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The church aids the human race in trying to figure out how we can live
Not like crowds and mobs, but rather like thoughtful, caring, and faith-filled followers of Jesus Christ!
Continue readingHe was raised, and we will all be there one day
Jesus never faltered in his absolute belief and confidence in his Father.
Continue readingMeeting God authenticity means seeing beyond sensation
And for you and me the reader, this almost spoken secret becomes the very revelation of Jesus and his works.
Continue readingSeeing ourselves as happy souls doing God’s will
And maybe we all need a little of Eli in our lives, too. Maybe we need to share with one another our own experiences of God, and our own growth in listening and surrendering so that others might learn it, too.
Continue readingWe are broken, but Jesus leads us back to God
And further, this will be done divinely by Jesus on the cross as he loves and forgives, and gives us the model of what and how to do that in total pain and rejection, and human failure, but Divine Redemption.
Continue readingAmid the murkiness of the scriptures, they are becoming clearer all the time
And is not there always more to see, more to hear, more to know, more to find?
Continue readingThe fruitfulness flowing from, through our spirit is ripened all the more with understanding
And as we grasp and come to know in ways that are profoundly Godlike, God’s truth shines in us and brings peace and fullness of spirit and living, and goodness and God-ness in us.
Continue readingWe are given a spiritual dignity not unlike Melchizedek
Blessed by this word of God, we are all offered the opportunity.
Continue readingWe can call ourselves brothers and sisters in the Lord — and mean it!
By Father Perry D. Leiker, pastor A reflection on the daily readings, for Tuesday of the First Week in Ordinary Time, by Father Perry. It is the first day in ordinary time, having just completed the Christmas Season yesterday with […]
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