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“But when ye pray, use not vain repetitions,

as the heathen do:

for they think that they shall be heard

for their much speaking.” Mat 6.7

>> Using is a rosary can be “vain repetitions” <<

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“Entertainment opens the floodgates and

literally submerges the church in worldliness.”

– Beverly Carradine, from his book Church Entertainments

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Can you save yourself? No, nor can any man.

But you can stay away from places which draw you toward sin, AND

you can go to places which draw you toward God & clear thinking.

– eab, 3/11/15

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Christ rode a borrowed donkey into the town that day.

The upper room was borrowed, for the meal.

Christ was laid in a borrowed tomb, but He did not to stay.

He triumphed over death and Roman seal. 

– eab,  4/7/07

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ON THIS DATE

William Wordsworth was born 4/7/1770 at Cockermouth, Cumbria, England, the 2nd of 5 children of John & Anne (Cookson) Wordsworth. William’smum” died in 1778: he was sent to Hawkshead Grammar School where he penned his first poems. While at Hawkshead his dad also died.  By 1787 he was at St John’s College, Cambridge.  During one summer vacation (1788) he trekked through Cumberland county & later Wales. Before graduation he did the “European Gentleman thing” – a walking tour of France, Switzerland & Germany.  While there he came to an understanding/sympathy with the French Revolution.

After returning to England he & his younger sister, Dorothy, were re-united.  Also he met Samuel Taylor Coleridge; they published Lyrical Ballads, containing his “Tintern Abbey” & Coleridge’s “Rime of the Ancient Mariner.”  By 1802 he felt he could financially afford to marry & did. He bride was Mary Hutchinson, friend from his childhood.  They were blessed with 5 children but sadly 2 of them died, Catherine & John. Following the death of Robert Southey (1843) Wordsworth became Poet Laureate.  He died 4/23/1850; his wife Mary published The Prelude, considered his most famous work 3 months later.

Wordsworth Quotes:

“Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility.”

“Come grow old with me. The best is yet to be.”

“The World Is Too Much With Us…”

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