Mortal through I be, yea ephemeral, if but a moment I gaze up at the night’s starry domain of heaven, Then no longer on earth I stand; I touch the Creator, And my lively spirit drinketh immortality.
Monica Langley has a great piece in The Wall Street Journal about how they’re trying to create different kinds of moments for Donald Trump, as opposed to just him shouting at rallies.
As God’s child advances spiritually be shall discover that the Lord’s time is as important as the Lord’s will. Do not rashly beget an Ishmael lest he become the greatest enemy to Isaac.
Compared to the American public at large, probably a slightly higher percentage of journalists, because of thier enhanced power of discernment, realize they know a gay person or two, and are, therefore, less frightened of them.
