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534 days ago
Open our Eyes... To see the things that make Your heart cry... To be the Church that You would desire... Your light to be seen Break down our pride... And all the walls we've built up inside... Our earthly crowns and all our desires... We lay at Your feet Let hope RISE... Darkness TREMBLE in Your Holy light... Every eye will see JESUS OUR GOD... Great and Mighty to be praised God of ALL days... Glorious in all Your ways... The Majesty, the Wonder, and Grace In the light of Your name
921 days ago
remember this: Whoever turns a sinner from the error of his way will save him from death and cover over a multitude of sins.
1011 days ago
You might tell yourself everyday: "I am a man of great deeds!" GREAT! "I am a man who works hard and perseveres in everything I do!" GREAT! "I cannot tolerate wicked men, and I test the heart of men!" GREAT! "I have never grown weary for the Gospel, I have endured hardship for the name of Jesus!" GREAT! But look at what Jesus spoke to the Church in Ephesus (Revelation 2:2-4) "I know your deeds, your hard work and your perseverance. I know that you cannot tolerate wicked men, that you have tested those who claim to be apostles but are not, and have found them false. You have persevered and have endured hardships for my name, and have not grown weary. Yet I hold this against you: You have forsaken your first love" It IS possible that in all the wonderful works you do, there is something you have forgotten; something that has been missing.. Go back to the source and ...
1183 days ago
Be there Be honest Be enthusiastic Be active using "God talk" Be interesting Be informed Be ready to listen Be ready to speak
1230 days ago
I have in my hands two boxes, Which God gave me to hold. He said, "Put all your sorrows in the black box, And all your joys in the gold." I heeded His words, and in the two boxes, Both my joys and sorrows I stored, But though the gold became heavier each day, The black was as light as before. With curiosity, I opened the black, I wanted to find out why, And I saw, in the base of the box, a hole, Which my sorrows had fallen out by. I showed the hole to God, and mused, "I wonder where my sorrows could be!" He smiled a gentle smile and said, "My child, they're all here with me.." I asked God, why He gave me the boxes, Why the gold and the black with the hole? "My child, the gold is for you to count your blessings, The black is for you to let stroll."
