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On this my fifty-third birthday…

June 30, 2006

I want to thank each of you for reading my journal entries. It is a blessing to know that I have praying friends who care for me and uphold me in prayer. The medium of email allows us to keep in closer touch than at any point in past history; it opens the door to more intimate communication than our ancestors could have imagined.

I hope that this note finds each of you growing closer to Christ in your daily walk. I’ve been reading the life of Solomon lately and am always saddened as I think about how his life ended. However, his life is definitely a warning to each of us. Paul’s words in 1Corinthians 10:12 ring in my mind Wherefore let him that thinketh he standeth take heed lest he fall. When I begin to think that I’m OK, it is then that I’m most vulnerable. My gaze must always be trained on Christ my example.

I talked with Juliana (in Brazil) yesterday. She invited my family and me to her graduation and the preceding banquet this coming December. She is the young lady, or one of them, who has had a tremendously difficult background and is near completion of her Bible College degree. She asked for prayer as she seeks God’s direction for her future. I would ask you to join me in that prayer request. She has great potential in God’s service, as we all do. Pray that she too keeps her gaze fixed on the Savior.

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  1. 53 years old!!! boy are you getting old. Happy Birthday.

    Jeff & Rose Turner

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