Wednesday, February 3, 2016

We Love Stuff

"When we don't have what we want, the world corrupts us with covetousness.  And when we do have what we want the world corrupts us with pride.  This is what keeps us from loving God and loving each other.  We love stuff.  And when we don't have it, we crave it.  And when we do have it, we love to talk about it incessantly, and waste time on it.  And where is God in all that?"

~ John Piper, Finally Alive

Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Proof

"This isn't to say that our good works earn our salvation - we are saved only by grace (Ephesians 2:8).  But the way we live proves the reality of our salvation.  If a person has truly been saved, truly been justified by grace, it shows in a new lifestyle.  Every genuine Christian is being sanctified.  The process might be slow, it might move ahead in fits and starts, but if we've been justified, we will also begin to be sanctified."

~ Joshua Harris, Dug Down Deep

Wednesday, January 20, 2016

Walking In The Light?

"In 1 John 1:8-10 . . . John is at pains to say that 'walking in the light' does not mean walking flawlessly.  It means that, when you stumble, the light of Christ causes you to see your stumbling as sin and hate it and confess it and receive forgiveness and move forward with Christ."
~ John Piper, Finally Alive

Wednesday, January 13, 2016

Only One Right Person

"It helps me to remember that one day in heaven there will be only one right person.  I'm sorry, but it won't be you. Or me.  It will be God.  Everybody else in heaven will be wrong in a million different ways about a million different things.  The Bible tells us that only those who trusted in Jesus Christ, who turned from sin and believed in him, will be in God's presence.  But on a host of secondary matters, we'll all discover how much we got wrong."

~Joshua Harris, Dug Down Deep

Friday, December 25, 2015

Longfellow On Christmas

I heard the bells on Christmas day
Their old familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet the words repeat
Of peace on earth, good will to men.

And thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along the unbroken song
Of peace of earth, good will to men.

Till ringing, singing on  its way
The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime, a chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good will to men

And in despair I bowed my head
"there is no peace on earth," I said,
"For hate is strong and mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good will to men."

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
"God is not dead, nor doth He sleep;
The wrong shall fail, the right prevail
With peace on earth, good will to men."

Wednesday, December 16, 2015

Heaven Is The Face

For children, Christmas is a season of great expectation.   Do you get the same feeling about the day you'll lay eyes on the new heaven and the new earth?    Think about it - it's almost too good to be true, yet, like Christmas morning, it will happen.  Imagine children coming down the stairs and seeing a tree and lights and gifts and smelling warm aromas and thinking, "this is the best day of the year!"  Christmas makes our hearts ache and yearn, and the world to come should capture us in the same way.  I want it to come so badly.  I wish it would get here soon.  I know that everything I've ever wanted is there.  Maranatha!



Wednesday, December 9, 2015

JESUS




Jesus . . . 
They say You walked upon the water once
When you lived as all men do
Please teach me how to walk the way You did
Because I want to walk with You 
Jesus . . . 
They say you taught a lame man how to dance
When he had never stood without a crutch
Well, here am I Lord, holding out my withered hands
And I'm just waiting to be touched 
Jesus
Write me into Your story
Whisper it to me
And let me know I'm Yours 

Jesus . . . 
They say You spoke and calmed an angry wave
That was tossed across a stormy sea
Please teach me how to listen, how to obey
'Cause there's a storm inside of me 
Jesus
Write me into Your story
Whisper it to me
And let me know I'm Yours 

Jesus . . . 
They drove the cold nails through Your tired hands
And rolled a stone to seal Your grave
Feels like the devil's rolled a stone onto my heart
Can You roll that stone away?