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Heb 1.2 +

Heb 1.2

“Hath in these last days spoken unto us by his Son,

whom he hath appointed heir of all things, by whom also he made the worlds”

“Education is a great blessing, yet this is a danger that America today

[written in 1929] is making a god of education.”

– E G Marsh

Mom/Dad what you allow your at-home-child do/dress/go, directly ties to your closeness or distance from God. The clothing, the hair style, the facial expressions allowed (yes, even to your face) can show your relationship with the Lord AND your interaction with these offspring. Man-up Dad, Woman-up Mom, become a loving, Responsible parent. Oh, how the church, Oh how the nation needs this. – August 2021

“God’s clock keeps perfect time.”

– E G Marsh


If you made the doghouse you might have a right to burn it. If you baked the cake you might have a right to pitch it. (Note “might” – a dog, a family member may WANT the house or edible to stay.) But, hear this, please HEAR this – you didn’t make your life – YOU have no right to destroy it. “But I’m going to die anyway; why not now?” Now is not God’s time. (Suicidal people are trying in this way, if no other, to take God’s place.) Get right with God. Live for Him & wait HIS time for death. – 8/27/21

TIME, Again  

Warning LONG Poem Time is a toneless temporary thing

Yet to its gauge we raise note and sing.

Time has no odor and has no taste

Yet contours life, post haste.

Time has never yet been fully seen

We know not if it’s fat or lean

We assume its half-way clean

Yet yield ourselves to its touring stream

Time has no bulk, has no weight

Yet is in charge of “go” and “wait”

It has no muscle of its own

Yet still decides when seed is sown

When timothy and clover are mown

When wheat’s heads bend down with a groan

Time ages all youth, ages all sages

Time yellows the book’s first and last pages

Time controls the curtain on all stages.

If you were to meet the “Mr. Time“

You’d find him gentle, a bit sublime

More given to prose than to rhyme

Time has no face yet marks all faces

It speeds through youth with its paces

Flows through middle life’s laces

And ends all old-age races.

Time has a name, as a demeanor

Makes many things thicker, thinner

Decides the losers, crowns the winner

Runs the “show” but never shows its smile

Starts and ends every motoring mile

Decides fall’s fashion or “out of style”

Defies definition in diction books

Is impartial to the honest or to crooks

Time is the control we’ll someday lose

Whether upward or downward way we choose.

Treat time with solemn respect

Do not its lesson once neglect

Heed time’s ceaseless call and beck

Time, so powerful on this earth

Timing, so important in joke and mirth

Time, nice to all, regardless of birth

Will someday find its run its course.

Be as out-of-date as buggy and horse

It’s on a collision course with another force.

An angel will, with foot on sea, on land

Bring time (as we know it) under a band

It will have its “Custer’s last stand.”

Time, so impersonal, so “just”

Alike to crushed, and to “upper crust”

Prodding pioneers (“California or bust”)

Will have its final flight and fling

Will lay on its side, a warn out thing

Eternity has a totally different “ring.”

These lines fail to describe

The millions of every un-lost tribe

Who’ve suffered time’s relentless bribe.

No king has ever had the power

To buy at death, an additional hour

Be life’s closing sweet or be it sour.

All princes have obeyed time’s rule

As have their court’s odd-dressed fool.

Time wears out the best tool man makes

Time exposes all hypocrites and fakes

You cannot both eat and have your cakes

Yet soon (a time-relevant word)

Time’s closing, dying cry will be heard

And time as seen and felt by all

Will receive its last, its ending call

At last its perpetual motion will stall.

Friend, love now the King of kings on high

‘Cause when time ends – endlessness draws nigh

You can greet it without a sigh.                         

– eab       8/27/11  

BTW – You may not “like” eab, may wish I wouldn’t post so much etc. But in spite of you feeling distant toward me you might see words in a post you do admit is TRUTH. Please feel free to re-word it (your good wording may make the idea “flow” better & be more readable). Take the truth, spread if far & wide & you don’t have to give eab an ounce of credit. May God use the truth you share. Blessings. – 8/27/21 

“…True fear comes from faith; false fear comes from doubt…”

– Blaise Pascal (written in 1660)

Jam 1.5 

“If any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, that giveth to all men liberally

 & upbraideth not & it shall be given him.”

NEWS. Some have enjoyed – a bit too much – seeing their name in the news. Well, perhaps sooner than you anticipate, you, yes YOU will be in the news; but you won’t be here to relish it.  It’ll be your obituary. It may list the “good” things family can remember. It may list organizations you started or joined, your church or secret order, maybe a sport dear to your heart, your next of kin. Whether you are AT THAT VERY MOMENT above in Bliss (or below in damnation) *your *obit *won’t *tell. – 8/27/21

“The difference between Jesus Christ and Mahomet.- Mahomet was not foretold; Jesus Christ was foretold. Mahomet slew; Jesus Christ caused His own to be slain. Mahomet forbade reading; the Apostles ordered reading.”

– Blaise Pascal  (written in 1660)

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