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Martin Wiles: The Search for Guilt

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Why searching for snakes as a teenager intrigued me, I’m not sure. Perhaps I wanted to brag to my peers about my dangerous missions. Acceptance, you know. That thing we all look for from the earliest of ages. I certainly didn’t want to find a poisonous snake. I was actually…

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Martin Wiles: Perspectives on Possessions

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I couldn’t help but wonder what George Vanderbilt thought about Jesus’ warning against storing up wealth on earth. But then again, did Jesus really say it was a sin to do so? Perhaps His warning was only against the dangers of what wealth can do to our focus.

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Martin Wiles: Friends

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  You walked into my life— An angel of mercy, A guardian of light For a darkened soul. You took my hand And led me into joy. You lifted my heart To an enduring height. The plain upon which we walk Is not lightly traversed— Only few find its treasure, But we travel undaunted. Now we two are one, Entwined in mangled cords, A bond formed with love That time cannot concede. As the wind is free, But bound among … Continue reading →

Martin Wiles: Who’s Telling Whom?

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Repeat them again and again to your children. Talk about them when you are at home and when you are on the road, when you are going to bed and when you are getting up. ~Deuteronomy 6:7 NLT I listened to the stories for hours. I don’t know whether I was an abnormal kid or not, but I loved to sit with my grandparents and listen to them tell stories. My granddaddy’s favorite was how he had to quit school … Continue reading →

Martin Wiles: Food and Friends

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Give us each day our daily bread. ~Luke 11:3 NIV She sliced the cake…and strangers became friends. I don’t mean to brag on my wife’s cooking—well, actually I do—but she is a marvelous cook. One of her specialties is peanut butter cake, and my mom wanted one for her birthday, which we planned to celebrate at a well-liked local restaurant. My wife called ahead and made reservations. Eleven of us gathered at the tables they pushed together for our group … Continue reading →