Archive for January, 2009

A few more bends of the blue river,

A few more curves in the sandy road,

A few more items to deliver,

A few more miles to carry the load.


God will call us up to be with Him,

Upward without feather wing or plane,

Where days are not even slightly dim,

And actions are always blessed and sane.


So be faithful to today’s tough task.

Work in the growing, gathering gloom.

Do diligently what Christ does ask.

Heaven will be a glorious home!  – eab, 1/26/09   

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Monday, 1/26/09 in the Indian Ocean, there will be a total solar eclipse.  The light of the sun will be blocked out by an object (scientists tell us) much smaller than it is – the moon.  This does not happen often to the sun. 


But – – – The SON of righteousness is being block out in life after life.  This is not confined to the Indian Ocean.  Christ’s Light is being blocked out, over much of Asia.  Africans by the millions do not see His Light.  Multitudes of Europeans have a blockage problem – they do not see Jesus.  Even in our hemisphere there are souls who do not have the Light.  What about Indiana?  Uh – – – what about Westfield?  Do YOU, Friend, see Jesus the way you should?  Or is He blocked out of your vision?  Are you in the dark when you could be in the Sonlight?


And, you know what?  Your blockage of the Son is also a much smaller object!!!  What Friend, is blocking out the Light of Jesus. Eternity will reveal it to be so small that you will then be ashamed of it.  Please allow God to remove the object and let His Light – His SONlight come in.    

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You can live unholy and then holy in this world


          In Eternity you will live forever


                    in one state or the other. – eab, 10/2005    

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Out of the Towns of Egypt,

Out of the ghettos of Ham,

With oxen and calf, kid and goat,

Ewe and stately old ram,


With bundles on back and head:

Breadboards and extra garb,

Marched a nation of men,

Who’d recently felt a master’s barb.


Mountain to right of them,

Rose in its height,

Mountain to left of them,

Cut off all flight.


While the rumble of chariots,

Told their sad ear,

That old Pharaoh now,

Approached from the rear,


And the sea before them,

(Their only way to pass)

Lay calm and deadly still,

Like a giant looking glass.  –eab, 3/99 edited 1/09

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 “Cotter’s Saturday Night” (verse 12)

 The cheerfu’ supper done, wi’ serious face,
They, round the ingle, form a circle wide;
The sire turns o’er, with patriarchal grace,
The big ha’bible, ance his father’s pride:
His bonnet rev’rently is laid aside,
His lyart haffets wearing thin and bare;
Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide,
He wales a portion with judicious care;
And “Let us worship God!” he says with solemn air.

Robert Burns was born this date (1/25/1759) in Scotland.

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The devil wants us to think of them as Attractions.


They are really DIStractions.


he is distracting us from heaven – the only eternal Attraction!  -eab, 1/17/09




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I must live in the place, where Thy glorious face,

Is seen from day to day.

Where the eternal essence, of Thine only presence,

Doth not fade away.


Let me sense, let me know, while still here below,

Heaven in my unworthy soul.

Place Gilead’s healing balm, replace storm with Thy calm

And make me every-wit whole!           – eab, 9/81


Written while pastoring and teaching in Blount Co., Tennessee       

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Batter my heart, three-person’d God, for you
As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;
That I may rise and stand, o’erthrow me, and bend
Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
I, like an usurp’d town to’another due,
Labor to’admit you, but oh, to no end;
Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,
But is captiv’d, and proves weak or untrue.
Yet dearly’I love you, and would be lov’d fain,
But am betroth’d unto your enemy;
Divorce me,’untie or break that knot again,
Take me to you, imprison me, for I,
Except you’enthrall me, never shall be free,
Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.

John Donne was born this date (1/24/1573 – * date is in dispute) in London.  Though his family was Roman Catholic he converted to the Church of England.

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Public worship has its definite place –


          But it is second to the Private viewing of His lovely face.  –eab, 1/20/09

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Many a man with a callused “paw,”

Has chiseled away at stone.      

Workmen have made lighter gods of wood,

Inlaid here and there with bone.

Some have a hank’ring for gold,

Gold dug from beneath the sod.         

Clothing so fine (or bright pearls to entwine),

Also serve time as god.

Gold as a god? Or mere Pearls?

Or thin lumber so easily grown?

“Surely you jest;  making god? 

“You — you didn’t make your own?”  -eab, 12/97



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