Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson went on a camping trip. As they lay down for the night, the fire dwindling nearby, Holmes said: “Watson, look up and tell me what you see”. Watson said “I see a fantastic panorama of countless of stars”. Holmes: “And what does that tell you?” Watson: “Astronomically, it suggests to me that if there are billions of other galaxies that have roughly similar stellar population densities as represented by my view, that, potentially, trillions of planets may be associated with such a galactic and, therefore, stellar population. Allowing for similar chemical distribution throughout the cosmos it may be reasonably implied that life-and possibly intelligent life-may well fill the universe. Also, being a believer, theologically, it tells me that the vastness of space may be yet another suggestion of the greatness of God and that we are small and insignificant. Meteorologically, the blackness of the sky and the crispness of the stellar images tells me that

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The Birth

It was an “implosion“. The One whom the ants celebrate imploded to become a peasant baby who, like every infant who has ever lived, had to learn to walk and talk. [It would have been so scary if his first words to Mary and Joseph were – “hey guys I was the one who parted the Red Sea” or “Mama! I know the number of grey hair on your head“] While the mountains and volcanoes gush sacred metaphors regaling this great king… While the stars dance in a frenzy, extolling his majesty and might… While poets wax poetic with words laced with delightful and decadent deliciousness… All we have is the witness of a simple manger in Bethlehem where the God of all flesh cradled his head. Jesus in a manger bears no semblance to Christ on the throne. He forfeited the privileges of God and thus risked going through life unrecognised. He (LEARNT), a word strange to one classed

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Breakup Too

Happy Birthday to me and Deabie (abi, is it Deabie and I?). Anyways, I want to say a big thank you to everyone who made yesterday special… Don’t worry, I will write a post celebrating every SINGLE one of you. Notice the emphasis on Single? well, as you can probably deduce, this post is all about relationships, breakups and all. So please read and enjoy. This is Episode 2… Breakup Series Episode 1 HERE… In my small life I have seen my fair share of wars. I was born years after the Civil war, the 1st and 2nd World wars, the Cold war, the war in Vietnam and even Star wars *dodges hand-grenade*. The only kind of wars I have seen are the petty squabbles of lovers: arguments over my cinema etiquette, arguments over where to go after a not-so-interesting show of “My dog and me” at the cinema, an earlier argument about whether to spend $10 on watching a

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They said he leads us beside still waters, Waters so calm that they resonate with the sweet breeze that sweeps through the hillside, They said it is here that he restores our soul, and I wonder if He will touch me that way today, My heart is an inferno of iniquity, A raging well of unwellness… My matchbox is empty. 20 match sticks struck and tossed into the fire My thoughts howl and bellow in rebellion I hear his voice faintly, softly but I am unsure Yes I need a touch from Him… Perhaps like Zacchaeus I will climb to the top of a tree And like a chanteuse with sincere poetry and a cracked voice-box                           Call his attention to me… But how can I? When like Lazarus I am stuck, Stricken in my prime with the grime and slime of death Trapped by the very bonds

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The Anvil

“Last eve I paused beside the blacksmith’s door, And heard the anvil ring the vesper chime; Then looking in, I saw upon the floor, Old hammers, worn with beating years of time. “‘How many anvils have you had,’ said I, ‘To wear and batter all these hammers so?’ ‘Just one,’ said he, and then with twinkling eye, ‘The anvil wears the hammers out, you know.’ “And so, I thought, the Anvil of God’s Word For ages skeptic-blows have beat upon; Yet, though the noise of falling blows was heard, The Anvil is unharmed, the hammers gone.” — Attributed to John Clifford How serious do you take the content of this book? A book not published by human printing presses, not penned with the scarce and scaly sentences of sin-tainted humanity but God-breathed! A book whose breath breaks the bands and bonds of brokenness! *does the moonwalk* – THE WORD OF GOD! Do you know that God’s word is like a garden

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