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Graymalkin 2012

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A Search Within a Search (the mousetrap)

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Search Results: When we first start facing truth , the process may be frightening, and many ... only see before them, being prevented by the chains from turning round their heads . ... And suppose further that the prison had an echo which came from the other side, ... towards more real existence, he has a clearer vision , -what will be his reply? William Branham came to know the Lord and was filled with the Holy Spirit in 1931. ... see a vision of it - the things actually enacted before his open eyes (Joel 2 :28). .... angle "like unto the Son of Man , His head and His hairs were white like wool,  ... Yet he didn't feel any closer to the Truth . The turning point came when he almost died of hunger. ... Some stood on their head . ... Siddhartha remembered meditating under the rose-apple tree when he was a child . ... he hoped to lure Siddhartha into having selfish thoughts by sending visions of his very beautiful daughters. In these visions , the fo...

The Ransomed Warrior

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In the beginning there was the Word.  It’s hard to explain because the word—           in the beginning— Wasn’t so much a subject and a predicate  As it was a message.  It was a complete idea given to us by the Creator Because He loved us dearly.  Some explain it like this: "Back then, we dwelt in the dirt  And picked the fleas from our skin,  And occasionally our eyes looked up at the sky  Not in wonder, but more because  We sensed a change in the weather.  He spoke to us even then and  Conveyed the message even as  We combed through the hair of the one  Closest to us while searching for fleas  And crushing them between our nails.  The message was very much like a radio signal,  Pressed to our flesh.  For the most part  We didn’t hear it, and if we did,  We didn’t know what it was, so we ignored it.  Eventually—was it decades, centuries, millennia?— One of us finally ...