WHO SAID THE IMPOSSIBLE IS IMPOSSIBLE?

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Rev. Vivian Symons, a young English minister looked at his world after World War II as a challenge rather than an a series of impossibilities. There was a shortage of everything so…

So, because he wanted to build a new church and new materials were a problem he took the dilemma, cranked up his imagination and energy and found nothing can stop one if one does not want to be stopped.

He received permission to take an old no longer used church in ill repair and literally falling down around itself and began to move it…stone by stone by stone.

He did this virtually all by himself.125,000 bricks, 400 tons of stone, 70,000 tiles, two and a half tons of lead and a huge amount of rubble for the foundation.

He sometimes would stop a moment and wonder if perhaps he were just a little out of his mind…
But then he would grin and pray and go back for another load.

He mashed his fingers. He skinned his knees. He pulled muscles he hadn’t even known he had.
“But what satisfaction in the suffering,” he would say to himself.


His will was stronger than his won’t and he was a great mathematician because when he would grow weary he would say to himself, “One more load. I can certainly move one more load. Thank you God, I can count.”

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Luke 21:19 NKJV) "By your patience possess your souls.”
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A New Series on PAIN AND PROBLEMS

began on his other blog “Wyrick’s Writings”

and will continue until finished.

Then a new Series on PRAYER will begin..

To read these and a variety of topics

CLICK ON THE FOLLOWING URL below

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Below is a quote from the serialization of my novel RUST ON MY SOUL. (Go to Wyrick’s Writings to start reading it.)

It wasn’t a dream. Connie did come home yesterday. And now the restoration of a family must begin.

Somehow I must find the right words at the right time and forget the reruns in the movie house of my mind.

“I hate you, dad!”  
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