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I smiled when I saw there was a post from you. Even BEFORE I read the post.Living in the grace and favour of God does not mean that everything in life will be easy but it does mean that everything is working together for our good in Christ!
John 7:38Jesus gives us life flowing with grace. He is so generous to us. He provides all we need!
Reminds me of someone else who didn't amount to much. - lolEver hear this slighting of the preacher? (Paraphrasing) 'He can't be blessed, he reads his sermons'
I find it interesting that that may have run the course with Peter. For at one point he said,", , must deny themselves
The "denial" is a denial of the leading of the flesh.I find it interesting that that may have run the course with Peter. For at one point he said,
“Silver and gold have I none”
But then another who denied himself was John who said,
“I pray that in all respects you may prosper”
And just as surely, Paul too,
“Don't you have homes to eat and drink in?”
Do you suppose Jesus is wearied at the lack of insistence [following, taking up the cross] of addressing illness as He did? The same Spirit speaking through Jesus saying we “must deny” also questioned it unusual that we wouldn’t have “homes” to live in. But also mentioned “the Son of man hath not where to lay His head”, the One specifically.
Is the denial for blessing then fully a matter of spiritual prosperity?
I am sure that we all know that on this forumThe "denial" is a denial of the leading of the flesh.
We take up "a cross" when we FOLLOW Jesus. And recommit DAILY.
It's NOT about the STUFF we may have (the blessing of God), it's about WHAT we DO with it.
Right.I am sure that we all know that on this forum
At a church where I played the organ once, the choir, all oldies, got out the boiled sweets during the sermon and some had a nap. (Chuckle) a bit off topicRight.
But even the choir sticks around for the sermon. How come?
Boiled sweets?At a church where I played the organ once, the choir, all oldies, got out the boiled sweets during the sermon and some had a nap. (Chuckle) a bit off topic
An English sweet toffee sold in packets (noisy) and individually wrapped in selophane (even more noisy) also noisy whispers. "Would you like one of mine?"Boiled sweets?
Please tell me what that is.
Sounds yummy. Thanks.An English sweet toffee sold in packets (noisy) and individually wrapped in selophane (even more noisy) also noisy whispers. "Would you like one of mine?"
Absolutely,spot on! Thankyou for that,Steve!Twas late in '19 when the virus began,
Bringing chaos and fear to all people, each land.
People were sick, hospitals full,
Doctors overwhelmed, no one in school.
As winter gave way to the promise of spring,
The virus raged on, touching peasant and king.
People hid in their homes from the enemy unseen.
They YouTubed and Zoomed, social-distanced, and cleaned.
April approached and churches were closed.
"There won't be an Easter," the world supposed.
"There won't be church services, and egg hunts are out.
No reason for new dresses when we can't go about."
Holy Week started, as bleak as the rest.
The world was focused on masks and on tests.
"Easter can't happen this year," they proclaimed.
"Online and at home, it just won't be the same."
Maundy Thursday, Good Friday, the days came and went.
The virus pressed on; it just would not relent.
The world woke Sunday and nothing had changed.
The virus still menaced, the people, estranged.
"Pooh pooh to the saints," the world was grumbling.
"They're finding out now that no Easter is coming.
"They're just waking up! I know just what they'll do!
Their mouths will hang open a minute or two,
And then all the saints will all cry boo-hoo.
"That noise," said the world, "would be something to hear."
So it paused and the world put a hand to its ear.
And it did hear a sound coming through all the skies.
It started down low, then it started to rise.
But the sound wasn't depressed.
Why, this sound was triumphant!
It couldn't be so!
But it grew with abundance!
The world stared around, popping its eyes.
Then it shook! What it saw was a shocking surprise!
Each saint in each nation, the tall and the small,
Was celebrating Jesus in spite of it all!
It hadn't stopped Easter from coming! It came!
Somehow or other, it came just the same!
And the world with its life quite stuck in quarantine
Stood puzzling and puzzling.
"Just how can it be?"
"It came without bonnets, it came without bunnies,
It came without egg hunts, cantatas, or money."
Then the world thought of something it hadn't before.
"Maybe Easter," it thought, "doesn't come from a store.
Maybe Easter, perhaps, means a little bit more."
And what happened then?
Well....the story's not done.
What will YOU do?
Will you share with that one
Or two or more people needing hope in this night?
Will you share of the source of your life in this fight?
The churches are empty - but so is the tomb,
And Jesus is Victor over death, doom, and gloom.
So this year at Easter, let this be our prayer,
As the virus still rages all around, everywhere.
May the world see hope when it looks at God's people.
May the world see the Church is not a building or steeple.
May the world find Faith in Jesus' death and resurrection,
May the world find Joy in a time of dejection.
May 2020 be known as the year of survival,
But not only that -
Let it start a revival.
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