>The life of the disciple of Christ involves growth (no fruit/no shoot/no root)…and our faith must be exercised…to include the massive stretch of reaching out toward the things that are ahead…here’s a vivid picture:
>This is from Gary Bauer. Can any reasonable person argue his point about Obama’s silence?
Have you noticed how President Obama seems to be everywhere, all the time, with an opinion on everything? Yet he has been strangely silent about the effort to build a 13-story mega-mosque at Ground Zero in New York, the site of the attack by Islamists on 9/11. Surely the issue is more than a local concern.
Ground Zero belongs to all Americans. It is hallowed ground. Three thousand of us were brutally murdered there by jihadists who killed us because we were “infidels.” Their fellow jihadists are even now plotting to deliver greater sorrows to us and all free men.
The group that is planning to build the mosque refuses to disclose where the estimated $100 million needed for construction is coming from. This has produced legitimate national security implications that are a federal responsibility.
The president was quite vocal when he did not want Jewish homes built in certain neighborhoods of Jerusalem. So why the silence about building on the sacred land of Ground Zero?
Call the White House at 202-456-1111 and urge the president to oppose building a mosque at Ground Zero.
>All too often we get so “deep in the things of God” we forget the basics…the most essential…that which is of “first importance”…read these wise words:
“We ought never to set present communion with Christ, as so many are doing, in opposition to the gospel; we ought never to say that we are interested in what Christ does for us now, but are not so much interested in what He did long ago.
Do you know what soon happens when men talk that way? They soon lose all contact with the real Christ; their religion would really remain essentially the same if Jesus never lived.
That danger should be avoided by the Christian man with all his might and main. God has given us an anchor for our souls; He has anchored himself to us by the message of the Cross. Let us never cast that anchor off; let us never weaken our connection with the events upon which our faith is based.
Such dependence upon the past will never prevent us from having present communion with Christ. Unlike the communion of the mystics it will be communion not with the imaginings of our own hearts, but with the real Saviour Jesus Christ.
The gospel of redemption through the Cross and resurrection of Christ is not a barrier between us and Christ, but it is the blessed tie by which He has bound us for ever to Him.”http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=jacksjots-20&o=1&p=8&l=bpl&asins=0851515940&fc1=000000&IS2=1<1=_blank&m=amazon&lc1=0000FF&bc1=000000&bg1=FFFFFF&f=ifr
—J. Gresham Machen
>Twenty-eight years ago today, at the age of twenty-eight, on July twenty-eighth; Keith Green, his son Josiah, daughter Bethany, and a missionary couple and their children perished in a plane crash.
I vividly remember being in Kansas City, reading section three of the newspaper and seeing a little headline in the lower right hand corner of maybe page 3, “Christian Artist Killed In Plane Crash.”
I was stunned. Keith wrote music that ministered, rather than simply entertained. He wrote music that was Christ-centered, not Keith-centered. He wrote music that convicted rather than comforted.
If you are not familiar with him; get familiar (unless you want to subsist on a diet of typical “worship” cotton candy, fluffy junk) with him. Here’s a sample of his ministry…music/message:
>RATS! I’ll be preaching when this airs…I would still rather preach, but I hope there is a way to watch this after the fact…if you are familiar with Keith Greene, you won’t want to miss it. If you are not familiar with him, don’t miss it!
>Great stuff from the STUFF CHRISTIANS LIKE GUY
“So why are you airing our dirty laundry in front of the world? They already hate us, why give them ammunition?”
Someone online told me that a few weeks ago about something I wrote concerning us Christians. Their fear was that I was adding more fuel to an already ugly fire. Their concern was that the world already feels we’re hypocritical or fake or unloving, do we really want to agree with them? And I honestly thought they were asking a very smart, kind-hearted question. Should we really admit our bumps and bruises and failures?
The easy answer is yes.
Like the show Burn Notice having LeBron James do a cameo now that he plays for Miami, the answer is simple. Yes. Yes we should be honest about our mistakes. Yes we should be real about our stumbles. Yes we should be open about our faults. But there’s something else at work that I want to discuss. Something a little devious. Something I realized recently.
Satan likes to throw shame at the very things we are called to share.
He likes to tell you that failure is something to put a coat of paint over. He likes to tell you that no one will ever understand. He likes to tell you that if people really knew you, they wouldn’t love you. He likes to tell you to push things deep and into the darkest spots of who you are. He likes to fan the flames of regret and ask you to hold heavy things you were never meant to carry.
Because he is afraid.
In God’s hands, your mistakes are not open cuts, they are healed scars that tell stories of great hope. They are not wounds to lie about, they are words other people need to hear. They are warning signs on roads your friends and family and neighbors are on. They are lighthouses in the midst of stormy weather. They are neon signs he uses to point the way toward repentance.
They are something to share.
I believe that when we roll up our sleeves and reveal healed scars, we reveal a God who makes us brand new. I believe that when we tell friends the truth about regrets, we tell friends about a God who knows no condemnation. I believe that when we tear off the wrapping paper of hurt, we show the gift of hope inside.
I believe in the power of share.
I don’t know what you believe about those two words, shame and share. They are so closely wound together and yet so opposite. They share everything but a single letter. The “r” is the only thing that changes “shame” to “share.” One little “r,” but it changes everything.
To me, the r stands for reborn.
To me, the r stands for renewed.
To me the r stands for redeemed.
One simple r, one continuous decision to chose share over shame. A one letter difference, but what a difference it makes. We see it when Christ returns. When overcome with doubt, what do the disciples do to verify the truth? To know that hope is real and returned?
They touch his scars.
Roll up your sleeves today.
Don’t hide. Don’t give in to shame.
France, less favored on the whole as to matters spiritual than her sister of the shield and trident, rolled with exceeding smoothness downhill, making paper money and spending it.http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=jacksjots-20&o=1&p=8&l=bpl&asins=1448625025&fc1=000000&IS2=1<1=_blank&m=amazon&lc1=0000FF&bc1=000000&bg1=FFFFFF&f=ifr