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NO TIME! by K. J. Koshy
I knelt to pray but not for long,
I had too much to do.
I had to hurry and get to work
For bills would soon be due.
So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,
And jumped up off my knees.
My Christian duty was now done
My soul could rest at ease.
All day long I had no time
To spread a word of cheer.
No time to speak of Christ to friends,
They'd laugh at me I'd fear.
No time, no time, too much to do,
That was my constant cry,
No time to give to souls in need
But at last the time, the time to die.
I went before the Lord,
I came, I stood with downcast eyes.
For in his hands God held a book;
It was the book of life.
God looked into His book and said
"Your name I cannot find.
I once was going to write it down...
But never found the time."
I had too much to do.
I had to hurry and get to work
For bills would soon be due.
So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,
And jumped up off my knees.
My Christian duty was now done
My soul could rest at ease.
All day long I had no time
To spread a word of cheer.
No time to speak of Christ to friends,
They'd laugh at me I'd fear.
No time, no time, too much to do,
That was my constant cry,
No time to give to souls in need
But at last the time, the time to die.
I went before the Lord,
I came, I stood with downcast eyes.
For in his hands God held a book;
It was the book of life.
God looked into His book and said
"Your name I cannot find.
I once was going to write it down...
But never found the time."
Saturday, April 23, 2011
"One Solitary Life" by Dr James Allen Francis
He was born in an obscure village
The child of a peasant woman
He grew up in another obscure village
Where he worked in a carpenter shop
Until he was thirty
He never wrote a book
He never held an office
He never went to college
He never visited a big city
He never travelled more than two hundred miles
From the place where he was born
He did none of the things
Usually associated with greatness
He had no credentials but himself
He was only thirty three
His friends ran away
One of them denied him
He was turned over to his enemies
And went through the mockery of a trial
He was nailed to a cross between two thieves
While dying, his executioners gambled for his clothing
The only property he had on earth
When he was dead
He was laid in a borrowed grave
Through the pity of a friend
Nineteen centuries have come and gone
And today Jesus is the central figure of the human race
And the leader of mankind's progress
All the armies that have ever marched
All the navies that have ever sailed
All the parliaments that have ever sat
All the kings that ever reigned put together
Have not affected the life of mankind on earth
As powerfully as that one solitary life.
The child of a peasant woman
He grew up in another obscure village
Where he worked in a carpenter shop
Until he was thirty
He never wrote a book
He never held an office
He never went to college
He never visited a big city
He never travelled more than two hundred miles
From the place where he was born
He did none of the things
Usually associated with greatness
He had no credentials but himself
He was only thirty three
His friends ran away
One of them denied him
He was turned over to his enemies
And went through the mockery of a trial
He was nailed to a cross between two thieves
While dying, his executioners gambled for his clothing
The only property he had on earth
When he was dead
He was laid in a borrowed grave
Through the pity of a friend
Nineteen centuries have come and gone
And today Jesus is the central figure of the human race
And the leader of mankind's progress
All the armies that have ever marched
All the navies that have ever sailed
All the parliaments that have ever sat
All the kings that ever reigned put together
Have not affected the life of mankind on earth
As powerfully as that one solitary life.
Saturday, March 12, 2011
“Only One Life, 'Twill Soon Be Past"
By C.T. Studd
Two little lines I heard one day, Traveling along life’s busy way;
Bringing conviction to my heart, And from my mind would not depart;
Only one life, ’twill soon be past, Only what’s done for Christ will last.
Only one life, yes only one, Soon will its fleeting hours be done;
Then, in ‘that day’ my Lord to meet, And stand before His Judgment seat;
Only one life, ’twill soon be past, Only what’s done for Christ will last.
Only one life, the still small voice, Gently pleads for a better choice
Bidding me selfish aims to leave, And to God’s holy will to cleave;
Only one life, ’twill soon be past, Only what’s done for Christ will last.
Only one life, a few brief years, Each with its burdens, hopes, and fears;
Each with its clays I must fulfill, living for self or in His will;
Only one life, ’twill soon be past, Only what’s done for Christ will last.
When this bright world would tempt me sore, When Satan would a victory score;
When self would seek to have its way, Then help me Lord with joy to say;
Only one life, ’twill soon be past, Only what’s done for Christ will last.
Give me Father, a purpose deep, In joy or sorrow Thy word to keep;
Faithful and true what e’er the strife, Pleasing Thee in my daily life;
Only one life, ’twill soon be past, Only what’s done for Christ will last.
Oh let my love with fervor burn, And from the world now let me turn;
Living for Thee, and Thee alone, Bringing Thee pleasure on Thy throne;
Only one life, ’twill soon be past, Only what’s done for Christ will last.
Only one life, yes only one, Now let me say, “Thy will be done”;
And when at last I’ll hear the call, I know I’ll say, “Twas worth it all”;
Only one life, ’twill soon be past, Only what’s done for Christ will last.
Only one life, ’twill soon be past, only what’s done for Christ will last.
And when I am dying, how happy I’ll be,
If the lamp of my life has been burned out for Thee.
Two little lines I heard one day, Traveling along life’s busy way;
Bringing conviction to my heart, And from my mind would not depart;
Only one life, ’twill soon be past, Only what’s done for Christ will last.
Only one life, yes only one, Soon will its fleeting hours be done;
Then, in ‘that day’ my Lord to meet, And stand before His Judgment seat;
Only one life, ’twill soon be past, Only what’s done for Christ will last.
Only one life, the still small voice, Gently pleads for a better choice
Bidding me selfish aims to leave, And to God’s holy will to cleave;
Only one life, ’twill soon be past, Only what’s done for Christ will last.
Only one life, a few brief years, Each with its burdens, hopes, and fears;
Each with its clays I must fulfill, living for self or in His will;
Only one life, ’twill soon be past, Only what’s done for Christ will last.
When this bright world would tempt me sore, When Satan would a victory score;
When self would seek to have its way, Then help me Lord with joy to say;
Only one life, ’twill soon be past, Only what’s done for Christ will last.
Give me Father, a purpose deep, In joy or sorrow Thy word to keep;
Faithful and true what e’er the strife, Pleasing Thee in my daily life;
Only one life, ’twill soon be past, Only what’s done for Christ will last.
Oh let my love with fervor burn, And from the world now let me turn;
Living for Thee, and Thee alone, Bringing Thee pleasure on Thy throne;
Only one life, ’twill soon be past, Only what’s done for Christ will last.
Only one life, yes only one, Now let me say, “Thy will be done”;
And when at last I’ll hear the call, I know I’ll say, “Twas worth it all”;
Only one life, ’twill soon be past, Only what’s done for Christ will last.
Only one life, ’twill soon be past, only what’s done for Christ will last.
And when I am dying, how happy I’ll be,
If the lamp of my life has been burned out for Thee.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Saturday, March 5, 2011
"IDENTIFYING GOD" BOOK REVIEW:
by Tienne Weyer
Ok, so I have to start out by saying ... "I HATE and absolutely DESPISE religious books!" I think they are overly opinionated and rather obtuse in nature. For the most part, I don't feel that of the religious books I have read, that they depict the true forgiving and loving nature of God. That said, I love this book!
"Identifying God" by Dr Edward C. Han Sr. starts out by explaining in lay terminology (common language) the different levels of knowledge. This is, in my opinion, the perfect way to explain how we gain both a better understanding of God as we progress in our spiritual relationship with him, but also how we can gain a better understanding of God's words and how/why the meaning of the words can change or evolve as we spiritually evolve in our relationship with God.
Believe me, I tried to find a place where I could say, "This guy is full of garbage" and thus easily throw out the text and move on ... I couldn't. This is the first religious text I have read that opens the door for spiritual explanation and leaves it at that, so that you as an individual can have a better way of evaluating the word of God and applying it or investigating it yourself as needed. It is completely non-judgmental. There are no "right" or "wrong" answers/opinions/ideas in this book. It is taking the complex nature of our spiritual selves and drastically simplifying it.
Although it is written from a Christian perspective, I can see how this book could help even an agnostic person on their spiritual journey. This book in and of itself is a spiritual journey. I really and truly loved the whole premise of "Jdentifying God" and I would recommend it to anyone seeking to understand God, themselves, or bring some simplicity to their current relationship with God that they may find to be confusing.
(To order the book "Identifying God" go to http://bit.ly/bookidgod )
Ok, so I have to start out by saying ... "I HATE and absolutely DESPISE religious books!" I think they are overly opinionated and rather obtuse in nature. For the most part, I don't feel that of the religious books I have read, that they depict the true forgiving and loving nature of God. That said, I love this book!
"Identifying God" by Dr Edward C. Han Sr. starts out by explaining in lay terminology (common language) the different levels of knowledge. This is, in my opinion, the perfect way to explain how we gain both a better understanding of God as we progress in our spiritual relationship with him, but also how we can gain a better understanding of God's words and how/why the meaning of the words can change or evolve as we spiritually evolve in our relationship with God.
Believe me, I tried to find a place where I could say, "This guy is full of garbage" and thus easily throw out the text and move on ... I couldn't. This is the first religious text I have read that opens the door for spiritual explanation and leaves it at that, so that you as an individual can have a better way of evaluating the word of God and applying it or investigating it yourself as needed. It is completely non-judgmental. There are no "right" or "wrong" answers/opinions/ideas in this book. It is taking the complex nature of our spiritual selves and drastically simplifying it.
Although it is written from a Christian perspective, I can see how this book could help even an agnostic person on their spiritual journey. This book in and of itself is a spiritual journey. I really and truly loved the whole premise of "Jdentifying God" and I would recommend it to anyone seeking to understand God, themselves, or bring some simplicity to their current relationship with God that they may find to be confusing.
(To order the book "Identifying God" go to http://bit.ly/bookidgod )
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Monday, February 14, 2011
Friday, February 4, 2011
Definition of Success
I will consider myself a success when I am …
■ walking close to Jesus every day.
■ building a strong marriage.
■ loving my kids.
■ performing meaningful work.
■ making others "homesick" for Jesus.
(On FOTF program "Fatherhood Fears & Fun," author and speaker Phil Callaway offers his "Definition of Success" and defines his "life purpose")
■ walking close to Jesus every day.
■ building a strong marriage.
■ loving my kids.
■ performing meaningful work.
■ making others "homesick" for Jesus.
(On FOTF program "Fatherhood Fears & Fun," author and speaker Phil Callaway offers his "Definition of Success" and defines his "life purpose")
Saturday, January 22, 2011
The Parable of the Shed
There was once a man who built a shed. He purchased blueprints, materials and with hand tools he crafted it for his own unique purposes. From the foundation, to the walls and roof, every detail was thoroughly thought out, even to the doors, windows and shelves. When the project was complete he invited a friend over to show him what he had done. The friend was so impressed that he desired to build one of his own. The man offered to build it for him as a friendly gesture, but needed to know what exactly his needs were.
“No need for that,” the friend quickly interrupted, “I really need to get started.”
“At least let me help you,” the man said. “We can work side by side as partners to get this done for you.”
“That won’t be necessary,” the friend abruptly explained. “I get what you are doing here. I have my own tools. Just let me get some measurements off of your shed, and I’ll build what I need.”
The man finally offered, “May I at least loan you the blueprints to guide you?”
“Keep your blueprints. I’m on my way. I’ll let you know how it goes.” The friend said this and left.
A great deal of time later, the friend invited the man to the inaugural celebration of the completion of the tenth shed. The friend said, “It is unbelievable what you have inspired! These sheds seem to be popping up everywhere since my first facsimile. I haven’t seen this one yet, but I’m sure you won’t believe what we have been able to accomplish.”
The friend was right, for when the man saw the tenth facsimile of the original, it not only had no resemblance to the inspiration, but the entire construction was perfectly useless. The edifice was a monstrous monstrosity. The foundation was unstable; the windows were gone; the doorway was too narrow to enter in; the roofline was so low a person could not comfortably work in it and finally entire facsimile was built as some sort of embellished ornate thing that it had lost all of its functionality and practicality.
The man questioned, “How did this happen?”
“I don’t know, but isn’t it a wonder,” the friend exclaimed! “It really doesn’t matter. This shed alone is worth ten times ten of what your old pathetic little utility shed is worth.”
“Well, at least my shed still serves me well,” the man said, as he walked away in disappointment.
(Excerpt from my new book, "Identifying the Believer", Chapter 9, "We are the Church")
“No need for that,” the friend quickly interrupted, “I really need to get started.”
“At least let me help you,” the man said. “We can work side by side as partners to get this done for you.”
“That won’t be necessary,” the friend abruptly explained. “I get what you are doing here. I have my own tools. Just let me get some measurements off of your shed, and I’ll build what I need.”
The man finally offered, “May I at least loan you the blueprints to guide you?”
“Keep your blueprints. I’m on my way. I’ll let you know how it goes.” The friend said this and left.
A great deal of time later, the friend invited the man to the inaugural celebration of the completion of the tenth shed. The friend said, “It is unbelievable what you have inspired! These sheds seem to be popping up everywhere since my first facsimile. I haven’t seen this one yet, but I’m sure you won’t believe what we have been able to accomplish.”
The friend was right, for when the man saw the tenth facsimile of the original, it not only had no resemblance to the inspiration, but the entire construction was perfectly useless. The edifice was a monstrous monstrosity. The foundation was unstable; the windows were gone; the doorway was too narrow to enter in; the roofline was so low a person could not comfortably work in it and finally entire facsimile was built as some sort of embellished ornate thing that it had lost all of its functionality and practicality.
The man questioned, “How did this happen?”
“I don’t know, but isn’t it a wonder,” the friend exclaimed! “It really doesn’t matter. This shed alone is worth ten times ten of what your old pathetic little utility shed is worth.”
“Well, at least my shed still serves me well,” the man said, as he walked away in disappointment.
(Excerpt from my new book, "Identifying the Believer", Chapter 9, "We are the Church")
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