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Why Churches Die, Part 4
Kyle and Matt return to their series on why churches die with a look a transformed behavior instead of transformed lives. Article: https://www.namb.net/church-replanting/resource/why-churches-die-part-4-they-focused-on-transformed-behavior-not-transformed-lives/ If you're looking for trustworthy Christian higher education that equips you to think biblically, reason truthfully, and share God's Word effectively, Texas Baptist College is the place for you. TBC's focus is Christ-centered, Scripture-driven, and student-focused. And the best way to experience TBC is to attend its Spring Preview Day on March 31.
Tour the campus, speak with faculty members, chat with fellow students, and experience the unique campus community of Texas Baptist College during Spring Preview Day.
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Q&A with Nate Akin (Pillar Network)
Follow Nate on Twitter here. Follow Pillar Network on Twitter here. Q&A with Nate Evan: Tell us about yourself? Nate: My name is Nate Akin. I grew up in Dallas, TX but as the son of a dad in theological education (Danny Akin), we also lived in NC and KY. I am the oldest (by 3 mins over my twin brother Jon, he needs to be reminded regularly) of 4 sons, all of whom are serving in gospel…
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biblebloodhound · 1 year
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Spiritual Renewal (Isaiah 30:19-26)
Spiritual Renewal (Isaiah 30:19-26)
People of Zion, who live in Jerusalem, you will weep no more. How gracious he will be when you cry for help! As soon as he hears, he will answer you. Although the Lord gives you the bread of adversity and the water of affliction, your teachers will be hidden no more; with your own eyes you will see them. Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying,…
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deseret book is more persistent than duolingo.
i ordered 2 books for a church research project on Black saints in the early Church and also in the Reorganization, on which the one book had a small section us and all had info from the our shared early church history, and it was an ebook too!
and i get physical mail from them once a month. i have no idea how to cancel.
herald house, the community of christ publishing house, contacts me much less, and i buy books from them all the time.
and oh their church book app reminds me to read my scriptures and the words of their prophets regularly if it's not in sleep mode.
i have to admire the effort behind it, ngl.
#tumblrstake#the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints#Community of Christ#latter day saint#deseret book#i highly recommend both books#black saints in a white church#and “My Lord He Calls Me” edited by Alice Faulkner Burch#she's really awesome so pls support her#i hang out with the genesis group bc i am playing with a similar group for community of christ#because the Black saints expressed interest#actually Black Saints in a White Church may have been elsewhere by Signature Books#you can read it for free on archive.org#and if you're at BYU you can access it too and papers on it#i'll promo them in another post eventually#white saints in my church don't get my vision bc their like “we never had a priesthood ban”#but i literally had to do the project bc they were speaking over us regarding anti-Black racism in our D&C#and people individually reached out. like Black church leaders. bc they be doing this.#we made so much noise and the first presidency reached out to ME bc i wrote a paper that spread through the church about it#wild moment. but yeah we need something like the Genesis Group and they were willing to help me out a bit#its too much for me to handle on my own tho. esp with the revitalizing our intepretation and use of the Book of Mormon projects#i always put too much in the tags. i should write a post about that and share my article#it was on our D&C 116 which is like our L-dS OD 2 on Race in the priesthood and specifically ordination of Black men#which they (some of the white saints) wanted removed 🙄 bc of the “ministers to their own race” part which led to segregation being allowed#but also explicitly affirms God calls people of all races to priesthood and also that Black congregations didn’t need white pastor oversight#so just leave it. and ig you feel guilty...cope#i personally believe it to be inspired but flawed#it was literally a mostly white church in 1865. not excusing tho bc some sects were always fully integrated like the Bickertonites#they had a Black apostle in 1915. representation at high levels of leadership#oh and women in the priesthood from the jump. if limited
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by Geoff Chang | When Spurgeon first arrived at the New Park Street Chapel in the winter of 1853, the church was dying. But in the coming years, through the preaching of the Word, God would do a remarkable work. With the thousands being drawn to Spurgeon’s ministry, church membership would grow dramatically, elders would be called, and the church would become an engine for gospel ministry...
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pastored123 · 1 day
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What Tina Turner and Ed Schneider Have In Common
Isaiah 55:8-9 reads.   “For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, declares the Lord. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.” You may be wondering why I used this scripture passage from the 55th chapter of Isaiah when it relates to Tina Turner and myself. Trust me when I tell you, it will…
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hup123hup123slapslap · 2 months
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So a thought has been kicking around my head for a bit...what if Helio knew exactly what he was signing up for by making Kristen his chosen one?
It has always struck me as odd that when describing Doreen in Helioic heaven, Brennan mentioned her flirting with men and women. It also strikes me as odd that Kristen never got any pushback from Helio about turning her back on him. Even if he was similarly 'out of the picture' like sol was while Arthur was wrecking havoc, Kristen's powers should have faded when she fully committed to not worshipping him. You need to worship a god to get powers, and this is emphasized heavily in the latest episode. Kristen worshipping the vague idea of religion but Definitely Not Helio just doesn't cut it. Sure, taking away a PCs powers wasn't really in the cards in season one, but Brennan works very well and very caringly with what he has to establish as canon.
Kristen was looking for a reason to drop Helio from the get-go. His frat boy appearance and non-answer to a nearly impossible question didn't truly matter at the core of her feelings. She wanted an out from the prison she was trapped in with the Helioic faith, even if she didn't realize it fully. She had tension with her mom and her ideals from the scene one! She wanted to connect with people the church actively shunned. Helio was never the true problem.
Now, gods are shaped by their worshippers. So on some level Helio is shaped by people with shitty ideals. But there's still a foothold of good, especially if there are out and proud gays in heaven. Especially if Kristen Applebees of all people is the chosen one.
When you have worshippers misinterpreting your whole deal, going with Sol's shitty messaging and transferring it onto you and using it for bad things, what can you do as a god? Because you ARE what they say you are. So how can you fight back?
Well. You make your chosen one someone that embodies your true heart. Someone that can actually turn the tides of your worship.
There is an emphasis on tracker reinventing and revitalizing her religion. Changing it for the better. Taking the old and not tossing it out, but making it better.
Isn't that what Kristen struggles with the most? That's what she needs to learn how to do.
Tracker also established that she can worship multiple gods when she helped with Yes?. Kristen doesn't need to settle for one even if she (fingers crossed) brings Kassandra back.
Because the season opened with the slow apocalypse of endless night. Endless daytime would end similarly. There has to be a balance. They are two sides of the same coin. Day and night. The surety of the sun and the doubt of the shadows.
Kristen wants both. And she can fucking have it if she decides to.
Ally once said they appreciate that the enemy is always the church. Organized religion. Kristen is perfect for disorganized religion though. Chill frat boy vibes and anxious doubts and the ultimate message of 'just do your best'.
I think religious trauma is a compelling, close to the heart topic for a lot of people. And some turn away from religion entirely and wash their hands of it. But some people don't. Kristen is a cleric. She can't. She wants a god, she wants answers, and she just can't find them in the established community she was raised in. That doesn't mean the core of her religion was wrong. The church was. So you take the religion and you harness it in a way that means something to you.
Maybe Kristen being desperate enough to invite Helio back into her life is what this has all been leading to.
She can remake a god. She's done it before. Because Kassandra was good at the core. Maybe Helio can be too.
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Been following for a while (even bought the pins; love ‘em!) and just wanted share a dead motel that I’d stumbled across recently. It appears to have closed sometime during the pandemic. Doubt that it gets resurrected, given the price of real estate in the area.
https://maps.app.goo.gl/e59tzRhc2LBGSKcW9?g_st=ic
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The Stratford Motor Lodge of Falls Church, Virginia closed in 2021. There have been multiple proposed development plans, including a senior living center or Wawa convenience store, but they all fell through. In September 2023, another application was filed with plans to revitalize a portion of the building into a restaurant.
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useless-catalanfacts · 4 months
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This morning's rehearsal for tonight's performance. On the night of December 24th, the Sybil gives its prophecy.
El Cant de la Sibil·la (The Song of the Sibyl), in L'Alguer called Lo Senyal del Judici (The Sign of the Judgment), is a liturgical drama explained through song where a Sibyl (an Ancient oracle woman) prophetizes and describes the Apocalypse.
In the Middle Ages, this prophecy was performed in different parts of Southern Europe, but the Council of Trent (meeting of the Catholic Church in the years 1545-1563 to unify the Catholic response to Protestantism and its liturgy, bashing heresies) banned it because it considered it a pagan ritual. Somehow, in Mallorca and L'Alguer they continued to represent it, and has survived to this day, still with the original lyrics in Medieval Catalan that were translated from Latin in the 13th century. The most iconic moment comes at the end of the song, when the Sibyl raises her sword to draw a cross in the air.
Since the 19th century, other parts of the Catalan Countries (Catalonia and the Valencian Country) have revitalized the tradition and nowadays it's widely performed in many churches in towns and cities all around the Catalan Countries, like it once was.
In 2010, UNESCO declared Mallorca's El Cant de la Sibil·la Intangible Cultural Heritage of the world.
Video: Catedral de Barcelona.
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eddiebabygirldiaz · 8 months
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Fuck it Friday
Tagged by @honestlydarkprincess @spotsandsocks @rewritetheending @lover-of-mine @diazblunt @disasterbuckdiaz @wikiangela
Thank you my dears! Muah! 💖
Here's some more of paint sex fic which is turning out to be quite ridiculous and i don't even know what is happening anymore but there WILL be paint sex... eventually
“Just hear me out,” Buck says with a little shake of his hands, which means he is about to launch into a passionate info dump and Eddie–
Well, Eddie is in love, and Buck’s passion and knowledge about anything and everything and the sound of his voice are all on Eddie’s things I love list, so he smiles through a sigh, leans his hip against the shopping cart that is filled with dozens of other supplies for their home improvement projects, and listens intently, fondly, eagerly, as Buck details the psychological benefits of painting their bedroom dark purple.
“Studies show that this color helps slow down respiration and heart rate which makes it one of the most suitable colors for a bedroom, because it soothes you and calms you down and it is actually the most restful color for your eyes so it contributes greatly to feelings of comfort and well-restedness. And it’s such a rich and sophisticated color, often associated with luxury and royalty. But we could go with a lighter color if you want. Pale shades of purple are said to be flexible and really good for both early and late risers since those hues have both soothing and revitalizing qualities.”
As Buck talks, Eddie employs one of the skills that he is grateful he possesses: multitasking.
He watches and catalogues the way Buck moves as he talks. The way his hands flutter in between them, waving this way and that as if he is trying to illustrate each word he says, attempting to paint a picture for Eddie to see. The way his eyes go so big and round as he gets himself excited, full of an uncontainable wonder that Eddie has occasionally found himself jealous of but has always appreciated, especially when he sees the exact same shade of that wonder glowing in Chris’ eyes too. The way Buck shifts from foot to foot, going up on his toes every now and then, doing the tiniest of jumps to release the energy that is almost always filtering through his body.
It’s such a sight, one that Eddie could never tire of, more beautiful and captivating than any work of art or miracle, something like sparkling divinity embedded in every single movement, wrapping around Buck’s form in a sacred shroud that makes him glow like an eternal star whose light could never burn out.
Eddie leans his body further against the cart, appreciating the physicality of Buck and happily soaking up his incandescent aura.
No, Eddie doesn’t really believe in things like auras but Buck has always been good at making Eddie believe in things he never could have imagined and he’s in a place where he can fully embrace that and not fight against it. Something like the faith that so many churches and priests tried to instill in him finally coming alive within his soul now that he has a real and miraculous man in front of him that he can worship.
Tagging: @elvensorceress @spaceprincessem @hippolotamus @shortsighted-owl @jeeyuns @paranoidbean @bigfootsmom @jesuisici33 @devirnis @giddyupbuck @rogerzsteven @loserdiaz @monsterrae1 @buddierights @heartshapedvows @bvckandeddie @cowboy-buck @cowboy-buddie @transbuck @transboybuckley @folk-fae @fleurdebeton @butchdiaz @shitouttabuck @bucks118 @forthewolves @911onabc @diazass @roy-kents @anxieteandbiscuits (i know you are in writing jail but ily and am an attention whore soooo) and anyone else who wants to share!
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Soon after Gardner arrived in Los Angeles, she met fellow MGM contract player Mickey Rooney; they married on January 10, 1942. The ceremony was held in the remote town of Ballard, California because MGM studio head Louis B. Mayer was worried that fans would desert Rooney's Andy Hardy movie series if it became known that their star was married. Gardner divorced Rooney in 1943, citing mental cruelty; privately blaming his gambling and womanizing, she didn't ruin his on-screen image as the clean-cut, judge's son Andy Hardy that the public adored.
Gardner's second marriage was equally brief, to jazz musician and bandleader Artie Shaw, from 1945 to 1946. Shaw previously had been married to Lana Turner. Gardner's third and last marriage was to singer and actor Frank Sinatra from 1951 to 1957. She later said in her autobiography that he was the love of her life. Sinatra left his wife Nancy for Gardner, and their marriage made headlines.
Sinatra was blasted by gossip columnists Hedda Hopper and Louella Parsons, the Hollywood establishment, the Catholic Church, and by his fans for leaving his wife. Gardner used her considerable influence, particularly with Harry Cohn, to get Sinatra cast in his Oscar-winning role in From Here to Eternity (1953). This role and the award revitalized both Sinatra's acting and singing careers.
The Gardner-Sinatra marriage was tumultuous. Gardner confided to Artie Shaw, her second husband, that, "With him [Frank], it's impossible...It's like being with a woman. He's so gentle. It's as though he thinks I'll break, as though I'm a piece of Dresden china, and he's gonna hurt me." During their marriage, Gardner became pregnant twice, but aborted both pregnancies. "MGM had all sorts of penalty clauses about their stars having babies", according to her autobiography, which was published eight months after her death. Gardner filed for divorce in 1954, and the divorce was finalized in 1957. Following their divorce, Gardner and Sinatra remained good friends for the rest of her life. Of the support Sinatra gave Gardner, Ian McKellen commented that "If you have been married to Frank Sinatra, you don't need an agent".
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Why Churches Die, Part 3
Kyle and Matt continue their series on why churches die with a look at what happens when you fail to apply the Bible to our lives and the life of our church. Article: https://www.namb.net/church-replanting/resource/why-churches-die-part-3-not-applying-gods-word-to-their-lives/ If you're looking for trustworthy Christian higher education that equips you to think biblically, reason truthfully, and share God's Word effectively, Texas Baptist College is the place for you. TBC's focus is Christ-centered, Scripture-driven, and student-focused. And the best way to experience TBC is to attend its Spring Preview Day on March 31.
Tour the campus, speak with faculty members, chat with fellow students, and experience the unique campus community of Texas Baptist College during Spring Preview Day.
Register today at texasbaptistcollege.com/preview
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florwal · 1 year
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The History of Millhaven
In the late 1800s, the Davis family owned a large amount of farmland in what would later become Millhaven, Oregon. Seeking to capitalize on the area's natural resources, they built a mill. But they didn't stop there. The Davis family also invested in creating an entire town around the mill, with homes, businesses, and public services to attract workers and their families.
Their efforts paid off. Many people looking for work flocked to Millhaven, eager for a chance to make a living there. The town quickly grew and became a hub of economic activity. The Davis family's influence and power expanded along with it, as they controlled much of the town's infrastructure and resources.
However, the working conditions at the mill were notoriously bad. The Davis family cut corners and ignored safety regulations, leading to long hours, low pay, and frequent accidents. Many workers suffered from respiratory problems, hearing loss, and other ailments as a result of their work at the mill. Despite protests from the workers and their families, the Davis family refused to improve conditions or compensate the victims.
In the year 1909 the workers at the mill had finally had enough. Inspired by the growing labor movement in the United States, they organized a strike demanding better pay, safer working conditions, and the right to unionize. The Davis family responded with violence and intimidation, using their control over the town's law enforcement.
The situation quickly escalated, with the workers forming a picket line outside the mill and the Davis family bringing in scabs and armed officers to break the strike. The resulting violence led to several deaths and injuries, and the workers' demands remained unmet.
The strike received national attention, with labor leaders and politicians speaking out in support of the workers. The Davis family's reputation was tarnished, and they were forced to negotiate with the workers. Eventually, a compromise was reached, and the workers won some concessions, including a small pay increase and improved safety measures.
The mill largely expanded by the 1950s. The legacy of the mill and the Davis family's corruption continued to haunt Millhaven for decades. The toxic waste dumping that began in the 1970s only added to the town's problems, polluting the environment and causing health problems for many residents. The mill was eventually forced to shut down but the Davis family still held power over the town.
In 2023, the current mayor of Millhaven is Michael Davis, a direct descendant of the Davis family that founded the town. Michael's brother, Adam, is the pastor of the only church in Millhaven, which has long been a center of community life in the town. The Davis family still holds a significant amount of power over Millhaven, with Mayor Davis using his position to further their interests.
Mayor Davis is currently working on a plan to gentrify Millhaven, which he sees as a way to revitalize the town and attract new investment. His plan includes the construction of luxury apartments and homes, a new megachurch, and a shopping center, all of which would be aimed at wealthier residents and visitors.
However, the gentrification plan has been met with resistance from many of Millhaven's long-time residents, who fear that they will be pushed out of their homes and their community. The majority of Millhaven's residents are low-income, and many have lived in the town for generations. They worry that the new development will only benefit outsiders and leave them stuck with a higher cost of living that they cannot afford.
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thelioncourts · 6 months
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honoring my horrible and beautiful husband, ldl, on his birthday...
(and to offset the insane negatively being perpetuated) here's a snippet of doxology, my soon-to-be submission for @iwtvfanevents day 3: confession/penance prompt.
St. Augustine had seen Louis de Pointe du Lac for all he was.
It had been witness to his christening at only three months old, his parents choosing to ring in the New Year with a midnight ceremony for their firstborn, tears in their eyes as Father Dumaine had taken their baby in his arms and blessed him, welcomed him into St. Augustine’s safety.
It had been witness to Grace and Paul’s christenings as well, surrounding young Louis as he watched on with a curious gaze, had listened with his heart at the words Father Dumaine spoke, their impact seeping through his skin just like the warmth of his father’s hand on his shoulder.
It had been witness to his growing up, had been large and imposing as he hid behind his mother’s leg, had been familiar and sure as he had aged into the ‘big kids’ section of the CCD, had been proud and strong as he became an altar boy, had been silent and uncertain as he’d made eye contact with Jonah Macon and heat had pooled in his stomach, had been a source of anxiety and despair as Louis had come to realize he wasn’t how he was supposed to be.
His father’s funeral had been in St. Augustine, that cold body carted over after the wake. St. Augustine had watched on as Louis became a man, Louis’ momma cupping his cheek and telling him how much they needed him now.
Paul’s funeral had been in St. Augustine too. St. Augustine had watched as Louis had been hollowed out, left a husk of himself as his little brother’s body had been brought into its walls, a mockery of what would happen only hours later when he’d be entombed in the Pointe du Lac mausoleum; it had watched as his momma sent her disdain at him with her eyes, had spewed her venomous words with coldness that left him desperate to crawl into the casket alongside Paul.
And then --
And then Louis had died too, the scene of his murder St. Augustine's own pulpit, the likeness of Christ staring down as Louis’ blood was drained from his mortal body.
Then, like a miracle, St. Augustine had witnessed Louis being reborn, that hollowed-out husk filled and held by Lestat de Lioncourt, the man who had come into Louis’ life and turned it into something Louis couldn’t comprehend, had revitalized within him the very sin that had turned St. Augustine into a place of uncertainty in his youth.
They had desecrated St. Augustine’s nave that rainy night.
When Louis thought back on the blur that was 1911, May stood out as the most vivid month.
Grace’s wedding, Paul’s death and subsequent funeral, and --
If he thought about it hard enough, Louis could still smell the rain of that particular night, could feel its cold in his bones. The memory of the way his clothes clung to his skin, the way they had dried in the humidity of St. Augustine’s confessional booth, had become damp again with his sweat as he’d spoken in the walls of his childhood home-away-from-home about his immense failures, of his wish to die, all came to him in fitful dreams some mornings.
Louis could remember the way St. Augustine had looked with his new vampire eyes.
It had been as if he was seeing the church for the first time.
The marble pillars, the newly shined pews, the fading paint on the walls had all begun to live, the pulse of being thrumming around and behind them all, giving them a life that hadn’t existed before the end of Louis’ own.
The Christ figure’s eyes had seemed to follow him everywhere.
The barbaric destruction, the blood stains on the floor, the lifeless bodies of the priests Louis had known for most of his life, had held St. Augustine in an eerie silence, one that had only been faint for Louis as the drumming had been pounding away in his ears still.
And yet none of that -- nothing of St. Augustine, nothing of Christ himself -- had held such a hold over Louis’ memory a year later as the view of Lestat.
Radiant Lestat.
Lestat had taken all of Louis’ attention away from the church, from all the feelings the church and its history brought out of Louis, and had morphed and shaped the life Louis had lived within the walls into that singular moment.
St. Augustine had witnessed as Louis, then and there, chose the feelings of Lestat’s lips on his, the pleasure-pain of his teeth on Louis’ neck, over everything else.
For the remainder of 1911, Louis had fumbled his way through fledgling vampirism, had lived out a summer, fall, and winter in Lestat’s arms.
He had been too busy to think of St. Augustine, too busy to think of anything that wasn’t Lestat.
But as 1911 turned into 1912 and Grace rang the Rue Royale early spring with a tear-thick voice, telling Louis that she and Levi were going away for their anniversary -- they weren’t sure where yet -- because Grace couldn’t bear to stay in New Orleans and pretend to celebrate when Paul --
Paul had been dead a year.
So Louis had seen Grace and Levi the evening before they left, had kissed Grace’s cheek, and assured her that Paul would want her to celebrate her first anniversary. Then he had visited the Pointe du Lac mausoleum, telling Lestat not to wait up, that he’d be home later.
On the actual year anniversary, Louis de Pointe du Lac dreamed of the final sunrise he had ever seen, and in the dream, the pink and orange sky turned a garish, bloodish red and the sphere of the sun became Paul’s cracked skull and Louis had been filled with such a need to be closer to Paul that he had been almost dizzy with it, neglectful of all things as he attempted to figure out just what to do.
Just as it had been when he was younger, Louis had found that the answer he was seeking was somewhere in St. Augustine.
It had to be.
la fin (for now)
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saintmachina · 28 days
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Making an Always Sunny In Philadelphia-style corkboard of theological theories that will revitalize the church only to discover I have reinvented Episcopalianism.
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pastored123 · 3 days
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Hidden Gems of Leadership Encouragement and Warnings of the Apostle Paul. 
Colossians 4:7-18 (CEV) reads. 7  Tychicus is the dear friend, who faithfully works and serves the Lord with us, and he will give you the news about me. 8 I am sending him to cheer you up by telling you how we are getting along. 9  Onesimus, the dear and faithful follower from your own group, is coming with him. The two of them will tell you everything that has happened here. 10  Aristarchus is…
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