Got side-tracked for a bit;
Now back on the road again
~picture isn’t mine. 🙂
The belief of French philosopher Voltaire: The Bible and Christianity would pass within a hundred years. He died in 1778. The movement continues.
The pronouncement of Friedrich Nietzsche in 1882: “God is dead.” The dawn of science, he believed, would be the doom of faith. Science has dawned; the movement continues.
The way a Communist dictionary defined the Bible: “It is a collection of fantastic legends without any scientific support.” Communism is diminishing; the movement continues.
The discovery made by every person who has tried to bury the faith: The same as the one made by those who tried to bury its Founder: He won’t stay in the tomb.
The facts. The movement has never been stronger. Over one billion Catholics and nearly as many Protestants.
The question. How do we explain it? Jesus was a backwater peasant. He never wrote a book, never held an office. He never journeyed more than two hundred miles from his hometown. Friends left him. One betrayed him. Those he helped forgot him. Prior to his death they abandoned him. But after his death they couldn’t resist him. What made the difference?
The answer. His death and resurrection.
For when he died, so did your sin.
And when he rose, so did your hope.
For when he rose, your grave was changed from a final residence to temporary housing.
The verdict after two millenniums. Herod was right: there is room for only one King.
~picture is not mine and Max Lucado is one of my favorite Christian authors. happy Friday to all who is reading my blog right now. God bless you. ^_^
Living the fast life, this I can see
Cool gadgets and all ,that break into pieces
How do you treat the girl of your choice?
Throw her away like all of your other toys?
Your mindset is screwed,
Nothing’s romantic about being used
Understand her differences and listen to her stories
Maybe she’s the one, that can soothe your worries
Give her a chance to understand your individuality
She could be the love, that can replace your complexity
Stop this casual attitude of yours; it could get you into big trouble
Being alone is the worst feeling in the world
I will come to you in the silence,
I will lift you from all your fear.
You will hear my voice,
I claim you as my choice,
Be still and know I am here.
I am hope for all who are hopeless,
I am eyes for all who long to see.
In the shadows of the night,
I will be your light,
Come and rest in me.
Don’t be afraid, I am with you.
I have called you each by name.
Come and follow me;
I love you and you are mine.
I am strength for all the despairing,
Healing for the ones who dwell in shame
All the blind will see,
The lame will run free,
And all will know my name.
I am the world that leads all to freedom,
I am the peace the world cannot give.
I will call your name,
Embracing all your pain,
Stand up, now walk, and live!
It’s moments like these, which make me think
I’m reflecting back to what I was before
I can choose to think about all my mistakes
Or I can choose to move forward with a smile
It’s amazing what the human life can endure
Hope is something that keeps me going and more
I’m thankful for friends who cared enough to correct me
I’m nobody perfect, I’m a survivor
Thank you WordPress bloggers for reading my thoughts. ^_^
All my life I’ve looked for you
Now you’re here, I don’t know what to do
I’m dumfounded and speechless don’t you see
Do you hear my heart beat; so loud and clear to me
Give me a sign that I can approach you
But if you’re not interested, don’t lead me to you
My heart is frail and it’s not emotionally healthy
It’s been damaged before by a ruthless heart junky
Don’t give me hopes if you can’t deliver baby
I’ll keep searching for him and he’ll believe in me
~picture is not mine.
But the Holy Spirit woos me to make it
Fresh mercies fall upon me every single moment
The God almighty hasn’t forgotten about me today
My pockets are full of my favorite Bible verses
I don’t think I can go a day without praying
The God of Heaven bows down and meets with me
Oh how joyful it is to know that my Father in Heaven treasures me~picture isn’t mine.