One day an expert in the law stood up to test Him. âTeacher,â he asked, âwhat must I do to inherit eternal life?â26âWhat is written in the Law?â Jesus replied. âHow do you read it?â
27He answered, ââLove the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mindâc and âLove your neighbor as yourself.âdâ
28âYou have answered correctly,â Jesus said. âDo this and you will live.â
29But wanting to justify himself, he asked Jesus, âAnd who is my neighbor?â
For the last while on Sunday mornings our teaching messages have been from 1 John, and have kindled many a meditation of both somber evaluation and profound encouragement leading to many coordinating passages throughout scripture.
Eccles.12:13-14 Let us hear the conclusion of the whole matter: Fear God, and keep his commandments: for this is the whole duty of man. For God shall bring every work into judgment, with every secret thing, whether it be good, or whether it be evil.
Ps.51:17 The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise.
1 Sa.15:22 So Samuel said: âHas the LORD as great delight in burnt offerings and sacrifices, As in obeying the voice of the LORD? Behold, to obey is better than sacrifice, And to heed than the fat of rams.
1 John 5:3 This is the love of God, that we keep His commandments.
Disobedience/sin separated Adam and Eve from their perfect relationship with God. Gen. 3 Sin made God sorry that He had made man; Gen.6:5-8
Sin kept Moses from the Promised Land. Num. 20:12
...and ultimately sin took God's only Son, Jesus to the cross to be the eternal Sacrifice for sin; to purchase our pardon, for all who repent and believe. Jesus, who pled to God the Father, if it be possible let this cup pass from me; nevertheless, not as I will, but as You will... Matt.26:39 And Jesus was obedient to death, even death on a cross. Phil. 2:8
Thus, by the grace of God we can be saved, not by good works lest we boast, but for good works God prepared in advance for us to do. Eph. 2:8-10
The old quote 'actions speak louder than words' rings true! How hollow are the words 'I love you' without the fruit of deeds to prove it!
Oh Lord as we begin a new week help us anew to trust in You with all our hearts, and to fear you and keep Your commandments!
No substitute could suffice to wash away our sin, but Jesus' blood. Heb.10:4-10
No substitute, outside of obedience, can bear witness to the righteousness of God in us. 1 John 2:3
No substitute will do No pretense will suffice Nor lenient logic reason through Faith in Godâs proving price
No joy will be complete No noble cause defend No clause corrupts the mercy seat Of God, both Judge and Friend
God, faithful to forgive Beholds the heart alone He witnesses the fruit we live And thus, the tree is known
There is no substitute No judgement-proof façade Obedience is the pure fruit Of love and faith in God
'A poem should never be centered' Victoria told me yesterday morning (something she learned in the poetry class she took in her previous semester). What?!! I gasped, and realized that my poem-book collection is filled with 'uncentered' pages yet it never occurred to me why; but line length, layout, pauses etc are part of a poem's persona and centering it on the page removes that element of the poem! (proving how much I have yet learn when it comes to poetry)
So, please forgive the previous posts. From now on I will post to the left of the page. (it is on my wish-list to take some poetry courses but maybe in my 60's??) Life seems to have drained my mental energy tank right now!
Do you feel it too?! Beneath earth's dull façade, a kind of divine drumroll...
Beneath earthâs umber solitude After winterâs gale is subdued A petal-prelude starts to play On listless landscapes, stark and gray
Ah, canât you sense a teeming surge Where raindrops dance on dreamlandâs verge Ere violets, tulips, daffodils Inaugurate summer-long thrills
âŠwhere soon lackluster sweeps will gleam With natureâs nuances of green With blossom-blush, where naked limbs Await the garb of leaf-song hymns
Where springâs impending loveliness Begins to stir beneath a tress Of barren boughs and dormant deeps Instilled with promises God keeps
Ah, canât you feel the rush of hope Beneath the burlap-swaddled slope Arousing a divine drumroll Resounding in both land and soul