• Where the Moon Whispers Peace

    I stand beneath the full white moon,
    It's light falling like a prayer.
    Beside me, the white deer waits—
    not as a beast, but as a blessing.

    She looks to the sky,
    and the stars answer,
    leaving paw prints of light
    that drift down between us
    like snow made of spirit.

    I do not speak,
    and yet I am heard.
    The earth beneath my feet is soft—
    it knows my name.
    The sky above wraps me
    in the voice of my ancestors.

    In this dream, there is no fear.
    No fire of anger,
    no hunger of greed.
    Only the hum of life,
    and the soft heartbeat of the land.

    This is the world I dream of:
    where we walk with the deer,
    listen to the wind,
    and live
    in the stillness
    of what is sacred.

    Serin Alar

    #nativeamericanwisdom
    Where the Moon Whispers Peace I stand beneath the full white moon, It's light falling like a prayer. Beside me, the white deer waits— not as a beast, but as a blessing. She looks to the sky, and the stars answer, leaving paw prints of light that drift down between us like snow made of spirit. I do not speak, and yet I am heard. The earth beneath my feet is soft— it knows my name. The sky above wraps me in the voice of my ancestors. In this dream, there is no fear. No fire of anger, no hunger of greed. Only the hum of life, and the soft heartbeat of the land. This is the world I dream of: where we walk with the deer, listen to the wind, and live in the stillness of what is sacred. 🎨 Serin Alar #nativeamericanwisdom
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  • Spurgeon's Morning and Evening Devotions

    Evening, July 24

    "His camp is very great." Joel 2:11

    Consider, my soul, the mightiness of the Lord who is thy glory and defence. He is a man of war, Jehovah is His name. All the forces of heaven are at His beck, legions wait at His door, cherubim and seraphim;, watchers and holy ones, principalities and powers, are all attentive to His will. If our eyes were not blinded by the ophthalmia of the flesh, we should see horses of fire and chariots of fire round about the Lord's beloved. The powers of nature are all subject to the absolute control of the Creator: stormy wind and tempest, lightning and rain, and snow, and hail, and the soft dews and cheering sunshine, come and go at His decree. The bands of Orion He looseth, and bindeth the sweet influences of the Pleiades. Earth, sea, and air, and the places under the earth, are the barracks for Jehovah's great armies; space is His camping ground, light is His banner, and flame is His sword. When He goeth forth to war, famine ravages the land, pestilence smites the nations, hurricane sweeps the sea, tornado shakes the mountains, and earthquake makes the solid world to tremble. As for animate creatures, they all own His dominion, and from the great fish which swallowed the prophet, down to "all manner of flies," which plagued the field of Zoan, all are His servants, and like the palmer-worm, the caterpillar, and the cankerworm, are squadrons of His great army, for His camp is very great. My soul, see to it that thou be at peace with this mighty King, yea, more, be sure to enlist under His banner, for to war against Him is madness, and to serve Him is glory. Jesus, Immanuel, God with us, is ready to receive recruits for the army of the Lord: if I am not already enlisted let me go to Him ere I sleep, and beg to be accepted through His merits; and if I be already, as I hope I am, a soldier of the cross, let me be of good courage; for the enemy is powerless compared with my Lord, whose camp is very great.
    Spurgeon's Morning and Evening Devotions Evening, July 24 "His camp is very great." Joel 2:11 Consider, my soul, the mightiness of the Lord who is thy glory and defence. He is a man of war, Jehovah is His name. All the forces of heaven are at His beck, legions wait at His door, cherubim and seraphim;, watchers and holy ones, principalities and powers, are all attentive to His will. If our eyes were not blinded by the ophthalmia of the flesh, we should see horses of fire and chariots of fire round about the Lord's beloved. The powers of nature are all subject to the absolute control of the Creator: stormy wind and tempest, lightning and rain, and snow, and hail, and the soft dews and cheering sunshine, come and go at His decree. The bands of Orion He looseth, and bindeth the sweet influences of the Pleiades. Earth, sea, and air, and the places under the earth, are the barracks for Jehovah's great armies; space is His camping ground, light is His banner, and flame is His sword. When He goeth forth to war, famine ravages the land, pestilence smites the nations, hurricane sweeps the sea, tornado shakes the mountains, and earthquake makes the solid world to tremble. As for animate creatures, they all own His dominion, and from the great fish which swallowed the prophet, down to "all manner of flies," which plagued the field of Zoan, all are His servants, and like the palmer-worm, the caterpillar, and the cankerworm, are squadrons of His great army, for His camp is very great. My soul, see to it that thou be at peace with this mighty King, yea, more, be sure to enlist under His banner, for to war against Him is madness, and to serve Him is glory. Jesus, Immanuel, God with us, is ready to receive recruits for the army of the Lord: if I am not already enlisted let me go to Him ere I sleep, and beg to be accepted through His merits; and if I be already, as I hope I am, a soldier of the cross, let me be of good courage; for the enemy is powerless compared with my Lord, whose camp is very great.
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  • Whispers of the Wolf Spirit

    As the sun sank into the cradle of the mountains, fire-kissing the lake with its final breath, a woman stood in stillness by the shore. Her name was Nayeli—“I love you” in the old tongue—and she was known as the Keeper of Echoes.

    She wore robes etched with birds of the sky and dreams of the forest. Her heartbeat moved in rhythm with the earth, and her breath rose and fell with the wind. At her side stood the wolf—silent, fierce, eternal. His name was Shunkaha, the Spirit Who Walks Between.

    Nayeli was born under a moon that wept rain and stars, a sign that she would speak not only with people but with the wild. From a young age, animals came to her like old friends returning home. The hawk circled above her. The deer bowed before her. And the wolf... the wolf never left her side.

    It was said her voice could calm storms, and that when she closed her eyes at dusk, she listened to the voices of her ancestors through the howls of the pack. She did not command the wolf. She listened. She did not rule the wild. She walked with it.

    One day, a drought came—drying rivers, silencing birdsong, cracking the land’s memory. While many prayed, Nayeli acted. With Shunkaha at her side, she followed the old canoe trails into forgotten forest paths. There, she sang the sacred songs—songs her grandmother once whispered over firelight.

    And the land listened.

    The rains returned. The lakes filled. The trees bowed low with new leaves. And on nights like this, when the sun melts into water and wolves stand guard at the edge of dreams, the elders smile and say:

    “Nayeli walks with the wolf still. And in her silence, the world remembers how to breathe.”

    #nativeamericanwisdom
    Whispers of the Wolf Spirit As the sun sank into the cradle of the mountains, fire-kissing the lake with its final breath, a woman stood in stillness by the shore. Her name was Nayeli—“I love you” in the old tongue—and she was known as the Keeper of Echoes. She wore robes etched with birds of the sky and dreams of the forest. Her heartbeat moved in rhythm with the earth, and her breath rose and fell with the wind. At her side stood the wolf—silent, fierce, eternal. His name was Shunkaha, the Spirit Who Walks Between. Nayeli was born under a moon that wept rain and stars, a sign that she would speak not only with people but with the wild. From a young age, animals came to her like old friends returning home. The hawk circled above her. The deer bowed before her. And the wolf... the wolf never left her side. It was said her voice could calm storms, and that when she closed her eyes at dusk, she listened to the voices of her ancestors through the howls of the pack. She did not command the wolf. She listened. She did not rule the wild. She walked with it. One day, a drought came—drying rivers, silencing birdsong, cracking the land’s memory. While many prayed, Nayeli acted. With Shunkaha at her side, she followed the old canoe trails into forgotten forest paths. There, she sang the sacred songs—songs her grandmother once whispered over firelight. And the land listened. The rains returned. The lakes filled. The trees bowed low with new leaves. And on nights like this, when the sun melts into water and wolves stand guard at the edge of dreams, the elders smile and say: “Nayeli walks with the wolf still. And in her silence, the world remembers how to breathe.” #nativeamericanwisdom
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  • Spurgeon's Morning and Evening Devotions

    Morning, July 21

    "The daughter of Jerusalem hath shaken her head at thee." Isaiah 37:22

    Reassured by the Word of the Lord, the poor trembling citizens of Zion grew bold, and shook their heads at Sennacherib's boastful threats. Strong faith enables the servants of God to look with calm contempt upon their most haughty foes. We know that our enemies are attempting impossibilities. They seek to destroy the eternal life, which cannot die while Jesus lives; to overthrow the citadel, against which the gates of hell shall not prevail. They kick against the pricks to their own wounding, and rush upon the bosses of Jehovah's buckler to their own hurt.

    We know their weakness. What are they but men? And what is man but a worm? They roar and swell like waves of the sea, foaming out their own shame. When the Lord ariseth, they shall fly as chaff before the wind, and be consumed as crackling thorns. Their utter powerlessness to do damage to the cause of God and His truth, may make the weakest soldiers in Zion's ranks laugh them to scorn.

    Above all, we know that the Most High is with us, and when He dresses Himself in arms, where are His enemies? If He cometh forth from His place, the potsherds of the earth will not long contend with their Maker. His rod of iron shall dash them in pieces like a potter's vessel, and their very remembrance shall perish from the earth. Away, then, all fears, the kingdom is safe in the King's hands. Let us shout for joy, for the Lord reigneth, and His foes shall be as straw for the dunghill.

    "As true as God's own word is true;
    Nor earth, nor hell, with all their crew,
    Against us shall prevail.
    A jest, and by-word, are they grown;
    God is with us, we are his own,
    Our victory cannot fail."
    Spurgeon's Morning and Evening Devotions Morning, July 21 "The daughter of Jerusalem hath shaken her head at thee." Isaiah 37:22 Reassured by the Word of the Lord, the poor trembling citizens of Zion grew bold, and shook their heads at Sennacherib's boastful threats. Strong faith enables the servants of God to look with calm contempt upon their most haughty foes. We know that our enemies are attempting impossibilities. They seek to destroy the eternal life, which cannot die while Jesus lives; to overthrow the citadel, against which the gates of hell shall not prevail. They kick against the pricks to their own wounding, and rush upon the bosses of Jehovah's buckler to their own hurt. We know their weakness. What are they but men? And what is man but a worm? They roar and swell like waves of the sea, foaming out their own shame. When the Lord ariseth, they shall fly as chaff before the wind, and be consumed as crackling thorns. Their utter powerlessness to do damage to the cause of God and His truth, may make the weakest soldiers in Zion's ranks laugh them to scorn. Above all, we know that the Most High is with us, and when He dresses Himself in arms, where are His enemies? If He cometh forth from His place, the potsherds of the earth will not long contend with their Maker. His rod of iron shall dash them in pieces like a potter's vessel, and their very remembrance shall perish from the earth. Away, then, all fears, the kingdom is safe in the King's hands. Let us shout for joy, for the Lord reigneth, and His foes shall be as straw for the dunghill. "As true as God's own word is true; Nor earth, nor hell, with all their crew, Against us shall prevail. A jest, and by-word, are they grown; God is with us, we are his own, Our victory cannot fail."
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  • Spurgeon's Morning and Evening Devotions

    Evening, July 19

    "A bruised reed shall He not break, and smoking flax shall He not quench." Matthew 12:20

    What is weaker than the bruised reed or the smoking flax? A reed that groweth in the fen or marsh, let but the wild duck light upon it, and it snaps; let but the foot of man brush against it, and it is bruised and broken; every wind that flits across the river moves it to and fro. You can conceive of nothing more frail or brittle, or whose existence is more in jeopardy, than a bruised reed. Then look at the smoking flax- what is it? It has a spark within it, it is true, but it is almost smothered; an infant's breath might blow it out; nothing has a more precarious existence than its flame. Weak things are here described, yet Jesus says of them, "The smoking flax I will not quench; the bruised reed I will not break." Some of God's children are made strong to do mighty works for Him; God has His Samsons here and there who can pull up Gaza's gates, and carry them to the top of the hill; He has a few mighties who are lion-like men, but the majority of His people are a timid, trembling race. They are like starlings, frightened at every passer by; a little fearful flock. If temptation comes, they are taken like birds in a snare; if trial threatens, they are ready to faint; their frail skiff is tossed up and down by every wave, they are drifted along like a sea bird on the crest of the billows- weak things, without strength, without wisdom, without foresight. Yet, weak as they are, and because they are so weak, they have this promise made specially to them. Herein is grace and graciousness! Herein is love and lovingkindness! How it opens to us the compassion of Jesus- so gentle, tender, considerate! We need never shrink back from His touch. We need never fear a harsh word from Him"; though He might well chide us for our weakness, He rebuketh not. Bruised reeds shall have no blows from Him, and the smoking flax no damping frowns.
    Spurgeon's Morning and Evening Devotions Evening, July 19 "A bruised reed shall He not break, and smoking flax shall He not quench." Matthew 12:20 What is weaker than the bruised reed or the smoking flax? A reed that groweth in the fen or marsh, let but the wild duck light upon it, and it snaps; let but the foot of man brush against it, and it is bruised and broken; every wind that flits across the river moves it to and fro. You can conceive of nothing more frail or brittle, or whose existence is more in jeopardy, than a bruised reed. Then look at the smoking flax- what is it? It has a spark within it, it is true, but it is almost smothered; an infant's breath might blow it out; nothing has a more precarious existence than its flame. Weak things are here described, yet Jesus says of them, "The smoking flax I will not quench; the bruised reed I will not break." Some of God's children are made strong to do mighty works for Him; God has His Samsons here and there who can pull up Gaza's gates, and carry them to the top of the hill; He has a few mighties who are lion-like men, but the majority of His people are a timid, trembling race. They are like starlings, frightened at every passer by; a little fearful flock. If temptation comes, they are taken like birds in a snare; if trial threatens, they are ready to faint; their frail skiff is tossed up and down by every wave, they are drifted along like a sea bird on the crest of the billows- weak things, without strength, without wisdom, without foresight. Yet, weak as they are, and because they are so weak, they have this promise made specially to them. Herein is grace and graciousness! Herein is love and lovingkindness! How it opens to us the compassion of Jesus- so gentle, tender, considerate! We need never shrink back from His touch. We need never fear a harsh word from Him"; though He might well chide us for our weakness, He rebuketh not. Bruised reeds shall have no blows from Him, and the smoking flax no damping frowns.
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  • The Three Generations of the Moon

    In the heart of the snow-covered lands, where pine trees sing in the wind and the moon glows like a guardian spirit, there lived three women: the Daughter, the Mother, and the Grandmother. They were more than family — they were The Keepers of Memory.

    Each of them held the wisdom of their time:

    The Daughter carried the voice of the future.

    The Mother carried the strength of the present.

    The Grandmother carried the stories of the past.

    Every winter, when the moon was full and the first snow began to fall, the three would gather at the edge of the forest, facing the sky. They stood side by side — one looking to tomorrow, one grounded in today, and one remembering yesterday.

    On one such night, a great silence fell over the land. No birds flew. No wolves howled. Even the wind held its breath. The Grandmother lifted her eyes and said:

    “The Spirit Moon calls us. It is time to sing the Song of Continuance.”

    So they sang.

    Their voices rose together — old and young, soft and strong — weaving a chant so ancient that even the snow paused to listen. As they sang, the forest glowed. The moonlight wrapped around them like a shawl, and from their breath, stars were born.

    In that moment, a truth became clear: they were not just three women.

    They were one spirit in three forms — the same soul moving through time, bound by love, memory, and the Earth itself.

    When the song ended, the snowfall resumed. But something had changed. The forest seemed warmer. The trees stood taller. And far above, the moon shone with a knowing light.

    To this day, the people say:

    “When you hear snow falling like a whisper, the Three Generations are singing. And through them, we remember who we are.”

    #nativeamericanwisdom
    The Three Generations of the Moon In the heart of the snow-covered lands, where pine trees sing in the wind and the moon glows like a guardian spirit, there lived three women: the Daughter, the Mother, and the Grandmother. They were more than family — they were The Keepers of Memory. Each of them held the wisdom of their time: The Daughter carried the voice of the future. The Mother carried the strength of the present. The Grandmother carried the stories of the past. Every winter, when the moon was full and the first snow began to fall, the three would gather at the edge of the forest, facing the sky. They stood side by side — one looking to tomorrow, one grounded in today, and one remembering yesterday. On one such night, a great silence fell over the land. No birds flew. No wolves howled. Even the wind held its breath. The Grandmother lifted her eyes and said: “The Spirit Moon calls us. It is time to sing the Song of Continuance.” So they sang. Their voices rose together — old and young, soft and strong — weaving a chant so ancient that even the snow paused to listen. As they sang, the forest glowed. The moonlight wrapped around them like a shawl, and from their breath, stars were born. In that moment, a truth became clear: they were not just three women. They were one spirit in three forms — the same soul moving through time, bound by love, memory, and the Earth itself. When the song ended, the snowfall resumed. But something had changed. The forest seemed warmer. The trees stood taller. And far above, the moon shone with a knowing light. To this day, the people say: “When you hear snow falling like a whisper, the Three Generations are singing. And through them, we remember who we are.” #nativeamericanwisdom
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  • Spurgeon's Morning and Evening Devotions

    Morning, July 16

    "They gathered manna every morning." Exodus 16:21

    Labour to maintain a sense of thine entire dependence upon the Lord's good will and pleasure for the continuance of thy richest enjoyments. Never try to live on the old manna, nor seek to find help in Egypt. All must come from Jesus, or thou art undone for ever. Old anointings will not suffice to impart unction to thy spirit; thine head must have fresh oil poured upon it from the golden horn of the sanctuary, or it will cease from its glory. Today thou mayest be upon the summit of the mount of God, but He who has put thee there must keep thee there, or thou wilt sink far more speedily than thou dreamest. Thy mountain only stands firm when He settles it in its place; if He hide His face, thou wilt soon be troubled. If the Saviour should see fit, there is not a window through which thou seest the light of heaven which He could not darken in an instant. Joshua bade the sun stand still, but Jesus can shroud it in total darkness. He can withdraw the joy of thine heart, the light of thine eyes, and the strength of thy life; in His hand thy comforts lie, and at His will they can depart from thee. This hourly dependence our Lord is determined that we shall feel and recognize, for He only permits us to pray for "daily bread," and only promises that "as our days our strength shall be." Is it not best for us that it should be so, that we may often repair to His throne, and constantly be reminded of His love? Oh! how rich the grace which supplies us so continually, and doth not refrain itself because of our ingratitude! The golden shower never ceases, the cloud of blessing tarries evermore above our habitation. O Lord Jesus, we would bow at Thy feet, conscious of our utter inability to do anything without Thee, and in every favour which we are privileged to receive, we would adore Thy blessed name and acknowledge Thine unexhausted love.
    Spurgeon's Morning and Evening Devotions Morning, July 16 "They gathered manna every morning." Exodus 16:21 Labour to maintain a sense of thine entire dependence upon the Lord's good will and pleasure for the continuance of thy richest enjoyments. Never try to live on the old manna, nor seek to find help in Egypt. All must come from Jesus, or thou art undone for ever. Old anointings will not suffice to impart unction to thy spirit; thine head must have fresh oil poured upon it from the golden horn of the sanctuary, or it will cease from its glory. Today thou mayest be upon the summit of the mount of God, but He who has put thee there must keep thee there, or thou wilt sink far more speedily than thou dreamest. Thy mountain only stands firm when He settles it in its place; if He hide His face, thou wilt soon be troubled. If the Saviour should see fit, there is not a window through which thou seest the light of heaven which He could not darken in an instant. Joshua bade the sun stand still, but Jesus can shroud it in total darkness. He can withdraw the joy of thine heart, the light of thine eyes, and the strength of thy life; in His hand thy comforts lie, and at His will they can depart from thee. This hourly dependence our Lord is determined that we shall feel and recognize, for He only permits us to pray for "daily bread," and only promises that "as our days our strength shall be." Is it not best for us that it should be so, that we may often repair to His throne, and constantly be reminded of His love? Oh! how rich the grace which supplies us so continually, and doth not refrain itself because of our ingratitude! The golden shower never ceases, the cloud of blessing tarries evermore above our habitation. O Lord Jesus, we would bow at Thy feet, conscious of our utter inability to do anything without Thee, and in every favour which we are privileged to receive, we would adore Thy blessed name and acknowledge Thine unexhausted love.
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  • The Summit Within

    There once was a bear who never feared the climb.

    While others stayed safe in the valley, content with the comfort of the known, this bear looked toward the highest peaks—where the air was thin, the wind sharp, and the path unforgiving.

    They called him foolish. They said the journey wasn’t worth the pain.
    But he had something they didn’t: a fire inside, a voice that whispered, “You were not made to stay small.”

    So, he climbed.
    He stumbled, slipped, bled, and roared. Yet with each step, he became something more—stronger, clearer, deeper. The mountain did not make him powerful. It revealed the power that was already there.

    And when he finally stood at the top, surrounded by the fire of the setting sun, he did not roar in victory.
    He simply breathed.
    Because in that moment, he understood: the real triumph was not the view—but the courage to rise.

    You, too, have a summit within.
    Don’t be afraid to climb.

    #nativeamericanwisdom
    The Summit Within There once was a bear who never feared the climb. While others stayed safe in the valley, content with the comfort of the known, this bear looked toward the highest peaks—where the air was thin, the wind sharp, and the path unforgiving. They called him foolish. They said the journey wasn’t worth the pain. But he had something they didn’t: a fire inside, a voice that whispered, “You were not made to stay small.” So, he climbed. He stumbled, slipped, bled, and roared. Yet with each step, he became something more—stronger, clearer, deeper. The mountain did not make him powerful. It revealed the power that was already there. And when he finally stood at the top, surrounded by the fire of the setting sun, he did not roar in victory. He simply breathed. Because in that moment, he understood: the real triumph was not the view—but the courage to rise. You, too, have a summit within. Don’t be afraid to climb. #nativeamericanwisdom
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  • https://clintel.org/trump-cancels-wind-and-solar-subsidies-canadas-net-zero-policies-are-economic-suicide-says-friends-of-science-society/
    https://clintel.org/trump-cancels-wind-and-solar-subsidies-canadas-net-zero-policies-are-economic-suicide-says-friends-of-science-society/
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    Trump Cancels Wind and Solar Subsidies - Canada's Net Zero Policies are Economic Suicide says Friends of Science Society - Clintel
    While Trump focusses on energy security and dismantling the climate empire in the US by pulling out of the Paris Agreement and cancelling wind and solar subsidies, Canada still plods a Net Zero path to economic suicide, says Friends of Science Society. CALGARY, AB, July 9, 2025 / -- On July
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  • Orkin just crowned Chicago, Illinois the Bed Bug Capital of America for the 5th straight year.

    Crime in the streets—bed bugs in the sheets.

    What a time to be alive in the Windy City
    Orkin just crowned Chicago, Illinois the Bed Bug Capital of America for the 5th straight year. Crime in the streets—bed bugs in the sheets. What a time to be alive in the Windy City 🤪
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  • Spurgeon’s Morning and Evening Devotions

    Evening, July 1

    "The voice of the Lord God walking in the garden in the cool of the day." Genesis 3:8

    My soul, now that the cool of the day has come, retire awhile and hearken to the voice of thy God. He is always ready to speak with thee when thou art prepared to hear. If there be any slowness to commune it is not on His part, but altogether on thine own, for He stands at the door and knocks, and if His people will but open He rejoices to enter. But in what state is my heart, which is my Lord's garden? May I venture to hope that it is well trimmed and watered, and is bringing forth fruit fit for Him? If not, He will have much to reprove, but still I pray Him to come unto me, for nothing can so certainly bring my heart into a right condition as the presence of the Sun of Righteousness, who brings healing in His wings. Come, therefore, O Lord, my God, my soul invites Thee earnestly, and waits for Thee eagerly. Come to me, O Jesus, my well-beloved, and plant fresh flowers in my garden, such as I see blooming in such perfection in Thy matchless character! Come, O my Father, who art the Husbandman, and deal with me in Thy tenderness and prudence! Come, O Holy Spirit, and bedew my whole nature, as the herbs are now moistened with the evening dews. O that God would speak to me. Speak, Lord, for Thy servant heareth! O that He would walk with me; I am ready to give up my whole heart and mind to Him, and every other thought is hushed. I am only asking what He delights to give. I am sure that He will condescend to have fellowship with me, for He has given me His Holy Spirit to abide with me for ever. Sweet is the cool twilight, when every star seems like the eye of heaven, and the cool wind is as the breath of celestial love. My Father, my elder Brother, my sweet Comforter, speak now in lovingkindness, for Thou hast opened mine ear and I am not rebellious.
    Spurgeon’s Morning and Evening Devotions Evening, July 1 "The voice of the Lord God walking in the garden in the cool of the day." Genesis 3:8 My soul, now that the cool of the day has come, retire awhile and hearken to the voice of thy God. He is always ready to speak with thee when thou art prepared to hear. If there be any slowness to commune it is not on His part, but altogether on thine own, for He stands at the door and knocks, and if His people will but open He rejoices to enter. But in what state is my heart, which is my Lord's garden? May I venture to hope that it is well trimmed and watered, and is bringing forth fruit fit for Him? If not, He will have much to reprove, but still I pray Him to come unto me, for nothing can so certainly bring my heart into a right condition as the presence of the Sun of Righteousness, who brings healing in His wings. Come, therefore, O Lord, my God, my soul invites Thee earnestly, and waits for Thee eagerly. Come to me, O Jesus, my well-beloved, and plant fresh flowers in my garden, such as I see blooming in such perfection in Thy matchless character! Come, O my Father, who art the Husbandman, and deal with me in Thy tenderness and prudence! Come, O Holy Spirit, and bedew my whole nature, as the herbs are now moistened with the evening dews. O that God would speak to me. Speak, Lord, for Thy servant heareth! O that He would walk with me; I am ready to give up my whole heart and mind to Him, and every other thought is hushed. I am only asking what He delights to give. I am sure that He will condescend to have fellowship with me, for He has given me His Holy Spirit to abide with me for ever. Sweet is the cool twilight, when every star seems like the eye of heaven, and the cool wind is as the breath of celestial love. My Father, my elder Brother, my sweet Comforter, speak now in lovingkindness, for Thou hast opened mine ear and I am not rebellious.
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  • Spurgeon’s Morning and Evening Devotions

    Morning, July 1

    "In summer and in winter shall it be." Zechariah 14:8

    The streams of living water which flow from Jerusalem are not dried up by the parching heats of sultry midsummer any more than they were frozen by the cold winds of blustering winter. Rejoice, O my soul, that thou art spared to testify of the faithfulness of the Lord. The seasons change and thou changest, but thy Lord abides evermore the same, and the streams of His love are as deep, as broad and as full as ever. The heats of business cares and scorching trials make me need the cooling influences of the river of His grace; I may go at once and drink to the full from the inexhaustible fountain, for in summer and in winter it pours forth its flood. The upper springs are never scanty, and blessed be the name of the Lord, the nether springs cannot fail either. Elijah found Cherith dry up, but Jehovah was still the same God of providence. Job said his brethren were like deceitful brooks, but he found his God an overflowing river of consolation. The Nile is the great confidence of Egypt, but its floods are variable; our Lord is evermore the same. By turning the course of the Euphrates, Cyrus took the city of Babylon, but no power, human or infernal, can divert the current of divine grace. The tracks of ancient rivers have been found all dry and desolate, but the streams which take their rise on the mountains of divine sovereignty and infinite love shall ever be full to the brim. Generations melt away, but the course of grace is unaltered. The river of God may sing with greater truth than the brook in the poem-:

    "Men may come, and men may go,
    But I go on for ever."

    How happy art thou, my soul, to be led beside such still waters! Never wander to other streams, lest thou hear the Lord's rebuke, "What hast thou to do in the way of Egypt to drink of the muddy river?"
    Spurgeon’s Morning and Evening Devotions Morning, July 1 "In summer and in winter shall it be." Zechariah 14:8 The streams of living water which flow from Jerusalem are not dried up by the parching heats of sultry midsummer any more than they were frozen by the cold winds of blustering winter. Rejoice, O my soul, that thou art spared to testify of the faithfulness of the Lord. The seasons change and thou changest, but thy Lord abides evermore the same, and the streams of His love are as deep, as broad and as full as ever. The heats of business cares and scorching trials make me need the cooling influences of the river of His grace; I may go at once and drink to the full from the inexhaustible fountain, for in summer and in winter it pours forth its flood. The upper springs are never scanty, and blessed be the name of the Lord, the nether springs cannot fail either. Elijah found Cherith dry up, but Jehovah was still the same God of providence. Job said his brethren were like deceitful brooks, but he found his God an overflowing river of consolation. The Nile is the great confidence of Egypt, but its floods are variable; our Lord is evermore the same. By turning the course of the Euphrates, Cyrus took the city of Babylon, but no power, human or infernal, can divert the current of divine grace. The tracks of ancient rivers have been found all dry and desolate, but the streams which take their rise on the mountains of divine sovereignty and infinite love shall ever be full to the brim. Generations melt away, but the course of grace is unaltered. The river of God may sing with greater truth than the brook in the poem-: "Men may come, and men may go, But I go on for ever." How happy art thou, my soul, to be led beside such still waters! Never wander to other streams, lest thou hear the Lord's rebuke, "What hast thou to do in the way of Egypt to drink of the muddy river?"
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  • I found this earlier.
    Yesterday, I witnessed a moment that took my breath away. I heard a soft thump at the window and looked out to see a cedar waxwing lying motionless on the deck, its mate standing beside it. The fallen bird was still, lifeless, while its partner stayed close, refusing to leave.
    For a moment, I turned away. When I looked again, I saw something that made my heart stop: the living bird had laid down beside its partner, pressing its body close so their heads touched. It closed its eyes and joined the fallen bird in the stillness, as if choosing to let go of life rather than live alone.
    It’s a story that made me realize how deeply the bonds of life run—how even in the animal world, connection matters more than survival. In a society that teaches us to keep moving, to keep striving and competing, we often forget how essential that connection is. We measure success by what we accumulate, not by how deeply we love.
    But here, in this quiet moment between two small birds, was a truth that we, in our concrete jungles and busy lives, so easily forget: that love, in the end, is more important than anything else. And when it is gone, something inside us longs to go with it.
    Perhaps that’s what’s missing in our world—a willingness to let love guide us, to hold each other close even when the world says we must keep going. Nature doesn’t measure life in possessions or accolades. It measures it in the quiet, unwavering bonds we share.
    I found this earlier. Yesterday, I witnessed a moment that took my breath away. I heard a soft thump at the window and looked out to see a cedar waxwing lying motionless on the deck, its mate standing beside it. The fallen bird was still, lifeless, while its partner stayed close, refusing to leave. For a moment, I turned away. When I looked again, I saw something that made my heart stop: the living bird had laid down beside its partner, pressing its body close so their heads touched. It closed its eyes and joined the fallen bird in the stillness, as if choosing to let go of life rather than live alone. It’s a story that made me realize how deeply the bonds of life run—how even in the animal world, connection matters more than survival. In a society that teaches us to keep moving, to keep striving and competing, we often forget how essential that connection is. We measure success by what we accumulate, not by how deeply we love. But here, in this quiet moment between two small birds, was a truth that we, in our concrete jungles and busy lives, so easily forget: that love, in the end, is more important than anything else. And when it is gone, something inside us longs to go with it. Perhaps that’s what’s missing in our world—a willingness to let love guide us, to hold each other close even when the world says we must keep going. Nature doesn’t measure life in possessions or accolades. It measures it in the quiet, unwavering bonds we share.
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  • The Herndon Regional Wind Ensemble performed the works of John Williams, Robert Sheldon, Claude T. Smith, Rossano Galante, and the Jack Stamp arrangement of The Star-Spangled Banner at The 2025 Prince William Community Band Festival; Dr. Lawrence Walker, conducting. #Herndon #WindEnsemble #HRWE #BandMusic #Band #PrinceWilliam #CommunityBand #PWCBF2025 #PWCBF #PWCB #Manassas #Virginia #Music
    The Herndon Regional Wind Ensemble performed the works of John Williams, Robert Sheldon, Claude T. Smith, Rossano Galante, and the Jack Stamp arrangement of The Star-Spangled Banner at The 2025 Prince William Community Band Festival; Dr. Lawrence Walker, conducting. #Herndon #WindEnsemble #HRWE #BandMusic #Band #PrinceWilliam #CommunityBand #PWCBF2025 #PWCBF #PWCB #Manassas #Virginia #Music
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  • The Quin Winds performed Blazing Saddles by John Morris & Mel Brooks, What a Wonderful World by Bob Thiele & George David Weis, Ashokan Farewell by Jay Ungar, and the theme from Pirates of the Caribbean by Klaus Badelt at The 2025 Prince William Community Band Festival. #QuinWinds #PrinceWilliam #CommunityBand #PWCBF2025 #PWCBF #PWCB #Band #Manassas #Virginia #Music
    The Quin Winds performed Blazing Saddles by John Morris & Mel Brooks, What a Wonderful World by Bob Thiele & George David Weis, Ashokan Farewell by Jay Ungar, and the theme from Pirates of the Caribbean by Klaus Badelt at The 2025 Prince William Community Band Festival. #QuinWinds #PrinceWilliam #CommunityBand #PWCBF2025 #PWCBF #PWCB #Band #Manassas #Virginia #Music
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  • In the south, the proliferation of June bugs (also known as “love bugs”) during the summer has always been a cause of consternation. But over the past several years, there has arisen something far more bothersome in June than insects on a windshield.

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    In the south, the proliferation of June bugs (also known as “love bugs”) during the summer has always been a cause of consternation. But over the past several years, there has arisen something far more bothersome in June than insects on a windshield. https://open.substack.com/pub/curetsky/p/its-junewatch-where-you-step-ad5?r=xb9l8&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web&showWelcomeOnShare=false
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  • Pentecost: A Spiritual Significance
    https://johnhouk.substack.com/p/pentecost-a-spiritual-significance

    SUMMARY: I was preparing a Pentecost Sunday (6/8/25) post when I heard my wife weeping in pain…. 50-pounds slipped from her hands landing on the big toes of both her feet… SO…I did not post on Pentecost Sunday. … For Christians Pentecost signifies fifty days after the Resurrection (Easter) of the Lord Jesus Christ. … The insight I gleaned from reading Tertin has to do with the Presence of God that is symbolized in “Wind” and “Fire”. …KNOW THE PENTECOST PRESENCE OF GOD!
    #WindFirePRESENCE #Pentecost
    Pentecost: A Spiritual Significance https://johnhouk.substack.com/p/pentecost-a-spiritual-significance SUMMARY: I was preparing a Pentecost Sunday (6/8/25) post when I heard my wife weeping in pain…. 50-pounds slipped from her hands landing on the big toes of both her feet… SO…I did not post on Pentecost Sunday. … For Christians Pentecost signifies fifty days after the Resurrection (Easter) of the Lord Jesus Christ. … The insight I gleaned from reading Tertin has to do with the Presence of God that is symbolized in “Wind” and “Fire”. …KNOW THE PENTECOST PRESENCE OF GOD! #WindFirePRESENCE #Pentecost
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  • Anyone know of some good attorneys;

    https://firerebuild.com/palisades-fire-weather-report-and-analysis/#h-interactive-wind-speed-and-gust-map
    Anyone know of some good attorneys; https://firerebuild.com/palisades-fire-weather-report-and-analysis/#h-interactive-wind-speed-and-gust-map
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  • Now hear this - OLD Tube TV

    Back in the day, I’ll never forget the day my parents announced that we were getting a TV. There it came, a 1957 DuMont black and White TV in this big console beautiful white ash lacquered oil rubbed cabinet. Marvelous, it was heavy, took two delivery drivers and dad’s help to squeeze it through the front door. Finally given the place of honor in the front room underneath the front window facing the street. You know what was fabulous about those first TVs. They had speakers, 10 inch deep Bass speakers and you could hear them. If you peered closely through the grill cloth you could see it. A real 10 inch deep bass speaker. Today’s TV’s You can’t even find the speakers, DONT LISTEN to your wife, you don’t need hearing aids and there is not one dam thing wrong with your hearing and you don’t need to have your hearing checked for $8000 hearing sides. It’s a scam.
    Now hear this - OLD Tube TV Back in the day, I’ll never forget the day my parents announced that we were getting a TV. There it came, a 1957 DuMont black and White TV in this big console beautiful white ash lacquered oil rubbed cabinet. Marvelous, it was heavy, took two delivery drivers and dad’s help to squeeze it through the front door. Finally given the place of honor in the front room underneath the front window facing the street. You know what was fabulous about those first TVs. They had speakers, 10 inch deep Bass speakers and you could hear them. If you peered closely through the grill cloth you could see it. A real 10 inch deep bass speaker. Today’s TV’s You can’t even find the speakers, DONT LISTEN to your wife, you don’t need hearing aids and there is not one dam thing wrong with your hearing and you don’t need to have your hearing checked for $8000 hearing sides. It’s a scam.
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  • FREE - 72-Hour Viewing Window - Divine Science

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  • 2 Samuel Chapter 6


    Again, David gathered together all the chosen men of Israel, thirty thousand.

    2 And David arose, and went with all the people that were with him from Baale of Judah, to bring up from thence the ark of God, whose name is called by the name of the LORD of hosts that dwelleth between the cherubims.

    3 And they set the ark of God upon a new cart, and brought it out of the house of Abinadab that was in Gibeah: and Uzzah and Ahio, the sons of Abinadab, drave the new cart.

    4 And they brought it out of the house of Abinadab which was at Gibeah, accompanying the ark of God: and Ahio went before the ark.

    5 And David and all the house of Israel played before the LORD on all manner of instruments made of fir wood, even on harps, and on psalteries, and on timbrels, and on cornets, and on cymbals.

    6 And when they came to Nachon's threshingfloor, Uzzah put forth his hand to the ark of God, and took hold of it; for the oxen shook it.

    7 And the anger of the LORD was kindled against Uzzah; and God smote him there for his error; and there he died by the ark of God.

    8 And David was displeased, because the LORD had made a breach upon Uzzah: and he called the name of the place Perezuzzah to this day.

    9 And David was afraid of the LORD that day, and said, How shall the ark of the LORD come to me?

    10 So David would not remove the ark of the LORD unto him into the city of David: but David carried it aside into the house of Obededom the Gittite.

    11 And the ark of the LORD continued in the house of Obededom the Gittite three months: and the LORD blessed Obededom, and all his household.

    12 And it was told king David, saying, The LORD hath blessed the house of Obededom, and all that pertaineth unto him, because of the ark of God. So David went and brought up the ark of God from the house of Obededom into the city of David with gladness.

    13 And it was so, that when they that bare the ark of the LORD had gone six paces, he sacrificed oxen and fatlings.

    14 And David danced before the LORD with all his might; and David was girded with a linen ephod.

    15 So David and all the house of Israel brought up the ark of the LORD with shouting, and with the sound of the trumpet.

    16 And as the ark of the LORD came into the city of David, Michal Saul's daughter looked through a window, and saw king David leaping and dancing before the LORD; and she despised him in her heart.

    17 And they brought in the ark of the LORD, and set it in his place, in the midst of the tabernacle that David had pitched for it: and David offered burnt offerings and peace offerings before the LORD.

    18 And as soon as David had made an end of offering burnt offerings and peace offerings, he blessed the people in the name of the LORD of hosts.

    19 And he dealt among all the people, even among the whole multitude of Israel, as well to the women as men, to every one a cake of bread, and a good piece of flesh, and a flagon of wine. So all the people departed every one to his house.

    20 Then David returned to bless his household. And Michal the daughter of Saul came out to meet David, and said, How glorious was the king of Israel to day, who uncovered himself to day in the eyes of the handmaids of his servants, as one of the vain fellows shamelessly uncovereth himself!

    21 And David said unto Michal, It was before the LORD, which chose me before thy father, and before all his house, to appoint me ruler over the people of the LORD, over Israel: therefore will I play before the LORD.

    22 And I will yet be more vile than thus, and will be base in mine own sight: and of the maidservants which thou hast spoken of, of them shall I be had in honour.

    23 Therefore Michal the daughter of Saul had no child unto the day of her death.
    2 Samuel Chapter 6 Again, David gathered together all the chosen men of Israel, thirty thousand. 2 And David arose, and went with all the people that were with him from Baale of Judah, to bring up from thence the ark of God, whose name is called by the name of the LORD of hosts that dwelleth between the cherubims. 3 And they set the ark of God upon a new cart, and brought it out of the house of Abinadab that was in Gibeah: and Uzzah and Ahio, the sons of Abinadab, drave the new cart. 4 And they brought it out of the house of Abinadab which was at Gibeah, accompanying the ark of God: and Ahio went before the ark. 5 And David and all the house of Israel played before the LORD on all manner of instruments made of fir wood, even on harps, and on psalteries, and on timbrels, and on cornets, and on cymbals. 6 And when they came to Nachon's threshingfloor, Uzzah put forth his hand to the ark of God, and took hold of it; for the oxen shook it. 7 And the anger of the LORD was kindled against Uzzah; and God smote him there for his error; and there he died by the ark of God. 8 And David was displeased, because the LORD had made a breach upon Uzzah: and he called the name of the place Perezuzzah to this day. 9 And David was afraid of the LORD that day, and said, How shall the ark of the LORD come to me? 10 So David would not remove the ark of the LORD unto him into the city of David: but David carried it aside into the house of Obededom the Gittite. 11 And the ark of the LORD continued in the house of Obededom the Gittite three months: and the LORD blessed Obededom, and all his household. 12 And it was told king David, saying, The LORD hath blessed the house of Obededom, and all that pertaineth unto him, because of the ark of God. So David went and brought up the ark of God from the house of Obededom into the city of David with gladness. 13 And it was so, that when they that bare the ark of the LORD had gone six paces, he sacrificed oxen and fatlings. 14 And David danced before the LORD with all his might; and David was girded with a linen ephod. 15 So David and all the house of Israel brought up the ark of the LORD with shouting, and with the sound of the trumpet. 16 And as the ark of the LORD came into the city of David, Michal Saul's daughter looked through a window, and saw king David leaping and dancing before the LORD; and she despised him in her heart. 17 And they brought in the ark of the LORD, and set it in his place, in the midst of the tabernacle that David had pitched for it: and David offered burnt offerings and peace offerings before the LORD. 18 And as soon as David had made an end of offering burnt offerings and peace offerings, he blessed the people in the name of the LORD of hosts. 19 And he dealt among all the people, even among the whole multitude of Israel, as well to the women as men, to every one a cake of bread, and a good piece of flesh, and a flagon of wine. So all the people departed every one to his house. 20 Then David returned to bless his household. And Michal the daughter of Saul came out to meet David, and said, How glorious was the king of Israel to day, who uncovered himself to day in the eyes of the handmaids of his servants, as one of the vain fellows shamelessly uncovereth himself! 21 And David said unto Michal, It was before the LORD, which chose me before thy father, and before all his house, to appoint me ruler over the people of the LORD, over Israel: therefore will I play before the LORD. 22 And I will yet be more vile than thus, and will be base in mine own sight: and of the maidservants which thou hast spoken of, of them shall I be had in honour. 23 Therefore Michal the daughter of Saul had no child unto the day of her death.
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