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Glad to meet you. Born an Australian in the little country town of Gayndah in Queensland, I reckon there's a bit of country left in me. My granddad got my father a job in the bigger town of Rockhampton, so we moved there when I was three. That's
"There is none who does good, no, not one!" Romans 3:12 Therefore it is impossible to be good., Even if we attempt to be good, God says that "all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags". We are all sinners, all incapable of meeting God's demand for perfection. As He is perfect, so we too must be perfect to be accepted by Him...
Looking for a place that's hard to get to, rattles the doors loose on your car, where you become a fly magnet and the heat is unbearable? Then head to central Australia. We recently travelled to Innaminka, north eastern South Australia. Official population, 3. There you'll come across a clump of buildings sitting on a small ...
"Barn door" Henry and Booming Ben These brothers're what you'd call, ample men. Broad and bulky with capacious ass, They both fit into the colossal class. Comprehensive, considerable and copious too, Enormous heft horned into king-size shoe. Yet these extensive giants are hearty boys, With jumbo humour and voluminous noise. ...
Past one o'clock crept into bed, An hour too late for sure. Some extra sleep? I could've had A wink or two or more. Up, alarm calls. Feet to the floor, Stagger for the bathroom. Mirror conveys a fearful mess, Drab eyes and hair of broom. Strong coffee begs from empty pit, Other cure is there none. Boil quickly now, enticing ...
My first car was a Volkswagen. It was a 1965 Beetle 1300. It rattled. The brakes were awful. It couldn't pull the skin off a custard. Oil marked the driveway where it had been. The lights were as dim as birthday candles. But it was mine. When I went looking for the car, my father came with me. We first spotted a Type 3, know...
If Heaven is not a real place, then what a miserable prospect we have for this life! We struggle, we suffer, we endure indignity and embarrassment at the hands of others and our own faults. This life is simply a wilderness journey that we pass though on our way to our eternal home. We're born, we grow up, living in difficult...
Let's get one thing straight from the get go. I'm not an expert in any way when it comes to languages. Skills extend to above average English, a smattering of words in German and French, a word here and there of Mandarin and Vietnamese. (I took Mandarin classes for a few months. What a diabolical language!) I even studied Bi...
Debt has a bad name. Those who use debt to buy goods that decrease in value, will find the debt becomes a burden and a harsh master. This is too much debt. However, debt is not necessarily a bad thing. Debt, if used wisely can bring about achievements that would otherswise be impossible. For example, how many of us could liv...
I once declared, that four-wheel drives shouldn't be allowed on the road. I said they were dangerous. I said that they were only owned by people who had more money than sense! Somewhat to my embarrassment, I'm now the happy owner of a 2006 Nissan Navara ST-X diesel automatic, dual-cab. Here's how it happened . . . While trav...
Why? Simply, for his own good pleasure and as part of his eternal purpose. Mary was a young woman like thousands of other women in Israel. Yet got God chose Mary not from thousands, but from only a handful in an "unimportant" village named Nazareth. There was nothing exceptional in Mary that God saw as more virtuous than oth...
Miles Togo
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