Monthly Archives: September 2014

Which Way

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Sweet God in heaven, help me know.
Which way this son of yours should go.
This dream I had, it touch me so.

If it comes true, I’ve choices to make.
A split in life, what path to take?
The choice is made before I wake.

Your will is first, as always Lord.
For I am tied with holy chords.
Just let the split become Your road.

May your will be done forever, O’ Sovereign God of heaven.  As you are first, so may be Your will.  What loss is mine if the bounty belongs to you?  Yet whose tears shall fall, mine or someone elses?

What choice is there?  You have given me promise on promise.  So if someone should cry or suffer, let it then be me.

By His Grace

Lamb of God (lyrics)

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By Twila Paris

YOUR ONLY SON, NO SIN TO HIDE
BUT YOU HAVE SENT HIM
FROM YOUR SIDE
TO WALK UPON THIS GUILTY SOD
AND TO BECOME THE LAMB OF GOD

YOUR GIFT OF LOVE THEY CRUCIFIED
THEY LAUGHED AND SCORNED HIM
AS HE DIED
THE HUMBLE KING THEY NAMED A FRAUD
AND SACRIFICED THE LAMB OF GOD

O LAMB OF GOD SWEET LAMB OF GOD
I LOVE THE HOLY LAMB OF GOD
O WASH ME IN YOUR PRECIOUS BLOOD
MY JESUS CHRIST THE LAMB OF GOD

I WAS SO LOST I SHOULD HAVE DIED
BUT YOU HAVE BROUGHT ME TO
YOUR SIDE
TO BE LEAD BY YOUR STAFF AND ROD
AND TO BE CALLED A LAMB OF GOD

O LAMB OF GOD SWEET LAMB OF GOD
I LOVE THE HOLY LAMB OF GOD

O WASH ME IN YOUR PRECIOUS BLOOD
TILL I AM JUST A LAMB OF GOD

By His Grace

Who?

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A man’s arm does not fall off because his child is rebellious.  No part of the parent’s body is rejected because the child rejects the parent.  Though there is grief in the parent, the child is the one who suffers the greater loss.

So it is with eternity.  Not the slightest sliver of eternity will suffer loss because you are not there.  Due to the immense joy of salvation, no one will mourn for you.  They might look for you to share in mutual joy.  But when you are not found, no tear will fall.

In this world a man may cause suffering because of his rebellion.  And in his evil heart, he may even take joy in delivering such things.  These are the wicked things of a wicked child.

In this world a man may be lax in doing the work of Christ Jesus.  And truly, the kingdom suffers on earth for the lack of many to obey.  But do not think to yourself, your disobedience will cause God difficulty or pain.

The names of the wicked will be blotted out forever.  Their rebellion will find no strength against God nor his people.  The effectiveness of rebellion will cease!

“A little while, and the wicked will be no more;
though you look for them, they will not be found.” (Psalm 37: 10)

The wicked laugh at the righteous.  “See how miserable their life is!  They do not play with us.  They cannot have joy.”   The wicked mock the Holy Name and ways of God.  But they are the ones who have no place before the throne of the Holy Lord of life.  Nor will they share in the everlasting joy to come.

3 “Blessed are the poor in spirit,
for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
4 Blessed are those who mourn,
for they will be comforted.
5 Blessed are the meek,
for they will inherit the earth.
6 Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness,
for they will be filled.
7 Blessed are the merciful,
for they will be shown mercy.
8 Blessed are the pure in heart,
for they will see God.
9 Blessed are the peacemakers,
for they will be called children of God.
10 Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness,
for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
11 “Blessed are you when people insult you, persecute you and falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of me. 12 Rejoice and be glad, because great is your reward in heaven, for in the same way they persecuted the prophets who were before you.  (Matthew 5)

When all these promises come to pass, the memory of the wicked will be no more.  Enjoy your popularity now.  You will cease to be.

By His Grace

Every Effort

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Most don’t care one whit about the gospel or Christ Jesus in His Kingdom.

Some care and only do The Father’s Will a little bit.

Others care and strive to do, but find themselves woefully lacking; falling back and rising up and falling back again. 

Very few find legs of strength and stamina to boot. 

Fewest of hearts are dedicated 100% the holy Lord of life.

This is the way it is and it evidently can’t be changed.  The human heart is deceitful above all things.  And many are held captive to it.

But the captivity of the masses does not affect the Lord’s promises.  This is the day of calling and of holy work.  And the day approaches very quickly when the door will be shut and there will be no more holy work for men to do.

Perhaps today the sky will rip, and the Majestic Holy Lord Jesus will appear with his Holy Angels, to gather His elect from the four corners of the earth.  Perhaps before you finish reading, this he will appear.

As quickly as he comes, it will be over.  And the vast uproar of sin on earth will begin.  Those who were close to entering, but could not, will find themselves in utter destraction.  They will know what has happened.  And a sadness like they have never felt before will consume them.  To their knees they will fall with great tears and begging.  But to no avail. 

The night will come, the day will come, and then the night again.  And so for weeks and months and years, their plight only dissipates by virtue of their weak memory.  And the distractions caused by threats of death and injury will consume them.

Gone is the semblance of peace.   Chaos, murder, rape, theft, intrigued, slander, war, and violence of every kind will become the rule of this place.  Death and sickness beyond measure is about to let loose its terror on men.  And those who were nearly there to enter, will know.

Gone is the restraint of righteous men in Christ.  Gone is the voice of godly reason.  Gone is effective prayer.  Gone is the Holy Spirit, which has directed His holy people to do the good works of God.

And those who nearly entered, but did not, will know.  But to what value?  Will their knowing set them apart from those murderous many?  Will it stop their children from being abused?  Will it guard over their possessions?  What a useless and painful memory this “knowing” will be.

24 “Make every effort to enter through the narrow door, because many, I tell you, will try to enter and will not be able to. 25 Once the owner of the house gets up and closes the door, you will stand outside knocking and pleading, ‘Sir, open the door for us.’“ (Luke 13)

What the Lord has spoken will come to pass.  Will it come to pass on you?  Will it come to pass on me?  Have we made every effort?  It is impossible for God to lie.  Where is the measure of godly fear in our hearts?

Today is the day of mercy.  Today is the day of grace.  When the owner of the house gets up and closes the door, both of these will cease forever.

By His Grace

The Sharing

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Reluctant to love.

It looks like a man.

But a candy bar, still wrapped, looks like plastic.

Do you know what’s inside?
You might if you asked.

But what a thoroughly dreaded task.

Soul or sugar; you can’t taste either without unveiling.

Why has our mind a taste for the sweet, yet our pride denies The Sharing?

By His Grace

Forsaken Owner

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A vast apartment complex? No.  A trailer park a mile square?  No.  A high rise condominium in China.  No.  But over 2000 lived there at the same time.

Evicted, all of them, in a moment.  All their filth left behind.  The owner is left, for the rest of his life, to clean every room on his hands and knees.  Even the homeless are forbidden to live there again.

“Please let me go with you!  Nothing remains for me here!”  The owner begs to leave.  The answer comes from the compassionate enforcer.  “Stay here and tell everyone how I have cleaned out those detestable tenants.”

Without another word, the Savior is gone. 

They may well believe this man’s horror has come to an end.  But who will befriend him?  Who will take him into their house while he cleans what is left of his own?  Driven mad by detestable tenants, he now faces sanity and responsibility.  And he will face it alone.

Can we blame them for despising this poor wretched owner?  He frightens the children at his approach.  This conversation has nothing to do with anything but God.  He has no other trade but breathing.  To them he is fearsome, by virtue of history, and useless to the future.

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I thank God my Savior, the Holy One of the living God, for giving me this place to serve.  Cast out by my former folly, here I can add to his wonderous bounty.

Praise to the living God.  For in Christ Jesus, he even redeems such as I.

By His Grace