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Light Parties, Oct 31

Longer, dark night – playing with fright? raise up the Light, festive fun bright, no trick, taunt, or gore, or ugly costumes from the store (throw-away single use plastic to scare with the fantastic) …

After Death

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Like Jesus rose, he's promised us we'll live like him, with him, with bodies new immortal and free from pain and sin, if …

Harvest!

Apples galore, trees shaken to pour fall flood …
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Incendiary

There once was a man in a hurry, who bolted a …

A ray of clear light …

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] In the fog all grope and grieve – needing light that won’t deceive, truth enlightening muddled mind shows the pardon we can find …

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