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  • Do you believe Jesus? – I doubt it.

    Do you believe Jesus? – I doubt it.

    Do you despise God?  Do you always believe Jesus? I doubt it? 

    Numbers 14:11 And the Lord said to Moses, “How long will this people despise me? And how long will they not believe in me, in spite of all the signs that I have done among them? (ESV)

    Spurgeon asks: Do you add weight to Jesus’ crown of thorns?

    I probably do all too often. (Forgive us, Lord.)

    What more convicting words do we hear than some from God through Moses, the Prophets, the letter writers of the New Testament and especially Jesus:

    O you of little faith…

    Oh, foolish Galatians…

    You who are so slow to believe…

    Of course you doubt your Bible. You probably need to read your Bible more and pray about what you have read. I do.

    Charles Spurgeon’s daily devotional ‘Morning and Evening’ urged faithful followers to do just that.

    My thanks to Truth For Life and the broadcast ministry of Alistair Begg for use of Spurgeon’s devotional message to help me talk of Jesus this morning.

  • Cortland Ohio

    Cortland Ohio

    This is my Grandpa Harned (Al to everyone) at the 1959 Cortland Street Fair.  He moved to Cortland from Conneaut Lake PA.  He was born August 2, 1903, as I recall, was married to my Grandma Gen until her death, & lived to age 93. They are buried in the cemetery by Mosquito Lake at the foot of W. Main St. This is how I remembered him as a kid (going on 9).  My birthday is August 21.  I am 63 today.

    Grandpa Al was Mayor of Cortland Village & superintendent of Richard’s Milling [W. Main @ Mecca St.], and later owned the Atlantic station @SR5 &SR46. (Dad, Bob, & Ornetta all graduated from Cortland HS [Park Ave. @ Pearl St.], where I attended Cortland Elementary & junior high through 7th grade.

    CORTLAND OHIO 44410, where I grew up, didn’t have ZIP codes then. The first phone number I remember is NEStor 72722. (We dialed 637 for the NES before push button phones.) We shared a party line with my Uncle Bob (who still lives on SR 46 near SR 305.)

    Now I can hardly remember my cell number or anyone else’s. I just tell my phone, “Call Dad.”

    I grew up on E. Main St @ Willow, just down the street from my grandfather’s little 2 acre farm in the village where my Dad grew up [@ Stahl] & my Grandma Gen had the last horses & ponies in Cortland, which pulled floats in the Cortland Street Fair parade every year.

    We attended Cortland Methodist Church every week. I practically grew up on skates at Cortland Roller Rink [S. High] when my dad managed it & mom sometimes played the organ (before 45rpm records & D.J.’s changed the landscape of America).

    I took organ lessons from Wilhemena Viets on N. High St. [now Viets Library]. Dad & Bob built some of the houses in Cortland & part of the Sparkle Market on S High over an old movie theater. Dad was also Cortland Volunteer Fire Department Chief & later Lakeview High School Board President. [Bill Harned is still an active resident of Bazetta Township & God willing will turn 90, September 15, 2013.]

    After I left Cortland, my mom, Marie [d.2007] took up her saxophone again to play in the Cortland Community Band, in which my wife Becky [d.1999] had played bass drum & I was the first director.  Becky was first physical therapist at Lakeview and was instrumental in early accessibility for Trumbull County’s physically handicapped students, including the handicapped playground at the then-new Lakeview Middle School & a wheelchair sports program at Lakeview HS.

    The Cortland Community Band will perform a 30th anniversary concert on Sunday, November 3, 2013,  3:00 p.m., at Lakeview High School Auditorium.

  • Nostalgia

    Nostalgia

    Do you remember this?  I had a little record player with a lid for my 45’s.  I loved to listen to music when I was growing up.

    My parents gave me a record player for 33 1/3 albums for my 16th birthday (1966).  I still have some of the old 45’s, albums and a box set of classical music I used to listen to as I went to sleep.

    Like many young men and women I wrote various journals (diaries), poetry, and essays of things on my mind. As a music lover I also wrote lyrics and composed and arranged music as well.

    Most of the old letters, journals and writing is long past pitched in the trash.  Some arrangements and writing remain in my files as nostalgia for occasional memory of days past or as orphaned children never seen or heard by the audience for which they were created.

    My favorite orphaned instrumental work is an orchestration of “Piano Concerto in F for Piano and Orchestra” for symphonic band.  I could not convince my few friends directing bands with the ability level for the technique this work requires to give it a listen.  The only time I heard it in part was in draft stage by the Gainesville High School Band, but its director at the time was dying of cancer.  Another favorite is an orchestration for symphonic band of the Widor Organ Toccata.

    My favorite orphaned lyric of my own is “Pray,” set to Erik Satie Gymnopedie No. 2, I first heard performed by Blood, Sweat, & Tears.  (Yes, I think I still have the album & a disconnected turntable backed away in boxes.)

    The opening lyric is:

    “Help me when I don’t know what to do…  Pray.

    My favorite orphaned poem was “The Little Orange Man,” written about the AAA crossing guard.

    “On a corner in Canton stands a little orange man,

    With a little orange cap and a little orange vest…”

    I don’t remember the rest.  This orphan is lost.

    I write many short essays, commentaries and especially witness of Biblical exposition, most which receives little notice.  Earlier this year I wrote and read a serial short story of 14 episodes that I have had in mind for a serial post on my blog. (Stay tuned. It’s titled: A Picture of Heaven.)

    I have not written anything of the magnitude of my current book manuscript.  God planted a story in my heart last year which must be retold. God willing, you will hear much more about it in 2014.

    It seems that authors need a platform for marketing our books… therefore; this site of witness for Christ Jesus came about in the form of http://talkofJesus.com for a voice from the pew.

    As part of my witness for Jesus Christ as our Lord and Savior, I include my personal blog with occasional thoughts; but it’s not about me, it’s about Jesus.  Look for most of my writing outside of my personal blog.

    May the Lord bless you as a reader and follower. I embrace your comments and posts.  Pray also for me, especially for the salvation and return to Christ by many of my own beloved family.

    Roger Harned, a voice from the pew