
Sickness fully overtook him,
Lazarus was in the grave,
Messengers sent to the master,
oh my brother can you save?
After four days he hath rotted,
stinking at the doors of death,
Now could even the Messiah,
bring back mortal life and breath?
Sickness fully overtook him,
Lazarus was in the grave,
Messengers sent to the master,
oh my brother can you save?
After four days he hath rotted,
stinking at the doors of death,
Now could even the Messiah,
bring back mortal life and breath?
Both the resurrection of Jesus Christ and the outpouring of holy spirit on Pentecost were spiritually pivotal moments in world history. To this very day, we are still enjoying the life-giving benefits of what our heavenly Father had prepared for us in Christ at that time.
The devil thought he’d won it when they laid Christ in the tomb,
His plot to kill Messiah and to spread hate, death, and gloom.
But God Almighty had a plan, and to our foe’s surprise,
Our lord got up in glory, out of the grave to rise!
As Jacob sat on the low stone wall
Sharing his evening bread
With Matthew, his fellow shepherdsman,
He savored God’s goodness and said:
Our heavenly Father called us in Christ. We can answer that call and walk each day in God’s Word.
Ephesians 4:1: I therefore, the prisoner of the Lord, beseech you that ye walk worthy of the vocation wherewith ye are called.
Here is a poem about our calling:
Memorial Day recognizes those who gave their lives in service to America. Originally known as Decoration Day, it originated in the years following the Civil War and became an official federal holiday in 1971. Here is poem to commemorate it.
Sherry and I are thankful for the people in more than sixty countries who read our blog. This poem is about the nation where we live–America.
With so much concern and distrust in our nation and around the world, it is time to come back to our heavenly Father’s Word and trust His abundant promises. Here is a poem about those who do.
Over the paths of time they come,
Believers who daily put trust in Him,
God rewards faithfulness to His Word,
His promises endless, with power to win.
O’er sorrow or hardship or crying or death,
God’s hand reigns triumphant as we but believe,
No working of Satan is greater than He,
Who’s given us freely the gifts we receive.
Latch on to His promises, hold forth the truth,
In love, speaking freely with boldness and light.
Trust in His riches, your mind now renewed,
To all the resources provided in Christ!
Do we stand in doubt at the grace He bestows?
Are men’s lies more steadfast than God or His power?
We’ll faithfully trust Him, and as our strength grows,
Together in victory, we shine forth each hour!
Here is a hymn that can be sung in your heart each day. We have so much to thank our heavenly Father for. We can trust in Him!
(Sung to the tune of “Ode to Joy” by Ludwig van Beethoven)
Jesus Christ is our Passover,
Shed his blood and died for you.
Now in him we have forgiveness
By his stripes, our healing too.
Wash the debt of sin and sickness
Hurt and sorrow all away.
We rejoice for he is risen;
He’ll return for us someday!
As we eat the bread that’s broken
Like his body, bringing health;
As we drink the cup of his blood,
Saving grace beyond all wealth.
He has given from the Father
All we need to reign with Him.
Jesus Christ is our Passover,
Healing lord who conquered sin!
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