Like The Days Of Noah (1)

 - January 9, 2014

Man Is Destroying What God Made from Clay

Breathing into man the breath of life,

creating a Garden where He placed man to stay,

to tend the Garden with loving care,

a Garden filled with plant life.

Man Is Destroying What God Made from Clay

Man disobeyed God there in the Garden,

and ate of the tree of Knowledge.

God judged man for his sin and he returned to clay,

and death passed upon all men and he was driven from the Garden.

Man Is Destroying What God Made from Clay

In the days of Noah man become so very evil,

God said He would destroy man whom He made from clay.

But God saw that Noah was righteous in God’s eyes,

and He told Noah to build an ark to save some of His Creation.

Man Is Destroying What God Made from Clay

God caused a great flood to cover all the earth,

drowning all men whom He made from clay and His creation,

except Noah and seven souls and His creation, God saved in the ark,

to repopulate the earth with man and His saved creation.

Man Is Destroying What God Made from Clay

Today is like the days of Noah.

God’s cup of wrath is overflowing with man’s sins and,

soon God’s wrath is going to be poured out on those wicked men,

Then God is going to burn up this present earth and heaven.

and then He will create a new heavens and earth and,

then He will repopulate the earth with those, whom God has saved,

through His Son the Lord Jesus Christ.

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In God

God’s Greatest Gift

 - January 9, 2014

God’s Greatest Gift of Himself reveals His Sovereignty over all His Creation,

For it was in six days that God in His Sovereignty created all of His Creation.

And in the Garden, He placed Adam to tend the Garden He had created.

and He commanded Adam not to eat of only one tree the tree of knowledge.

Adam disobeyed God and ate of the tree of knowledge and fell into sin,

and was driven out the garden and all of God’s creation was now under a curse.

 

God’s greatest gift to all of mankind was Himself.

He knew there was no hope for that which He created in His own image.

He knew a great sin gulf lay between Him and whom He created.

He knew only He could bridge that gulf that separated His Creation.

 

God greatest gift was revealed when He was born in a stable.

Where He was born of a virgin nearly 2000 years ago,

there in Bethlehem among the lowing of the cattle.

God’s only begotten Son was born to bridge that great sin gulf.

 

God greatest gift was revealed when He laid down His life.

When He was crucified on His Cross nearly 2000 years ago,

there on MountCalvary in the midst of two thieves.

God’s only begotten Son shed His blood to bridge that great sin gulf.

 

God’s greatest gift was revealed when He arose on the third day.

When He came forth from that dark tomb in His glorified body,

victor over death hell and the grave ascending back to Heaven,

to make intercession for those who go by the way of the Cross.

For it is the blood of His Cross that bridges the sin gulf.

that leads to an eternal home in Heaven with our God.

In The Gift

Will That Family Circle Be Broken In Heaven?

 - January 9, 2014

The family circle here on earth was broken,

when mother was called home to be with Jesus in heaven.

To say “ Mother” brings back very precious memories to me,

her love for her family was expressed in word and in deeds,

her care for her family was expressed in word and in deeds,

she encircled all with a warm welcome of love and care.

The family circle here on earth was broken again

when Dad was called home to be with Jesus and mother in heaven.

To say “Dad” brings back very precious memories to me,

his love for his family was expressed in word and in deeds,

his commitment for his family was expressed in word and in deeds,

he always had a friendly handshake and a willing helping hand.

Dad and mother always waited for their children to return home,

that the family circle might be reunited again in sweet fellowship.

They would always look down that lane to see if a familiar car would turn up that lane.

When they saw a familiar car turn up the lane, they knew one of their children was coming home.

I will always remember my dad saying with a voice of joy “Welcome Home,”

then Mother greeted me with a hug and voice of love “Welcome Home.

Now Dad and Mother are waiting on the streets of gold  in Heaven for their children,

looking down the streets of gold in Heaven to see if their children are entering into Heaven.

Knowing their children  must accept the Lord Jesus Christ as their personal Saviour before,

they can enter into God’s heaven to be reunited with Jesus, and Dad and Mother who are waiting for us,

with tears, I know the family circle will be broken here on earth again,

with greater tears, will the family circle be broken there in heaven for all eternity.

My fervent daily prayer is that it will not be broken in heaven

Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.

Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me

In my Father’s house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.”

 And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also

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In Grace, Truth

Who Is Going To Take Our Place?

 - January 9, 2014

Who is going to take my place weeps my soul?

As I meditate in prayer on the message, I heard,

from the heart of thy faithful servant last night,

preaching on “My son give me thine heart,” Proverbs 21:26

Who is going to take my place weeps my soul?

As I meditate on the words, I heard spoken tonight,

by thy faithful servant from his heart to his people,

saying who will give their heart to the Lord?

Who is going to take my place weeps my soul?

My heart was broken when the plea went unanswered,

my soul weeps for those who give lip service to the One,

who laid His all on the Altar of the Cross.

Who is going to take my place weeps my soul?

As I pray for His strength and for His Grace each day,

to strengthen my faltering steps and weakened body,

to do what I can do as I lay my all on the altar of service.

Who is going to take my place weeps my soul?

Is there not a young man, middle-aged man or the age of 91, which I am,

who will say from the depths his heart “I will take your place.”

“I will lay my all on the altar of service as my Lord gave His all.”

Who is going to take her place weeps my soul?

Who is going to take my faithful Mary’s place weeps my soul,

is there not a young girl, a young lady, middle-aged lady or a widow.

Who will say from the depths of her heart “I will take her place.”

“I will lay my all on the altar of service as my Lord gave His all.”

Who is going to take our place weeps my soul?

Is there not a couple who will take our place my soul cries out in anguish.

We answered the call at the age of 47, my faithful Mary went home at the age of 79,

I am 91 now and I am still serving in a wheel chair keeping the city map records for my church,

is there not a couple that will answer the call to serve our Lord wherever He may call,

soon this poor lisping stammering tongue will lie silent in the grave never again saying,

who will answer the call?

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In Faithful, Truth

Without My Stedfast Mary

 - January 9, 2014

I must go on alone even though the winds of adversity blow hard.

I must go on alone even though the winds of loneliness blow hard,

serving my Precious Saviour to whatever and wherever He may call.

Yet I must go on alone without my Stedfast Mary as my helpmate,

I must go on alone even though the waves of loneliness overcome me,

and they seem to mount with ever-increasing fury each passing day,

who has found rest for her weary soul in her beautiful eternal home.

Yet I must go on alone without my Stedfast Mary as my helpmate,

I must go on alone even though the rains of loneliness never seem to stop,

rather they seem to mount with ever-increasing downpour each passing day.

for she now waits in her eternal home in heaven for that glorious resurrection morn.

Yet I must go on alone without my Stedfast Mary as my helpmate,

Even though the storms of adversity rage, may blow hard against me.

Even though the storms of distresses rage, may blow hard against me.

Even though the storms of infirmities rage, they seem to overcome me.

Yet I know the storms will be over because Thy Holy Word tells me so.

Because Thy Holy Word tells me so for I am not alone in these storms of life,

for my hand is held by that nail-scarred hand, the hand of my Precious Saviour.

I know He will lead me safely through the darkest storms of life.

Because my trust is in Him for He knows the way.

Oh! What Peace floods my soul as I walk with my Lord through life’s storm.

Oh! What Love floods my soul as I walk with my Lord through life’s storm.

Oh! What Grace floods my soul as I walk with my Lord through life’s storm.

Oh! What Mercy floods my soul as I walk with my Lord through life’s storm.

Oh! Yes, I know for certainty that someday the storms will be over for His Holy Word tells me so,

For His Holy Word tells me that Mary and I will be together in His Holy Presence in His Heaven,

in the presence of our Lord God Almighty who saw us through the storms of life together and apart.

Praising His Holy and Precious Name for His Grace, His Love, His Mercy, and His Strength.

In Love, Mary

Mary Is Called Home

 - January 9, 2014

It is well with my soul.

It is well with my soul, knowing Mary no longer suffers untold pain.

Our Sweet Merciful Lord called Mary home at 3:40 am on April 1 1999, her appointed time.

She departed from this world in a peaceful sleep with a sweet smile on her face.

I know now she is in perfect bliss, being cared for by our precious and ever loving Lord.

I know I will face many long lonely nights staining my pillow with many tears of loneliness.

Yet it is well with my soul because Mary is in her Heavenly home in perfect peace.

I am so very thankful my Lord took my Sweet Mary first for I did not want my Mary to face lonely nights.

And my precious Lord cares for me with His love, His Grace, and strength yet it is so very lonely.

It is well with my soul

It is well with my soul, as I meditate upon the precious memories of Mary.

Memories of how her eyes sparkled when she said, “I love you so very much.”

Those words of love from her came from a heart of love that melted my heart.

Today as I meditate upon those words, they bring tears of fond memories of her.

Committed love she had for me whether in the valleys or on the mountain top.

Those words of her love for me I cherish so dearly in my days of being alone.

So much, I could not seek the love of another Christian lady even though being alone,

yet not alone because my Saviour’s love sustains me with His undying love.

It is well with my soul.

It is well with my soul, as I meditate upon the precious memories of Mary.

Memories of how she walked and how she carried herself with dignity and grace,

she walked with confidence yet walked in humility never seeking the spotlight.

Memories of how she greeted people with a sweet smile and a warm handshake.

Yes, she had her moments of despair and her share of heartaches in her life.

For she was no different from anyone else that walked upon this earth.

What made the difference in her life was when she accepted Christ as her Saviour.

It is well with my soul.

It is well with my soul, as I meditate upon the precious memories of Mary.

Memories of her self-sacrifice for others who needed a helping hand in life.

Memories of how she loved the old time Gospel hymns about her Saviour.

Memories of how she loved to hear the Bible being preached by God-fearing men.

Memories of the joy she expressed when someone accepted Christ as their Saviour.

Memories how truly she cared to visit the lost and those who needed a word of encouragement.

Memories of her caring love for God’s people and prayed for everyone every day.

In Love, Mary

My Mary Returns Home

 - January 9, 2014

Those lingering farewells are now over for my Mary and I.

Now she is being cared for at home in her remaining days on earth.

For on “January 10 1999” as I sat by her bedside in the late evening hour.

Preparing to leave her, she tightly held my hand and with tear stained cheeks tenderly said,

“Take me home for I do not want to die alone in a rest home apart from you.”

As I looked into her pained face, I was overwhelmed with those sweet words she spoke.

With faltering voice, I said, “I will take you home and tenderly care for you.”

I knew in my heart I would face very serious opposition from her family, that they did,

But with a living will and approval of our Doctor of nine years and our God, she came home.

As I faced each day I knew there would be difficult times during the daytime and nighttime,

Alone I knew I could never face each problem that might arise during the day or night.

I knew I did not have to carry my burden alone caring for my Mary; Hospice was there to help me,

Most of all I knew my sweet Lord Jesus would carry my burden and me through this dark valley.

For He went through this valley before me, and I know He will be with me in my dark valley.

I know His love, His Grace, and His Mercy will sustain me as I cleave unto Him.

For I know someday my Mary will rest in the bosom of our sweet Lord Jesus.

What peace floods my soul when I look upon the peaceful face of my Mary.

Even though her face is lined with pain, she is at peace because she is at home where I can care for her.

Where her every need will be met as the need arises around the clock with a loving caring smile and a kiss.

She knows I am there to hold her hand, to pray with her, and to read God’s comforting Holy Word to her.

To comfort her when her pain becomes almost unbearable, she knows I will be there whatever time it may be.

What peace floods my soul when I look upon my Mary as she sleeps in peace knowing I am near,

I am so very thankful I was able  to bring my Mary home so that she might have peace in her last days.

I know it was my Lord Jesus Christ that made it all possible because my trust was in Him alone,

someday I know she will not awake from her peaceful sleep for the angels will escort her to Heaven.

Then on April 1, 1999 at 3:40 am in the morning with my Pastor on one side of the bed and I on the other side.

I was holding her hands in mine looking into her peaceful face with a sweet smile as she took her last breath.

She no longer has that pain in her face, she has a peaceful look on her face as the angels escorted  her to heaven.

There to rest in the bosom of our Savior, waiting for that glorious resurrection morn for all those who are His.

Then my Mary and I will be together again for all eternity with our precious Lord Jesus Christ.

In Love, Mary

Those Lingering Farewells With My Sweet Mary

 - January 9, 2014

My sweet precious Lord as I lift my eyes beyond the Heaven of Heaven.

I come lifting my soul unto thee overflowing with gratitude and humility.

For sustaining me, with love, grace, mercy, and strength, so sorely needed,

As I watched my sweet Mary fade away, from me day by day into another world.

Then came that heart-breaking day, which I knew would come someday,

when my sweet Mary and I must part for an unknown season of time.

We entered into her final home on this earth a rest home apart from me.

As the door closed behind us, tears dimmed my eyes as we proceeded to her room.

Then the heart wrenching truth dawned upon me at that very moment,

The door had closed upon our lives as husband and wife.

No longer would we share the joys of serving our Lord together.

No longer would we walk together hand in hand with our Lord.

Now my sweet Mary’s whole body is racked with pain untold,

no longer can she express in simple words the untold pain she suffers.

Yet as I sit by her bedside, I see beyond her sweet smile a body of pain.

As she tightly holds my hand, I know she lies in great, untold pain.

As each day dawns my heart sorely aches for my sweet Mary as she lies in great pain.

I go to spend the day from dawn to nightfall to sit by her beside to comfort her, the best I can.

When I leave at night, I see her pained face and outside I burst out in uncontrollable tears,

saying to my sweet Lord Jesus repeatedly. It is so hard. It is so hard. It is so hard.

It is only by God’s Grace, love, mercy, and strength I am able to face each new day.

I face each of those lingering farewells in God’s strength as Mary says, “I love you so very much.”

I question not my sweet Lord for those heart-wrenching farewells as I face each one,

for my precious Lord has a very good purpose in them. I pray His Glorious Name will be glorified in them.

For I know someday, those lingering farewells will be over for my sweet Mary and I.

For I know someday my sweet Lord will send the angels to escort my sweet Mary home.

Then those lingering farewells will change to goodnight, I will see you on Resurrection morn.

Then in our new glorified bodies, we will worship our most precious Lord Jesus in person.

In Love, Mary

My Devoted Mary

 - January 9, 2014

Dear Lord please reward my Devoted Mary.

A faithful servant of yours.

who always put you first in her life,

then put others before herself.

Dear Lord please reward myDevoted Mary.

A devoted servant of yours,

who sought not to be in the spotlight,

who served with humility in the shadows.

Dear Lord please reward my Devoted Mary.

A devoted wife over many years,

who sought only to be a helpmate,

whether in the valley or on the mountaintop.

Dear Lord please comfort my Devoted Mary

Who sought to comfort many dying Saints,

even though weary from a long nightly vigil,

her comforting words brought peace to all.

Dear Lord please bless my Devoted  Mary.

Her sweet smile brought peace to all.

Her sweet spirit lifted those who were weary.

Her handshake and kind words were a warm welcome.

Dear Lord please give solace to my Devoted Mary.

We know not where this valley will lead.

We know our Dear Lord is with us.

We seek only Your will for our Lord Jesus knows best.

Dear Lord please welcome home my Devoted Mary.

If it is your will to take my sweet Mary home,

to be with you there will be tears of loneliness,

but I know someday I will see her sweet smile again.

In Love, Mary

Living By Faith

 - January 9, 2014

The Truth Of The Sufficiency Of Faith In The Lord Jesus Christ,

Can never be learned except through the fiery trials of life,

that beset every believer born of God by the Holy Spirit of God,

For it is through the fiery trials His very own learn of His

 truth living in His all sufficiency of Faith and not in our faith.

For our faith is weak and beggarly and will fail us in time of great need.

The Truth Of The Sufficiency Of Faith In The Lord Jesus Christ

May be found only by being consumed in Him moment by moment,

for only He knows what obstacle or event will occur next in our trials,

For in the midst of the fiery conflict the powers of darkness and the world,

are doing everything in their power to make us trust in our faith and not His.

Remember He said in His Fiery trials, Be of Good Cheer I have overcome the world.

The Truth Of The Sufficiency Of Faith In The Lord Jesus Christ

May be found by dying to self-daily and saying “I am crucified with Christ.”

Knowing in our heart He knows best and not doubting it for one single moment.

I am crucified with Christ: nevertheless I live; yet not I,

but Christ liveth in me: and the life which I now live in the flesh

I live by the faith of the Son of God, who loved me, and gave himself for me.

 

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In Faithful