Friday, May 26, 2017


There is a story that Alexander the Great once sent to a certain province a beautiful maiden whose breath was like the perfume of richest flowers.

All her life, however, she had lived amid poison, inhaling it until her body was full of poison.

Flowers presented to her withered on her breast, and if she breathed on a bird it fell dead.

The legend embodies the truth that there are lives in whose presence nothing pure or beautiful can thrive, and whose moral breath is corruption & death.

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2 Cor 6:14 (TLB): “Don’t be teamed with those who do not love the Lord, for what do the people of God have in common with the people of sin? How can light live with darkness?”

“Sin is the act of the will, and is only possible when the will yields to some unholy influence.” -  F.B. Meyer.

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