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Wednesday 19 September 2012
CHRIST
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O GOD HEAR ME
God is our refuge and strength, an
ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the
earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though
its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging.
(Psalm 46:1-3)
(Psalm 46:1-3)
Thursday 6 September 2012
*****Ephesians 2****
Ephesians 2
New International Version (NIV)
Made Alive in Christ
2 As for you, you were dead in your transgressions and sins, 2 in which you used to live when you followed the ways of this world and of the ruler of the kingdom of the air, the spirit who is now at work in those who are disobedient. 3 All of us also lived among them at one time, gratifying the cravings of our flesh[a] and followin
New International Version (NIV)
Made Alive in Christ
2 As for you, you were dead in your transgressions and sins, 2 in which you used to live when you followed the ways of this world and of the ruler of the kingdom of the air, the spirit who is now at work in those who are disobedient. 3 All of us also lived among them at one time, gratifying the cravings of our flesh[a] and followin
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its desires and thoughts. Like the rest, we were by nature deserving of
wrath. 4 But because of his great love for us, God, who is rich in
mercy, 5 made us alive with Christ even when we were dead in
transgressions—it is by grace you have been saved. 6 And God raised us
up with Christ and seated us with him in the heavenly realms in Christ
Jesus, 7 in order that in the coming ages he might show the incomparable
riches of his grace, expressed in his kindness to us in Christ Jesus. 8
For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this is not
from yourselves, it is the gift of God— 9 not by works, so that no one
can boast. 10 For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do
good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.
Jew and Gentile Reconciled Through Christ
11 Therefore, remember that formerly you who are Gentiles by birth and called “uncircumcised” by those who call themselves “the circumcision” (which is done in the body by human hands)— 12 remember that at that time you were separate from Christ, excluded from citizenship in Israel and foreigners to the covenants of the promise, without hope and without God in the world. 13 But now in Christ Jesus you who once were far away have been brought near by the blood of Christ.
14 For he himself is our peace, who has made the two groups one and has destroyed the barrier, the dividing wall of hostility, 15 by setting aside in his flesh the law with its commands and regulations. His purpose was to create in himself one new humanity out of the two, thus making peace, 16 and in one body to reconcile both of them to God through the cross, by which he put to death their hostility. 17 He came and preached peace to you who were far away and peace to those who were near. 18 For through him we both have access to the Father by one Spirit.
19 Consequently, you are no longer foreigners and strangers, but fellow citizens with God’s people and also members of his household, 20 built on the foundation of the apostles and prophets, with Christ Jesus himself as the chief cornerstone. 21 In him the whole building is joined together and rises to become a holy temple in the Lord. 22 And in him you too are being built together to become a dwelling in which God lives by his Spirit.
Jew and Gentile Reconciled Through Christ
11 Therefore, remember that formerly you who are Gentiles by birth and called “uncircumcised” by those who call themselves “the circumcision” (which is done in the body by human hands)— 12 remember that at that time you were separate from Christ, excluded from citizenship in Israel and foreigners to the covenants of the promise, without hope and without God in the world. 13 But now in Christ Jesus you who once were far away have been brought near by the blood of Christ.
14 For he himself is our peace, who has made the two groups one and has destroyed the barrier, the dividing wall of hostility, 15 by setting aside in his flesh the law with its commands and regulations. His purpose was to create in himself one new humanity out of the two, thus making peace, 16 and in one body to reconcile both of them to God through the cross, by which he put to death their hostility. 17 He came and preached peace to you who were far away and peace to those who were near. 18 For through him we both have access to the Father by one Spirit.
19 Consequently, you are no longer foreigners and strangers, but fellow citizens with God’s people and also members of his household, 20 built on the foundation of the apostles and prophets, with Christ Jesus himself as the chief cornerstone. 21 In him the whole building is joined together and rises to become a holy temple in the Lord. 22 And in him you too are being built together to become a dwelling in which God lives by his Spirit.
As you read this story please put yourself in Brian's place.
As you read this story please put yourself in Brian's place.
THE ROOM
17-year-old Brian Moore had only a short time to write something for a class. The subject was what Heaven was like. "I wowed 'em," he later told his father, Bruce. "It's a killer. It's the bomb. It's the best thing I ever wrote." It also was the last.
Brian's parents had forgotten about the essay when a cousin found it while
THE ROOM
17-year-old Brian Moore had only a short time to write something for a class. The subject was what Heaven was like. "I wowed 'em," he later told his father, Bruce. "It's a killer. It's the bomb. It's the best thing I ever wrote." It also was the last.
Brian's parents had forgotten about the essay when a cousin found it while
cleaning
out the teenager's locker at Teary Valley High School . Brian had been
dead only hours, but his parents desperately wanted every piece of his
life near them-notes from classmates and teachers, his homework.
Only two months before, he had handwritten the essay about encountering Jesus in a file room full of cards detailing every moment of the teen's life. But it was only after Brian's death that Beth and Bruce Moore realized that their son had described his view of heaven. "It makes such an impact that people want to share it. You feel like you are there." Mr. Moore said.
Brian Moore died May 27, 1997, the day after Memorial Day. He was driving home from a friend's house when his car went off Bulen-Pierce Road in Pickaway County and struck a utility pole. He emerged from the wreck unharmed but stepped on a downed power line and was electrocuted.
The Moores framed a copy of Brian's essay and hung it among the family portraits in the living room. "I think God used him to make a point. I think we were meant to find it and make something out of it," Mrs. Moore said of the essay. She and her husband want to share their son's vision of life after death. "I'm happy for Brian. I know he's in heaven. I know I'll see him."
Brian's Essay: The Room...
In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features except for the one wall covered with small index card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endless in either direction, had very different headings. As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was one that read "Girls I have liked." I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one. And then without being told, I knew exactly where I was.
This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalogue system for my life. Here were written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory couldn't match. A sense of wonder and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching.
A file named "Friends" was next to one marked "Friends I have betrayed." The titles ranged from the mundane to the outright weird "Books I Have Read," "Lies I Have Told," "Comfort I have Given," "Jokes I Have Laughed at." Some were almost hilarious in their exactness: "Things I've yelled at my brothers." Others I couldn't laugh at: "Things I Have Done in My Anger", "Things I Have Muttered Under My Breath at My Parents." I never ceased to be surprised by the contents.
Often there were many more cards than I expected. Sometimes fewer than I hoped. I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life I had lived. Could it be possible that I had the time in my years to fill each of these thousands or even millions of cards? But each card confirmed this truth. Each was written in my own handwriting. Each signed with my signature.
When I pulled out the file marked "TV Shows I have watched", I realized the files grew to contain their contents. The cards were packed tightly and yet after two or three yards, I hadn't found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so much by the quality of shows but more by the vast time I knew that file represented.
When I came to a file marked "Lustful Thoughts," I felt a chill run through my body. I pulled the file out only an inch, not willing to test its size and drew out a card. I shuddered at its detailed content.
I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded. An almost animal rage broke on me. One thought dominated my mind: No one must ever see these cads. No one must ever see this room! I have to destroy them!" In insane frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didn't matter now. I had to empty it and burn the cards. But as I took it at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I could not dislodge a single card. I became desperate and pulled out a card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it.
Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its slot. Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a long, self-pitying sigh.
And then I saw it.. The title bore "People I Have Shared the Gospel With." The handle was brighter than those around it, newer, almost unused. I pulled on its handle and a small box not more than three inches long fell into my hands. I could count the cards it contained on one hand.
And then the tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that they hurt. They started in my stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame, fro m the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shelves swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one must ever, ever know of this room. I must lock it up and hide the key. But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him.
No, please not Him. Not here. Oh, anyone but Jesus. I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards. I couldn't bear to watch His response. And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw a sorrow deeper than my own.
He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes. Why did He have to read every one? Finally He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me with pity in His eyes. But this was a pity that didn't anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands and began to cry again. He walked over and put His arm around me. He could have said so many things. But He didn't say a word. He just cried with me.
Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room, He took out a file and, one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card. "No!" I shouted rushing to Him. All I could find to say was "No, no," as I pulled the card from Him. His name shouldn't be on these cards. But there it was, written in red so rich, so dark, so alive. The name of Jesus covered mine. It was written with His blood. He gently took the card back. He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the cards. I don't think I'll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side.
He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, "It is finished." I stood up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door. There were still cards to be written.
"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me."-Phil. 4:13 "For God so loved the world that He gave His only son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life." If you feel the same way forward it to as many people as you can so the love of Jesus will touch their lives also. My "People I shared the gospel with" file just got bigger, how about yours?
Only two months before, he had handwritten the essay about encountering Jesus in a file room full of cards detailing every moment of the teen's life. But it was only after Brian's death that Beth and Bruce Moore realized that their son had described his view of heaven. "It makes such an impact that people want to share it. You feel like you are there." Mr. Moore said.
Brian Moore died May 27, 1997, the day after Memorial Day. He was driving home from a friend's house when his car went off Bulen-Pierce Road in Pickaway County and struck a utility pole. He emerged from the wreck unharmed but stepped on a downed power line and was electrocuted.
The Moores framed a copy of Brian's essay and hung it among the family portraits in the living room. "I think God used him to make a point. I think we were meant to find it and make something out of it," Mrs. Moore said of the essay. She and her husband want to share their son's vision of life after death. "I'm happy for Brian. I know he's in heaven. I know I'll see him."
Brian's Essay: The Room...
In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features except for the one wall covered with small index card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endless in either direction, had very different headings. As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was one that read "Girls I have liked." I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one. And then without being told, I knew exactly where I was.
This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalogue system for my life. Here were written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory couldn't match. A sense of wonder and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching.
A file named "Friends" was next to one marked "Friends I have betrayed." The titles ranged from the mundane to the outright weird "Books I Have Read," "Lies I Have Told," "Comfort I have Given," "Jokes I Have Laughed at." Some were almost hilarious in their exactness: "Things I've yelled at my brothers." Others I couldn't laugh at: "Things I Have Done in My Anger", "Things I Have Muttered Under My Breath at My Parents." I never ceased to be surprised by the contents.
Often there were many more cards than I expected. Sometimes fewer than I hoped. I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life I had lived. Could it be possible that I had the time in my years to fill each of these thousands or even millions of cards? But each card confirmed this truth. Each was written in my own handwriting. Each signed with my signature.
When I pulled out the file marked "TV Shows I have watched", I realized the files grew to contain their contents. The cards were packed tightly and yet after two or three yards, I hadn't found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so much by the quality of shows but more by the vast time I knew that file represented.
When I came to a file marked "Lustful Thoughts," I felt a chill run through my body. I pulled the file out only an inch, not willing to test its size and drew out a card. I shuddered at its detailed content.
I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded. An almost animal rage broke on me. One thought dominated my mind: No one must ever see these cads. No one must ever see this room! I have to destroy them!" In insane frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didn't matter now. I had to empty it and burn the cards. But as I took it at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I could not dislodge a single card. I became desperate and pulled out a card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it.
Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its slot. Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a long, self-pitying sigh.
And then I saw it.. The title bore "People I Have Shared the Gospel With." The handle was brighter than those around it, newer, almost unused. I pulled on its handle and a small box not more than three inches long fell into my hands. I could count the cards it contained on one hand.
And then the tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that they hurt. They started in my stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame, fro m the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shelves swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one must ever, ever know of this room. I must lock it up and hide the key. But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him.
No, please not Him. Not here. Oh, anyone but Jesus. I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards. I couldn't bear to watch His response. And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw a sorrow deeper than my own.
He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes. Why did He have to read every one? Finally He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me with pity in His eyes. But this was a pity that didn't anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands and began to cry again. He walked over and put His arm around me. He could have said so many things. But He didn't say a word. He just cried with me.
Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room, He took out a file and, one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card. "No!" I shouted rushing to Him. All I could find to say was "No, no," as I pulled the card from Him. His name shouldn't be on these cards. But there it was, written in red so rich, so dark, so alive. The name of Jesus covered mine. It was written with His blood. He gently took the card back. He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the cards. I don't think I'll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side.
He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, "It is finished." I stood up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door. There were still cards to be written.
"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me."-Phil. 4:13 "For God so loved the world that He gave His only son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life." If you feel the same way forward it to as many people as you can so the love of Jesus will touch their lives also. My "People I shared the gospel with" file just got bigger, how about yours?
Sunday 2 September 2012
A must read.
5 THINGS U MUST NOT DO B4
SLEEPING
1 – DON’T SLEEP WITH WATCH
Watches can emit a certain level of
radioactivity. Though small, but if
you wear your watchto bed for a
long time, it might have adverse
effects on your health.
2 – DON’T SLEEP WITH BRA
Scientists in America have
SLEEPING
1 – DON’T SLEEP WITH WATCH
Watches can emit a certain level of
radioactivity. Though small, but if
you wear your watchto bed for a
long time, it might have adverse
effects on your health.
2 – DON’T SLEEP WITH BRA
Scientists in America have
discovered those that wear bras
for more than 12 hours have
ahigher risk of getting breast
cancer. So go to bed without it.
3 – DON’T SLEEP WITH PHONE
Putting the phone beside your
bed or anywhere near you is not
encouraged. Though some of us
will use phones as alarm clocks,
but please put the phone as far as
possible. Scientists have proved
that electrical items including
mobile phone and television sets
emit magnetic waveswhen used.
These waves can cause
disruptions to our nervous
system. Therefore if you need to
put your mobilephone near you,
switch it off first.
4 – DON’T SLEEP WITH MAKE UP
People who sleep with make up
might have skinproblems in the
long run.Sleeping with make up
will cause the skin to have
difficulty in breathing and
problem in perspiring. You will also
need a much longer time to
go into deep sleep. Lastly….. &
Most Important,
5 – DON’T SLEEP WITH OTHER
PEOPLE’S WIFE/ HUSBAND You may
never wake up again.
for more than 12 hours have
ahigher risk of getting breast
cancer. So go to bed without it.
3 – DON’T SLEEP WITH PHONE
Putting the phone beside your
bed or anywhere near you is not
encouraged. Though some of us
will use phones as alarm clocks,
but please put the phone as far as
possible. Scientists have proved
that electrical items including
mobile phone and television sets
emit magnetic waveswhen used.
These waves can cause
disruptions to our nervous
system. Therefore if you need to
put your mobilephone near you,
switch it off first.
4 – DON’T SLEEP WITH MAKE UP
People who sleep with make up
might have skinproblems in the
long run.Sleeping with make up
will cause the skin to have
difficulty in breathing and
problem in perspiring. You will also
need a much longer time to
go into deep sleep. Lastly….. &
Most Important,
5 – DON’T SLEEP WITH OTHER
PEOPLE’S WIFE/ HUSBAND You may
never wake up again.
Life iz love
Two butterflies were in love.........
One day, they decided to play Hide n Seek.......
During the play.....
Boy Butterfly - "A small game within us"
Girl Butterfly - "OK"
Boy Butterfly - "The one who sits in this flower tomorrow early in
the morning.....that one loves the other one more....."
Girl Butterfly - "OK"
One day, they decided to play Hide n Seek.......
During the play.....
Boy Butterfly - "A small game within us"
Girl Butterfly - "OK"
Boy Butterfly - "The one who sits in this flower tomorrow early in
the morning.....that one loves the other one more....."
Girl Butterfly - "OK"
Next morning, the boy butterfly waits for the flower to open so that
he can sit before the girl butterfly does......
Finally, the flower opened.....
What did he see.....?????........
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The girl butterfly had died inside the flower.....
She stayed there all night......so that early in the morning......as
soon as she sees him.......she can fly to him and tell him how much she
loved him........
This is true LOVE....
Life is LOVE
he can sit before the girl butterfly does......
Finally, the flower opened.....
What did he see.....?????........
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The girl butterfly had died inside the flower.....
She stayed there all night......so that early in the morning......as
soon as she sees him.......she can fly to him and tell him how much she
loved him........
This is true LOVE....
Life is LOVE
God's Love Letter to YOU
God's Love Letter to YOU
Scripture: "Behold, I have engraved you on the palms of My hands." Isaiah 49:16
Just How Much God Loves You
If you're anything like me (or most everyone else I know), you have no idea how much God loves you.
He died for you, sacrificed His only Son, and would do it all over
again. But even if you've heard it once, you need to hear it again. So if God wrote you a love letter, here's what it might sound like…
Love Letter
Dear Child of Mine,
I
saw you before you were born, and I destined you for a great purpose
(Jeremiah 1:5). While your mom was pregnant with you, I personally
designed you with incredible detail and precision (Psalm 139:13,14).
From the get-go, I planned so many amazing things for you, you could
never even count them if you tried (Psalm 40:5).
But
I knew in advance that you would go astray and forget me, so I asked My
perfect Son Jesus to take your punishment Himself (Isaiah 53:5). He was
willing to be humiliated and murdered so that you could be eternally
healed (Isaiah 53:5). He loved you so much that He came down to earth to
show you what I'm really like (John 14:7).
When
you first believed in Me, I immediately accepted you into My own family
(John 1:12). I forgave all your sins through My Son Jesus (1 John
2:12). And now Jesus is in Heaven with Me, preparing a place for you
(John 14:2). In fact, I am living inside of you because You believe in
My Son (I John 4:15).
I
am forever committed to you; there is no circumstance under which I
will leave you or take my love away from you (Hebrews 13:5; Romans
8:38). Even when you go through the hardest trials, I will be with you
and carry you through them (Isaiah 43:2). In fact, I will cause
EVERYTHING to work together for your good, because you have loved me
back and I have a great purpose for you (Romans 8:28).
Is
there anything you need right now? Ask Me. I am your Good Father and I
won't give you something bad in return (Matthew 7:11). Actually, I have
My own Spirit readily available to you to help you in your weakest hour
(Romans 8:26). I know you get tempted to lose faith, but even when you
do, I will remain faithful to you (2 Timothy 2:13). I want you to ask Me
for great things, because I want to answer you (John 16:23). Take a
look up at the heavens; My love for you goes even higher than that
(Psalm 108:4). Don't lose heart: I want you to know that I am coming
back for you (Revelation 22:12).
And
just remember: I AM LOVE (1 John 4:16). I am always patient, always
kind. I'm never envious, proud or boastful. I'm not rude, and I only
want the best for you. I don't get easily irritated with you or hold a
grudge toward you. I am sad when you are hurt or wronged, but love when
the truth prevails in your life. I will never stop being patient with
you, never lose hope or give up on you. I WILL NEVER QUIT ON YOU (1
Corinthians 13:4-8).
My love for you is everlasting (Jeremiah 31:3).
Handy Little Chart Based on Scripture
Handy Little Chart Based on Scripture
You say: 'It's impossible'
God says: All things are possible (Luke 18:27)
You say: 'I'm too tired'
God says: I will give you rest (Matthew 11:28-30)
You say: 'Nobody really loves me'
God says: I love you (John 3:16 & John 3:34)
You say: 'I can't go on'
God says: My grace is sufficient (II Corinthians 12:9 & Psalm 91:15)
You say: 'I can't figure things out'
God says: I will direct your steps (Proverbs 3:5- 6)
You say: 'I can't do it'
God says: You can do all things (Philippians 4:13)
You say: 'I'm not able'
God says: I am able (II Corinthians 9:8)
You say: 'It's not worth it'
God says: It will be worth it (Roman 8:28 )
You say: 'I can't forgive myself'
God says: I Forgive you (I John 1:9 & Romans 8:1)
You say: 'I can't manage'
God says: I will supply all your needs (Philippians 4:19)
You say: 'I'm afraid'
God says: I have not given you a spirit of fear (II Timothy 1:7)
You say: 'I'm always worried and frustrated'
God says: Cast all your cares on ME (I Peter 5:7)
You say: 'I'm not smart enough'
God says: I give you wisdom (I Corinthians 1:30)
You say: 'I feel all alone'
God says: I will never leave you or forsake you (Hebrews 13:5)
A Letter from Heaven.
From the original poem written by Alena Hakala Meadows.
Who has the Majority?
Who Has the Majority?
And he answered, Fear not: for they that be with us are more than they that be with them. (2 Kings 6:16)
Horses and chariots and a great host shut up the prophet in Dothan. His young servant was alarmed. How could they escape from such a body of armed men? But the prophet had eyes which his servant had not, and he could see a greater host with far superior weapons
And he answered, Fear not: for they that be with us are more than they that be with them. (2 Kings 6:16)
Horses and chariots and a great host shut up the prophet in Dothan. His young servant was alarmed. How could they escape from such a body of armed men? But the prophet had eyes which his servant had not, and he could see a greater host with far superior weapons
guarding him from all harm. Horses of fire are mightier than horses of
flesh, and chariots of fire are far preferable to chariots of iron.
Even so is it at this hour. The adversaries of truth are many, influential, learned, and crafty; and truth fares ill at their hands; and yet the man of God has no cause for trepidation. Agencies, seen and unseen, of the most potent kind, are on the side of righteousness. God has armies in ambush which will reveal themselves in the hour of need. The forces which are on the side of the good and the true far outweigh the powers of evil. Therefore, let us keep our spirits up, and walk with the gait of men who possess a cheering secret, which has lifted them above all fear. We are on the winning side. The battle may be sharp, but we know how it will end. Faith, having God with her, is in a clear majority: "They that be with us are more than they that be with them."
Even so is it at this hour. The adversaries of truth are many, influential, learned, and crafty; and truth fares ill at their hands; and yet the man of God has no cause for trepidation. Agencies, seen and unseen, of the most potent kind, are on the side of righteousness. God has armies in ambush which will reveal themselves in the hour of need. The forces which are on the side of the good and the true far outweigh the powers of evil. Therefore, let us keep our spirits up, and walk with the gait of men who possess a cheering secret, which has lifted them above all fear. We are on the winning side. The battle may be sharp, but we know how it will end. Faith, having God with her, is in a clear majority: "They that be with us are more than they that be with them."
SHOUT AMEN.
Please Don't Ignore This Message
*IT IS A MUST READ*
A man has many
children. And all his children are nothing
but thieves, liars, fornicators
murderers etc. And they have done
alot
of damages to the public that
anywhere
they go, people will start beating
them and they will be locked in a dark
place. Their father was
uncomfortable and ask the society to
release his children bet they refused
and ask the man to release himself for
them and his children will be free. This
gentle and kind man accepted to die
for his children for them to be free, to
be sincere,
this man used his death to pay for all
the damages his Children commited,
And as
from that day, the children were set
free.
Listen now, You are free from
every captivity, bondage, you owe
nobody again, Jesus Christ have paid
all your debt and you are free to Move
and
celebrate, rejoice because you are free.
No more pains, no more sorrow,
disapointment, hatred, poverty,
depression, childlessness, no more
delay in marriage, delay in your
admision, visa, no more untimely
death and no
more miscarriage, in God Name.
Amen.
If you know that you are free
from all this.
Why not say Amen?
murderers etc. And they have done
alot
of damages to the public that
anywhere
they go, people will start beating
them and they will be locked in a dark
place. Their father was
uncomfortable and ask the society to
release his children bet they refused
and ask the man to release himself for
them and his children will be free. This
gentle and kind man accepted to die
for his children for them to be free, to
be sincere,
this man used his death to pay for all
the damages his Children commited,
And as
from that day, the children were set
free.
Listen now, You are free from
every captivity, bondage, you owe
nobody again, Jesus Christ have paid
all your debt and you are free to Move
and
celebrate, rejoice because you are free.
No more pains, no more sorrow,
disapointment, hatred, poverty,
depression, childlessness, no more
delay in marriage, delay in your
admision, visa, no more untimely
death and no
more miscarriage, in God Name.
Amen.
If you know that you are free
from all this.
Why not say Amen?
Saturday 1 September 2012
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