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Deepak Chopra

God

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  • Steven Halimciteerde uit7 jaar geleden
    never question God, or you will be made to answer. Others took the opposite moral: keep faith with God, and he will reward you with glory and splendor.
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    “The world ends at the city walls, where the demons are locked out.”
  • b3177511436citeerde uit6 jaar geleden
    Like a car with two steering wheels, the world has been guided by two forces, the spiritual and the secular, that fight for control
  • Steven Halimciteerde uit7 jaar geleden
    had forgotten the most important thing. God blesses his people.
  • Steven Halimciteerde uit7 jaar geleden
    First, you three. You are wrong because you blame Job, and yet when he challenged you to find fault with him, you couldn’t. That didn’t stop you from judging him anyway. You see sin in his heart but none in your own, which makes you hypocrites.
  • Steven Halimciteerde uit7 jaar geleden
    Job had always kept that in mind. He didn’t feel that he had sinned, but God looks into the deepest recesses of the heart. Being doubly careful, Job had even sanctified his sons’ houses with offerings, just in case they had harbored evil thoughts.
  • Steven Halimciteerde uit7 jaar geleden
    a boy, what is his father? God in the flesh. This is righteous. It is the law that fathers rule as God, and my father wanted to protect me.
  • Courtney Banksciteerde uit8 jaar geleden
    Why was he acting this way? There was no chance that the boy would cry. The blow was unfair. A pride known to small children rose in him. He had been insulted, and insults deserve contempt, not tears.
  • Courtney Banksciteerde uit8 jaar geleden
    “The world ends here,” his father grunted. He suspended his brawny arm over Job’s face. “Don’t ever forget my fist.”
  • Courtney Banksciteerde uit8 jaar geleden
    But his father still loomed. “One last time, boy. Where does the world end?”
    Now the boy was tongue-tied with bewilderment. He lowered his eyes. Suddenly, he was struck a hard blow on the side of his head, hard enough to hurl him flat on the ground, where he lay, very still. When he stopped seeing stars, Job stared at his father, who was bending over him, examining him the way you examine a wounded goat for maggots.
    “The world ends here,” his
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