My soul clings to the dust (Psalm 119:25-32)

My soul clings to the dust; give me life according to your word! When I told of my ways, you answered me; teach me your statutes! Make me understand the way of your precepts, and I will meditate on your wondrous works. My soul melts away for sorrow; strengthen me according to your word! Put… Continue reading My soul clings to the dust (Psalm 119:25-32)

A dead church with a few live people

And to the angel of the church in Sardis write: ‘The words of him who has the seven spirits of God and the seven stars. 'I know your works. You have the reputation of being alive, but you are dead. Wake up, and strengthen what remains and is about to die, for I have not… Continue reading A dead church with a few live people