A teenage girl and her soon-to-be.
A simple trip far as they could see.
The sky was clear and the hour serene.
But did they know what the night would bring?
Lonely hearts strung across the land.
They’ve been waiting long for a healing hand.
My heart was there and I felt the chill.
Love came down and the earth stood still.
Love came down and the earth stood still.
Shepherds stirred under starry skies,
Tasting grace that would change their lives.
The angels trembled and the demons did too,
For they knew very well what pure grace would do.
The hope of the world and a baby boy.
I remember Him well like I was there that night.
My heart was there and I felt the chill.
Love came down and the earth stood still.
Love came down and the earth stood still.
Love came down and the earth stood still.
Been following Pastor Youcef’s case for a while. Please keep him in your prayers and other brothers and sisters going through similar persecution! Also remember their families.
Please pray for him. I know God will take care of him.
Feb. 26
INFERIOR MISGIVINGS ABOUT JESUS
“Sir, Thou hast nothing to draw with.”
John 4:11
“I am impressed with the wonder of what God says, but He cannot expect me really to live it out in the details of my life!” When it comes to facing Jesus Christ on His own merits, our attitude is one of superiority — Your ideals are high and they impress us, but in touch with actual things, it cannot be done. Each of us thinks about Jesus in this in some particular. These misgivings about Jesus start from the amused questions put to us when we talk of our transactions with God — Where are you going to get your money from? How are you going to be looked after? Or they start from ourselves when we tell Jesus that our case is a bit too hard for Him. It is all very well to say, “Trust in the LORD,” but a man must live, and Jesus has nothing to draw with — nothing whereby to give us these things. Beware of the pious fraud in you which says — I have no misgivings about Jesus, only about myself. None of us ever had misgivings about ourslves; we know exactly what we cannot do, but we do have misgivings about Jesus. We are rather hurt at the idea that He can do what we cannot.
My misgivings arise from the fact that I ransack my own person to find out how He will be able to do it. My questions spring from the depths of my own inferiority. If I detect these misgivings in myself, let me bring them to the light and confess them — “LORD, I have had misgivings about Thee, I have not believed in Thy wits apart from my own; I have not believed in Thine almighty power apart from my finite understanding of it.”
| — | Oswald Chambers - ‘My Utmost for His Highest’ |
| — | Richard Wurmbrand’s “100 Prison Meditations” |
“I love soap, I love cheese, I love Jesus Christ of Nazareth.”
Think about what you’re saying people.
(And thank you Mindy for showing me this video.)
Please continue praying for this Iranian pastor. <3
While the Iranian court is trying to get Pastor Youcef Nadarkhani to repent from his belief in Jesus Christ, he said:
“Repent means to return. What should I return to? To the blasphemy that I had before my faith in Christ?”
The court, of course, said to return to the Islam faith.
…
There were three
Before the king
There were three who wouldn’t bow to him
For when you heard
The music play
And you were standing you would burn.
They looked at him and said…
“Burn us up! Burn us up! Burn us up!
Oh, king, won’t you burn us in the furnace of
Your desire
We give up! We give up! We give up!
Oh, King, won’t you burn us in the furnace of
Your desire!
Won’t you throw us in the fire!”
The king enraged
At what they said
Sent the three away to find their death
The palace stopped in unbelief
When the guilty raised their hands to sing
They looked to Him and said…
“Burn us up! Burn us up! Burn us up!
Oh, King, won’t you burn us in the furnace of
Your desire
We give up! We give up! We give up!
Oh, King, won’t you burn us in the furnace of
Your desire!
Won’t you save us from the fire!”
You are able to deliver from the fire of affliction
It’s the declaration of my LORD
You’re not an image of gold
You’re the God of old
You have made us
Come and save us
We are Yours
But even if You don’t,
Even if You don’t
Even if You don’t
We will burn
Burn ourselves
“Burn us up! Burn us up! Burn us up!
Oh, King, won’t You burn us in the furnace of
Your desire
We give up! We give up! We give up!
Oh, King, won’t you burn us in the furnace of
Your desire!
Won’t you throw us in the fire!”
| — | A.W.Tozer’s “The Root of the Righteous” |
Oh, LORD forgive
The faithful we’ve outlived
Oh, LORD forgive
God, hold back Your hand
Oh, God hold back Your hand
Stay Your wrath again
Oh, God hold back Your hand
Blessedness of everlasting light
No more pain
No more night
Oh, LORD forgive
Oh, LORD forgive
Free from chains of sin
Oh, LORD forgive
God, reach out Your hand
Oh, God, reach out Your hand
Full of grace again
God, reach out Your hand
Blessedness of everlasting light
No more pain
No more night
Blessedness of everlasting light
Oh, what light
Oh, what light
Oh, what light
Oh, what light
| — | Charles Spurgeon |
Heaven & the earth will pass away
But Your words all remain
& my hands are growing old
& weary with pain
Still I fold them to pray
To the One unchanged
Yesterday & today
Oh YHWH
I will try to stay awake
Take my last breath of faith
As I wait for You to come
Take me beyond
This land undone
Over the flood
By Your Word, Spirit, & blood
It was prophesied long ago
Every word set in stone
Not one will fall away
Or walk alone
All that I own does not compare
To the love that we share
Please remember me
When the hour arrives
& you must decide
If You’ll wait for me to come
“Take you beyond
This land undone
Over the flood
By my Words, Spirit, & blood.”
A blind man once asked a friend to describe milk to him. His friend began, “Milk is white.” The blind man stopped him with a second question, “What does white mean?” “White is the color of a swan,” was the reply. The blind man then asked, “What is a swan?” The explanation was, “It is a bird with a bent neck.” He persisted in questioning, “What does ‘bent’ mean?” The friend bent his elbow and said, “Touch my arm now and you will understand what I mean by the word ‘bent’.” The blind man touched his friend’s elbow and exclaimed, “Now I know what milk is like!”
If the Bible is only an accumulation of words, we will know about God only as much as the blind man knew about milk.
| — | Richard Wurmbrand’s ‘100 Prison Meditations’ |
