Jeffrey C. Long

In a recent episode of Grey’s Anatomy on TV a patient came in with an aneurism. It seemed inoperable, though one doctor knew of a way to treat it. Her reply was “For years, I was living asleep. This woke me up and I’ve been alive ever since. My aneurism and me, we’re good friends.” [...]

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I have always appreciated reading Charles Spurgeon’s sermons on the text that I am preaching. You can get some of them at www.spurgeon.org but not all of them. So I went looking for a source and discovered that the Ages Digital Library had the entire works on a CD-Rom. Even better, they had the entire [...]

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We were up at 5:30am this morning. Uggh! God isn’t even up that early. A friend replied to that assertion that God is a nightowl to which I heartily agree. While waiting for our connecting flight in Salt Lake to New Orleans, I was walking back through the terminal looking for Starbucks. On my way [...]

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I’m in the Shilo Inn at Boise Idaho, the night before taking off to a yout mission trip to Mississippi. yay for hotel wifi. I’m going to write blog entries throughout my time on my trusty pocket pc. If I’m able to find wifithey will get posted live. Otherwise they’ll get posted en masse when [...]

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Hannah was spending the night with her grandparents. At bath-time Hannah asked her grandmother if they were going to church the next morning. When Grandma said yes, Hannah turned up her nose and said, “I don’t like Sunday school.” “But Hannah,” Grandma replied, “we should learn all we can about God.” “I learned all about [...]

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In “The Contemplative Pastor” Eugene Peterson writes “How can I persuade a person to live by faith and not by works if I have to juggle my schedule constantly to make everything fit into place.” I’ve recently begun a discipline of slowing down and absorbing more of my world. I’ve noticed that I hurry through [...]

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As a parent, you always have a vague suspicion that you aren’t doing as good as you want. So it warmed my heart to discover that my daughter wanted a Beatles CD for Christmas. And now, my younger children are discovering the Beach Boys’ Pet Sounds. I’m not such a bad parent after all.

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