Worshipping God with every fiber of ones body.
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We are one of many artists who contribute toward the great mural that God is painting called ‘The Kingdom’.
I heard a great sermon this morning that talked about holiness. In particular, about what it means to live holy lives. It reminded me of something I read by John MacAuthur:
To convince a man God can save, I need to show him a man He saved. To convince a man that God can give hope, I need to show him a man with hope. To convince a man that God can give peace, joy, and love, I need to show him a man with peace, joy, and love. To convince a man that God can give complete, total, and utter satisfaction, I need to show him a satisfied man. When the world sees people who are holy, righteous, peaceful, joyful, and fulfilled, they see the evidence of God’s transforming power.
At stake is the eternal destiny of unredeemed souls. Christians who are unholy lead unbelievers to slander God; those who are holy lead them to glorify God. The central issue in evangelism is holy living. A powerful church is not built on its strategy, but on the virtue and holiness of its people. What we believe is linked to how we live, and how we live is directly linked to the effectiveness of our gospel proclamation. So, Christian, it’s imperative that you be “blameless and innocent, children of God above reproach in the midst of a crooked and perverse generation, among whom you appear as lights in the world” (Philippians 2:15).
Once again (and it is good that I am) I find myself challenged about the way I live as a witness, first to my family and secondly to a watching world. Not that we should ‘perform’ to gain credence, popularity or self satisfaction… but rather, that we should live our lives in such a way as to reflect the transformation that God’s grace has performed in our hearts. Why? Because it matters to God.
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They went with songs to the battle, they were young.
Straight of limb, true of eyes, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted,
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.
It was after midnight and a biting cold wind was coming in off the hills. The guards were huddled around a small fire that was burning in the courtyard. They were so engrossed in conversation about the prisoner that had been dragged in earlier that night, that they hardly even noticed when Peter came to share the warmth. But someone else noticed. A servant girl, who worked for the High Priest, identified him as ‘one of those men’ who had been seen with this Jesus of Nazareth.
“Rubbish! I don’t know what you are talking about”, he blurted out as he moved away from the warmth of the fire. He went and stood in the courtyard entrance, hoping to hide in the shadows. It didn’t help. By now, the servant girl was telling everyone about him. “This man is definitely one of them!”, she insisted. Peter denied it again.
Before long, some others came and confronted Peter. “You must be one of them. Your a Galilean.” It was his accent that had given him away, and Peter knew then that he could be in real trouble. Like a wild animal cornered, he exploded in defense. “A curse on me if I’m lying and a curse on you if I’m telling the truth… I don’t even know this man your talking about!”
For a moment there was silence, except for the crackling of the fire. And then, somewhere not too far from the courtyard, a rooster began to crow. Peter had heard it earlier whilst he was standing in the courtyard entrance. All of a sudden, Peter remembered something that Jesus had said that very night whilst they were walking to the Mount of Olives. “Before the rooster crows twice, you will deny me three times.”
Peters world came crashing down as the words of Jesus, his teacher and his friend, echoed in his head. Slowly, the realization of what he had done overtook him. He broke down and cried like never before. This was his darkest hour.
But what about Jesus? I like to imagine that somewhere, all alone in a holding cell, Jesus was waiting patiently for dawn. As he waited, he offered up a silent prayer for his friends. As he prayed, Peter’s face flashed before his eyes. One day he would see them again, as he had promised. Jesus knew that Peter’s failure on this night would be the beginning of a new chapter in Peter’s life.
” O LORD, God of Israel, you are just. We come before you in our guilt as nothing but an escaped remnant, though in such a condition none of us can stand in your presence.” Ezra 9:15
It is a sobering thought to remember where we have come from. It is also humbling to be reminded that we are saved only by the Grace of God. He is both patient and faithful towards those who seek Him and call on His name.
When Jesus looked at the people around him, he saw their desperate need for a shepherd. He saw their utter helplessness and their dispirited-ness. He saw and he had compassion. But that’s not all he saw. He saw the plentiful harvest. Can you see it too?
I love Paul’s prayer for the church…
When I think of all this, I fall to my knees and pray to the Father, the Creator of everything in heaven and on earth. I pray that from his glorious, unlimited resources he will
empower you with inner strength through his Spirit. Then Christ will make his home in your hearts as you trust in him. Your roots will grow down into God’s love and keep you strong. And may you have the power to understand, as all God’s people should, how wide, how long, how high, and how deep his love is. May you experience the love of Christ, though it is too great to understand fully. Then you will be made complete with all the fullness of life and power that comes from God.
This is my prayer for everyone who attended Immerse last week.