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Dark and cold we may be, but this...
Dark and cold we may be, but this
Is no winter now. The frozen misery
Of centuries breaks, cracks, begins to move,
The thunder is the thunder of the floes,
The thaw, the flood, the upstart Spring.
Thank God our time is now when wrong
Comes up to face us everywhere,
Never to leave us till we take
The longest stride of soul men ever took.
Affairs are now soul size.
The enterprise
Is exploration into God.
From A Sleep of Prisoners by Christopher Fry. Copyright © 1951, 1979 by Christopher Fry. Reprinted by permission of Oxford University Press, Inc.
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July 2, 1990 issue
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Expanding horizons or the same old rut?
Virginia Guffin
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Why Christian healing?
Elise M. Lunas
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Healing through understanding the Lord's Prayer
Channing Walker
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Cause for rejoicing
Patricia S. Kelson
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What is real identity?
Lesley E. Gort
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Full circle
Madora Holt
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Where do you stand? Will you join the revolution?
Allison W. Phinney, Jr.
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Dark and cold we may be, but this...
Christopher Fry
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True independence
Ann Kenrick
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The importance of being you
Suesan K. C. Oyer
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A Friend of mine and I attended a wedding together on...
Peggy Eloise Burke
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Twenty years ago I was assigned to serve in a sensitive military...
Ray Carlson with contributions from Ruth B. Carlson
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The Bible says, "The hearing ear, and the seeing eye, the...
Fay Enid Gerber
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I wish to express gratitude for all the marvelous experiences...
Stephen Thomas Gray