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Thursday, November 6, 2008
Put Your Faith in Action
Friday, October 31, 2008
Smokey & Stella
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
PASTOR BIKE & HIS WIFE ARE FREE !
Friday, August 8th, 5:00 pm
YOUR VOICE WAS HEARD!
We just received word from Pastor "Bike" that he has been released from Chinese custody. Pastor Bike was in good spirits and extended thanks to all those who prayed and were willing to sign the petition for his release. He believed this petition drive was part of the reason the officials released him along with his wife and co-worker.
We will still deliver a printed copy of all the signatures collected to the Chinese embassy next week, along with a THANK YOU LETTER to express appreciation for the release of our Christian brothers and sister. Continue to add your voice, and encourage your friends, so that we can let the Chinese government know how many Christians care about persecution in China. We will have a full update next week.
Praise God for answered prayer!
-- The Voice of the Martyrs and China Aid Association
Friday, August 29, 2008
Sign the Petition to Free Pastor Bike & His Wife
On Aug. 6, Pastor Zhang “Bike” Mingxuan was arrested while trying to deliver medicine to his ailing wife. His wife and another pastor were also arrested. In response to these arrests, The Voice of the Martyrs and China Aid Association launched a petition drive to free these three Christians and to let the Chinese government know that the world is aware that these Christians are being detained.
Pastor Bike is known for traveling across China on a bicycle to evangelize. He has traveled more than 10,000 miles on his bicycle, visiting 24 Chinese provinces to introduce nonbelievers to Jesus Christ. Armed with a Bible and his business card, which declared “Believe in Jesus, Be Granted Eternal Life,” Pastor Bike brought the gospel to thousands of people. The pastor voluntarily preaches the gospel openly in China despite being persecuted. He and other Chinese evangelists have been repeatedly harassed by Chinese officials during this Olympic year.
Please pray for the release of Pastor Bike and his wife.
Read more about Pastor Bike here:
http://www.freepastorbike.com/
http://www.freepastorbike.com/moreinfo.html
http://www.persecution.com/topStory_olympics.html
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
PERSECUTION WORLDWIDE
In more than 40 nations around the world today Christians are being persecuted for their faith. In some of these nations it is illegal to own a Bible, to share your faith Christ, change your faith or teach your children about Jesus. Those who boldly follow Christ—in spite of government edict or radical opposition—can face harassment, arrest, torture and even death. Yet Christians continue to meet for worship and to witness for Christ, and the church in restricted nations is growing.
For more information on these countries and persecution worldwide, sign on at http://www.persecution.com/
Friday, June 20, 2008
Steering Through the Dangerous Sea of Life
An Unerring Chart By Which to Steer Through the Dangerous Sea of Life
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Zaur Balaev Threaten Again - "Haven't you learnt from your imprisonment?"
Saturday, May 17, 2008
It's Never Too Late to Keep Asking
It's Never Too Late to Keep Asking
by John Piper
One of the greatest hope-killers is that you have tried for so long to change and have not succeeded. Now you look back and think: What's the use? Even if I could experience a breakthrough, there would be so little time left to live in my new way it wouldn't make much difference compared to so many decades of failure.
That's not true. Suppose you only had five years left to live with a new victory over some old way. Or suppose you only had a year, or a month, or an hour? Would it matter?
At this point stir the thief on the cross into your thinking. At first he was railing at Jesus (Matthew 27:44). Then he was broken by what he saw and repented and cried out for mercy: "Jesus, remember me when you come into your kingdom" (Luke 23:42). Jesus received this faith-filled cry and promised, "Today you will be with me in Paradise" (Luke 23:43).
Then the former robber lived for another hour or so before he died. He was changed. He lived on the cross as a new man with new attitudes and actions (no more reviling). But 99.99% of his life was wasted. Did the last couple hours of newness matter?
They mattered infinitely. This former robber, like all of us, will stand before the judgment seat of Christ to give an account of his life. "We must all appear before the judgment seat of Christ, so that each one may receive what is due for what he has done in the body, whether good or evil" (2Corinthians 5:10). How will his life witness in that day to his new birth and his union with Christ?
The last hours will tell the story. This man was new. His faith was real. He is truly united to Christ. Christ's righteousness is his. His sins are forgiven. That is what the final hours will proclaim at the last judgment. His change mattered. It was, and it will be, a beautiful testimony to the power of God's grace and the reality of his faith and his union with Christ.
Now back to our struggle with change. I am not saying that struggling believers are unsaved like the robber was. I am simply saying: the last years and the last hours of life matter.
If in the last 1% of our lives we can get a victory over some longstanding sinful habit or hurtful defect in our personality, it will be a beautiful testimony now to the power of grace; and it will be an added witness (not the only one) at the last judgment of our faith in Christ and our union with him.
Take heart, struggler. Keeping asking, seeking, knocking. Keep looking to Christ. If God gets glory by saving robbers in the 11th hour, he surely has his purposes why he has waited till now to give you the breakthrough you have sought for decades.
Desiring God Blog Posted: 15 May 2008 07:52 AM CDT
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Quote from Robert Murray M'Cheyne
I ought not to omit any of the parts of prayer–confession, adoration, thanksgiving, petition, and intercession.
There is a fearful tendency to omit confession, proceeding from low views of God and His law, slight views of my heart and the sins of my past life. This must be resisted. There is a constant tendency to omit adoration, when I forget to whom I am speaking, when I rush heedlessly into the presence of Jehovah, without remembering His awful name and character, when I have little eyesight for His glory, and little admiration of His wonders. "What are the wise?" I have the native tendency of the heart to omit giving thanks. And yet it is specially commanded (Phil. 4: 6). Often when the heart is selfish, dead to the salvation of others, I omit intercession. And yet it especially is the spirit of the Great Advocate, who has the name of Israel always on His heart.
Perhaps every prayer need not have all these; but surely a day should not pass without some space being devoted to each.
I ought to pray before seeing any one. Often when I sleep long, or meet with others early, and then have family prayer, and breakfast, and forenoon callers, often it is eleven or twelve o'clock before I begin secret prayer. This is a wretched system. It is unscriptural. Christ rose before day, and went into a solitary place. David says, "Early will I seek Thee; Thou shalt early hear my voice." Mary Magdalene came to the sepucher while yet it was dark. Family prayer loses much of its power and sweetness; and I can do no good to those who come to seek from me. The conscience feels guilty, the soul unfed, the lamp not trimmed. Then, when secret prayer comes, the soul is often out of tune. I feel it is far better to begin with God, to see His face first, to get my soul near Him before it is near another. "When I awake I am still with thee." --- by Robert Murray M'Cheyne (1813-1843)
While I’m not sure I agree with his statement that it is “unscriptural” to not have your quiet time early before starting your day, I do believe that there is much truth in the rest of what he says. I agree that everyone is different. I think that quiet time with the Lord works best on an individual basis and depends greatly upon whether a person is a morning person or an evening person, and upon a person’s schedule.
However, for my life, there is just something about getting up and giving those first morning hours to God. Getting my life and thoughts right with Him, before you spend time with any one else or tackle any task. If I don’t do that, my entire day seems out of kilter, I’m ill prepared for emergencies, and I have nothing to give in counsel but my own thoughts and opinions. Like he says, “I can do no good to those who come to seek from me.” The conscience feels guilty, the soul unfed, the lamp not trimmed. Then, when secret prayer comes, the soul is often out of tune. I feel it is far better to begin with God, to see His face first, to get my soul near Him before it is near another. Of course, you know what that means --- going to bed early! No late night movies or talk shows. For me it is staying up to work on the computer.
Last night I found another marvelous source of old puritan sermons and writings. Last night it was Robert Murray M’Cheyne and Dr. D. Martyn Lloyd-Jones that kept me up. The time before that it was Arthur W. Pink and A. W. Tozer. I can always find a reason to stay up. I guess that’s why the Bible refers to “training” and “disciplining” ourselves, and bringing our body under control. My devotions today are pretty much a loss. I hope I’ve learned something. Staying up late at night is not only is unwise for someone with FMS it’s devastating to my devotional life and that definitely is not negotiable.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
True Diamonds
Recently I've been working on a bible study on the topic of "pain and suffering." I've also been reading through some sermons by John Piper and J0hn MacArthur on the same subject. One sermon by John MacArthur has been especially interesting to me, it's called "When Healing Doesn't Come." In this article, MacArthur compares the true children of God to genuine diamonds when he tells about the "water test" that jewelers occasionally use as a means for identifying true diamonds.
An imitation stone is never as brilliant as a genuine stone, but sometimes the difference cannot be determined with the naked eye. So jewelers immerse the stone in water. A genuine diamond continues to sparkle brilliantly while the sparkle of the imitation is virtually extinguished. By way of analogy, the faith of many people underthe water of sorrow or affliction is nothing but an imitation. However, when atrue child of God is immersed in a trial, he will shine as brilliantly as ever.
MacArthur reminds us that, when being tested, the way to shine brightly is by prayer and by leaning on the strength of God rather than your own weakness. When we turn from ourselves and place our faith in the infinite strength of the One who is working all things out for our good and His own holy purpose (Romans 8:28), we will have good results.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Poetry of Martha Snell Nicholson
Margaret Snell Nicholson is one of my idols. She was a godly Christian woman, who knew what it meant to praise her Lord in the midst of physical and emotional suffering. For more than thirty-five years she endured almost constant pain, increasing weakness and helplessness from four incurable diseases that held her confined to her bed. In spite of her pain and suffering, Mrs. Nicholson did not give in to self-pity or dwell on her suffering, instead, she focused on her Savior. Thus, she grew strong in her faith and radiated beauty and cheerfulness to all who would come near her. She loved people and she loved and lived closely with the LORD. As a result, she wrote some of the most excellent Christian poetry which has ever been written. From seven volumes writing, Her precious verses bless all who reads them. Her words are filled with hope and inspiration and lift the soul, bringing great blessing. Each poem abounds with a beauty, truth, and thanksgiving which greatly exalts and honors the LORD JESUS CHRIST.
Below are three of my favorite poems. I hope they mean as much to you as they have to me.
(a "mendicant" is a beggar)
I stood a mendicant of God before His royal throne
And begged him for one priceless gift, which I could call my own.
I took the gift from out His hand, but as I would depart
I cried, "But Lord this is a thorn and it has pierced my heart.
This is a strange, a hurtful gift, which Thou hast given me."
He said, "My child, I give good gifts and gave My best to thee."
I took it home and though at first the cruel thorn hurt sore,
As long years passed I learned at last to love it more and more.
I learned He never gives a thorn without this added grace,
He takes the thorn to pin aside the veil which hides His face.
--Martha Snell Nicholson
Treasures
One by one He took them from me,
All the things I valued most,
Until I was empty-handed;
Every glittering toy was lost.
And I walked earth's highways, grieving.
In my rags and poverty.
Till I heard His voice inviting,
"Lift your empty hands to Me!"
So I held my hands toward heaven,
And He filled them with a store
Of His own transcendent riches,
Till they could contain no more.
And at last I comprehended
With my stupid mind and dull,
That God COULD not pour His riches
Into hands already full!
--Martha Snell Nicholson
Guests
Pain knocked upon my door and said
That she had come to stay;
And though I would not welcome her
But bade her go away,
She entered in. Like my own shade
She followed after me,
And from her stabbing, stinging sword
No moment was I free.
And then one day another knocked
Most gently at my door.
I cried, "No, Pain is living here,
There is no room for more".
And then I heard His tender voice,
" 'Tis I, be not afraid".
And from the day He entered in --
The difference it made!
For though He did not bid her leave,
(My strange, unwelcome guest,)
He taught me how to live with her.
Oh, I had never guessed
That we could dwell so sweetly here,
My Lord and Pain and I,
Within this fragile house of clay
While years slip slowly by!
--Martha Snell Nicholson