Salvation
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This is the side of the Salvation Army church in Grenfell looking up to the main street… I went on a trip down memory lane with Penny today visiting Grenfell… this church was special as my parents were the ministers there for 2 years (so I was there every Sunday for those years)
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Just saw this image in St Edward Church in ‘Stow in the Wold’ in the Cotswolds. The Bible passage was open at Psalm 69. The reading starts: / “Save me, O God, for the waters have come up to my neck. I sink in the miry depths, where there is no foothold. I have come into the deep waters; the floods engulf me. I am worn out calling for help; my throat is parched. My eyes fail, looking for my God. Those who hate me without reason outnumber the hairs of my head; many are my enemies without cause, those who seek to destroy me. I am forced to restore what I did not steal.” (and so it continues) I felt it apt that the Bible was overlooked by the roll of honour of those who had suffered before, with the cross of Jesus central to the scene. It just goes to show that when you are up to your neck, raise your head to the Cross and call out. Reach out, and you will be saved. It doesn’t matter how much of a pickle you’re in, it’s never too late.
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This one is for my dad, who wont ever actually get to see this! Good news for beautiful people / Watching the world go by / Make love in the middle of a warzone / Hey – ya never gonna die Don’t rock the boat – keep your head down / Just another fool in the crowd / Everybody knows – you can be a winner / C’mon – shout it out loud On the fat of the land I been living / Now it’s only a matter of time / Sooner or later – you open your eyes / And return to the scene of the crime Dig deep at the top of the heap / Now you’ve bitten off the hand that feeds you / You got nothin’ but your soul to sell / You got nothin’ When the river runs dry / You will return to the scene of the crime / When the river runs dry / Salvation will rain on you one last time / When the river runs dry You got the power I got the money / Another million miles to run / I’d cry – cry for the future / But I wouldn’t get anything done / Relax – abandon ship / Turn your back on Mother Nature / Blind luck – destiny – do me a favour When the river runs dry / You will return to the scene of the crime / When the river runs dry / Salvation will rain on you one more time / When the river runs.. dry
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This is a picture of a falling down roundhouse near Crestline, Ohio. Unfortunately, all efforts to save this historic structure eventually failed. It was torn down a little over a year ago. I like t how the light is filtering in through the windows.
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These scriptures are what I call my salvation scriptures. In 1998, my life was a mess. I was deep in the flesh, a heavy drinker and drug user. Because of an argument with my girlfriend at the time, I was arrested and found myself in jail. Because someone else had used my identity, and they did not believe me, I was held for 13 days because of something I had not done. My mom was heavy into church at the time, having been saved just a year or two herself, and she would always preach to me, something I did not want to hear. Easter came, and I was still locked up. I was worried about everything. I was going to lose my job, my trailer, everything I had because I could not get out as I did not have the money. An evangelist came, and preached to us. He gave me a new testament that was aptly called “Free on the Inside”. I figured, what do I have to lose? I’ll read it, I have nothing else to do. Well, I came across the scriptures Matthew 6:24-34, and they jumped off of the page!! It was an asnwer to all of my worries. I was crying, and I prayed to Jesus that if He was real, He would stand on the promises of those scriptures, and get me out. In return, I would turn myself over to Him. 2 days later I was released, on March 27. (Ironically, in another way God spoke to me, this is the same day 2 years later my father died). / I committed myself to Christ, got clean, and changed my life around. / It was a strugglle, and still is sometimes, but now when I am at my lowest, I cling to these scriptures, as God has proven them to me over and over again. All proceeds from sales of this work will be donated to benefit the Philadelphia Mission which works with starving children in Africa. Please visit their website Philadelphia Mission and donate if the Lord leads you.
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My wife and I were walking around the shops that paint the townscape of Fredericksburg, Texas when I noticed the Light penetrating the store. It demonstrates the life the Light provides.
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My home Church – www.c3kw.com.au
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digital u.v. and kyoto colour.taken on holga with 120 film.vivian stret salvation army ,inverell.double exposure
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There once was a mound of vines and ivy… for decades many had marveled at its origins… they would oft times ponder and pontificate… over their varied and sundry theories… as to the significance of its both scope and form… Nay did they realize… the valuable treasure deep beneath… the spindly-brown-threaded clutches of overgrowth… Nor did they even see the secret dark cell below it all… of bricks deceptively placed over many, many years… by others… and then by me… hardened in a furnace of lies… and tempered by continual loneliness… each and every brick painfully sealed… with the terrible mortar of endless hurts inflicted… I did blindly sit in mine incarceration… accepting it under religious mandate… until one fine day… in the pitch of bleakness… there was the ever faintest of scratching sounds… as if the fluttering wings of some tiny golden fairy seeking to find me… from deep inside the layers, and layers of walls… covering my frozen soul… there was a cracking I felt… and even heard in the depths of my broken being… each day it grew louder till crying was heard both inside and outside the walls… brick by wretched brick… vine by clinging vine… till one perfect day a glimmer… and one shimmering beam of hope pierced the darkness… shattering my once-accepted fate… then I heard her voice… for days upon days… and nights upon nights… she talked to me through that ever-growing portal of hope… and on one early frosty morn… I found my illusive smile again… then the growing glow of joy overwhelmed me… and this radiant hope over took my calloused soul… for found I hope within the knowing… that this sentence shall soon be exonerated… for Love Broke Through… and Love shall soon set us free!
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The main entrance to the Makawao Union Church, Makawao, HI. / Built in 1916 Canon EOS 450D / Shutter Speed – 1/60 sec / Aperture – F/9 / Focal Length – 25mm / Editing – Shadow/Highlight for the “HDResque” style, Level Adjust, Contrast Adjust, Hue/Saturation(to mute all but the Blues). Editing done w/ Photoshop CS3
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Taken in Venice this year. While it would have been nice to get a shot of the cathedral not shrouded in scaffolding I kind of like the imagery I got with this shot.
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Beautiful sunset reminds us from where our strength comes.
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I am the paper and He applies the tape. FEATURED /
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See this version of the image for further description: My Daily Regret, Yet He Remains. FEATURED /
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Some of the new shoots appearing after bushfires, Carnarvon National Park, Salvator Rosa section, central Queensland.
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6 year old Tim in Salvator Rosa – this little guy is one amazing hiker and can go up rock walls like a goat!
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