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In the clearing of
man's decay,
The Son
found me on that fateful day.
A child,
lost, no chance to grow;
Struck
down by God's jealous evil foe.
Dead in
this life, arms raised to Him;
To be
reborn and freed from sin,
forever more to be preserved,
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sanctified in His Holy Word.
To His heart I was embraced,
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His arms I've found my place,
Near His heart, close, warm and safe.
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product of His loving Grace.
He showed me an image of what I was;
A
corpse so dead and without love.
He showed me now just where I am;
Tucked with love beneath His chin.
He showed me what I am to be;
My life
in all His Eternity.
There's nothing here to compare,
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promises waiting there.
I WILL TAKE CARE OF ALL YOUR NEEDS.
JUST LOVE MY PEOPLE WHILE YOU'RE HERE.
FOR WHAT'S TO COME IS YET TO BE.
I NEED YOU HERE TO PLANT THE SEEDS.
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reflecting in Christ's Glorious Task.
Claudia
3/28/2002
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feel so lucky that God found us and we recognized His voice,
our shepard, and we chose to follow Him home. I remind
myself often that even one hundred years of suffering here
will be nothing compared to the eternity we have living with
Him. Our attitudes of love towards Him, even during our
hard times makes Him feel so good.....and I am sure,
pleased, that we, His children want to be with Him....and that we
eagerly
look forward to what we will be when He has finished His
work in us......each unique....and with purpose. I want so
much to make Him feel good after what He suffered for us.
How do we take away the pain that He endured, Our perfect
God.....who paid our price....can He forgot the
pain....like He forgets our sins when we repent.....or will
that pain always be with Him, not felt, but remembered.....a
token of humanity? How do we make it up to Him? If we sin
less, will that pain in the past be less? Is our
worship enough, our love, our obedience, our life, ...we
will always be in His debt. A debt that He will cancel.
How lucky
we are that our God is Supreme, the most powerful, knowing
all things, and working all things out for the best.....the
very best! How lucky we are that His Holy Spirit unites us
and gives us the ability to pray for one another in spirit
and go directly to Him with our prayers. No wonder we will
need all eternity to heap praises upon Him!
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this, that He who began a good work in you will carry it on
to completion until the day of Christ.Jesus"
(Philippians 1:6).
Prayer:
Father, thank You, that You will continue the work of conforming
me to the image of Your Son, never giving up on me even when I
want to give up on myself. In Christ's name, amen.
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Here's a simple prayer you can say today to
support America:
Our Father and Our God, we praise You
for Your goodness to our nation, giving us blessings far
beyond what we deserve. Yet we know all is not right
with America. Convict us of sin. Help us to turn to You
in repentance and faith. Set our feet on the path of
Your righteousness and peace. We pray today for our
nation's leaders. Give them the wisdom to know what is
right, and the courage to do it. You have said, "Blessed
is the nation whose God is Lord". May this be a new era
for America, as we humble ourselves and acknowledge You
alone as our Savior and Lord. This we pray in Your holy
name, Amen.
-- Rev Billy Graham
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(The following
was written by a young
school age man.....it was the last thing he wrote before he
was killed in an automobile accident.)
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The Room ~
In that place
between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room.
There were no distinguishing features except for the one
wall covered with small index card files. They were like the
ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in
alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched
from floor to ceiling and seemingly endless in either
direction, had very different headings.
As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my
attention was one that read "Girls I have liked." I opened
it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it,
shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on
each one. And then without being told, I knew exactly where
I was.
This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalog system
for my life. Here were written the actions of my every
moment, big and small, in a detail my memory couldn't match.
A sense of wonder and curiosity, coupled with horror,
stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and
exploring their content.
Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and
regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see
if anyone was watching.
A file named "Friends" was next to one marked "Friends I have
betrayed." The titles ranged from the mundane to the
outright weird. "Books I Have Read," "Lies I Have Told,"
"Comfort I have Given," "Jokes I Have Laughed at." Some were
almost hilarious in their exactness: "Things I've yelled at
my brothers." Others I couldn't laugh at: "Things I Have
Done in My Anger" "Things I Have Muttered Under My Breath at
My Parents." I never ceased to be surprised by the contents.
Often there were many more cards than I expected. Sometimes
fewer than I hoped. I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of
the life I had lived. Could it be possible that I had the
time in my years to write each of these thousands or even
millions
of cards?
But each card confirmed this truth. Each was written in my own
handwriting. Each signed with my signature.
When I pulled out the file marked " TV Shows I have watched," I
realized the files grew to contain their contents. The
cards were packed tightly and yet after two or three yards,
I hadn't found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not
so much by the quality of shows but more by the vast time I
knew that file represented. When I came to a file marked
"Lustful Thoughts," I felt a chill run through my body. I
pulled the file out only an inch, not willing to test its
size, and drew out a card. I shuddered at its detailed
content. I felt sick to think that such a moment had been
recorded. An almost animal rage broke on me.
One thought dominated my mind: No one must ever see these cards! No
one must ever see this room! I have to destroy them!" In
insane frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didn't matter
now. I had to empty it and burn the cards. But as I took it
at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I could not
dislodge a single card. I became desperate and pulled out a
card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to
tear it.
Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its slot.
Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a long,
self-pitying sigh. And then I saw it. The title bore "People
I Have Shared the Gospel With."
The handle was brighter than those around it, newer, almost
unused. I pulled on its handle and a small box not more than
three inches long fell into my hands. I could count the
cards it contained on one hand.
And then the tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that they
hurt. They started in my stomach and shook through me. I
fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame, from the
overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shelves
swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one must ever, ever know
of this room. I must lock it up and hide the key.
But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him. No, please not Him.
Not here. Oh, anyone but Jesus. I watched helplessly as He
began to open the files and read the cards. I couldn't bear
to watch His response.
And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw
a sorrow deeper than my own. He seemed to intuitively go to
the worst boxes. Why did He have to read every one?
Finally He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked
at me with pity in His eyes. But this was a pity that didn't
anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands
and began to cry again. He walked over and put His arm
around me. He could have said so many things. But He didn't
say a word. He just cried with me. Then He got up and walked
back to the wall of files.
Starting at one end of the room, He took out a file and, one by
one, began to sign His name over mine on each card. "No!" I
shouted rushing to Him. All I could find to say was "No,
no," as I pulled the card from
Him. His name shouldn't be on these cards. But there it was,
written in red, so rich, so dark, so alive.
The name of Jesus covered mine. It was written with His blood. He
gently took the card back. He smiled a sad smile and began
to sign the cards.
I don't think I'll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but
the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file
and walk back to my side. He placed His hand on my shoulder
and said, "It is finished."
I stood up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its
door. There were still cards to be written.
"I can do all
things through Christ who strengthens me." Phil. 4:13
"For God so loved the world that He gave His only son, that
whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal
life." John 3:16
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Copied this off of another list.
I think we can all appreciate and find inspiration from this!
This will put a lump in your throat .. Here's something to think
about. I hope it causes you to think the same way it did me.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
At a
fund-raising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled
children, the father of one of the school's students delivered a
speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After
extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a
question: "Everything God does is done with perfection. Yet, my
son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot
understand things as other children do. Where is God's plan
reflected in my son?"
The
audience was stilled by the query. The father continued. "I
believe," the father answered, "that when God brings a child
like Shay into the world, an opportunity to realize the Divine
Plan presents itself. And it comes in the way people treat that
child." Then, he told the following story: Shay and his father
had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing
baseball. Shay asked, "Do you think they will let me play? "
Shay's father knew that most boys would not want him on their
team. But if his son were allowed to play it would give him a
much-needed sense of belonging. Shay's father approached one of
the boys on the field and asked if Shay could play.
The boy looked
around for guidance from his teammates. Getting none, he took
matters into his own hands and said, "We are losing by six runs,
and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our
team and we'll try to put him up to bat in the ninth inning." In
the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs
but was still behind by three. At the top of the ninth inning,
Shay put on a glove and played in the outfield. Although no hits
came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be on the
field, grinning from ear to ear as his father waved to him from
the stand.
In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again.
Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning
run was on base. Shay was scheduled to be the next at-bat. Would
the team actually let Shay bat at this juncture and give away
their chance to win the game?
Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit
was all but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold
the bat properly, much less connect with the ball. However, as
Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher moved a few steps to
lob the ball up to the plate so Shay could at least be able to
make contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and
missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the
ball softly toward Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the
ball and hit a slow ground ball to the pitcher.
The pitcher
picked up the soft grounder and could easily have thrown the
ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and that
would have ended the game. Instead, the pitcher took the ball
and threw it on a high arc to right field, far beyond the reach
of the first baseman. Everyone started yelling, "Shay, run to
first. Run to first." Never in his life had Shay ever made it to
first base. He scampered down the baseline,
wide-eyed and startled. Everyone yelled, "Run to second, run to
second!"
By the time
Shay was rounding first base, the right fielder had the ball. He
could have thrown the ball to the second baseman for a tag. But
the Right fielder understood what the pitcher's intentions had
been, so he threw the ball high and far over the third baseman's
head. Shay ran towards second base as the runners ahead of his
deliriously circled the bases towards home. As Shay reached
second base, the opposing shortstop ran to him, turned him in
the direction of third base, and shouted, "Run to third!"
screaming, "Shay! Run home!" Shay ran home, stepped on home
plate and was cheered as the hero, for hitting a "grand slam"
and winning the game for his team.
"That day," said the father softly with tears now rolling down
his face, "the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of the
Divine Plan into this world."
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Dear Brother,
I am sorry today we upset each
other…..HOWEVER…..time is running out on God's
timetable…both for you and the people in this world.
I see a pattern in our lives
Brother. And in love, I give you this pattern on what I
have observed….the difference between what you chose and
what I did. I think my choice was not caused by my own
great intellect or goodness….but because when I did not
get love in my home, I looked for it in God's creatures
and in Him. The reason I want to give you this
pattern…..is because you need to break it….your choice…the
pattern of all of your life….you need to break it and
choose the other road.
The Pattern:
As a young, young child, two
children, in a home without love, in a home of anger,
selfishness, hurt, pain, and self centeredness…..looked to
their parents for love. It did not come because those
two parents were each seeking their own "love" and
appreciation. Neither parent could step outside of their
own unfulfilled needs and give to their children what
those children needed…..love, and guidance. The children
were subjected to the disease and emptiness of their
parents in many ways…..and sometimes those ways were
totally unfair, totally wrong, and caused harm that should
not have been, but none of it should have been lasting
harm. One of those children (you) continued to look
towards his parents for justice, love, and
understanding….which never came….because the vessels were
empty. Then that child looked towards himself for that
love. The other child (me) realized the damage that was
within their parents and looked elsewhere for
understanding and love and justice. This took place at a
very young age….pre-school age.
Eventually, as I was going inward and
up to God, through His animals, continuing to be obedient
within the home…..even tho it was unfair, I did not lie,
tried my best in all things, and took the pain internally
without acting out or becoming rebellious. I looked
forward to a time when I would have my own life away from
the injustice. I started learning about God by reading
Revelations in the Bible and realizing where we were at in
the world and what was to happen. I saw the pain in the
world and corruption and prayed to God at this young age
that He would hurry and destroy the earth….even if it
included me because I wanted His goodness restored and His
perfection. I also prayed for knowledge and
understanding….which He gave me. That is what helped me
survive and come out of our home situation. I looked away
from myself and towards a greater perfection and truth and
goodness. I was not able to make friends because of being
in a small town and probably due to gossip….and my lack of
social skills and my indrawn nature. I was too obedient
to the rules. My life was very lonely…except for my pets
and the woods. You were not there for me, nor were my
parents….except for providing food, a comfortable place to
live, clothing, and security. In their own fashion, they
did as much as they were able. I was obedient to them,
and received more rewards for that obedience. I started
reading books, and through books I found other worlds…and
friends. But, every moment of my life, except when I was
learning something, in the woods, or with my pets, was
lived on the edge of crying from loneliness. That did
not cause me to rebel or become disobedient. That is
what saved me from the route you chose…..that is what gave
me a path to God…..not satan. By remaining humble under
my situation, and by remaining obedient to my authorities,
by forgiving them for their wrong…..God was able to bring
me out of it, with blessings and success in my future. It
was not my brains, or my specialness that helped me. It
was by being obedient.
You started looking towards other
people (all imperfect), fun, excitement, and
disobedience….rebellion. You did not live with
honor…lying to get out of things or to get your way,
cheating in school. You did not respect others or their
property. You sought your own forms of pleasure and
acceptance. You did not give much thought to others, even
as you grew into your teens…..(killing my only friend, my
beloved innocent cat….a dear friend and companion to a
child that was very much alone….an example of where you
were). You were not pleased because he scratched you
because you were holding him against his will….subjecting
your will upon him. Then, without any honor, you lied and
blamed someone else because that made your life better.)
You lived for the moment, not thinking about your future
or anyone else. You used everyone around you for your own
pleasure. Subjecting your will on others by whatever
means you could…to get the pleasure, love, fun,
excitement, that you felt was your due is how you
continued to react towards life. Your father was not a
perfect man…..but he did want you to learn how to follow
rules, which would have helped you be a success in life.
You rebelled. You succumbed to your hatred. You had
only those rules which glorified your life. Whenever
things got tough you did not see them through….you left,
always seeking a better place to get your fun and
pleasure. You did not become humble, and accept the rule
of your father (even tho he was imperfect…he was the head
of the household.) which, had you done that….even tho it
seemed unfair to you….God would have honored that and
brought you out of it, and you would have achieved success
in your later life. You might have even found out that
the life in your father's house would have improved and
you may have actually gotten what you wanted from him.
That is God's way. Unfortunately you chose the easy
way….satan's way…..and you became trapped in that
lifestyle.
The End
You chose DISOBEDIENCE, and
REBELLION. So also did satan, who rebelled against God,
in the heavenly home. "Rebellion" is the opposite of
"humble". To be humble, means one is teachable. You
continued to this day on in your 60's, in that
lifestyle….and that is why God cannot bless you much
because you have put that barrier up which turns the
blessings away. You are not being punished. Your
illness and state in life is directly related to the
lifestyle you chose to live. No one is at fault. God
wants to bless you, Brother. What happened to you as a
child is in the past. You had free will….you could have
chosen another way to deal with what was going on. Many
children were subjected to what you were….and still also
did not have a good place to live, enough food, and a
comfortable place to stay….and many were still able to
choose the right way when given the chance as adults. We
cannot continue down a path of destruction because of self
pity, or because of what happened in the past. To every
person comes that time when they can make a choice. The
"Orrick vacuum cleaner incidence" today, (wherein you told
me you were going to take advantage of their TV offer of
"using it for 30 days and returning it if you are not
satisfied"...lying and stealing another's property) was
just one more opportunity to choose another pattern. Those
choices will be presented over and over, until finally
time starts running out.
It is not enough to proclaim oneself
as a Christian for the benefits that being Christian might
bestow on one. One must want to be one….desire it in
their heart because they admire the nature of God and
Jesus Christ. I think you think you love Jesus. I think
you are confused and have not realized that when you love
someone, you want to be like them and you want to please
them. Find out what pleases Jesus, find out what He is
like. Jesus would like that.
This earthly life is not about what
we get for ourselves, but about what we do for others.
Most people on this earth, tho, including you, believe
that this life is about what can be gotten for their own
benefit and pleasure, or for those who belong to them.
Which is totally apposed to that which God set up from the
beginning…..even those beginnings wherein satan rebelled
because he didn't like the plan of God.
Brother, accepting Jesus Christ is
the only way out of the "death", forever death, that we
are all headed towards without Him. You say you have
accepted Him, but you are still in this world, thinking as
this world does. If you lie, or steal you will have no
part of Christ, unless you feel bad for doing so, when it
happens, and turn away, repent, stop doing it. PERIOD.
You are facing your end, perhaps sooner than we would
like, or sooner than others. You probably think that is
the most important thing in our life right now. But it is
not. Getting into the next life is what is most
important. Nothing here compares with the neat things
there….and it is forever….and a totally fair and just
place. To do that you need to walk with Christ….not
yourself. You need to break that old pattern that doesn't
work but condemns you to death as satan desires.
Everything you talk to me about shows that you still lean
on your ways, not God's. There are many people who like
satan's ways….self appreciation, lying, cheating, greed,
pleasure seeking, anger and hate and revenge, taking
instead of giving; and they will never change, even when
God puts the world under Tribulation…which will probably
start making an appearance in the latter part of 2008. No
matter how bad it gets, they will not turn towards God,
but will still continue to walk with satan, who glorifies
SELF. Some will finally, out of fear, turn towards God
and ask for forgiveness, repent, and accept Christ, and
start helping others to do same. But, most will not.
God wants you, not just your
mouthings that you want Him, with no substance of change
behind the words. He wants you to be truly wanting Him,
attracted to Him, wanting to tell others about Him. But
gee, to do that you have to learn about Him, don't you.
If you truly were attracted to Him you would have gotten a
Bible by now, so you could learn about Him, or found the
Bible I sent you many years ago. You would be watching
the Biblical programs on TV. He would have been your
top priority, considering the little time you may have
left. Your own tribulation period…God getting your
attention by putting you in a corner, where you can
contemplate your life and what is left…which is eternity.
You could be doing everything possible to accept Christ
and learn about Him, and tell others so they could have
eternal life with you. I would be warning them of what is
coming and that the only way out of this mess we are in is
eternal life….and that eternal life does not come from
emulating or following satan, it comes only through Jesus
Christ as our Savior and Teacher. Some of us do not need
to be backed into a corner to realize this and we do it
with love for Him because we recognize that His way is the
best for all. We reject all that satan has to offer
because it doesn't last.
You have been rebellious all your
life, seeking your way. Please, before it is too late,
seek God's way….the God of Christ, not satan. Stop lying,
stop stealing, stop taking advantage of others. Orrick
Vacuum cleaners has the right to buy time on the air of TV
and advertise. Orrick's value has nothing to do with how
you perceive them. How you perceive anything does not
give you the right to steal from them and take advantage
of them. Especially if you are a Christian as you profess
to be. Love your enemies….is what Christ says. That
means treat them fairly. Let God dispense His justice to
them when the time comes….which is just around the
corner. A good estimate is within 7-10 years Christ will
have come back. The world as we know it will be mostly
devastated. All those who emulate or follow satan will be
destroyed. God's vengeance will have come. He waits only
for those last few who will turn to Him during the Great
Tribulation that is coming. Most won't, just as you are
not during this tribulation you are going through. When
He does come back after the final devastation, He will
rule for 1000 years with an iron rod. Do you know what
that means? An iron rod does not allow room for any other
standard other than God's. His way Rules. To bad if
you don't like it. Sound familiar? As imperfect as our
father on earth was…..he did have the authority….and we
should have obeyed him….until we had our own authority in
another home other than his. Now…the good thing about
God's rule is that He is perfect…unlike our earthly
father. But there will be work, and there will be folks
during that time who think He is wrong and that there is a
better way. Just like satan thought there was a better
way when he was at home with God, before our time. At the
end of this 1000 year rule, those who are rebellious will
once more be allowed to mingle with satan….and they will
gather to defeat Christ…..and they will all be
destroyed. God hates evil. He will eventually destroy
all evil because it cannot continue to fester in God's
perfect eternity.
It is not too late, Brother. Stop
lying. Try to live by the 10 commandments…..I sent them
to you. Meditate on them whenever you are inclined to
break them. Honor (you never honored your father, even
tho he may not have been the best father….he did provide
food, shelter, clothing, security, creature comforts,
etc.) You did not honor your mother….you left her life
pursuing your own happiness and never gave her a thought
or checked in with her to see how she was doing or relieve
her of worrying about you. You never tried to make her
life better. You put the world and your own pleasure as a
god, putting that before the will of God. We should want
His will, not ours. You have made alcohol an idol,
looking to it to solve your problems. You have misused
God's name, claiming to be a Christian, swearing by His
name and not meaning it. You don't keep the Sabbath
Holy. Have you committed adultery? Have you murdered for
gain? You have stolen, and plot about doing it again.
(Orrick.) You lie as a way of life. (Orrick again.) Have
you ever testified to something falsely, blamed someone
else? Have you coveted someone's goods or status, blaming
them for your condition in life?
Now….I tell you, I am guilty of all
these things. I knew I needed a Savior because of my
transgression against God's law condemns me to eternal
death. I would rather die 1000 times here on earth,
rather than die to my eternal life with God, which only
God can give. Once dead, there is no second chance. All
our chances are here. You are guilty too, and only true
repentance and desire to follow Christ, be His slave, will
save you.
In one second He can blot out all
your sins. But, the minute you break just one
commandment, they all come back, you are condemned once
more. If you don't again truly feel bad and repent, they
won't go away. Every time you truly repent and ask
forgiveness He will once more forgive you. In the same
manner, you as a Christian are to continuously forgive
those who trespass against you. A circle. God expects
us to walk with Him, continuously trying to honor Him and
the great gift He has given us, the death of His Son,
Christ, who paid our debts once and for all, defeating
satan's plan from the deception and fall of the first man,
Adam. He paid with his Blood, and His life, for us.
Every night, think over what you did
wrong that day, feel genuinely bad about it, and ask for
forgiveness and it will be done…..if you are sincere.
All of my words to you, apply to me,
too. God knows we are weak, but He expects us to grow and
learn, and be sinless through the process I just told
you….repentance. The only way we can do that is through
constant picking ourselves up and asking for forgiveness
when we fall, and trying hard to change….not accepting
that within us that is contrary to God.
Christ is not a band aid, or a
lollypop, something to make us feel better in a moment of
pain or fear or despair (tho feeling better comes with
being a true Christian, knowing what has been promised to
us when we are once more restored and with God, knowing
that He will make all correct again. That is where we get
our joy! In His Will.). He is a way of LIFE, and He is
the WAY to LIFE.
You may be on the last steps of your
life….make the most of it, in the ways that count. If
all goes well….and you have many more years…you will be
able to utilize and enjoy them in a manner which you have
never before experienced…if you follow Him. God's ways,
Christ's ways.
Have you talked to your
roommate about his condition and future without Christ?
Have you talked to your adopted daughter? They are doomed
if they have not truly accepted Christ. Are you ashamed
of Him, that you do not want to share Him? It doesn't
matter if you are laughed at or mocked for His name's
sake. Share Him.
The only thing that is truly
important, the only treasure in this life, is that which
transcends this life into one that is lasting and perfect,
good, and true. That LIFE is through Christ and it is
forever.
I could not love you more, than to
wish this for you, Brother. It is the greatest form of
LOVE. I would give it to you, but only Christ can….but
you have to be sincere in wanting Him. He cannot be
fooled as can humans, nor can He be used. I take the time
to write these words for you because I do love you as I do
other humans in this world. What I hope for you I hope
for all. If you accept the challenge of God's walk, pass
that challenge on to others. All people are our brothers
and sisters. The only blood that counts is the Blood,
that perfect Blood, which Christ shed on the cross for
us. If that Blood is within our veins…..we are of the
family of God. That is the only family I care about. I
want you to be truly a part of that family. All other
families will go to Hell with satan, if they have not the
Blood of Christ within them. (You might be interested to
know that I have written such letters as this to our
earthly father. I wonder if he accepted Christ before he
died?) I also gave our earthly mother a chance to accept
Christ. If she was sincere….she will be part of the
family of Christ also. Christ is so forgiving…..I chose
to forgive as He does.
We need to reach up for His hand and
want to be like Him as much as we are able in these weak
bodies. He knows we are weak, but He forgives if we are
truly sorry.
Children can pretend to be sorry with
their mothers and fathers to avoid punishment, but
continue behind the parents back with bad behavior. God
is not human, He knows what is in our hearts and He sees
what we do. We cannot fool Him like you did with Mom, or
may from time to time do with me. God is not about
avoiding punishment. He is about genuine life change and
heart change.
I hope you are sincere, if you are
not, it is not too late. It is not about rewards and gain
in this life. I would like to see you on the other
side in God's world, in His family. We will have all
eternity to enjoy and do things that are good, of God,
Holy, as we will be when we are changed. We must endure
our circumstances and look forward to eternity, bringing
along as many as we can.
Share this (black and white) letter
with your friends. It is not couched in flowery words,
but in truth. If God wants them they will want Him,
forsaking the things that satan offers here, which are not
lasting, and only bring temporary pleasure, and an eternal
death sentence. Do not fear that which can take your life
here on earth…..but fear He who can destroy and kill your
soul (God)!
Satan has planned from the beginning
to distract mankind from returning to the glory that God
planned for mankind. Satan wants us all dead, forever.
Christ wants us all alive forever. Whose team are you
on? Christ has already won, by dying on the cross. Satan
will not die for anyone, tho he seeks our eternal death.
(tho in tribulation, he may pretend to die and be made
new. Do you see why reading the Bible is
important….so we will be warned?) In the next few years
the anti-christ will appear and will try to eventually
pretend to be Christ returned. He will be possessed by
satan. Many, many will flock to him. Many who attend
church will be deceived by him, because their commitment
to Christ was not sincere, and they did not get the gift
of the Holy Spirit which keeps God's people from being
deceived. This is satan's last attempt to LIE and deceive
many to their eternal death, as he planned from the
beginning. It comes soon, Brother, be prepared in your
heart, or you will be deceived. Come out of the world of
darkness which satan temporarily rules, into Christ's
light, and stay there by daily commitment and repentance.
Satan most wants and delights in stealing from God those
who had the most promise. Don't let him, Brother. Turn
your tribulation into a glory for Christ, not a grave for
satan.
I love you,
Your Sister
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A young soldier found himself in a
terrible battle.
The enemy was soundly defeating this young man's
platoon. He and his comrades found themselves hastily
retreating from the battle field in defeat, running
away in fear of their very lives. The enemy gave
chase. This young man ran hard and fast, full of fear
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He eventually came upon a
rocky ledge containing a cave. Knowing the enemy was
close behind, and that he was exhausted from the
chase, he chose to hide there. After he crawled in, he
fell to his face in the darkness, desperately crying
to GOD to save him and protect him from his enemies.
He also made a bargain with GOD, one which I (and
perhaps you too?) have made before. He promised that
if GOD saved him, he would serve HIM for the remainder
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When he looked up from his despairing plea for help, he saw a
spider beginning to weave its web at the entrance to
the cave. As he watched the delicate threads being
slowly drawn across the mouth of the cave, the young
soldier pondered its irony. He thought, "I asked God
for protection and deliverance, and he sent me a
spider instead. How can a spider save me?" His heart
was hardened, knowing the enemy would soon discover
his hiding place and kill him. And soon he did hear
the sound of his enemies, who were now scouring the
area looking for those in hiding.
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One soldier with a gun slowly walked up to the cave's
entrance. As the young man crouched in the darkness,
hoping to surprise the enemy in a last-minute
desperate attempt to save his own life, he felt his
heart pounding wildly out of control. As the enemy
cautiously moved forward to enter the cave, he came
upon the spider's web, which by now was completely
strung across the opening. He backed away and called
out to a comrade, "There can't be anyone in here. They
would have had to break this spider's web to enter the
cave. Let's move on." Years later, this young man, who
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What he observed stands by me in time of trouble,
especially during those times when everything seems
impossible. He wrote: "Where GOD is, a spider's web is
as a stone wall. Where GOD is not, a stone wall is as
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Windshield Message
from a Child:
One rainy
afternoon I was driving along one of the main
streets of town, taking those extra precautions
necessary when the roads are wet and slick.
Suddenly, my daughter, Aspen, spoke up from her
relaxed position in her seat. "Dad, I'm
thinking of something."
This
announcement usually meant she had been pondering
some fact for a while, and was now ready to expound
all that her six-year-old mind had discovered.
I was eager to hear. "What are you thinking?",
I asked.
"The
rain;"...she began,..."is like sin, and the
windshield wipers are like God, wiping our sins
away."
After the
chill bumps raced up my arms I was able to respond.
"That's really good, Aspen." Then my curiosity
broke in. How far would this little girl take
this revelation? So I asked...."Do you
notice how the rain keeps on coming? What does
that tell you?"
Aspen didn't
hesitate one moment with her answer...."We keep on
sinning, and God just keeps on forgiving us, when we
come to tears because we are sorry."
I will
always remember this whenever I turn my wipers on.
In order to see the rainbow, you must first endure
some rain.
Tho we try to
live in Christ's will....while here on earth....in
deed or thought we may cross into sin....before our
journey here is over......how great to have such a
Savior.... who paid our price!
(Contributed by
Janice Nodine at Southern Belle Farm,
www.southernbellefarms.com
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"If my people, who are called by
my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face
and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from
heaven and will forgive their sin and will heal their land."
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Yes, we did produce a
near-perfect republic. But will they keep it? Or will they,
in the enjoyment of plenty, lose the memory of freedom?
Material abundance without character is the path of
destruction.
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The Day of the
Lord, Malachi 4:1-3
1)"Surely the day is coming; it will burn like a furnace.
All the arrogant and every evildoer will be stubble, and
that day that is coming will set them on fire," says the
Lord Almighty. "Not a root or a branch will be left to
them. 2)But for you who revere my name, the sun of
righteousness will rise with healing in its wings. And
you will go out and leap like calves released from the
stall. 3)Then you will trample down the wicked; they
will be ashes under the soles of your feet on the day when I
do these things," says the Lord Almighty."
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THE BLOOD
One night in a church service a young woman felt
the tug of God at her heart.
She responded to God's call and accepted Jesus as her Lord and
Savior
The young woman had a very rough past, involving alcohol, drugs,
and prostitution.
But, the change in her was evident. As time went on she became a
faithful member of the church.
She eventually became involved in the ministry, teaching young
children.
It was not very long until this faithful young woman had caught
the eye and heart of the pastor's son.
The relationship grew and they began to make wedding plans.
This is when the problems began.
You see, about one half of the church did not think that a woman
with a past such as hers was suitable for a pastor's son.
The church began to argue and fight about the matter.
So they decided to have a meeting.
As the people made their arguments and tensions increased, the
meeting was getting completely out of hand.
The young woman became very upset
about all the things being brought up about her past.
As she began to cry the pastor's
son stood to speak.
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He could not bear the pain it was
causing his wife to be. He began to speak and his
statement was this:
"My fiancée's past is not what is on trial here.
What you are questioning is the ability of the blood of Jesus to
wash away sin.
Today you have put the blood of Jesus on trial. So, does it wash
away sin or not?"
The whole church began to weep as they realized that they had
been slandering the blood of the Lord Jesus Christ.
Too often, even as Christians, we bring up the past and use it
as a weapon against our brothers and sisters.
Forgiveness is a very foundational part of the Gospel of our
Lord Jesus Christ.
If the blood of Jesus does not cleanse the other person
completely then it cannot cleanse us completely.
If that is the case, then we are all in a lot of trouble.
What can wash away my sins?
Nothing but the blood of Jesus! End of case!!!!
"Cast thy burden upon the Lord, and he shall sustain thee he
shall never suffer the righteous to be moved."
Psalm 55:23
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The Best Prayer I Have
Heard In A Long Time...
Heavenly Father, Help us
remember
that the jerk who cut us off in traffic
last night is a single mother who
worked nine hours that day and
is rushing home to cook dinner,
help with homework,
do the laundry and spend a
few precious moments
with her children.
Remind us, Lord,
that the scary looking bum,
begging for money in the same
spot every day (who really ought
to get a job!) is a slave to addiction,
that we can only imagine
in our
worst nightmares.
Help us to remember that
the
old couple walking annoyingly
slow through the store aisles
and blocking our shopping
progress are savoring this
moment, knowing that,
based on the biopsy report
she got back last week, this
will be the last year that they
go shopping together.
Heavenly Father,
remind us each day that,
of all the gifts you give us,
the greatest gift is love.
It is not enough to
share
that love with those
we hold dear.
Open our hearts not to
just those who are
close to us,
but to all humanity.
Let us be slow to judge
and quick to forgive,
show patience,
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Here is
the dream that was given to me, that is as clear today as it was
when i awoke, about 20 years ago. It was not induced by any
need or concern in my life. It happened in my life at a time
where I was comfortable in life, no problems, and I was already
a Believer....but I was not one who was heavy in the Word. The
dream was fully interpreted to me upon my awakening. I did not
understand then why God gave me that dream....but I do now...as
the Latter Times have stepped upon the door ways of our earthly
homes. It was His way of picturing in my mind Christ's Glorious
Task, so that no doctrinal arguments of man could cause
confusion in this Latter time. It is a dream that I have always
felt I was meant to share and give away. I also believe that it
is a marker that it is indeed my generation that is the fig tree
generation.
It
started in the bright sunlight, I was seeing out of the eyes of
the one who was walking. I was not aware of another walking
with this person. The walk was taking place on a beautiful
flowered and grass covered hillside that bordered the woods. He
said, "There is a child who died before they had a chance to
grow. Let us go find him." (Exact wording...I will never
forget these words.) These were the only words actually spoken
in the dream.
Then,
still seeing out of the eyes of the speaker, He approached and
entered the woods. He walked through the dark woods,
eventually coming into a clearing in the midst of the woods.
In this clearing, in the center, was an old, decaying, falling
down cabin/dwelling, a wreck, with a deck, also mostly collapsed
in the front portion. I am still seeing out of His eyes.
He
approaches the deck and reaches towards some old grey cabinets
that are on the deck against the cabin wall facing outward. He
opens the door of a cabinet and out falls, tumbling down, an
ancient old mummified corpse of a half grown child, frozen in
the fetal position. (Know this....I am not squeamish by nature
in any way. When I discover a dead animal i like to look into
it to see how it is put together or what might be there.) This
corpse, much like the images we have seen coming from the Nazi
extermination camps, fell out and came to rest at the feet of
this Man....silent and still.
I, in
the dream, at this point, am made to feel a horrible
abomination, fear, disgust, loathing of this thing. I am no
longer looking from His eyes, but I am now placed at the
parameter of the clearing looking towards the event that is
occurring. I am silently shouting within my dream/mind..."Get
away, I must leave, and get away from this thing." Not the
exact words, but with the same feeling as in a nightmare, I was
made to feel at this point in the dream. (My heart is starting
to race....even as I type these words.)
Peering from the edge of the clearing, I see Him look down at
this "thing". Then....I see this thing start to move. (Such
fear washes over me!) It moves more,.... unfolding from the
fetal position, still laying on it's side, it twists its upper
body towards the Man....and stretches it's small, dry, shrunken,
ancient arms upward towards the Man....hands opened, as if
asking to be picked up. (And...now, I writing about the
dream, cry, feeling and remembering this moment in the dream.
Tho while in the dream I was still one who was horrified at this
thing at this event happening.)
Instantly I am awash with love radiating from the Man. Heavy,
an almost visible solid love.....like I have never, and will
never experience in this world from human or animal sources. I
have only experienced this love from Godly sources. As I watch,
He is looking down at the thing who has upraised it's arms. The
Man starts to bend down, and continues to bend down, reaching
out His arms, touching the thing. The love I am experiencing in
the dream is almost too much to bear. The Man picks up the
thing, and lifts it up, bringing it close to His chest, and
tucks it under His chin. He holds it tight as a woman holds her
young child. He starts to walk, slowly, walking back and forth,
holding the child tight to Himself.
As I
watch, ( I am no longer afraid, or having feelings of
abomination and disgust at this time in the dream.) I am
startled to notice that the child is changing. The deathliness
and ancient decay of the corpse things is giving way to the
renewed beauty of the child. But the change continues...and the
Man continues to walk back and forth, calmly and quietly, loving
and holding the child.
As I
watch, I see that the child is turning transparent, and as the
process continues,.... the walk of the Man continues while
holding the child....the child turns into a totally transparent,
crystal clear like glass, baby of about 9 months of age from the
size of it! The Man stops his walking to and fro, and He holds
this glorious, radiant, reflecting the light, crystal child
between His hands and lifts him up into the air towards the
Heavens, as tho He were offering the child to the Father.
Then,
I was instantly transported into this baby child....i was
surrounded by the firmament of space and stars. This is the
really hard part...how to describe what it felt like being
within this child....being this child. I was totally freed from
the weight and chains of sin. My intellect and mind was no
longer shaded by the conditions of the earthly mind....totally
brilliant in it's working. My soul and love and will was
totally in harmony with God's. I knew that I could in the blink
of an eye go to any spot in creation and do the Will of God and
was totally equipped to do it. I was totally free, yet my will
was His Will. The power, the love, the knowledge....it was
indescribable....the existence in this new body.
Then I
awoke....I was back in the chaos of this world, the death of
this world, the heaviness of this world. I jumped from bed, and
was scurrying from room to room, bawling in despair, needing,
wanting to go back, not wanting to lose that wonderful
existence.....truly like an after death experience from what I
have read. Eventually I was comforted by the thoughts that some
day, I...we all....will be able to go to our real home...we just
have to be patient.
This
dream was fully interpreted upon awakening....and all of you
Believers can also know the interpretation. That wonderful
child of glass was our transfigured bodies that Christ has
promised us.....the least of all that is promised. Nothing in
this earth....no matter the riches or amount of success can even
compare to this wonderful gift. One could own the entire world
and rule it.....and that condition could still not compare to
being in this new body that was made for the lost who were found
and saved, and who endure to the end, made for us by Our Lord,
totally all the work was His, all the Glory was His, we can take
credit for nothing....except raising our arms to Him and resting
in His arms, safe, tucked beneath His chin.
I
believe that the corpse of a child is what we all became when
man fell in Eden. We became dead and disgusting....un
clean in the eyes of The Father.
I
believe some of the horrific feelings that I was made to feel, to witness
so to speak, were the feelings that satan felt when witnessing
Christ paying the price for us, Christ finding us, loving us, and us
recognizing our need and lifting our arms to Christ for salvation. This has to be a
terrible event for satan to witness as it brings all his plans
for personal glory to ruin.
God's
Kingdom Come! God's Will be Done!
Claudia
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Psalms:
139:23-Search me O God, and know my heart; test my
thoughts. Point out anything you find in me that makes
you sad, and lead me along the path of everlasting life.
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