Posts Tagged "Julia Marks"


My Own Blessed is the man that walketh not in the counsel of the ungodly, nor standeth in the way of sinners, nor sitteth in the seat of the scornful. Blessed silence. Blessed solitude. That wraps around her like an old family heirloom quilt. Something that matters. Something that is real. The separateness is real, too. As real as the sun. But his delight is in the law of the Lord, and in his law doth he meditate day and night. Moon...

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Everflow I walk on a trail through the woods behind where I live as often as I can.   As often as my body allows. And it is a truly wonderful thing. Because it makes my body stronger. And I’m out in the fresh air, which cheers me immensely. And I feel muscles in me working: muscles that haven’t really worked for a long, long time. I walk over a number of little wooden bridges that lift me a bit over whatever small stream...

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God is light. God is good. God is righteous. Can we really assign any adjective we want to to God? How can God be good if God created goodness in the first place? How can God be righteous if God is the very concept of righteousness? Isn’t this like writing, This tree is treeness? Well, yes it is, as a matter of fact.  But trees are treeness. But do we really need to say so? Ever? What is our need to heap adjectives on God, the...

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Smashing through our soul’s walls The process of spiritual growth is a process of growing out of the size and shape our souls are currently in. Invariably there is in a soul fears that are fed by ancient streams, the water in which comes from memories long forgotten. There are also beliefs that we know are wrong, but still hold fast to our bank of truths.  While outwardly we may conform to the “right” of things,...

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The trinity of me As I get older I see, more and more, that who I am today—who I have been every day of my life—was set absolutely as a child. Perhaps this is true of everyone.  Or perhaps some people slip through their childhood and develop their character as an adult.  Or keep recreating their character throughout their life. But this isn’t true for me. And in spite of the truth that I had always viewed myself as having two...

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