The inklings of the soul
The soul is immortal. A man's spirit is withdrawn and returns to its giver at death, he breaths no more.
The soul is immortal. A man's spirit is withdrawn and returns to its giver at death, he breaths no more.
Israel trekked a disobedient four decade lap of the Sinai Peninsula. They did not have to.
Into our contemporary moral morass Isaiah could have been (and is) prophesying. There is still nothing new under the sun.
“In their own eyes, [the wicked] flatter themselves too much to detect or hate their sin.
Dead dogs, rusty nails and poor housing deals are all unlikely companions.
As it was in the days of Noah, so it will be at the coming of the Son of Man.
Evil finds scant lodgings within a righteous man. This life long Christian trek was first squelched into desert sands. Many in history have gone before us, and succeeded.
Mankind was made good and righteous but man has gone in search of his own ways.
More the treacherous calm I dread, than tempests rolling overhead. Many horses fall at the bottom of the hill because the driver thinks the danger is past.