Tag: Lord

  • Atheist or worshiper?

    Atheist or worshiper?

    What is the difference between YOU and an atheist?

    We can talk about Jesus Christ to some, but does He really make a difference in your life?

    Do you worship Jesus as LORD on Sunday?

    Do you cherish your relationships with other Christians?

    And other than that mere hour on Sunday, do YOU look at life any different than the worldly who do NOT believe in God?

    For the atheist – by Roger Harned

    Your matter doesn’t matter.

    Never mind your mind.

    My soul sees who God has made.

    Your soul touches mine.

    Hebrews 10: 

    23 Let us hold tightly without wavering to the hope we affirm, for God can be trusted to keep his promise.

    24 Let us think of ways to motivate one another to acts of love and good works.

    25 And let us not neglect our meeting together, as some people do, but encourage one another, especially now that the day of his return is drawing near.

    26 Dear friends, if we deliberately continue sinning after we have received knowledge of the truth, there is no longer any sacrifice that will cover these sins.

    Psalm 95:6-7

    Come, let us worship and bow down.
    Let us kneel before the LORD our maker,

    for he is our God.
    We are the people he watches over,
    the flock under his care.
    If only you would listen to his voice today!

    My soul seeks your soul, dear brother, dear sister in our Lord Christ Jesus.

    Let us gather together in thankfulness.

    See you Sunday, my fellow saints, as we gather as His church.

  • A Picture of Heaven – Chapter 14

    A Picture of Heaven – Chapter 14

    As I walked through the brilliance of a field now bathed in light, through gentle caressing breezes which flowed over lily and daisy, I basked in the warmth of something I had never known: a love of God.

    I now embraced a love and tenderness toward Jesus I had never sought, but now had found.

    As I had journeyed from the grave and thought of these things, I had been completely unaware of a stream I had crossed in delight, when suddenly a little girl came running toward me, dragging along a beautiful woman also prancing along behind her.

    “Do you remember me?”

    I looked at her loving face and smiled.

    “You showed me your picture of Heaven,” I recalled as I smiled again.

    “This is my mommy!”

    I was certain.

    Jesus sent us here to show you the way.”

    She beamed in that same love that she had said her mommy had every time she talked about Jesus.

    Now I saw this same love in the souls of both child and her beautiful mommy.

    “You know what?” she exclaimed.

    JESUS said that we can call God, ‘Daddy.’”

    I smiled in joy and reached out my hand to her, THANKFUL that Jesus had sent this little girl to me with a picture of Heaven.

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    A Picture of Heaven is dedicated to our beloved daughter, Rachel Katherine Harned, whose mommy died when she was seven. Rachel earned her Master of Arts in Christian Counseling from Wheaton College, currently works for a local hospice and will turn age 21 tomorrow, 21 September, 2013.

    Happy Birthday, Rachel.

    Your Daddy loves you.

  • A Picture of Heaven – Chapter 12

    A Picture of Heaven – Chapter 12

    A moment of silence…

    We were asked to stand as the music began once more in our surroundings of the darkened church. It seemed sadder than before.

    I looked toward a glimmer of sun breaking through a window and reflecting off the brass cross on the altar.

    I looked down at a hymnal … to a somber lyric, crying out to me:

    Let all mortal flesh keep silence,

    And with fear and trembling stand;

    Ponder nothing earthly minded, 

    For with blessing in His hand,

    Christ our God to earth descendeth
    Our full homage to demand…

    Lord of lords, in human vesture,
    In the body and the blood;
    He will give to all the faithful
    His own self for heavenly food…

    As the Light of light descendeth
    From the realms of endless day…

    ‘Is Heaven really endless day?’ I thought, as my mind wandered upward.

    That the powers of hell may vanish
    As the darkness clears away…

    At sometime during the hymn I had sunk into the pew and hung my head in shame.

    My eyes flooded with tears.

    I recalled from somewhere in my past, my hearing of Reverend Birney’s booming voice from the back of the church to begin our worship service. (I think it was from one of the Prophets.)

    THE LORD IS IN HIS HOLY TEMPLE.

    LET ALL THE EARTH KEEP SILENCE BEFORE HIM! [Habakkuk 2:20]

    At His feet …with ceaseless voice they cry:
    Al-le-lu-u-ia–,

    Al-le-e-e-lu-ia—
    Alleluia, Lord- Most- High!

    I saw it suddenly – in a little girl’s Picture of Heaven.

    All of the hidden glory of the cross, glorified in Heaven!

    Then I realized that I was the only one brought to my knees – the only one not standing.

    I sheepishly stood once more, as eight men dressed in black began to roll the casket down the aisle beside me toward the doors at the rear of the church.

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