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Let this be a warning to all who thinks falling away is impossible if we open the door to or play games with sin.

When people that love God hear of the exploits of Miley Cyrus the natural inclination is likely disgust towards her & the entertainment media she represents. Correctly so. I have not personally seen, nor want to see what she did, but I also noticed the words of her dad:

He acknowledged there is “no doubt” that his family is being ruined by Satan.

It occurred to me that given that we, now alive in Him (Yeshua), were loved while we were yet in sin – let’s at least say a prayer for conviction for Miley. If her dad said that, I don’t know that it could have been spoken as a counterfeit. We should help carry the burdens other have – we must be a praying people!

Surely people have been delivered out of equally or more hellish bondage than she finds herself in. God doesn’t need her as a witness of His love and power of deliverance, but may she indeed be granted repentance & give glory to Him once she is delivered from the chains & the pit.

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Miley Cyrus tweeted: “You are all stardust. You couldn’t be here if stars hadn’t exploded, because the elements (carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, all the things that matter for evolution) weren’t created at the beginning of time. They were created in stars. So forget Jesus. Stars died so you can live.” She later deleted the tweet that stirred up much strife among her fans. Cyrus regularly attended church as a young girl and even took to wearing a purity ring as a sign of her Christian faith. In 2008, Cyrus, an already very wealthy 15-year-old told Fox News in an interview that it is her faith that keeps her “grounded” and admitted her desire to follow Jesus. “Live like Christ and He’ll live in you, and that’s what I want to do,” she said. Just a few years after her father Billy Ray Cyrus, popular country music singer, said in an interview with GQ Magazine that he regretted having her in the “Hannah Montana Show” and also admitted to having made serious errors as parent. Billy Ray confessed that the entire family got baptized and were cautious of the temptations within the entertainment industry before to going to Los Angeles. ”Somewhere along this journey, both mine and Miley’s faith has been shaken,” he said. “That saddens me the most.” He acknowledged there is “no doubt” that his family is being ruined by Satan.

What does this tell you?

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AlbertMohler.com – The Briefing 08-26-13. Listen to full audio here.

Any idea what average student debt is in the US today? Listen to audio below.

Any wonder that marriage and having kids are delayed? The prevailing worldview likely sees no problem with that. Try watch Demographic Winter – with Nobel Prize winner & members of parliament interviewed. You would likely find your worldview challenged in an incontrovertible way. The full documentary was on YouTube also – may still be.

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AlbertMohler.com – The Briefing 05-30-13. Listen to full audio here.

What if your most valuable, character-building day in your entire life was the day you went fishing with your dad & your dad’s journal is found many years later, with the entry for that day as: “Went fishing with my son today. A day wasted.

May God help us to value the things we may see as “little”, but mean the world to our “little ones”!

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Line of Fire Radio – “It Only Takes One”. Listen to full audio here.

Listen to the audio on this page (or download here) & also check out these powerful life stories by fire school missionaries. Consider supporting this ministry if you are able to.

See the missionaries supported by this organisation below or at their site. See also the AskDrBrown page.

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When heart-wrenching tragedy (like this & this) strikes, what do you tell people that ask “why would God allow this to happen?”

For people less intimately involved in a tragic event, see also the intellectual problem of evil, in this post. Obviously intellectual reasoning has nothing to offer a heart that is overwhelmed with deep & unbearable grief.

The following true story illustrates, the deliverance & real power over adversity and even joy that people can & do find, through Jesus. Make sure you listen to the audio above also (or download here).

I was a college student when I met Mabel. It was Mothers Day, and I was taking some flowers to the county convalescent home to brighten the day for some lonely mothers and grandmothers.

This state-run convalescent hospital is not a pleasant place. It is large, understaffed, and overfilled with senile and helpless people who are waiting to die. On the brightest of days it seems dark inside, and it smells of sickness and stale urine. I went there once or twice a week for four years, but I never wanted to go there, and I always left with a sense of relief. It is not the kind of place one gets used to.

On this particular day I was walking in a hallway that I had not visited before, looking in vain for a few people who appeared sufficiently alert to receive a flower and a few words of encouragement. This hallway seemed to contain some of the worst cases, strapped onto carts or into wheelchairs and looking completely helpless.

As I neared the end of the hallway, I saw an old woman strapped up in a wheelchair. Her face was a horror. The empty stare and white pupils of her eyes told me that she was blind. The large hearing aid over one ear told me that she was almost deaf. One side of her face was being eaten by cancer. There was a discolored and running sore covering part of one cheek, and it had pushed her nose to one side, dropped one eye, and distorted her jaw so that what should have been the corner of her mouth was the bottom of her mouth. As a consequence, she drooled constantly. I was told later that when new aids arrived, the supervisors would send them to feed this woman, thinking that if they could stand this sight they could stand anything in the building. I also learned later that this woman was eighty-nine years old and that she had been here, bed-ridden, blind, nearly deaf, and alone, for twenty-five years. This was Mabel.

I don’t know why I spoke to her – she looked less likely to respond than most of the people I saw in that hallway. But I put a flower in her hand and said, “Here is a flower for you. Happy Mother’s Day.” She held the perfect flower up to her distorted face and tried to smell it. Then she spoke. And much to my surprise, her words, although somewhat garbled because of her deformity, were obviously the product of a clear mind. She said, “Thank you. It’s lovely. But can I give it to someone else? I can’t see it, you know, I’m blind.”

I said, “Of course,” and I pushed her in the chair back down the hallway to a place where I thought I could find some alert patients. I found one, and I stopped the chair. Before I could speak, Mabel held out the flower and said, “Here. This is from Jesus.”

That was when it began to dawn on me that this was not an ordinary human being. We distributed the rest of my little supply of flowers in the same manner, and I wheeled her back to her room. There I began to learn more. She had grown up on a small farm that she managed with only her mother until her mother died, and then she managed the farm alone. Her social life was limited to the country church near her home, where she had played the piano from the time she was a girl. Finally blindness and sickness and poverty sent her to the county convalescent hospital. For twenty-five years she got weaker and weaker, with constant headaches, backaches, and stomach aches. Then the cancer came. There was little medical care for people like Mabel, people with no money merely waiting to die. For company she had three roommates, human vegetables who screamed occasionally but never spoke intelligibly. They often soiled their bedclothes; and because the hospital was understaffed, especially on Sundays when I usually visited, the stench was overpowering.

Mabel and I became friends, and I went to see her once or twice a week for the next three years. Her first words to me were usually an offer of hard candy from a tissue box she kept near her bed. Some days I would read to her from her beloved Bible, and often when I would pause she would continue reciting the passage from memory, word for word. On other days I would take a book of hymns and sing with her, and she would know all the words of the old songs. For Mabel, these were not merely exercises in memory. She would often stop in mid-hymn and make a brief comment about lyrics she considered particularly relevant to her own situation. I never heard her speak of loneliness or pain except in the stress she placed on certain lines in certain hymns. Once, for example, while singing “What a Friend We Have in Jesus,” following the line, “Is there trouble anywhere?” she murmured softly, “Oh, yes, there is.”

It was not many weeks before I turned from a sense that I was being helpful to a sense of wonder, and I would go to her with a pen and paper to write down things she would say. I have a few of those notes now (I wish I had had the foresight to collect a book full of them), and what follows is the story behind one scrap of paper.

During a hectic week of final exams I was frustrated because my mind seemed to be pulled in ten directions at once by all of the things I had to think about. The question occurred to me, “What does Mabel have to think about – hour after hour, day after day, week after week, not even able to know if it is day or night?” So I went to her and asked, “Mabel, what do you think about when you lie here?”

And she said, “I think about my Jesus.”

I sat there and thought for a moment about the difficulty, for me, of thinking about Jesus for even five minutes, and I asked, “What do you think about Jesus?” She replied slowly and deliberately as I wrote; so slowly that I was able to write it all down. This is what she said:

“I think about how good he’s been to me. He’s been awfully good to me in my life, you know. . .

I’m one of those kind who’s mostly satisfied. . . Lots of folks wouldn’t care much for what I think. Lots of folks would think I’m kind of old-fashioned. But I don’t care. I’d rather have Jesus. He’s all the world to me.”

And then Mabel began to sing an old hymn:

Jesus is all the world to me,

My life, my joy, my all.

He is my strength from day to day,

Without him I would fall.

When I am sad, to him I go,

No other one can cheer me so.

When I am sad, he makes me glad.

He’s my friend.

This is not fiction. Incredible as it may seem, a human being really lived like this. I know. I knew her. I watched her for three years. How could she do it? Seconds ticked and minutes crawled, and so did days and weeks and months and years of pain without human company and without an explanation of why it was all happening – and she lay there and sang hymns. How could she do it?

The answer, I think, is that Mabel had something that you and I don’t have much of. She had power. Lying there in that bed, unable to move, unable to see, unable to hear, unable to talk to anyone, she had incredible power.

“The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.” – John 1:5

On May 8, 2012, North Carolina voters approved “amendment one“, 61% to 38% – with the purpose…
“…to Amend the Constitution to Provide That Marriage Between One Man and
One Woman is the Only Domestic Legal Union That Shall Be Valid or Recognized in This State.”

Note the interesting debate with the caller around 18:55 into the audio above.

Bible believing husbands, primarily, should watch the video at the bottom of this post. If you watched Courageous, you would also understand why & have a better idea what God expects from each married man. Yes, it ain’t easy, but “we can do all things through Christ who strengthens us“!

Recently the liberal “open minded”, “diversity focused” press and the “social elite class” found themselves in shock & horror since they were thoroughly convinced that “everyone” believes that marriage is (just) a social arrangement (more on if that is true here) that has been overdue for an “upgrade” for thousands of years. Now they stand in utter amazement, perplexity & embarrassment at how the so-called uneducated & uninformed people, (that also voted in the government) cast this woeful tribulation upon them. What would the world think? How anti-“progressive” can North Carolina be?! Sarcasm intended.

It is plain that many people still believe in the truth that the Bible conveys. Not in promoting hate, disgust or any “holier than thou” attitudes, but in showing everyone, in a loving, compassionate way that “God has a better way”. Children should not be subjected to “queer education” & encouraged to “explore their sexuality” at any age – nevermind the ages at which some small kids are forced into it now in American schools & parents are not allowed, by law, to prevent participation. Activism is the issue, not the personal inclination or things that should happen & kept in private.

May 8th, was a rough day for the liberal elites of North Carolina, as the people of their home state overwhelmingly passed the marriage amendment. Roseanne Barr, always good for an insightful quote, urged movie studios to “withdraw your productions from NC!” (Note to Ms. Barr: If memory serves me correctly, Hollywood is located in California, a state which has twice passed marriage amendments. Perhaps you should call for all movie studios to withdraw their productions from there?)

And there were the expected headlines from ultra-liberal and/or gay activist websites. The Daily Kos reported, “The bigots win: North Carolina passes Amendment One,” and Queerty.com opined, “It’s a sad day in North Carolina. Actually make that in the entire U.S.”

Some celebrities who hail from North Carolina were especially distraught, with American Idol Clay Aiken stating, “In general, we have always been a state that takes responsible steps and this is an example, the only example in my lifetime, of the state taking a very irresponsible step.”

Actress Evan Rachel Wood tweeted, “Just bent over on set and cried over this outcome. I hope my children see a more peaceful and tolerant world.”

For the liberal elites still living within North Carolina, however, the passage of Amendment One by a 61-39% vote was almost too much bear. The headline to the Charlotte Observer editorial, which was released minutes after the amendment’s passage was announced, declared, “Same-sex marriage amendment vote is just wrong.” And the editorial began by stating, “North Carolina foolishly and shamefully joined 30 states with constitutional bans on same-sex marriages.”

The Observer called the amendment “misguided,” claimed that it “unwisely writes discrimination into the state constitution,” argued that, “The state is on the wrong side of history on this matter,” and closed by stating, “The [voting] result doesn’t show love. It’s wrong and disgraceful.”

There was not the slightest attempt to disguise the newspaper’s bitterness and embarrassment and not a hint of journalistic restraint, as the editors three times described the actions of the strong majority of North Carolinians as “wrong,” also calling their vote foolish, shameful, unwise, discriminatory, not showing love, and disgraceful. As for the editors themselves, they were “disappointed.”

In Asheville, North Carolina, columnist John Boyle wrote, “As much as I hate to say this, I’m ashamed of my state right now,” and he predicted that the day would come when “we’ll look back at this legalized intolerance and wonder, ‘Why were people so bigoted then?’”

But no one said it better than the Democratic Governor of North Carolina, Beverly Perdue, who, if I recall, was actually elected to office by some of the very people she now disparages. Replying to a reporter on Saturday, Gov. Perdue stated that, “People around the country are watching us and they’re really confused, to have been such a progressive, forward-thinking, economically driven state that invested in education and that stood up for the civil rights of people, including the civil rights marches back in the 50’s and 60’s and 70’s.”

Yes, “Folks are saying what in the world is going on in North Carolina? We look like Mississippi.”

Could you find a better example of the arrogance of the liberal elite? Or could you imagine a worse insult for a supposedly “progressive, forward-thinking, economically driven state” then to say it looked like Mississippi?

Governor Perdue and the Charlotte Observer not only insulted the people of their home state (not to mention, for Gov. Perdue, the people of Mississippi) but they also disgraced themselves with their open hostility.

They also demonstrated their inability to grasp the fact that there is a difference between the civil rights movement and gay activism, that skin color is different than romantic attraction and sexual behavior, and that gays and lesbians are not being kidnapped as slaves or being forced to sit at the back of the bus. To the contrary, they are some of the most prominent and influential people in our society. (For much more on this, see the chapter “Is Gay the New Black?” in “A Queer Thing Happened to America”.)

Even more importantly, these liberal elites seem unable to comprehend that, with good reason, the very clear majority of the people in North Carolina believe that two moms or two dads don’t equal a mom and a dad, that there’s a reason marriage is the union of a man and a woman, and that, on their watch, they don’t want an activist judge redefining marriage and thereby deciding what their kids will be taught in school.

And that’s why, when the final annals of history are written, it will be the liberal elites, not the majority of North Carolinians, who will be found on the wrong side. – Source see also “Why Do the Backwoods Bigots Get to Vote?

 

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Related News:

North Carolina Governor Perdue: ‘We look like Mississippi’

Mississippi Gov. Phil Bryant issued a statement in response to the derogatory remarks about his state made by Perdue: “I am certainly disappointed by Gov. Perdue’s statement regarding North Carolina’s ‘looking like Mississippi.’ Apparently, North Carolina’s voters are much more in line with Mississippi’s traditional values on marriage than those of Gov. Perdue.”

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