I recently read a message I’d given in 1984 and felt a mixture of embarrassment and surprise. Embarrassed because it seems inadequate now, and surprised by how much my worldview has changed. Twenty-five years from now, I might read these messages and have a similar reaction. I offer no guarantee that my work or words will endure the eroding effects of time. I can only assure you these thoughts have been helpful to me, and perhaps a few others, today. With that qualification, I offer them to you.
~ Philip
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Fruits of the Spirit (9) (Galatians 5:22)
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I was talking with a man last week and he started complaining about his neighbor. He said, “I know it’s …
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When I graduated from seminary, I was pastoring a little Quaker meeting in the city, but wanted to work my …
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Joan and I were out for a drive this past week and went past the house where my family lived …
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