@ 11:35 AM
the visitor
One particular Sunday we had a visitor in our church. He arrived early, parked his car, and got out.
Another car pulled up near him, and the driver told him,
"I always park there. You took my place!"The visitor went inside for Sunday School, found an empty seat, and sat down. A young lady from the church approached him and stated,
"That's my seat! You took my place!"The visitor was somewhat distressed by this rude welcome, but said nothing.
After Sunday School, the visitor went into the church sanctuary and sat down. Another member walked up to him and said,
"That's where I always sit. You took my place!"The visitor was even more troubled by this treatment, but still said nothing.
Later, as the congregation was praying for Christ to dwell among them, the visitor stood, and his appearance began to change. Horrible scars became visible on his hands and on his sandaled feet.
With the changes becoming more and more apparent to all in the church.
Someone from the congregation called out,
"What happened to you?"The visitor replied,
"I took your place."there's no greater love than this
that a man would give his life, for a friend
there's no higher sacrifice
that a man would give his life
You have paid a precious price
for me.
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@ 9:03 PM
One day, I woke early in the morning to watch the sunrise.
Ah, the beauty of God's creation is beyond description. As I watched, I praised God for His beautiful work. As I sat there, I felt the Lord's presence with me.
He asked me,
"Do you love me?"I answered,
"Of course, God! You are my Lord and Saviour!"Then He asked,
"If you were physically handicapped, would you still love me?"I was perplexed. I looked down upon my arms, legs and the rest of my body and wondered how many things I wouldn't be able to do -- the things that I took for granted? And I answered,
"It would be tough Lord, but I would still love You."Then the Lord said,
"If you were blind, would you still love my creation?" How could I love something without being able to see it? Then I thought of all the blind people in the world and how many of them still loved God and His creation. So I answered,
"Its hard to think of it, but I would still love you."The Lord then asked me,
"If you were deaf, would you still listen to my word?"How could I listen to anything being deaf? Then I understood. Listening to God's Word is not merely using our ears, but our hearts.
I answered,
"It would be tough, but I would still listen to Your word."The Lord then asked,
"If you were mute, would you still praise My Name?"How could I praise without a voice? Then it occurred to me: God wants us to sing from our very heart and soul. It never matters what we sound like. And praising God is not always with a song, but when we are persecuted, we give God praise with our words of thanks. So I answered,
"Though I could not physically sing, I would still praise Your Name."And the Lord asked,
"Do you really love Me?"With courage and a strong conviction, I answered boldly,
"Yes Lord! I love You because You are the one and true God!"I thought I had answered well, but God asked,
"THEN WHY DO YOU SIN?"I answered,
"Because I am only human. I am not perfect.""THEN WHY IN TIMES OF PEACE DO YOU STRAY THE FURTHEST? WHY ONLY IN TIMES OF TROUBLE DO YOU PRAY IN EARNEST?"I couldn't answer. I cried.
The Lord continued:
"Why only sing at fellowships and retreats? Why seek Me only in times of worship? Why ask things so selfishly? Why ask things so unfaithfully?"The tears continued to roll down my cheeks.
"Why are you ashamed of Me? Why are you not spreading the good news? Why in times of persecution, you cry to others when I offer My shoulder to cry on? Why make excuses when I give you opportunities to serve in My Name?"I tried to answer, but there was no answer to give.
"You are blessed with life. I made you not to throw this gift away. I have blessed you with talents to serve Me, but you continue to turn away. I have revealed My Word to you, but you do not gain in knowledge. I have spoken to you but your ears were closed. I have shown My blessings to you, but your eyes were turned away. I have sent you servants, but you sat idly by as they were pushed away. I have heard your prayers and I have answered them all. DO YOU TRULY LOVE ME ?"I could not answer. How could I? I was embarrassed beyond belief. I had no excuse. What could I say to this? My heart had cried out and the tears had flowed, I said,
"Please forgive me Lord. I am unworthy to be Your child."The Lord answered,
" That is My Grace, My child."I asked,
" Then why do you continue to forgive me? Why do You love me so?"The Lord answered,
"Because you are My creation. You are my child. I will never abandon you. When you cry, I will have compassion and cry with you. When you shout with joy, I will laugh with you. When you are down, I will encourage you. When you fall, I will raise you up. When you are tired, I will carry you. I will be with you till the end of days, and I will love you forever."Never had I cried so hard before. How could I have been so cold? How could I have hurt God as I had done? I asked God,
"How much do You love me?"The Lord stretched out His arms, and I saw His nail-pierced hands. I bowed down at the feet of Christ, my Saviour. And for the first time, I truly prayed.
dear God,
i thank you for being my Saviour
but i pray that you won't be just that,
you would also be my Lord
to Lord over my life
i'm coming back to you
and please give me strength when i am tempted
i want to stay by you
and to say that you are my Saviour and Lord
tighten your cords of love
as i humbly offer my life back to you
in jesus' name, amen.
i could sing of your love, forever.
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@ 12:05 PM
the cross roomThe young man was at the end of his rope. Seeing no way out, he dropped to his knees in prayer.
"
Lord, I can't go on," he said. "
I have too heavy a cross to bear."
The Lord replied, "
My son, if you can't bear it's weight, just place your cross inside this room. Then open another door and pick any cross you wish."
The man was filled with relief. "
Thank you, Lord," he sighed, and did as he was told.
As he looked around the room he saw many different crosses; some so large the tops were not visible. Then he spotted a tiny cross leaning against a far wall.
"
I'd like that one, Lord," he whispered.
And the Lord replied, "
My son, that's the cross you brought in."
no cross is heavy, cos Jesus' was the heaviest -
it carried the whole worldjust sometimes i feel my whole world's caving in, but never realised that my world was so small.
my cross is just a burden, but not
the cross i should be carrying.
dear God, i need a heavier cross. 0 comments
