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WHY NOT NOW? Wrote Robert Louis Stevenson. "You cannot run away from a weakness. You must sometime fight it out or perish. And, if that be so, why not now, and where you stand?" Is there some weakness That's holding you bound Some secret sin That's weighing you down What better hour To give it away Give it away To the Lord this day. The weakness of men Makes each of us cower Poisons our lives Makes life seem sour Come, take the hand Of a true gentle man When? Why not now? Right where you stand.
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PSALM 76:1,4,6,11 In Judah, is God known His name is great in Israel Thou art more glorious and excellent than the mountains of prey At thy rebuke, O God of Jacob both the chariot and the horse are cast into a deep sleep Vow and pay unto the Lord your God Let all that be round about him bring presents unto him that ought to be feared LIFE AFTER BIRTH We recently received a new book by Dr. Raymond A. Moody, Jr. entitled , "Life After Life." In his booK, Dr. Moody examines the testimonial experiences of those who were pronounced "clinically dead" and who were later revived. While we find this subject highly interesting and informative, we are giving serious consideration to writing a much more pertinent and provocative publication entitled... "Life After Birth." We believe all facets of this life after birth should be discussed, but being religIously inclined, we would devote a large portion of the book to life after birth "In the church." For while all the evidence is not yet in, we highly suspect that too many of us die a slow death in the church. Whatever effort it may take, may we become vibrantly alive in the church. (Written in 1977) THE EVERLASTING ARMS The people of our times are making more and more of us mindful of the need for help that is outside and beyond ourselves. Perhaps when you are out there groping...reaching... Perhaps these lines by W. Maurice King would render solace to your soul... "Isn't it good to know When all roads are dead ends and All skies are overcast and All dreams are nightmares and All hills are mountains... Isn't it good to know When all faith has oozed out And there is no place to stand That underneath are The Everlasting Arms." TO RACE AGAIN Running I swiftly go Toward the finish line Turning around I see my nearest competitor But alas, I fail to see The pebble in my way Twisting my ankle I go down Rapidly, I rebound But it is too late The race is over My time is spent I must wait Until another day To race again PSALM 75:1,7,9 Unto thee, O God, do we give thanks for that thy name is near thy wondrous works declare God is the judge He putteth down one and setteth up another I will declare forever I will sing praises to the God of Jacob LORD OF MY LIFE Oh how my heart longs for Jesus To fill up my life with his love Oh how I long to be with him Cradled in his arms of love. Come to my heart, Holy Spirit Come to my heart like a dove Come bring peace to my soul Come from thy throne above. Father I long for your presence Father I long for your care Give me your power to witness Give me your power to share. Oh how my heart longs for Jesus Come fill the void in my life Now as i'm searching and seeking Come be the Lord of my life. PSALM 74:12,17,19 God is my king of old working salvation in the midst of the earth Thou hast set all the boarders of the earth Thou hast made summer and winter O deliver not the turtledove unto the multitude of the wicked Forget not the congregation of thy poor forever COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS Occasionally, in Sunday School, we sing an old hymn containing these words... "Count you blessings Name then one by one Count your many blessings See what God had done..." An unnamed wit has written... "Count your blessings...your critics will keep count of you mistakes." It is virtually impossible to live an active, progressive life without being criticized by somebody at some point in time. If criticism is presently discouraging and defeating you, get aquainted with the Conqueror of criticism. And, learn well the lesson He taught... For as He hung on the cross he prayed... "Father forgive them..." THE LEPERS In Christ's time, there was one group of people that were more abhorred, more shunned, more feared than any other. These were the lepers. For you see, the world has always worshiped the fine featured face and the beautiful body. But Jesus was different. Truly, he was different. He reached out...and cleansed the lepers. Leprosy still abounds today Tis all around, dear friend It blighteth the souls Of the best of men Some would call it leprosy Others would call it sin. Cleanse us, Lord Jesus, we pray Cleanse us, Lord Jesus, this day. |
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