Archive for January, 2009

Walk in the Light

Make tomorrow Bright –

                             Today walk in the Light.          – eab,  8/81

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God gave the heavens of starry suns,

And the bright meteor’s streaks.

He gave the moon, now tramped by man,

(Not green, point-headed freaks).

He gave the sun, a central source

Of life, food, and living’s heat.

And made the “day star,” in His great plan,

The ultimate source of meat.  – eab, 12/74


Written in Nevada, Ohio 

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“The Road Not Taken”


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;


Then took the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,


And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, I kept the
first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.


I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
two roads diverged in a wood, and I —
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.


Robert Frost died this date (1/29/1963).  Frost was the most important American poet of the 20th century.  Though I did not get to see him I did hear him once on the radio.  

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Sin is more than a memory. 


It is a manacle; you are handcuffed to your past. –eab, 1/01

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There’s the beauty of rain,

As it sheets across the way.

The beauty of snow,

As it blurs a winter day.

And the beauty of hail,

As it balls – bouncing, on the roof

There’s beauty, There’s God, There’s proof!  -eab, 11/73

Written in Nevada, OH as we lived on Goodbread Street

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“The Song of the Soul Set Free”

Fairest of ten thousand is Jesus Christ, my Savior,
The Lily of the Valley, The Bright and Morning Star.
He is all my glory, and in this heart of mine
Forevermore I’m singing a song of love divine.

‘Tis the song of the soul set free,
And its melody is ringing.
‘Tis the song of the soul set free;
Joy and peace to me it’s bringing.
‘Tis the song of the soul set free;
And my heart is ever singing,
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! The song of the soul set free!
Once my heart was burdened, but now I am forgiven,
And with a song of gladness, I’m on my way to heav’n.
Christ is my Redeemer; my Song of Songs is He.
My Savior, Lord, and Master–to Him my praise shall be.
When He came to save me, He set the joybells ringing,
And now I’m ever singing, For Christ has ransomed me.
Once I lived in darkenss; the light I could not see.
But now I sing His praises, for He was set me free.
Angels cannot sing it–this song of joy and freedom,
For mortals only know it, the ransomed and the free.
Slaves were they in bondage and deepest misery;
But now they sing triumphant their songs of liberty.

Oswald Jeffrey Smith was Converted to Christ this date (1/28/1906) in a R A Torrey meeting in Toronto, Ontario, Canada. He was 16.  God allowed him to pastor in Toronto from 1915 – 1959 most of those years at People’s Church of Toronto

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The top of the earth is the bottom of the lake


The top of the lake is the bottom of the air


The top of the air – is that the “bottom of Heaven”?  -eab, 1/27/09

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P  Paul Wood Finch has turned the tassel,

          “Graduated” today.  

A  A long time ago he started this school

          Called Narrow Way.

U  Untold millions have done this course, of free will,

          not of force.         

L  Learning and loving to learn,

          growing in Christ every day.               

W  Would you believe in Jesus also,

          have Him as your Friend?                  

O  Our brother’s life imitate?

          He’s found a fabulous “end.”

O  Or let me say “beginning,”

          (only earth-life has ending).

D  Dead?  Oh, no.  Much more alive

          than those who condolence send.       


F  Father of five, yet spiritually,

          many more are alive

I  In Ireland, Africa, and home,

          he has descendants dear.

N  No allowance Finch would make,

          for old carnality’s sake.

C  Clean hands and a pure heart

          are available “now and here.”

H  Holiness lead Finch to heaven. 

          Oh, follow in his wake!  -eab, 7/8/03

Penned in Phoenix, AZ, the day I heard of his death.

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The home today is most fearfully attacked by satanic devices, for since the home is the source of life, to contaminate it is to pollute the stream of life that flows from the home into society.

– Paul W. Finch, The World’s Greatest Need, (Belfast, Ireland: Nelson & Knox, 1954), 8.  


The home is the chief school of human virtues.    A Christian home is known by the fact that the Word of God is there, the fear of God is there, and parental authority is there.

– Paul W. Finch, The World’s Greatest Need, (Belfast, Ireland: Nelson & Knox, 1954), 18.  


It is mainly in the home that the heart is opened, habits are formed, the intellect is awakened, and the character is molded for good or evil.

 — Character is property.  It is the noblest of possessions.

– Paul W. Finch, The World’s Greatest Need, (Belfast, Ireland: Nelson & Knox, 1954), 23.  


You can outride the storms, outwit the devil, and outrun your enemies if you pay attention to building the right kind of character.

– Paul W. Finch, The World’s Greatest Need, (Belfast, Ireland: Nelson & Knox, 1954), 26.  

Paul Wood (mother’s maiden name) Finch was born this date (1/27/1910) in Aberdeen, OH.  He was a college professor and president, a missionary evangelist, a holiness preacher, and a man who knew Israel (visited it at least 12 times).  He was one of the greatest men I knew, knowing him from 1965 till his death in 03.  

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God is completely Complete!

          God is originally Original!   -eab, 1/5/08

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