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If, Then

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* If we have received the love of God in Christ Jesus. 

* If there is the slightest hope that we will live eternally in the presence of God. 

* If there is a transformation within us after we have accepted the promise of the gospel. 

* If there is a fear of the holiness of God within us.

* If the love of God provokes us to give thanks.

* If we have enjoyed the fellowship of the body of Christ. 

* If we have read any portion of the Bible and understand it fluently.

Then is it proper to let fear keep us from sharing with those who do not have these things?

“I Did It!”

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Do you have a prayer to pray?  Is there a task needing done that is too much for you?  Are you overcome with the requirements of life?  Then take heart, you’re not alone.

Does the carpet need vacuuming?  And you find that you can’t find the strength or will to go do it?  Then do this small task:  Get up from where you are.  Walk over to the place where the

Carpet.

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vacuum is stored.  In this small task (something easily done) you have approached the cleaning of the carpet.  What was too much for you a moment ago is nearing completion.  And, let’s be frank here, since you’ve come this far why not reach out and take hold of the machine.  Draw it to you and out of storage.  Push or carry it to the carpet needing cleaned.  Now reach out your hand and grasp the cord.  Remove it from its place.  Walk over to………. oh I know you understand what I’m saying here.

Let’s approach the life Jesus has called us to in the same manner.  There is no need to say anything more on this.

Non Regret

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dramatic dream

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I lay to sleep and dreamt a dream.

Neither long or short ago

Twas a dream of vague import indeed.

I can’t go back or do a deed

No tools of non-regret.

Those days of past are not for me.

To straighten, untie, or uncoil.

What’s done is done, the sage will say.

Yet why then are they real?

I lay upon my bed of sweat, my confidence they steal.

vengeance will not touch those dreams.

They plague a man like gnats.

All hope that’s gained is softly muted.

Regret comes back too often.

I can’t take back what hurt I’ve caused.

I’m broken in the midst.

But isn’t this what He has said?

“I come to heal what’s broken”.

I lay it out and beg for help.

What can I do alone?

They lost, and this because of me.

My portion, now divided.

Will they know their piece?

Will it even appear?

Will my giving help them now?

What’s done is gone for tools to pry.

Only “now” will bend to hands.

What’s to come is promise.

To this I hold, so bold.

For He who cannot lie.

He’s said, “You’re Mine”.

 

By His Grace.