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On a day in the autumn...
I saw a prairie eagle mortally wounded by a rifle shot. His eye still gleamed like a circle of light. Then he slowly turned his head, and gave one more searching and longing look at the sky. He had often swept those starry spaces with his wonderful wings. The beautiful sky was the home of his heart. It was the eagle's domain. A thousand times he had exploited there his splendid strength. In those far away heights be had played with the lightnings, and raced with the winds, and now, so far away from home, the eagle lay dying, done to the death, because for once be forgot and flew too low. The soul is that eagle. This is not its home. It must not lose the skyward look. We must keep faith, we must keep hope, we must keep courage, we must keep Christ. We would better creep away from the battlefield at once if we are not going to be brave. There is no time for the soul to stampede. Keep the skyward look, my soul; keep the skyward look!
Keep looking up! Thursday, April 2, 2020 | 2:46 PM |
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I don’t want to...
be “moved” by the scary things that I hear. I don’t want to be moved by emotion, or fear. I only want to be moved by God - quick to move when He speaks to my heart. I want to be sensitive to His voice and to His voice alone.
None of these things move me (Acts 20:24) Wednesday, April 1, 2020 | 10:15 AM |
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