The Gift” the oldest daughter of the old man’s neighbors was diagnosed with cancer in her leg. Although all had known this was a possibility this type of news is never easy and left the VanVleets leaning on their God, something they would be much more conscious of from now […]

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The Gift (8)

As far as doctors’ offices went this was nothing like she had ever seen. Well, actually it was because she had been here only a few days before but that had been the first time. The family doctor to whom they had gone their entire married life had recently moved his office to a brand […]

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The Gift (7)

A few days later the old man sat at the table in his kitchen having coffee with Janet. Having seen her outside earlier straightening a few things up in the yard he had noticed that although she was going through the motions something just didn’t seem right. Thinking that maybe she was distracted for some […]

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Memory Book

Some time ago as I sat in church waiting for the morning service to begin I began to page through the Psalter. Not looking for anything specific I began with the first number and went through it page by page. As I went along I realized very quickly that for many of the songs I […]

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The Gift (6)

With her hands filled with the dessert dishes she walked from the family room into the kitchen where her husband was already filling the dishwasher. Setting the dishes down on the island behind him, she pulled one of the stools out and sat down. “Well, I think that went quite well if I do say […]

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The Gift (5)

Later that evening he remembered with a start as he looked at the pile of bills on the kitchen counter that he had not gotten the mail for at least a couple of days. With all that had been happening he had simply forgotten all about it. This had also been one of the many […]

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Receiving Christ

Young people, have you received Christ? This is an important question for all to ask themselves. First however we must be clear about the question itself. I do not intend the question as so many in the church world today intend it. I do not ask if you have accepted Christ. I do not even […]

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The Gift (4)

Without bothering to look through the peep-hole in the front door he grasped the handle and opened it feeling irritated at the interruption as well as anxious as to whom it could be. There on the front stoop stood the woman who lived next door with her husband and four children, her hair blowing in […]

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The Gift (3)

He remembered wanting to scream. Of course there is something you can do! Make her better! You’re a doctor, that’s what you do! If only it had been that easy. His wife had been so strong through it all. She had been a very religious woman and it seemed that this enabled her to face this trial […]

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The Gift (2)

Some time ago I wrote a story entitled “The Gift,” intending it to be a short story. As time has passed I have decided that I would like to develop that story a bit more. It is my intention to write small segments to the larger story and continue where the original left off, using […]

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I Was There

I was there when they crucified the Lord. Were you? I was there in the garden when the shouting mob of soldiers and ruffians came to arrest Him, armed with swords and staves and bearing torches with which to light the way. I was there in the Judgment Hall as the Pharisees and chief priests […]

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Sara’s Prayer

What began as the solitary ballet of a single snowflake had slowly evolved into the dance of a host innumerable. The tiny ice crystals that had served as the introduction gave way to large flakes that fell slowly down, covering all in a brilliant blanket of white. The birds and squirrels that only a short […]

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Stones of Remembrance

It seems that in their life men and women throughout time have felt a strong compulsion to leave their mark on, as well as in the world around them. To leave some type of testimony in his or her wake that will attest to their existence at one point or another in history. Probably we […]

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Daffodils: A Fictional Story

The gravel crunched loudly underneath the tires of the truck as it came to a stop on the edge of the road. Unhurried, the driver shifted into park and turned off the key. He had been here before, a number of times in fact, although none so memorable as the first. Each year on this […]

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The Gift

First place winner of the Beacon Lights writing contest (post high category). Tom is a member of First Protestant Reformed Church in Holland, Michigan. Over the years it has become somewhat of a custom for me to take a leisurely walk on Sunday afternoons following lunch. Often I will stroll down to the cemetery a […]

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Qualified for Glory

Throughout our lives it becomes necessary for us to examine our beliefs as children of God and determine what we stand for and how these beliefs impact others and ourselves. Most often this is not of ourselves but is occasioned by God through trials and hardship. Especially, it seems, are these beliefs tried, tested, and […]

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The Cross

My Savior bore His wooden cross, Up Calvary’s dismal hill. Without a word, without complaint, Quietly accepting the Father’s will. The crushing weight, the cuts and bruises, Abused, rejected, condemned to die. Bleeding from his crown of thorns, His hurt beyond my mortal mind. Each step He took was filled with pain, Each breath a […]

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