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We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life.
"Failures, repeated failures, are finger posts on the road to achievement.
One fails forward toward success."
C. S. Lewis


"I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen:
not only because I see it,
but because by it I see everything else."

C. S. Lewis




“I have come home at last!
This is my real country!
I belong here.
This is the land
I have been looking for all my life,
though I never knew it till now...
Come further up, come further in!”
― C.S. Lewis, The Last Battle
https://www.goodreads.com/work/quotes/1059917-the-last-battle


“The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.”


J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring


“All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.”

J.R.R. Tolkien




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February 20, 2023 at 6:07pm
February 20, 2023 at 6:07pm
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Trust is riding on the waves
with nothing underneath,
except the One, Who broke the grave,
the matchless Son bequeathed.

Trust is riding on the tide.
The brooding, roiling mass,
from whence no man can ever hide,
a date none e’er can pass.

In trust we float from day to day.
The Lord of HIStory’s ship
doth move along. His Word doth say,
“He takes from man no lip.”

The curtain of this life’s lone end
will shut the day, and ope
the Door to the state no man can mend,
unchanging pain or hope.

Trust is riding on the waves.
The water floats the boat.
The Savior’s languished, empty grave
has swallowed Sin’s dire load.

by Jay O’Toole
on February 20th, 2023


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