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Thanks to God for a new house for our family. Soli Deo Gloria!

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“But as for me, the nearness of God is my good; I have made the Lord GOD my refuge, That I may tell of all Your works” (Psalm 73:28). Speaking God’s Works is a prominent theme in the Songs of Israel.  I’d like to ask you to glorify our God for doing wonderful works in a tangible way by providing a house for our family.  Front Porch Thankful for believing, praying, women in my life. I’ll be honest, I have not been praying very believingly about a new house until recently.  But my mom has been praying for years, and my wife has been praying for years, and my daughters have been praying for at least a year that the Lord would provide a house for our family. When my mom recounted to me the different amenities she was praying for, I tried to stop her.  “Mom, we are in NYC.  We don’t need to think about purchasing a home.  And especially one like you are asking for.  That is for people who live in suburbia.  God has called us to pastor here and it is too expensive to ev

Ask Your Heavenly Father

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I learn so much from my children; patience, endurance, self-control, cartoons, science facts, the list could go on and on.   But there is another stream of lessons that I enjoy even more.   These lessons spring from the mirror of correspondence between my relationship with my children and my relationship with my heavenly Father.   These lessons humble me almost daily. Let me share one simple lesson with you.   Asher is three and everything is a race to him.   “Race you to the door.   Race you to the car.   Race you to the table, ha-ha, I win!”   Asher is teaching both me and our neighbors in our apartment building patience by his love of racing.   You see, he is not yet a good loser or a good winner.   So even if it is a small race, there may be a noisy melt-down if he loses to me or to one of his sisters.   Our sixth floor hallway is often echoing with the screams of a losing racer because he is emotionally involved in every race as if it were his last.   And yet his three yea