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Monday, July 14, 2008
Manipulation
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Government Regulation and Control
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Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Danger Ahead
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Secondly, the very considerable realities of terrorism. Jay Sekulow, Chief Counsel of
Despite these very real dangers, we read in I Peter 3:14 that must learn to cope with the degrading circumstances and press onward. Peter writes: “But even if you should suffer for what is right, you are blessed. Do not fear what they fear; do not be frightened." No fear! No fright! We must function responsibly. We must live and model righteousness in the midst of chaos and darkness around us.
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Monday, July 7, 2008
Is God Speaking In Nature?
Many of the Psalms were written by David. He was an outdoorsman – a shepherd caring for his flock of sheep – protecting them; leading them beside still waters; bringing them to verdant pastures – seeing to it that they were nourished and preserved from harm. It’s not surprising then to read in the Psalms about God’s handiwork in nature. In Psalm 8:3-9, “When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is man that You are mindful of him, and the son of man that You care for him? Yet you have made him a little lower than the heavenly beings and crowned him with glory and honor. You have given him dominion over the works of Your hands; You have put all things under his feet, all sheep and oxen, and also the beasts of the field, the birds of the heavens, and the fish of the sea, whatever passes along the paths of the seas. O Lord, our Lord, how majestic is Your name in all the earth!” In Psalm, 19:1, David writes: “The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims His handiwork.”
Max Lucado in his Upwords devotional for today (MaxLucado.com) raises the theme: In God We (Nearly) Trust? He writes about a beautiful day and a cruise on a friend’s boat. All is going well until the winds start blowing and a storm begins – and they are totally dependent on their friend – the Captain of their boat. He applies that experience to life and asks: “Does God know what he is doing? Can he get us out? Why does He allow the storm? Can you say about God… I know God knows what’s best. I know I don’t. I know He cares. Such words come easily when the water is calm. But when you’re looking at a wrecked car or a suspicious-looking mole, when war breaks out or thieves break in, do you trust him? In regard to God and life… look toward the Captain and resolve - he knows what’s best.”
I always find comfort and reassurance in the words of the Hymn based on Mark 4:35 through 39 - - -
The sky is o’ershadowed with blackness, No shelter or help is nigh;
Carest Thou not that we perish? How canst Thou lie asleep,
When each moment so madly is threatening A grave in the angry deep?
No waters can swallow the ship where lies The Master of ocean, and earth, and skies;
They all shall sweetly obey Thy will, Peace, be still! Peace, be still!
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Thursday, July 3, 2008
Freedom Is Not Free
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If tomorrow all the things were gone I’d worked for all my life,
And I had to start again with just my children and my wife.
I’d thank my lucky stars to be living here today,
‘Cause the flag still stands for freedom
and they can’t take that away.
From the lakes of
across the plains of
From
Well, there’s pride in every American heart,
and it’s time to stand and say:
I’m proud to be an American where at least I know I’m free.
And I won’t forget the men who died, who gave that right to me.
And I’d gladly stand up next to you and defend her still today.
‘Cause there ain’t no doubt I love this land
God bless the U.S.A
And so –
Let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of
Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of
Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of
Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of
Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of
But not only that:
Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of
Let freedom ring from
Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of
From every mountainside,
Let freedom ring.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Wandering Sheep
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A Hymn written by Horatius Bonar in 1843 describes beautifully the state of lost and wandering sheep… It reminds one of Isaiah 53:6, “all of us, like sheep, have gone astray; we have turned to our own way…”
I was a wandering sheep, I did not love the fold;
I did not love my Shepherd’s voice, I would not be controlled.
I was a wayward child, I did not love my home;
I did not love my Father’s voice, I loved afar to roam.
Thankfully, there is One Who came to be The Shepherd Who would seek for His sheep. The Scriptures paint a very beautiful picture for us. Psalm 23:1, “The Lord is my Shepherd...” and John 10:11 where Jesus states: “I am the good shepherd. The good shepherd lays down his life for the sheep…”
The Shepherd sought His sheep, The Father sought His child;
They followed me o’er vale and hill, O’er deserts waste and wild;
They found me nigh to death, Famished and faint and lone;
They bound me with the bands of love, They saved the wand’ring one.
Sometimes a sheep will wander far from the fold. The lamb/sheep are so vulnerable and fragile (and a little bit dumb). They believe they can go places that are neither wise nor safe for them. Sometimes there are wounds and pain…
They spoke in tender love, They raised my drooping head,
They gently closed my bleeding wounds, My fainting soul they fed;
They washed my filth away, They made me clean and fair;
They brought me to my home in peace, The long sought wanderer.
In Luke 15:3-6, “Jesus told them this parable: Suppose one of you has a hundred sheep and loses one of them. Does he not leave the ninety-nine in the open country and go after the lost sheep until he finds it? And when he finds it, he joyfully puts it on his shoulders and goes home.”
Jesus my Shepherd is: ’Twas He that loved my soul;
’Twas He that washed me in His blood, ’Twas He that made me whole.
’Twas He that sought the lost, That found the wand’ring sheep,
’Twas He that brought me to the fold, ’Tis He that still doth keep.
In Luke 15, Jesus is telling His disciples about valuables that become lost – the lost sheep; the lost coin; the lost son - and the effort that is put forth to find those valuables. Sometimes it will take a while before the lost is found, but perseverance and patience and awareness must be constant. Like the father of the prodigal son, one must faithfully and earnestly keep looking down the road for the son to return. It is said of the Prodigal – “When he came to his senses” – he began his long journey home. Many voices may have been inwardly trying to discourage him – but – he did come home. And when he did, he had a new perspective and commitment - - -
No more a wandering sheep, I love to be controlled;
I love my tender Shepherd’s voice, I love the peaceful fold.
No more a wayward child, I seek no more to roam;
I love my heavenly Father’s voice, I love, I love His home!
Keep looking faithfully for your lost and wandering sheep/lamb… One day there will be rejoicing when that lost and wandering sheep/lamb returns to the fold – comes to his/her senses and returns home - no more to roam! May God grant that it be soon!
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Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Liberty and Fractured Freedom
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It seems as though more than the