Posts by Spencer DeBurgh (Page 59)

Samuel Rogers wrote this poem in 1782. A Wish Mine be a cot beside the hill, A bee-hive’s hum shall sooth my ear; A willowy brook, that turns a mill, With many a fall sh…

Spent the morning out at Shepherd’s in Union Grove with Bill Amstutz. That ministry has Christ at the center and evangelism as the core value. I so appreciate Bill. We had a great chat about leadership. I need men like him speaking into my li…

Are you thinking about paychecks, taxes and bills? I was last night. I found a great article online about generosity and money. Turns out that the author is one Dan Miller. Perhaps you know him? Here is part of what Dan wrote — We are natur…

There is only one thing that can give peace to the conscience, and that is the blood of Jesus Christ sprinkled on it. A clear understanding that Christ’s death was an actual payment of our debt to God, and that the merit of that death is made o…

Some favorite points from Darien’s sermon: God’s will of decree can never be thwarted. God’s will of command can and often is thwarted. Our minds need to be renewed because they have been corrupted by sin. If there were a diet…

Since Darien was in the pulpit on Sunday, I got to do something I absolutely LOVE to do and almost NEVER get to do. I got to walk around church, pop into every room, and see what was going on… Mrs. Possing’s class was writing letter…

Ten More Things I am Thankful for Today… The generous gift of a gym membership from a kind couple at RBC. Enables us to run (and/or sit in the sauna) on cold, rainy days like yesterday. Bruce and Sally. I have seen them at c…

Ten Things I am thankful for… “O Happy Day” from last Sunday. Email exchanges with the Phipps in Turkey. What a great partner in the gospel. Reeses Peanut Butter Eggs Strong time of Bible study at Starbucks with…

This is one of those quotes that hurts and helps. Pondering it again really blessed me today. OTHERS MAY, YOU CANNOT If anyone wishes to come after Me, he must deny himself, and take up his cross and follow Me. For whoever wishes to save his life …

I just came heard this poem yesterday (opening day) and I love it. Baseball John Updike, 1932-2009 It looks easy from a distance, easy and lazy, even, until you stand up to the plate and see the fastball sailing inside, an inch from your chin, or cir…