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  1. Hello I'm John and believe in Jesus Christ our Savior and have a lot of questions regarding the bible
  2. I trust few men. 'Cursed is the man that trusts in msn'. Jeremiah 17:5 However, i learned to eat the fruit and spit out the seeds. Ray Comfort has inspired me to witness more. He has hundreds of videos on line. Street preacher. I tried his style. Its working beautifully. He puts the gospel in a step by step, easy to understand format. Check him out. You may be inspired to give it a try also. We need for christians to start preaching/witnessing more. Might be the answer to an insane culture we're praying for! Im just saying.
  3. Street evangelism can be fun, sometimes in the Shakespearean sense of the word. Been there done that. Been the Tuesday night warrior for Jesus too, visiting unannounced, the homes of church visitors, and also just knocking on doors. Have visited the homes of people that just leave their kids on the curb so to speak to be picked up for a Saturday children's ministry- now that is an adventure! Best one and the most fun for me happened in reverse. I was at Nassau to do a work week building classrooms. I heard music at night that sounded much Pacific Isles hymns that I love to listen to. We had been told how very dangerous it was to go out at night, and to keep our place locked tight.But, I heard the music, saw a bare lightbulb shinning in the blind darkness so I headed toward it. Something huge grabbed me from the darkness and dragged me into the building where the music was playing. I was set into a child's folding chair and a hymnal placed in my hands- It was in Creole. I had been pulled into a Haitian church group's all nighter revival, complete with a Scotsman missionary. And they were going to save me before dawn evidently. A great fun memory. Really nice people. The lady that pulled me in got points and praise for most people brought into the revival. She could have picked up and dragged Haystack Calhoun in, she was a big big person with a seriously kind and driven heart. And yes there is need to share the gospel of Jesus.
  4. Heb 10:23 Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for he who promised is faithful. Heb 10:24 And let us consider how to stir up one another to love and good works, Heb 10:25 not neglecting to meet together, as is the habit of some, but encouraging one another, and all the more as you see the Day drawing near. Church is not a place to be entertained. It is a place for us to serve others. You might try helping our in Sunday School with a goal of making it better and more meaningful to them. See where you can be of help around the church. We are there to encourage each other and be a blessing to them.
  5. Hi Hanalei, Welcome to the Worthy family. You have had lots of good advice from friends here. My thoughts are that as you come before God REPENT of all the things that have let those evil spirits harass you. Repenting is the only way to stop those evil spirits. You have given then a doorway, a legal entrance by your will into your life. Thus you need to renounce those things before the Lord and ask His forgiveness for letting them rule over you. praying, Marilyn.
  6. Where did I say that I was too good for church participation? Like I said it is a choice to attend a Church. It is not a salvation issue. Please do not judge me.
  7. I was pondering over your post, LadyKay, and didn’t really know how to help you, but then I remembered reading this excerpt from Corrie ten Boom. May the Lord reveal to you all He wants you to know and may this little article bless you. … … … by Corrie ten Boom It was in a church in Munich that I saw him, a balding heavyset man in a gray overcoat, a brown felt hat clutched between his hands. People were filing out of the basement room where I had just spoken, moving along the rows of wooden chairs to the door at the rear. It was 1947 and I had come from Holland to defeated Germany with the message that God forgives. It was the truth they needed most to hear in that bitter, bombed-out land, and I gave them my favorite mental picture. Maybe because the sea is never far from a Hollander’s mind, I liked to think that that’s where forgiven sins were thrown. “When we confess our sins,” I said, “God casts them into the deepest ocean, gone forever.” The solemn faces stared back at me, not quite daring to believe. There were never questions after a talk in Germany in 1947. People stood up in silence, in silence collected their wraps, in silence left the room. And that’s when I saw him, working his way forward against the others. One moment I saw the overcoat and the brown hat; the next, a blue uniform and a visored cap with its skull and crossbones. It came back with a rush: the huge room with its harsh overhead lights, the pathetic pile of dresses and shoes in the center of the floor, the shame of walking naked past this man. I could see my sister’s frail form ahead of me, ribs sharp beneath the parchment skin. Betsie, how thin you were! Betsie and I had been arrested for concealing Jews in our home during the Nazi occupation of Holland; this man had been a guard at Ravensbrück concentration camp where we were sent. Now he was in front of me, hand thrust out: “A fine message, fräulein! How good it is to know that, as you say, all our sins are at the bottom of the sea!” And I, who had spoken so glibly of forgiveness, fumbled in my pocketbook rather than take that hand. He would not remember me, of course–how could he remember one prisoner among those thousands of women? But I remembered him and the leather crop swinging from his belt. It was the first time since my release that I had been face to face with one of my captors and my blood seemed to freeze. “You mentioned Ravensbrück in your talk,” he was saying. “I was a guard in there.” No, he did not remember me. “But since that time,” he went on, “I have become a Christian. I know that God has forgiven me for the cruel things I did there, but I would like to hear it from your lips as well. Fräulein”–again the hand came out–“will you forgive me?” And I stood there–I whose sins had every day to be forgiven–and could not. Betsie had died in that place–could he erase her slow terrible death simply for the asking? It could not have been many seconds that he stood there, hand held out, but to me it seemed hours as I wrestled with the most difficult thing I had ever had to do. For I had to do it–I knew that. The message that God forgives has a prior condition: that we forgive those who have injured us. “If you do not forgive men their trespasses,” Jesus says, “neither will your Father in heaven forgive your trespasses.” I knew it not only as a commandment of God, but as a daily experience. Since the end of the war I had had a home in Holland for victims of Nazi brutality. Those who were able to forgive their former enemies were able also to return to the outside world and rebuild their lives, no matter what the physical scars. Those who nursed their bitterness remained invalids. It was as simple and as horrible as that. And still I stood there with the coldness clutching my heart. But forgiveness is not an emotion–I knew that too. Forgiveness is an act of the will, and the will can function regardless of the temperature of the heart. “Jesus, help me!” I prayed silently. “I can lift my hand. I can do that much. You supply the feeling.” And so woodenly, mechanically, I thrust my hand into the one stretched out to me. And as I did, an incredible thing took place. The current started in my shoulder, raced down my arm, sprang into our joined hands. And then this healing warmth seemed to flood my whole being, bringing tears to my eyes. “I forgive you, brother!” I cried. “With all my heart!” For a long moment we grasped each other’s hands, the former guard and the former prisoner. I had never known God’s love so intensely as I did then. And having thus learned to forgive in this hardest of situations, I never again had difficulty in forgiving: I wish I could say it! I wish I could say that merciful and charitable thoughts just naturally flowed from me from then on. But they didn’t. If there’s one thing I’ve learned at 80 years of age, it’s that I can’t store up good feelings and behavior–but only draw them fresh from God each day. Maybe I’m glad it’s that way. For every time I go to Him, He teaches me something else. I recall the time, some 15 years ago, when some Christian friends whom I loved and trusted did something which hurt me. You would have thought that, having forgiven the Nazi guard, this would have been child’s play. It wasn’t. For weeks I seethed inside. But at last I asked God again to work His miracle in me. And again it happened: first the cold-blooded decision, then the flood of joy and peace. I had forgiven my friends; I was restored to my Father. Then, why was I suddenly awake in the middle of the night, hashing over the whole affair again? My friends! I thought. People I loved! If it had been strangers, I wouldn’t have minded so. I sat up and switched on the light. “Father, I though it was all forgiven! Please help me do it!” But the next night I woke up again. They’d talked so sweetly too! Never a hint of what they were planning. “Father!” I cried in alarm. “Help me!” His help came in the form of a kindly Lutheran pastor to whom I confessed my failure after two sleepless weeks. “Up in that church tower,” he said, nodding out the window, “is a bell which is rung by pulling on a rope. But you know what? After the sexton lets go of the rope, the bell keeps on swinging. First ding then dong. Slower and slower until there’s a final dong and it stops. “I believe the same thing is true of forgiveness. When we forgive someone, we take our hand off the rope. But if we’ve been tugging at our grievances for a long time, we mustn’t be surprised if the old angry thoughts keep coming for a while. They’re just the ding-dongs of the old bell slowing down.” And so it proved to be. There were a few more midnight reverberations, a couple of dings when the subject came up in my conversation. But the force–which was my willingness in the matter–had gone out of them. They came less and less often and at last stopped altogether. And so I discovered another secret of forgiveness: that we can trust God not only above our emotions, but also above our thoughts. And still He had more to teach me, even in this single episode. Because many years later, in 1970, an American with whom I had shared the ding-dong principle came to visit me in Holland and met the people involved. “Aren’t those the friends who let you down?” he asked as they left my apartment. “Yes,” I said a little smugly. “You can see it’s all forgiven.” “By you, yes,” he said. “But what about them? Have they accepted your forgiveness?” “They say there’s nothing to forgive! They deny it ever happened. But I can prove it!” I went eagerly to my desk. “I have it in black and white! I saved all their letters and I can show you where–” “Corrie!” My friend slipped his arm through mine and gently closed the drawer. “Aren’t you the one whose sins are at the bottom of the sea? And are the sins of your friends etched in black and white?” For an anguishing moment I could not find my voice. “Lord Jesus,” I whispered at last, “who takes all my sins away, forgive me for preserving all these years the evidence against others! Give me grace to burn all the blacks and whites as a sweet-smelling sacrifice to Your glory.” I did not go to sleep that night until I had gone through my desk and pulled out those letters–curling now with age–and fed them all into my little coal-burning grate. As the flames leaped and glowed, so did my heart. “Forgive us our trespasses,” Jesus taught us to pray, “as we forgive those who trespass against us.” In the ashes of those letters I was seeing yet another facet of His mercy. What more He would teach me about forgiveness in the days ahead I didn’t know, but tonight’s was good news enough. When we bring our sins to Jesus, He not only forgives them, He makes them as if they had never been.
  8. Hello, I'm from the mountains of California, near the Sierra National Forrest. I'm an educator in The Central Valley. I love literature, art, and music.
  9. Hello to you all! For my old friends, I am Channey. Then I am not a new member here. Unfortunately, I could not sign in as Channey so I had to create a new account. I contacted the support service but I did not get any reply. For all my friends I am sorry for my silence. Ok, my real name is Gautier and my surname is LOUNGENGE. More, my full name is Chancelvy Ney Gautier LOUNGENGE. I live in the republic of Congo that is located in Western Central Africa. French is our official language and, I am a teacher of English but I still have a lot to learn and I need to improve a few things about my English. I am a single and I was never married and, I do not have any children. I would also like to make new friends and brethren. Now I have got a new username I hope that I will keep my username and in case I retrieve my old I should use both of them? I still do not know. Thanks a lot for stopping by here and reading my introduction. Shalom!
  10. Hebrews 13:3 Remember those who are in bonds as though you were bound with them and these who suffer adversity, as being yourselves also in the body Ephesians 6:18-20 And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the Lord’s people. 19 Pray also for me, that whenever I speak, words may be given me so that I will fearlessly make known the mystery of the gospel, 20 for which I am an ambassador in chains. Pray that I may declare it fearlessly, as I should. https://www.prisoneralert.com/ this website has a list of people that are in prison and is a great resource to encourage our brethren you can even write letters to them the website has instructions on how to do this as well
  11. This is kind of hard to explain. But how do you know if you really have forgiven someone? I mean I think I have forgiven them. I hold no hate against them and wish them no ill will. I help them out when they call me up and ask for my help with something. I even offer to help if they inform me about an issue they are having. But I can not forget what they did to me. It hurt so very much and still hurts. So even though I think I have forgiven them, I can't forget the hurt that they did to me. Also they don't seem to think they did anything wrong to me. They have never told me they are sorry or anything for what they did. What they did still hurts. So have I really forgiven them?
  12. Good evening, I give a big thank you to Jesus. I am back, after having no internet for nearly 2 weeks. It came back on this afternoon. So, I'm just saying Hello, and it's great to be back online. Becky.
  13. You get used to it where we live. If it rains, the internet goes off. To be fair, I've not been without it for two weeks before. It got very annoying.
  14. Ray has a calling. His videos inspire. He has boldness. And a phenomenal memory. His camera man will catch great emotion in the listeners face. To watch a lost person, hear Ray share the truth, and then see the revelation in their face, is very moving. He is a true sower of the gospel. (He's made some cool movies, too)
  15. Hi Rose... In Corrie Ten Boom's own words, here is why she never married: -written by Corrie Ten Boom with Jamie Buckingham— Tramp for the Lord Ellen, my new traveling companion, had gone with me to a lonely mission field in Mexico. Our hostess was a lady missionary, unmarried, in her forties. One evening while we were alone in her little adobe, she confessed her bitterness and resentment over being unmarried. "Why have I been denied the love of a husband, children, and a home? Why is it that the only men who ever paid any attention to me were married to someone else?" Long into the night she poured out the poison of her frustration. At last she asked me, "Why did you never marry?" "Because," I said, "the Lord had other plans for me than married life." "Did you ever fall in love and lose someone, as I have?" she asked bitterly. "Yes," I said sadly. "I know the pain of a broken heart." "But you were strong, weren't you," she said in biting tones. "You were willing to let God have His way in your life?" "Oh, no, not at first," I said. "I had to fight a battle over it. I was twenty-three. I loved a boy and believed he loved me. But I had no money and he married a rich girl. After they were married he brought her to me and putting her hand in mine said, 'I hope you two will be friends.' I wanted to scream. She looked so sweet, so secure and content in his love. "But I did have Jesus, and eventually I went to Him and prayed, 'Lord Jesus, You know that I belong to You 100 percent. My sex life is yours also. I don't know what plans You have for my life, but Lord, whatever it may be, use me to realize Your victory in every detail. I believe You can take away all my frustrations and feelings of unhappiness. I surrender anew my whole life to You.'" I looked across the little table at the bitter woman in front of me. Her face was furrowed, her eyes hard with resentment. I sensed she had been trying to run away from her frustrations. Perhaps that was even the reason she was on the mission field. Sadly, there are some of God's children who go to the mission field to escape the pain of not having a husband. I know others, back home, who spend every evening away from their families, attending Christian meetings, because they are unhappy and frustrated in their marriages. Work-even mission work- can become a wrong hiding place. "Those called by God to live single lives are always happy in that state," I said. "This happiness, this contentment, is the evidence of God's plan." "But you loved and lost," she exclaimed. "Do you believe that God took away your lover to make you follow Him?" "Oh, no, I smiled. "God does not take away from us. He might ask us to turn our backs on something, or someone, we should not have. God never takes away; however, God gives. If I reach out and take someone for myself and the Lord steps in between, that does not mean God takes. Rather it means He is protecting us from someone we should not have because He has a far greater purpose for our lives." We sat for long minutes in the semidark room. Only a small kerosene lamp gave its flickering light, casting faint shadows on the walls and across our faces. I thought back-remembering. I had always been content in the Lord. Back when I was in my thirties God gave me children-the children of missionaries-whom I raised. Betsie, my sister, fed and clothed them while I was responsible for their sports and music. We kept them in our home in Holland, and I found deep satisfaction in seeing them grow to maturity. I also spent a great deal of time speaking and sharing in various clubs for girls. But it was not the work that brought balance to my life, for work cannot balance our feelings. It was because my life was centered in the Lord Jesus that I had balance. Many people try to lose their feelings in work, or sports, or music, or the arts. But the feelings are always there and will eventually, as they had done tonight in this missionary, come boiling to the surface and express their resentment and discontent. I turned to Ellen, my companion. Ellen is a tall, blond, beautiful Dutch girl then in her early thirties. She is single, yet she has learned the secret of living a balanced life. While I believe God set me apart before I was born, to live a single life, Ellen was different. She did not feel that God had called her to a single life; rather she felt that one day, in God's time, she would marry. However, until that time arrived-one year or thirty years from then-I knew she was secure in Jesus and was not looking to a husband or children for her security. I spoke to the missionary. "There are some, like me, who are called to live a single life," I said softly. "For them it is always easy for they are, by their nature, content. Others, like Ellen, are called to prepare for marriage which may come later in life. They, too, are blessed, for God is using the in-between years to teach them that marriage is not the answer to unhappiness. Happiness is found only in a balanced relationship with the Lord Jesus." "But it is so hard," she said, tears welling up in her eyes. "That is so," I said. "The cross is always difficult. 'But you are dead, and your life is hid with Christ in God' (Colossians 3:3). Dear girl, it cannot be safer. That part of you which would cling to a husband is dead. Now you can move into a life where you can be happy with or without a husband-secure in Jesus alone." I do not know if she really understood me, for often we set our minds on some one thing we think will make us happy-a husband, children, a particular job, or even a "ministry"-and refuse to open our eyes to God's better way. In fact, some believe so strongly that only this thing can bring happiness, that they reject the Lord Jesus Himself. Happiness is not found in marriage; or work; or ministry; or children. Happiness is found by being secure in Jesus.
  16. "Surely his salvation is near to those who fear him, that glory may dwell in our land." -Psalm 85:9
  17. Congratulations on the graduation. High school? College? Graduate School? Watch out for the open/closed door philosophy. God does open up circumstances and close them, but we aren't to focus on the "door" so to speak, but him. And..... As I have found twice in my life .....sometimes an open door is not for me. It's for someone else. I've walked through two doors that were wide open and disaster took over because I was not the one meant to walk through it. Sometimes the devil opens the door really wide and his intent is for you and I to fall flat on our faces. AND, believe it or not, sometimes that "door" is locked tight as a drum and YOU are meant to bust it down. A closed door doesn't necessarily mean you aren't to go through it and an open door doesn't necessarily mean that you are. Just think. What if Ruth said, "I think I need to be going back to my mother-in-law's homeland, but she is adamant that I not go and has commanded me not to go. I guess that's a closed door. I'll stay here in Moab." [Hint: King David would never had been born. She was his great-grandmother] And look what happened when the children of Israel under Joshua no less said, "Hurray, we've beaten the nation of Jericho! Look, there's the nation of Ai. We can conquer it easily. This must be an open door!" [Hint: They were soundly trounced!] Whatever lot you find yourself in - whatever initial job you take - do it for the glory of God and ask him to show you ON THAT JOB what you can do to glorify his name.
  18. Hi Ryan, Remember we are the church, the called out ones, part of the Body of Christ. I think you mean a public meeting run by a religious organisation. And no you do not have to attend a public meeting run that way. It is important though for us as believers to get together or phone or e-mail etc with other believers. This can be for a meal, a chat, encouragement, a study, sharing, prayer, social, etc The Lord say He is with us in the 2`s and 3`s and that is wonderful for we help each other in our daily lives. all the best, Marilyn.
  19. This one is lengthy, almost 45 minutes, but I think it is worth your time. I found it fascinating and delightful, and should be encouraging and helpful to Christians. I was tempted to put it in the Bible Topics area, there is a not of Bible in it. However it is more of a testimony of the remarkable events of Corrie's life of how she came to be imprisoned in Nazi Germany for hiding Jews from persecution, and her experiences in concentration camps. Did you know fleas and lice, can be a blessing from God, and an ant can give you a sermon? There are lessons here, for any who might find themselves in persecution, (real persecution, not merely being ridiculed for your faith at the work place) to see how faith can see us through, should such events ever befall us.
  20. Bernard

    Greetings

    Hi everyone! My name is Bernard and I am new to your forum. I am excited to engage with all of you in the name of Christ. Warmly, Bernard
  21. Thank you very much. Bernard
  22. Welcome. God bless you.
  23. Unless Christ returns all life will be lost... Humans are slaves to sin here. I am not saying that we do not add to the destructive things of the planet, however you have to open your mind a little, because there is a bigger picture happening here. It all depends on what you want to believe or how much seeking to find the answers you have done. There is nothing we can do to fix the planet... we cannot fix this or turn things around. We are now beyond the point of no return and this path leads to the destruction of the planet. Plus there are the Earthquakes and erupting volcanoes, pestilence, starvation, and God only knows what else. All things are prophesied. The oceans will die and become like the blood of a dead man. All the creatures of the seas will die. The land animals will also die from starvation. The forests will be killed by invasive beetles and then a spark will begin the forest fires; all the grass will be burnt up. Think of the causes of these things. Industry, Corporations, Science, Governments. All we citizens can do is not use the products that are bad for the environment. The waters are polluted with pharma-products aand plastics. Our foods are poisoned, so is our air. Who are the ones in power, the ones who make the money from these things? And then there is FUKUSHIMA that has been spewing radioactive water into the Pacific Ocean since the big earthquake and tsunami in 2011. The Pacific is now quickly becoming a dead zone. We cannot fix this. this cannot be undone. Satan's minions are in the highest places of power and industry here. They work for him and they want to destroy our planet and all the life here, and we are at the end of this effort which began since the fall of Adam and Eve. You have power only over your own life. There is a war against the Human race and our planet and conditions here will only get worse; and soon both the planet and physical Humans will be no more. Have you been watching the skies? Do you know what is currently in the Heavens heading towards Earth, towards us? M.
  24. Sorry to hear that. What a lot she has gone through. I will be praying for her. Becky. X
  25. Welcome to Worthy, John. God bless! Shalom, David/BeauJangles
  26. Shalom John Smith Welcome to the forum! After posting 3-4 more times you will be free to post in rest of the forum. There is a section for asking questions to the community and you are sure to get a reply. Love & Shalom
  27. Not exactly, and not good. Israel got a king when they asked for one. They suffered for it. Some people get money. They usually suffer for it. (no one can serve two masters, they love one and hate the other, or hate one and serve the other). Some people "confess" whatever, and gain the world, but lose their soul. Their lips might even praise the Creator, but their hearts are far from Him. (they are lost)
  28. I'm sorry to hear this, sister. Praying for the mother. God bless. Shalom, David/BeauJangles
  29. water falls oh sorry though this was change a word game
  30. Firstly, you cannot out-sin God. That would be setting yourself up to be BIGGER than Him. Secondly, your wrongdoings are passe to the Lord. He already: ALREADY died and shed blood to COVER your sin. Thirdly, you CANNOT disown God anymore than you can disown the sky, the air, the cosmos. Fourthly, to the Lord you are more precious than anything material or immaterial that he has Created. Simply put: HE WANTS HIS DAUGHTER BACK. All you have to do is accept that by accepting His Sacrifice for you - FOR YOU PERSONALLY. He wants to be YOUR LOVE.
  31. Psalm 127 King James Version (KJV) 127 Except the Lord build the house, they labour in vain that build it: except the Lordkeep the city, the watchman waketh but in vain.
  32. Isaiah 26:3 Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on thee: because he trusteth in thee. KJV
  33. At one time I lived and worked on the navajo reservation. In the day to day activity of my job, I would call patients into a room and talk to them privately about their medication. One day I called in a patient. He was dressed in a yellow shirt and a red hat. Various pins decorated the hat. He also wore traditional navajo jewelry. As he sat down, he asked me if I knew what day it was. I said "yes its june 14th". He said "it is flag day, dont forget it." Here is a man of an elite group, who fought in world war ii. Who did not even have the right to vote yet. (Navajos were not fully granted the right to vote in new mexico until 1948.) Who was not even allowed to talk about his experiences until the military declassified the code in 1968. All of the original 29 code talkers who developed the code have since passed away. Of the remaining code talkers who fought in the war, most of them are gone too. Three of them passed away in the last month and a half. I do not know if he was one of the original 29 code talkers, or one of the later code talkers, but he taught me a valuable lesson. I am privileged to have gotten to meet many of them during my time on the reservation.
  34. Thank you Promises although I had already seen/read this....great women those two.
  35. Yes, quite right. It's what I was telling Iamlamad, that it was not a vision,(Daniel 9:20----) but a message that Daniel was to heed. The vision that Gabriel referred to was in Chapter 8.
  36. This my first time on here
  37. Thank you, Angels… I noticed belatedly that I missed yours! So sorry! … …May the good Lord bless you and keep you always in the palm of His hand; surely goodness and mercy shall follow you all the days of your life. Amen.
  38. I guess I acknowledged Jesus as my Lord and Savior, but I never received him as such. I hope my friends were wrong. I'm going to try and read my Bible more and get to know him better. Thank you everybody for these replies.
  39. where does the OP say he is too good for the local church, or disparage it. Some 'churches' are anything but Christian. Some church goers are actively harmful to Christian life. Getting a building and slapping the word Church on it does not make it so, and buying a cross, attending church, or having fish sticker on ones car does not make someone a Christian either. It is not sin to not go to Church. We are church, not a building. This is one of the commonest misunderstanding of a scripture going.
  40. @Hanalei, you've not committed a sin that is unpardonable. The Bible says that all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God. Romans Chapter 3:22-26 22 Even the righteousness of God [which is] by faith of Jesus Christ unto all and upon all them that believe: for there is no difference: 23 For all have sinned, and come short of the glory of God; 24 Being justified freely by his grace through the redemption that is in Christ Jesus: 25 Whom God hath set forth [to be] a propitiation through faith in his blood, to declare his righteousness for the remission of sins that are past, through the forbearance of God; 26 To declare, [I say], at this time his righteousness: that he might be just, and the justifier of him which believeth in Jesus. Listen .... I was born into the occult, by bloodline. And He still saved me when I believed on Jesus and received Him as my Savior. You're no different.
  41. 1 Now thank we all our God with heart and hands and voices, who wondrous things has done, in whom his world rejoices; who from our mothers' arms has blessed us on our way with countless gifts of love, and still is ours today. 2 O may this bounteous God through all our life be near us, with ever joyful hearts and blessed peace to cheer us, to keep us in his grace, and guide us when perplexed, and free us from all ills of this world in the next. 3 All praise and thanks to God the Father now be given, the Son and Spirit blest, who reign in highest heaven the one eternal God, whom heaven and earth adore; for thus it was, is now, and shall be evermore.
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