03426 – Soul of the Soul…

Oh soul, you worry too much.You have seen your own strength.You have seen your own beauty.You have seen your golden wings.Of anything less, why do you worry?You are, in truth, the soulof the soul of the soul.

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03173 – Grace Has to be Drunk Straight

The Reformation was a time when men went blind, staggering drunk because they had discovered, in the dusty basement of late medievalism, a whole cellar full of fifteen-hundred-year-old, two-hundred proof Grace--bottle after bottle of pure distillate of Scripture, one...

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03169 – The Bible in One Hand…

Sometimes the Bible in the hand of one man is worse than a whiskey bottle in the hand of (another)... There are just some kind of men who're so busy worrying about the next world they've never learned to live in this one, and you can look down the street and see the...

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03038 – My Mission

My mission, should I choose to accept it, is to find peace with exactly who and what I am. To take pride in my thoughts, my appearance, my talents, my flaws and to stop this incessant worrying that I can't be loved as I am.

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02852 – “I Worried”

I worried a lot. Will the garden grow, will the riversflow in the right direction, will the earth turnas taught, and if not how shallI correct it?Was I right, was I wrong, will I be forgiven,can I do better?Will I ever be able to sing, even the sparrowscan do it and I...

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