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Sunday, 8 February 2026
Friday, 6 February 2026
Thursday, 5 February 2026
Saint John the Baptist - A Voice Crying Out In the Desert

Title: Saint John the Baptist - A Voice Crying Out In the Desert
Author and Illustrator: Ezekiel Saucedo
Rating: ★★★★☆
Age Category: Children's Books
Back Cover Synopsis:
Out of the desert God called a man to pave the way for the coming of Jesus -
- a courageous man who would stand up to the leaders of his day;
- a humble man who recognized that he was not to be the star of salvation history;
- a wild man who ate . . . grasshoppers and honey!?
Follow John as he escapes a massacre with his parents, brings God's message of repentance to the people, and pays the ultimate price for speaking God's truth. Read and discover the heroic holiness of Saint John the Baptist - a man Jesus himself described as one of the greatest men ever born.
Tuesday, 3 February 2026
Sonnet 41 by William Shakespeare
Sonnet 41
by William Shakespeare
Those petty wrongs that liberty commits,
When I am sometime absent from thy heart,
Thy beauty and thy years full well befits,
For still temptation follows where thou art.
Gentle thou art and therefore to be won,
Beauteous thou art, therefore to be assailed;
And when a woman woos, what woman's son
Will sourly leave her till she have prevailed?
Ay me! but yet thou mightest my seat forbear,
And chide try beauty and thy straying youth,
Who lead thee in their riot even there
Where thou art forced to break a twofold truth,
Hers by thy beauty tempting her to thee,
Thine, by thy beauty being false to me.
When I am sometime absent from thy heart,
Thy beauty and thy years full well befits,
For still temptation follows where thou art.
Gentle thou art and therefore to be won,
Beauteous thou art, therefore to be assailed;
And when a woman woos, what woman's son
Will sourly leave her till she have prevailed?
Ay me! but yet thou mightest my seat forbear,
And chide try beauty and thy straying youth,
Who lead thee in their riot even there
Where thou art forced to break a twofold truth,
Hers by thy beauty tempting her to thee,
Thine, by thy beauty being false to me.
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