By: Stephanie Defoyd
August 20th, 2009
What can I say to describe
Even a thread of Your glory?
What words can portray Your majesty?
Unending doesn’t even start to define the extent of Your love for me!
Sometimes words just aren’t enough.
Magnificent cannot hold a light to the work of Your hand!
What words are there to illustrate Your magnitude?
There is no other as indefinable as You!
Sometimes words just aren’t enough.
Your mercy is beyond all comprehension!
Your grace is beyond all words of description!
I’d be butchering just how deep Your compassion is for me
If I were to try finding words to depict it!
Sometimes words just aren’t enough.
I have found that words just aren’t enough
To adequately delineate You!
Awesome can hardly explain You,
Nor mighty, or all-powerful.
You are beyond all of this,
So much more!
Words just aren’t enough.
Go to now, ye that say, To day or to morrow we will go into such a city, and continue there a year, and buy and sell, and get gain: Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away. For that ye ought to say, If the Lord will, we shall live, and do this, or that. – James 4:13-15
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
Sunday, January 20, 2013
All I Wanna Do
By: Stephanie Defoyd
4/8/2012
All I wanna do is praise You! All I wanna do is glorify Your holy name! All I wanna do is bask in Your presence, hear Your voice, feel Your touch! I just wanna let Your goodness be known to all! Share Your love with those around me! I just wanna know You more and more and more! I just wanna tell someone -- anyone, everyone -- about Your matchless grace! Oh, God, my excitement for You I can't begin to contain! Use me, guide me, hold me, teach me, love me like only You can! Let my life for You a witness be!
4/8/2012
All I wanna do is praise You! All I wanna do is glorify Your holy name! All I wanna do is bask in Your presence, hear Your voice, feel Your touch! I just wanna let Your goodness be known to all! Share Your love with those around me! I just wanna know You more and more and more! I just wanna tell someone -- anyone, everyone -- about Your matchless grace! Oh, God, my excitement for You I can't begin to contain! Use me, guide me, hold me, teach me, love me like only You can! Let my life for You a witness be!
Lay It All Down
By: Stephanie Defoyd
June 19th, 2010
Stone Skippin' On The Water
Covenant, 'Reflections'
Steve Meadows, 2000
(CD)
I have praised the Father,
I have called Him King,
But I come to the alter
And don't bring everything.
I'm like a stone skipping on the water,
Staying just above.
Like a stone skipping on the water,
I have touched Your love.
And I have seen the comfort and the mercy there below,
But this world keeps pulling me,
And I just can't let go!
I'm like a stone skipping on the water,
Staying just above.
I'm like a stone skipping on the water,
I am hungry for Your love!
Open up my heart, Lord!
Let life in You begin!
Help me put my guard down,
And let You live within!
I'm like a stone skipping on the water,
Staying just above.
Like a stone skipping on the water,
I have touched Your love.
And I have seen the comfort and the mercy there below,
But this world keeps pulling me,
And I just can't let go!
I'm like a stone skipping on the water,
Staying just above.
Like a stone skipping on the water,
I have touched Your love.
And I have seen the comfort and the mercy there below,
But this world keeps pulling me,
And I just can't let go!
I'm like a stone skipping on the water,
Stone skipping on the water,
Stone skipping on the water
Of Your love!
Stone skipping on the water
Of Your love!
Stone skipping on the water
Of Your love!
Stone skipping on the water
Of Your love!
Man, I've been like a stone skipping along the water's surface more often than I'd like to confess! Like the song says, I've praised the Father for all that He's done, called Him King, then not laid everything before God. Why? I think it's kind of a trust issue. We're all for praising Him, thanking Him for all He's done, asking for help for others, and some things for ourselves, but when it comes to certain things, we won't tell Him or ask Him for help. Why not? Hey, God knows any deep and dark secrets we may have anyway, so what's the big deal? He's not going to love us any less, that's for sure! And the excuse of God possibly not being able to handle whatever it is doesn't work either. Mark 10:27 - "And Jesus looking upon them saith, 'With men it is impossible, but not with God: for with God all things are possible'" (emphasis mine). He can handle anything and everything! I Peter 5:7 says, "Casting all your care upon Him; for He careth for you." God wants you to give everything to Him! Sure, He already knows everything about you, your thoughts and such, but He wants you to share it with Him! I encourage you, my brothers and sisters in Christ, to lay it all down at the alter, no matter what it may seem! You know our Father isn't going to laugh at you, or make fun. You know, deep down, that you can trust Him fully. He loves you. He gave His life for you. So, why not? Go ahead! Do it!
June 19th, 2010
Stone Skippin' On The Water
Covenant, 'Reflections'
Steve Meadows, 2000
(CD)
I have praised the Father,
I have called Him King,
But I come to the alter
And don't bring everything.
I'm like a stone skipping on the water,
Staying just above.
Like a stone skipping on the water,
I have touched Your love.
And I have seen the comfort and the mercy there below,
But this world keeps pulling me,
And I just can't let go!
I'm like a stone skipping on the water,
Staying just above.
I'm like a stone skipping on the water,
I am hungry for Your love!
Open up my heart, Lord!
Let life in You begin!
Help me put my guard down,
And let You live within!
I'm like a stone skipping on the water,
Staying just above.
Like a stone skipping on the water,
I have touched Your love.
And I have seen the comfort and the mercy there below,
But this world keeps pulling me,
And I just can't let go!
I'm like a stone skipping on the water,
Staying just above.
Like a stone skipping on the water,
I have touched Your love.
And I have seen the comfort and the mercy there below,
But this world keeps pulling me,
And I just can't let go!
I'm like a stone skipping on the water,
Stone skipping on the water,
Stone skipping on the water
Of Your love!
Stone skipping on the water
Of Your love!
Stone skipping on the water
Of Your love!
Stone skipping on the water
Of Your love!
Man, I've been like a stone skipping along the water's surface more often than I'd like to confess! Like the song says, I've praised the Father for all that He's done, called Him King, then not laid everything before God. Why? I think it's kind of a trust issue. We're all for praising Him, thanking Him for all He's done, asking for help for others, and some things for ourselves, but when it comes to certain things, we won't tell Him or ask Him for help. Why not? Hey, God knows any deep and dark secrets we may have anyway, so what's the big deal? He's not going to love us any less, that's for sure! And the excuse of God possibly not being able to handle whatever it is doesn't work either. Mark 10:27 - "And Jesus looking upon them saith, 'With men it is impossible, but not with God: for with God all things are possible'" (emphasis mine). He can handle anything and everything! I Peter 5:7 says, "Casting all your care upon Him; for He careth for you." God wants you to give everything to Him! Sure, He already knows everything about you, your thoughts and such, but He wants you to share it with Him! I encourage you, my brothers and sisters in Christ, to lay it all down at the alter, no matter what it may seem! You know our Father isn't going to laugh at you, or make fun. You know, deep down, that you can trust Him fully. He loves you. He gave His life for you. So, why not? Go ahead! Do it!
Saturday, January 19, 2013
What Does It Mean To You?
By: Stephanie Defoyd
January 18th, 2010
A TRUE Christian is someone who knows Jesus Christ as their personal Savior. No, I don't mean just BELIEVING in God. Hey, Satan, a.k.a. the devil, believes in God! What I mean is someone who has accepted Him as Savior and Lord of their life. Someone who loves the Lord their God with all their heart, soul, strength, and mind, and also loves their neighbor as themselves (Luke 10:27). Someone who has an active and personal relationship with Jesus Christ our Lord.
Sure, you can follow the Ten Commandments to the ‘T’, read the Bible every day, pray, go to church each Sunday, do every good deed, but that won’t get you to heaven. If it could, I highly doubt that God would have sent His only begotten Son to earth to die for our sins so that we might have eternal life with Him (John 3:16)! Like one once said, “...going to church a lot doesn’t make you a Christian any more than going to McDonald’s makes you a hamburger. Saying a prayer doesn’t make you a Christian; people in every religion pray. Even praying to Jesus doesn’t make you a Christian. ...” In Matthew 7:21-23, Jesus says, “Not every one that saith unto Me, Lord, Lord, shall enter into the kingdom of heaven; but he that doeth the will of My Father which is in heaven. Many will say in that day, Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in Thy name? and in Thy name cast out devils? and in Thy name done many wonderful works? And then will I profess unto them, I never knew you: depart from Me, ye that work iniquity.”
There’s more to being a Christian than just SAYING that you are. Hey, I could tell you that I’m an RN, a high school teacher, or even a veterinarian, but that doesn’t necessarily mean that I am. Just like if someone does good deeds, says all the right things, goes to church whenever the doors are open, and so forth, it doesn’t mean that they are a Christian. That’s something that I know from experience. I know someone who, a few years ago, I thought was a Christian. I didn’t realize until during a Vacation Bible School when she accepted Jesus as her Savior and Lord that she wasn’t a Christian yet. She was such a sweet girl, always helping out, etc. that I just assumed she was. But, she wasn’t. It’s true: looks CAN be deceiving.
The only way to eternal life in heaven is through Jesus Christ. There is no other way. Jesus says in John 14:6, “I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by Me.” “I am the door: by Me if any man enter in, he shall be saved...” (John chapter ten, the first part of verse nine). To be a Christian, we must first have a personal relationship with Jesus Christ the Lord. One where we are continually seeking and following Him by faith. Otherwise, there is no salvation, and we are only Christians on a "name only" basis.
So, what does being a Christian mean to you? Does it just mean attending church every Sunday, praying on a regular basis, reading your Bible each day, listening to and singing worship and praise songs? What does it REALLY mean to you?
January 18th, 2010
A TRUE Christian is someone who knows Jesus Christ as their personal Savior. No, I don't mean just BELIEVING in God. Hey, Satan, a.k.a. the devil, believes in God! What I mean is someone who has accepted Him as Savior and Lord of their life. Someone who loves the Lord their God with all their heart, soul, strength, and mind, and also loves their neighbor as themselves (Luke 10:27). Someone who has an active and personal relationship with Jesus Christ our Lord.
Sure, you can follow the Ten Commandments to the ‘T’, read the Bible every day, pray, go to church each Sunday, do every good deed, but that won’t get you to heaven. If it could, I highly doubt that God would have sent His only begotten Son to earth to die for our sins so that we might have eternal life with Him (John 3:16)! Like one once said, “...going to church a lot doesn’t make you a Christian any more than going to McDonald’s makes you a hamburger. Saying a prayer doesn’t make you a Christian; people in every religion pray. Even praying to Jesus doesn’t make you a Christian. ...” In Matthew 7:21-23, Jesus says, “Not every one that saith unto Me, Lord, Lord, shall enter into the kingdom of heaven; but he that doeth the will of My Father which is in heaven. Many will say in that day, Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in Thy name? and in Thy name cast out devils? and in Thy name done many wonderful works? And then will I profess unto them, I never knew you: depart from Me, ye that work iniquity.”
There’s more to being a Christian than just SAYING that you are. Hey, I could tell you that I’m an RN, a high school teacher, or even a veterinarian, but that doesn’t necessarily mean that I am. Just like if someone does good deeds, says all the right things, goes to church whenever the doors are open, and so forth, it doesn’t mean that they are a Christian. That’s something that I know from experience. I know someone who, a few years ago, I thought was a Christian. I didn’t realize until during a Vacation Bible School when she accepted Jesus as her Savior and Lord that she wasn’t a Christian yet. She was such a sweet girl, always helping out, etc. that I just assumed she was. But, she wasn’t. It’s true: looks CAN be deceiving.
The only way to eternal life in heaven is through Jesus Christ. There is no other way. Jesus says in John 14:6, “I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by Me.” “I am the door: by Me if any man enter in, he shall be saved...” (John chapter ten, the first part of verse nine). To be a Christian, we must first have a personal relationship with Jesus Christ the Lord. One where we are continually seeking and following Him by faith. Otherwise, there is no salvation, and we are only Christians on a "name only" basis.
So, what does being a Christian mean to you? Does it just mean attending church every Sunday, praying on a regular basis, reading your Bible each day, listening to and singing worship and praise songs? What does it REALLY mean to you?
Friday, January 11, 2013
A Pilgrim
By: Stephanie Defoyd
June 21st, 2011
I am a pilgrim here, on a journey to the Promised Land. My route is full of unexpected twists and turns, deep canyons, and steep, craggy mountains that I have to carefully – even cautiously – navigate my way through. My Lord is by my side, and His Holy Word is both my compass and map. Nothing do I carry with me but my cross which I have chosen to take up. The path I take isn’t one that most might choose. It’s narrow and not as well traveled as the other. The second path is wide, open, and becoming to the eye, but it ends in a place where there is nothing but eternal sorrow, pain, and death. It’s not visible by just looking at it, but Suffering marks every step of the way, and Loneliness lurks in every shadow. My path, though much narrower and maybe not quite as beauteous at first glance, leads the way to a place where nothing but joy and happiness abound, where praises to my King reverberate throughout the heavens, and Life is eternal and full of bliss. Night never envelopes this Promised Land with its dark cape, nor does the dawn ever cease. All declare the majesty of Christ, crying, “Holy, holy, holy is our Lord, God Almighty!” Yes, the journey at times is hard, and many times I have lost my footing, but my God, who is with me at every moment, catches me in His loving arms. My steps He steadies, and when I feel as though I cannot go any further, feeling so weighted down, He makes my burden light. He has given my heart a new song, my life a new meaning, and my soul the promise of eternal rest in Him. Death shall never claim victory over me, nor shall I ever be taken from my Father’s hand. I am His child, His beloved, His daughter, His own. There is nothing in this foreign land in which I travel that can change that fact. Many times I have hesitated, even balked, at the sight of the path suddenly ending before me at the edge of a huge, seemingly bottomless gorge, and that proceeds on at its opposite side. But, after much coaxing and many reminders of His promise never to leave me, I finally take His nail scarred hand together we take that step of faith that brings a bridge beneath my feet. The impossibilities that I face are suddenly made possible with my God. Nothing need I fear when I allow my Lord to be my guide. I am safe and secure in His arms, even when it feels as though the world around me is falling apart. This is the path that I have chosen and have given my life to follow. Which do you choose?
June 21st, 2011
I am a pilgrim here, on a journey to the Promised Land. My route is full of unexpected twists and turns, deep canyons, and steep, craggy mountains that I have to carefully – even cautiously – navigate my way through. My Lord is by my side, and His Holy Word is both my compass and map. Nothing do I carry with me but my cross which I have chosen to take up. The path I take isn’t one that most might choose. It’s narrow and not as well traveled as the other. The second path is wide, open, and becoming to the eye, but it ends in a place where there is nothing but eternal sorrow, pain, and death. It’s not visible by just looking at it, but Suffering marks every step of the way, and Loneliness lurks in every shadow. My path, though much narrower and maybe not quite as beauteous at first glance, leads the way to a place where nothing but joy and happiness abound, where praises to my King reverberate throughout the heavens, and Life is eternal and full of bliss. Night never envelopes this Promised Land with its dark cape, nor does the dawn ever cease. All declare the majesty of Christ, crying, “Holy, holy, holy is our Lord, God Almighty!” Yes, the journey at times is hard, and many times I have lost my footing, but my God, who is with me at every moment, catches me in His loving arms. My steps He steadies, and when I feel as though I cannot go any further, feeling so weighted down, He makes my burden light. He has given my heart a new song, my life a new meaning, and my soul the promise of eternal rest in Him. Death shall never claim victory over me, nor shall I ever be taken from my Father’s hand. I am His child, His beloved, His daughter, His own. There is nothing in this foreign land in which I travel that can change that fact. Many times I have hesitated, even balked, at the sight of the path suddenly ending before me at the edge of a huge, seemingly bottomless gorge, and that proceeds on at its opposite side. But, after much coaxing and many reminders of His promise never to leave me, I finally take His nail scarred hand together we take that step of faith that brings a bridge beneath my feet. The impossibilities that I face are suddenly made possible with my God. Nothing need I fear when I allow my Lord to be my guide. I am safe and secure in His arms, even when it feels as though the world around me is falling apart. This is the path that I have chosen and have given my life to follow. Which do you choose?
Summer Night
By: Stephanie Defoyd
August 2nd, 2011
As the day starts to end, a cool breeze gently stirs the leaves of the silk tree by the screened-in porch. It’s very slight, but feels refreshing on my skin after a long day spent in the muggy and sweltering heat. Beneath me the porch swing creaks softly as I slowly swing myself back and forth.
Hummingbird moths’ wings beat a comforting rhythm as they flit from one blooming Four O’clock plant to the other, daintily sampling the nectar from each flower as it opens. The blossoms create a rainbow of color in front of the porch, and give off a light, perfume-like aroma.
Off to the west, the sun is setting low beyond the stand of pine; its red-golden rays making it look as though the whole forest is on fire. A few wispy clouds and a section of the broad expanse of sky that is within the flaming sun’s reach are clothed in gorgeous hues of purple and fuchsia, looking like royalty itself. Just as suddenly as this magnificent artwork appeared, it quickly fades into the calm, dewy night.
By now the frogs can be heard croaking, and the cicadas singing along with them in their own delightful way. A Barred Owl hoots off in the distance and is answered by another, and then another. Suddenly a heart-jumping screech reverberates off the old shed, and then quickly fades into a soft, somewhat comical hooting sound. Almost immediately this owl is joined by the rest, and now the air is filled with their wonderful hooting chorus.
After a while, their hooting fades as they move deeper into the forest. It’s not quiet for long though. Before their song is completely finished, the Chuck-Wills-Widow’s call is heard. His melodious voice is soft, yet strong. “CHUCK…wills-WIDow! CHUCK…wills-WIDow!”
But wait! There is another night bird also sharing his song with the rest of the slumbering world. It’s faint, but if you listen carefully, you can hear it. His fast-paced, upbeat tune is a treat to hear, as he is not around much. It is the beautiful call of the Whippoorwill. “Whip-poor-WILL! Whip-poor-WILL! Whip-poor-WILL! Whip-poor-WILL!” He seems to be moving closer, for his voice is clearer and more distinct. Peering into the deepening night, I catch a glimpse of his shadowy figure as he lands gracefully on the protruding branch of the old pine snag to the right of the shed. He is quiet for a moment before continuing on with his song. Before he is very far into it, he stops abruptly, and then flies off toward the pond. Something startled him.
Listening closely, I notice a slight rustling noise coming from the overgrown fence line, not far from where the night bird had been perched in the snag. A few minutes later, an armadillo emerges from the tangle of blackberry vines and shrubbery, nosing around for a snack. He pauses and rears up on his hind legs, sniffing the air, his tiny ears twitching. Apparently figuring there are no obvious threats close by, he drops back to all fours and continues on his way.
Now the sky is dressed in a dazzling robe of midnight blue, covered with diamonds. The moon has risen and resembles a silver coin, set perfectly among the glitter, and its pale light envelops the world in a ghostly glow as the crickets chirp their summer song.
The air is now a bit chilly, and I take this as my cue to head inside. As I rise from the porch swing, a tiny glowing light catches my eye. This is followed by yet another little flash, and then another. A smile creeps across my face as I realize that those little lantern lights are fireflies dancing through the yard -- those wonderful critters that are so fun to catch and release. I watch them for a few minutes more, and then reluctantly go inside the house. As I do, I thank God for creating such a beautiful and amazing world.
August 2nd, 2011
As the day starts to end, a cool breeze gently stirs the leaves of the silk tree by the screened-in porch. It’s very slight, but feels refreshing on my skin after a long day spent in the muggy and sweltering heat. Beneath me the porch swing creaks softly as I slowly swing myself back and forth.
Hummingbird moths’ wings beat a comforting rhythm as they flit from one blooming Four O’clock plant to the other, daintily sampling the nectar from each flower as it opens. The blossoms create a rainbow of color in front of the porch, and give off a light, perfume-like aroma.
Off to the west, the sun is setting low beyond the stand of pine; its red-golden rays making it look as though the whole forest is on fire. A few wispy clouds and a section of the broad expanse of sky that is within the flaming sun’s reach are clothed in gorgeous hues of purple and fuchsia, looking like royalty itself. Just as suddenly as this magnificent artwork appeared, it quickly fades into the calm, dewy night.
By now the frogs can be heard croaking, and the cicadas singing along with them in their own delightful way. A Barred Owl hoots off in the distance and is answered by another, and then another. Suddenly a heart-jumping screech reverberates off the old shed, and then quickly fades into a soft, somewhat comical hooting sound. Almost immediately this owl is joined by the rest, and now the air is filled with their wonderful hooting chorus.
After a while, their hooting fades as they move deeper into the forest. It’s not quiet for long though. Before their song is completely finished, the Chuck-Wills-Widow’s call is heard. His melodious voice is soft, yet strong. “CHUCK…wills-WIDow! CHUCK…wills-WIDow!”
But wait! There is another night bird also sharing his song with the rest of the slumbering world. It’s faint, but if you listen carefully, you can hear it. His fast-paced, upbeat tune is a treat to hear, as he is not around much. It is the beautiful call of the Whippoorwill. “Whip-poor-WILL! Whip-poor-WILL! Whip-poor-WILL! Whip-poor-WILL!” He seems to be moving closer, for his voice is clearer and more distinct. Peering into the deepening night, I catch a glimpse of his shadowy figure as he lands gracefully on the protruding branch of the old pine snag to the right of the shed. He is quiet for a moment before continuing on with his song. Before he is very far into it, he stops abruptly, and then flies off toward the pond. Something startled him.
Listening closely, I notice a slight rustling noise coming from the overgrown fence line, not far from where the night bird had been perched in the snag. A few minutes later, an armadillo emerges from the tangle of blackberry vines and shrubbery, nosing around for a snack. He pauses and rears up on his hind legs, sniffing the air, his tiny ears twitching. Apparently figuring there are no obvious threats close by, he drops back to all fours and continues on his way.
Now the sky is dressed in a dazzling robe of midnight blue, covered with diamonds. The moon has risen and resembles a silver coin, set perfectly among the glitter, and its pale light envelops the world in a ghostly glow as the crickets chirp their summer song.
The air is now a bit chilly, and I take this as my cue to head inside. As I rise from the porch swing, a tiny glowing light catches my eye. This is followed by yet another little flash, and then another. A smile creeps across my face as I realize that those little lantern lights are fireflies dancing through the yard -- those wonderful critters that are so fun to catch and release. I watch them for a few minutes more, and then reluctantly go inside the house. As I do, I thank God for creating such a beautiful and amazing world.
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"Onward, Christian Soldiers"
By: Stephanie Defoyd
January 3rd, 2011
1. Onward, Christian soldiers, Marching as to war, With the cross of Jesus Going on before!
Christ, the royal Master, Leads against the foe; Forward into battle, See His banner go!
2. At the sound of triumph Satan's host doth flee; On, then, Christian soldiers, On to victory!
Hell's foundations quiver At the shout of praise; Brothers, lift your voices, Loud your anthems
raise!
3. Like a mighty army Moves the church of God; Brothers, we are treading Where the saints
have trod; We are not divided; All one body we, One in hope and doctrine, One in charity.
4. Onward, then, ye people, Join our happy throng, Blend with ours your voices In the triumph
song; Glory, laud, and honor, Unto Christ the King; This thro' countless ages Men and
angels sing.
CHORUS: Onward, Christian soldiers, Marching as to war, With the cross of Jesus Going on before!
While paging through one of our hymn books, I happened upon the above song, Onward, Christian Soldiers. This song has always been one of my many favorites, and almost absentmindedly, I started humming it quietly to myself. As I did so, my thoughts immediately turned to a friend of mine who had left for the Army earlier this evening. I couldn't help thinking of the similarities between my friend and what this song describes.
As Christians, we are soldiers in God's army and are fighting a spiritual battle against the devil. Unlike earthly wars where we usually don't know what the outcome will be, we know with certainty Who shall triumph in this fight -- God and His own. Jesus tells us in John chapter sixteen, the second half of verse thirty-three, "In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world" (emphasis mine).
I John 5:4-5 says that, as Christians, we, too, have overcome the world: "For whatsoever is born of God overcometh the world: and this is the victory that overcometh the world, even our faith. Who is he that overcometh the world, but he that believeth that Jesus is the Son of God?" (emphasis mine). By God's mighty and awesome power we shall find victory over Satan -- we claim it the moment we accept Jesus as Lord and Savior of our lives.
We need to share the love of God with all whom we come in contact with, no matter where we are -- in the workplace, at school, in our own community, another state, at a friend's house, etc. Everyone needs to hear about Jesus' unending and boundless love so that they might also overcome the world.
The Apostle Paul writes in II Timothy 4:7, "I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith." I don't know about you, but I want to be able to say that when my time comes. I also want to hear my Lord say to me, "Well done, thou good and faithful servant."
January 3rd, 2011
1. Onward, Christian soldiers, Marching as to war, With the cross of Jesus Going on before!
Christ, the royal Master, Leads against the foe; Forward into battle, See His banner go!
2. At the sound of triumph Satan's host doth flee; On, then, Christian soldiers, On to victory!
Hell's foundations quiver At the shout of praise; Brothers, lift your voices, Loud your anthems
raise!
3. Like a mighty army Moves the church of God; Brothers, we are treading Where the saints
have trod; We are not divided; All one body we, One in hope and doctrine, One in charity.
4. Onward, then, ye people, Join our happy throng, Blend with ours your voices In the triumph
song; Glory, laud, and honor, Unto Christ the King; This thro' countless ages Men and
angels sing.
CHORUS: Onward, Christian soldiers, Marching as to war, With the cross of Jesus Going on before!
While paging through one of our hymn books, I happened upon the above song, Onward, Christian Soldiers. This song has always been one of my many favorites, and almost absentmindedly, I started humming it quietly to myself. As I did so, my thoughts immediately turned to a friend of mine who had left for the Army earlier this evening. I couldn't help thinking of the similarities between my friend and what this song describes.
As Christians, we are soldiers in God's army and are fighting a spiritual battle against the devil. Unlike earthly wars where we usually don't know what the outcome will be, we know with certainty Who shall triumph in this fight -- God and His own. Jesus tells us in John chapter sixteen, the second half of verse thirty-three, "In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world" (emphasis mine).
I John 5:4-5 says that, as Christians, we, too, have overcome the world: "For whatsoever is born of God overcometh the world: and this is the victory that overcometh the world, even our faith. Who is he that overcometh the world, but he that believeth that Jesus is the Son of God?" (emphasis mine). By God's mighty and awesome power we shall find victory over Satan -- we claim it the moment we accept Jesus as Lord and Savior of our lives.
We need to share the love of God with all whom we come in contact with, no matter where we are -- in the workplace, at school, in our own community, another state, at a friend's house, etc. Everyone needs to hear about Jesus' unending and boundless love so that they might also overcome the world.
The Apostle Paul writes in II Timothy 4:7, "I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith." I don't know about you, but I want to be able to say that when my time comes. I also want to hear my Lord say to me, "Well done, thou good and faithful servant."
Our Education Systems
(This is a paper I did for English. We were allowed to choose whatever topic we wanted, so long as it went under the category of 'The Shape We're In.' I chose to talk about the poor shape of our education system.)
Stephanie Defoyd
Instructor: Dr. Rossiter
English 101-60
College Writing
October 7, 2011
Drug and alcohol abuse, hate, killings – guess what? All of this and even more is happening within our schools, the supposedly “safe” institutions that millions of Americans – young and old alike – attend for an education. Why is this happening? Is there anything that can be done about it? Increasing the school workloads has already been tried. To say the least, our education system is in very poor condition.
Adding more education isn't going to change things. There is always news about shootings within our schools, and even without the schools that involve students and/or teachers, if not both. A close to home example would be one that happened just recently. A University of Idaho professor – who I believe had resigned just a few days before this – shot a 22 year old woman, who had been a student of his, at her home, and then later, committed suicide. It’s apparent that more education didn’t solve this one, as it will not solve all the many other versions of hate that reside in our schools either.
The direct cause of the rise in crime and hate within our education systems is the removal of one very important thing: Love. We have taken God (Who IS Love) out of our education system and wonder why all these horrible things like shootings and other crimes are showing up more and more in our schools. What is the absence of Love? Hate. And the results of it are murder, war, stealing, and abuse. But what abounds in the presence of Love? Why, joy, forgiveness, peace, hope, prosperity, and life, of course! Quite a contrast, wouldn’t you say? So why has God been taken out of our education system if all He has ever done is make things better, not worse?
Well, apparently God “offends” people, particularly those who do not know Him. Despite the fact that the religious heritage of our country, the United States of America, is Christianity, and that our nation’s motto is “In GOD we trust,” – which is stamped all over the money both Christians and non-Christians in this country use – God is no longer allowed in schools because there are so many from other beliefs and religions who may not believe in Him that we are afraid of “offending” in some way or another.
I heard on the news once that there are schools that actually have rules stating no one is allowed to even wear jewelry – such as a necklace with a cross charm, rings, etc. – or anything else that symbolizes their belief in God. Yet, for religions where people are required to wear certain things such as this, there is an exception, for of course, we cannot risk offending others, now can we? Quite a double-standard, if you ask me.
Morality seems to be more or less far from the education system’s list of what should be taught within our schools. Immortality runs rapid within the places we believe our children are getting a good, sound education. Here is an example: I recently heard about a 14 year old kid in Fort Worth, Texas who got suspended from school just for saying to a friend of his, “I’m a Christian. Homosexuality is wrong,” while in a language class he was taking. Having been overheard by the teacher of the class, he was sent to the principal’s office and suspended for one or two days. How come it is okay for students and teachers to talk of immoral things such as this within the schools as long as they are neutral or even promoting it, yet it is completely horrible for someone to point out its wrongness and bring God into the discussion in some form or fashion as this child did? What has happened to our First Amendment right to “freedom of speech”? It looks like our education system has twisted that one to suit its own purposes. There, this right has turned into the right of “freedom FROM speech.”
Our right to freedom of speech isn’t the only one that has been twisted. It’s obvious that our right to “freedom OF religion” has been changed within our education system as “freedom FROM religion” (emphasis mine). It’s okay to talk about God on Sundays or Wednesday nights at church, – or whenever else there are services – but He can’t come to school with us. If He does, one can expect a reprimand or even suspension as shown in the previous paragraph.
Teachers can even lose their jobs for talking about Christ in schools, or praying with the classes. (Despite this fact, I had the privilege of knowing a few teachers who were not afraid to talk with us about God, or pray with us before tests, for which I am very thankful). My first experience of being told I could not speak of my Lord in school was while working as a Temporary Direct Service Aide at the local Head Start around Christmastime this past year. I had said something to one of the 5-year-olds about hoping they had a very merry Christmas. The teacher I was assisting overheard me and said in a low voice, “Ooooh, Steph, we are not allowed to talk about" (she spelled it out) "C-h-r-i-s-t-m-a-s in school with the children, or anything to do with C-h-r-i-s-t for that matter. We can’t risk offending anyone. …” I had never heard about this rule here, nor had my supervisor mentioned it to me, and it wasn’t in any of the paper work I signed, so I continued to share God’s love with the kids out on the playground and answer their questions about His love for them when they asked me.
Another thing I’ve noticed is the length of the “moment of silence” after the Pledge of Allegiance. It has become quite short. I know at my old school it has gone from lasting at least a minute or more to only several seconds, maximum. What happened? Do they just want to get it over with as quickly as possible? Do they figure they will keep this quiet time for God just so those who strongly believe He should be allowed within our education system will be quiet, but keep it short so that those who are totally against it will also be happy with the minimization? I wouldn’t be surprised if this were the case.
It’s crazy how other religions are allowed to be talked of and even represented within our schools, yet talking about God – which if one reads the Pledge of Allegiance will see that our nation is not only “indivisible,” but “one” UNDER GOD – is a big “no, no.” Actually, it’s quite hypocritical when one thinks about it.
It wasn’t that many years ago that our Savior was allowed to reside within our schools. What happened? What changed to suddenly have us remove Him? Did God change? The answer is no. God didn’t change. He never has and never will. In the Bible, Hebrews 13:8 (King James Version) assures us of this truth: “Jesus Christ the same yesterday, and to day, and for ever.” What happened is that we have become more corrupt. We think we can do without Him in our lives, and particularly within our education system, even though all of the evidence – killings, abuse, hate, etc. – prove otherwise. The thing is, we have “turned a blind eye” to this stark fact. Instead of being willing to take action and truly remove hate from our education system, we would rather just sit back, throw some more education at the students, and hope that that will keep them busy. Of course, we should never want to offend anyone by bringing JESUS back into our schools! But then, HE is who our nation was founded under only 200-some years before.
A man once said, “We do not treat a toothache with a haircut, or fix a flat tire by changing the oil…” He was right. When one has a problem, one should go to the root of it to find the solution. Changing the oil of the vehicle with a flat tire isn’t going to fix the tire. One has to look at the tire and fix it in order to get the desired result. This goes for our schools as well. If we want to remove Hate (murder, abuse, etc.) from our schools, we must allow Love (God) back in. Hate and Love are issues within one’s heart, not within one’s mind. Piling more schooling onto someone isn’t going to change anything but their minds. Just as changing the oil of a vehicle won’t fix a flat tire, our giving students more education will not take away the hate. Our education system is in very poor shape, but unless we let Christ back in, it is never going to get any better.
Stephanie Defoyd
Instructor: Dr. Rossiter
English 101-60
College Writing
October 7, 2011
Drug and alcohol abuse, hate, killings – guess what? All of this and even more is happening within our schools, the supposedly “safe” institutions that millions of Americans – young and old alike – attend for an education. Why is this happening? Is there anything that can be done about it? Increasing the school workloads has already been tried. To say the least, our education system is in very poor condition.
Adding more education isn't going to change things. There is always news about shootings within our schools, and even without the schools that involve students and/or teachers, if not both. A close to home example would be one that happened just recently. A University of Idaho professor – who I believe had resigned just a few days before this – shot a 22 year old woman, who had been a student of his, at her home, and then later, committed suicide. It’s apparent that more education didn’t solve this one, as it will not solve all the many other versions of hate that reside in our schools either.
The direct cause of the rise in crime and hate within our education systems is the removal of one very important thing: Love. We have taken God (Who IS Love) out of our education system and wonder why all these horrible things like shootings and other crimes are showing up more and more in our schools. What is the absence of Love? Hate. And the results of it are murder, war, stealing, and abuse. But what abounds in the presence of Love? Why, joy, forgiveness, peace, hope, prosperity, and life, of course! Quite a contrast, wouldn’t you say? So why has God been taken out of our education system if all He has ever done is make things better, not worse?
Well, apparently God “offends” people, particularly those who do not know Him. Despite the fact that the religious heritage of our country, the United States of America, is Christianity, and that our nation’s motto is “In GOD we trust,” – which is stamped all over the money both Christians and non-Christians in this country use – God is no longer allowed in schools because there are so many from other beliefs and religions who may not believe in Him that we are afraid of “offending” in some way or another.
I heard on the news once that there are schools that actually have rules stating no one is allowed to even wear jewelry – such as a necklace with a cross charm, rings, etc. – or anything else that symbolizes their belief in God. Yet, for religions where people are required to wear certain things such as this, there is an exception, for of course, we cannot risk offending others, now can we? Quite a double-standard, if you ask me.
Morality seems to be more or less far from the education system’s list of what should be taught within our schools. Immortality runs rapid within the places we believe our children are getting a good, sound education. Here is an example: I recently heard about a 14 year old kid in Fort Worth, Texas who got suspended from school just for saying to a friend of his, “I’m a Christian. Homosexuality is wrong,” while in a language class he was taking. Having been overheard by the teacher of the class, he was sent to the principal’s office and suspended for one or two days. How come it is okay for students and teachers to talk of immoral things such as this within the schools as long as they are neutral or even promoting it, yet it is completely horrible for someone to point out its wrongness and bring God into the discussion in some form or fashion as this child did? What has happened to our First Amendment right to “freedom of speech”? It looks like our education system has twisted that one to suit its own purposes. There, this right has turned into the right of “freedom FROM speech.”
Our right to freedom of speech isn’t the only one that has been twisted. It’s obvious that our right to “freedom OF religion” has been changed within our education system as “freedom FROM religion” (emphasis mine). It’s okay to talk about God on Sundays or Wednesday nights at church, – or whenever else there are services – but He can’t come to school with us. If He does, one can expect a reprimand or even suspension as shown in the previous paragraph.
Teachers can even lose their jobs for talking about Christ in schools, or praying with the classes. (Despite this fact, I had the privilege of knowing a few teachers who were not afraid to talk with us about God, or pray with us before tests, for which I am very thankful). My first experience of being told I could not speak of my Lord in school was while working as a Temporary Direct Service Aide at the local Head Start around Christmastime this past year. I had said something to one of the 5-year-olds about hoping they had a very merry Christmas. The teacher I was assisting overheard me and said in a low voice, “Ooooh, Steph, we are not allowed to talk about" (she spelled it out) "C-h-r-i-s-t-m-a-s in school with the children, or anything to do with C-h-r-i-s-t for that matter. We can’t risk offending anyone. …” I had never heard about this rule here, nor had my supervisor mentioned it to me, and it wasn’t in any of the paper work I signed, so I continued to share God’s love with the kids out on the playground and answer their questions about His love for them when they asked me.
Another thing I’ve noticed is the length of the “moment of silence” after the Pledge of Allegiance. It has become quite short. I know at my old school it has gone from lasting at least a minute or more to only several seconds, maximum. What happened? Do they just want to get it over with as quickly as possible? Do they figure they will keep this quiet time for God just so those who strongly believe He should be allowed within our education system will be quiet, but keep it short so that those who are totally against it will also be happy with the minimization? I wouldn’t be surprised if this were the case.
It’s crazy how other religions are allowed to be talked of and even represented within our schools, yet talking about God – which if one reads the Pledge of Allegiance will see that our nation is not only “indivisible,” but “one” UNDER GOD – is a big “no, no.” Actually, it’s quite hypocritical when one thinks about it.
It wasn’t that many years ago that our Savior was allowed to reside within our schools. What happened? What changed to suddenly have us remove Him? Did God change? The answer is no. God didn’t change. He never has and never will. In the Bible, Hebrews 13:8 (King James Version) assures us of this truth: “Jesus Christ the same yesterday, and to day, and for ever.” What happened is that we have become more corrupt. We think we can do without Him in our lives, and particularly within our education system, even though all of the evidence – killings, abuse, hate, etc. – prove otherwise. The thing is, we have “turned a blind eye” to this stark fact. Instead of being willing to take action and truly remove hate from our education system, we would rather just sit back, throw some more education at the students, and hope that that will keep them busy. Of course, we should never want to offend anyone by bringing JESUS back into our schools! But then, HE is who our nation was founded under only 200-some years before.
A man once said, “We do not treat a toothache with a haircut, or fix a flat tire by changing the oil…” He was right. When one has a problem, one should go to the root of it to find the solution. Changing the oil of the vehicle with a flat tire isn’t going to fix the tire. One has to look at the tire and fix it in order to get the desired result. This goes for our schools as well. If we want to remove Hate (murder, abuse, etc.) from our schools, we must allow Love (God) back in. Hate and Love are issues within one’s heart, not within one’s mind. Piling more schooling onto someone isn’t going to change anything but their minds. Just as changing the oil of a vehicle won’t fix a flat tire, our giving students more education will not take away the hate. Our education system is in very poor shape, but unless we let Christ back in, it is never going to get any better.
Something Beautiful...
By: Stephanie Defoyd
January 9, 2012
I have learned a lot of things from working at the local Head Start. I must say, I believe I have some of the BEST teachers in the world: the 3-5 year olds I work with each day. Today’s lesson is one I certainly won’t ever forget.
While discussing the children’s artwork, someone told me that they think saying things like, “Oh, I really like that!” about a piece of art work each child finishes when asked our opinion on it isn’t the best route, as it is impossible for one to truly “like” each drawing or painting that’s probably nothing more than a mere scribble or blob. They said that after a while, if we keep telling them everything they do is nice or beautiful, they will become discouraged and start thinking, “They are just saying that. They say it about everything I do.” I was told we should ask them THEIR opinion of their work. How do THEY feel about it? I can understand the part about asking the children what they thought about their work, but I don’t totally understand where this person is coming from about not telling them their work is beautiful. The kids did teach me something about this particular subject though.
Today we did finger painting. After covering the table with paper, a little bit of paint was poured onto the table for the kids to smear around. Once they were done making designs and such with the paint, I took a sheet of paper and laid it over their art, making a print of it.
Looking at each child’s print as I laid them out to dry, I thought back to the conversation I had had earlier. Suddenly one little girl pointed to her print and said, “Look! That’s a picture of my family!”
To an adult, the girl’s art might not look like anything more than a sheet of paper covered in smears of red, yellow and blue paint mixed together with a few finger designs and a handprint. I couldn’t see realistic-looking representations of people in her picture, but she did help me realize something. Through a child’s eyes, everything is unique and beautiful in its own special way. To an adult, this print might look like a mess, but through the eyes of a child, it is a family full of love, laughter, growth, and imagination. What isn’t creative about that?
As I listened to the kids as they told me what each of their paintings was of, I couldn’t help but notice the beauty they saw. Each work of art was as unique and special as the toddler who created it. Their imaginations were vivid and they could see potential in something that might just look like a mess to an adult.
Through this I was reminded of how God views us and our lives. Romans 8:28 says, “And we know that all things work together for good to them who love God, to them who are the called according to His purpose.” We might look at our lives and just see nothing but screw-up after screw-up, resulting in a huge, not-so-attractive mess. We might think we are worthless. Thankfully, God doesn’t see us or our lives that way. He views us as precious and rare jewels, something to be treasured. As for our lives, He doesn’t see an ugly mess. Like children who can see beauty in something that we might think is ugly, or just scribbles on paper, God sees our lives as something wonderful. He takes our “mess” and turns it into a magnificent masterpiece.
It makes me wonder, what’s the harm in taking a moment to look through the eyes of a child and see the beauty and wonder in everything? My kiddos have taught me (and still are teaching me) how to look deeply at things and seek out the beauty within them, and when I tell them I think their work is very creative or beautiful, I mean it. I don’t just say it to be nice. I say it because that is what it is; something beautiful that just might lead to something even more gorgeous later on.
January 9, 2012
I have learned a lot of things from working at the local Head Start. I must say, I believe I have some of the BEST teachers in the world: the 3-5 year olds I work with each day. Today’s lesson is one I certainly won’t ever forget.
While discussing the children’s artwork, someone told me that they think saying things like, “Oh, I really like that!” about a piece of art work each child finishes when asked our opinion on it isn’t the best route, as it is impossible for one to truly “like” each drawing or painting that’s probably nothing more than a mere scribble or blob. They said that after a while, if we keep telling them everything they do is nice or beautiful, they will become discouraged and start thinking, “They are just saying that. They say it about everything I do.” I was told we should ask them THEIR opinion of their work. How do THEY feel about it? I can understand the part about asking the children what they thought about their work, but I don’t totally understand where this person is coming from about not telling them their work is beautiful. The kids did teach me something about this particular subject though.
Today we did finger painting. After covering the table with paper, a little bit of paint was poured onto the table for the kids to smear around. Once they were done making designs and such with the paint, I took a sheet of paper and laid it over their art, making a print of it.
Looking at each child’s print as I laid them out to dry, I thought back to the conversation I had had earlier. Suddenly one little girl pointed to her print and said, “Look! That’s a picture of my family!”
To an adult, the girl’s art might not look like anything more than a sheet of paper covered in smears of red, yellow and blue paint mixed together with a few finger designs and a handprint. I couldn’t see realistic-looking representations of people in her picture, but she did help me realize something. Through a child’s eyes, everything is unique and beautiful in its own special way. To an adult, this print might look like a mess, but through the eyes of a child, it is a family full of love, laughter, growth, and imagination. What isn’t creative about that?
As I listened to the kids as they told me what each of their paintings was of, I couldn’t help but notice the beauty they saw. Each work of art was as unique and special as the toddler who created it. Their imaginations were vivid and they could see potential in something that might just look like a mess to an adult.
Through this I was reminded of how God views us and our lives. Romans 8:28 says, “And we know that all things work together for good to them who love God, to them who are the called according to His purpose.” We might look at our lives and just see nothing but screw-up after screw-up, resulting in a huge, not-so-attractive mess. We might think we are worthless. Thankfully, God doesn’t see us or our lives that way. He views us as precious and rare jewels, something to be treasured. As for our lives, He doesn’t see an ugly mess. Like children who can see beauty in something that we might think is ugly, or just scribbles on paper, God sees our lives as something wonderful. He takes our “mess” and turns it into a magnificent masterpiece.
It makes me wonder, what’s the harm in taking a moment to look through the eyes of a child and see the beauty and wonder in everything? My kiddos have taught me (and still are teaching me) how to look deeply at things and seek out the beauty within them, and when I tell them I think their work is very creative or beautiful, I mean it. I don’t just say it to be nice. I say it because that is what it is; something beautiful that just might lead to something even more gorgeous later on.
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
An Adjustment Of Focus
By: Nathaniel Iddings
January 7th, 2013
Hebrews 11:6-12:2 - "But without faith it is impossible to please him: for he that cometh to God must believe that he is, and that he is a rewarder of them that diligently seek him." ... "Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God."
When I look at this list of horrible things unbelievers have done to God's people, my initial response tends to be fright. As I read this and hear about other various ways Christians in the past have been murdered, it terrifies me. Paul was believed to have been crucified upside-down, the reformers were burned at the stake by Catholic "Christians" , and Egyptian moslums publicly display videos of people being brutalized in the streets put to festive music. I heard a retelling from Paul Washer about a Christian man in Russia (I think it was Russia) who was attemptedly brainwashed to recant his beliefs. After he finally cracked he was let out of prison and he roamed the streets saying "I am Peter! I am Judas!" The list goes on of all the horrible things people do to Christians and it's just sickening. I remember back in 2010 (or maybe it was early 2011), I went through a period of time where it just felt like all I could expect to see was doom. Fairly regularly my mind was plagued with imaginings of what people might try to do to me or my friends, and I was thinking to myself subconsciously "What will they do to me? Yes I know God is strong, but Peter denied Christ 3 times! Will I be able to stand firm and not deny Christ? I don't think I can do it!"
It may seem like a legitmate thing to ask the question "Will I be able to stand firm?" Questions like that put on a disguise of wisdom, but in all seriousness I believe that kind of question is nothing more than a veiled self-confidence and doubt of God's faithfulness. During that time of stress I felt like I was being a coward if I tried to block those worrisome thoughts out of my mind. It seemed to me like I should be thinking about those kinds of things, as though God's point in telling me about tribulation was to test me to see how much I could handle. It seemed like I was supposed to incline my ear to persecution horror stories so as to build up calaces, that way I could endure anything that may happen down the road. After all, to be forewarned is to be forearmed, right?
It turns out that I was completely wrong to think like that, and I'm glad I was wrong! God tells us these things not to challenge our faith, as if we have to prove to Him and to ourselves that we will stay faithful. Of course not! The reason He tells us the gruesome details of these things through Scripture and providence, is not to scare us, but on the contrary to comfort and encourage us. All through Hebrews 11 the apostle has been stressing to his readers that it is by faith we are made spiritually alive in Christ, and it is by faith that we persevere to the end. Note that he was speaking to Jewish believers who were being persecuted and tempted to go back to Judaism. If the apostle wanted his Jewish brothers and sisters to stand firm, it wouldn't make any sense to start telling them horror stories just to freak them out. If nothing else, it would seem pretty insensitive to just be like "Hey, you think you've got it bad; tough! Look what these guys went through. Be glad you're not them!" or "Look at this list of things other brothers and sisters have suffered; think you can handle this, or are you going to chicken out now?" Consider that portion of verse 39; "all these through faith, having obtained a good testimony through faith..." They obtained a good testimony. If they had given up, they would have forfeited that good testimony, and instead would have been written off as apostates.
The writer later goes on in verse 1 of chapter 12 to point to them and say essentially "Look at all these Old Testament examples and all of the other countless saints who persevered by faith. God kept all of them firm, so why should we fear that He won't keep us?" He says "Therefore, since we are surrounded..." As my youth leader would say "What is it there for?" "Therefore"; In other words, "For this reason". "We have sufficient and virtually innumerable examples of God's faithfulness presented before us, so for this reason let's all peservere too; because we should, and because we know that by faith we will." This faith the writer speaks of is not some sort of "name it and claim it" Santa Clause kind of faith, with no credible evidence to speak for itself. This faith is arguably reasonable, and one cannot object to it's saving, sanctifying, and persevering power.
In verse 2 we are reminded of what this living faith is. The object of our faith is Jesus Christ and His work of redemption He accomplished on Calvary. This is where our faith lies, and this is what we need to focus on. We don't focus on how firm we are, or how strongly we believe (though we ought to examine ourselves), but we look "unto Jesus, the Author and Finisher of our faith." As cannot be stressed enough, he is the author AND finisher of our faith. He has promised that He will complete the work He began in us (Phillipians 1:6), and He is God. He never lies. The apostle continues; "Who for the joy that was set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God".
This is important; How was it that Jesus was able to endure that cross? How was He able to despise the shame and not turn back? Was it by human power that He withstood it all? Of course it wasn't. While His human nature contained not even a trace sin, it wasn't because He was just that strong in and of Himself apart from the rest of the Trinity. He was able to stand by the strength of the same power that raised Him from the dead. He endured the cross because He was filled with the Holy Spirit to an unlimited extent (John 3:31-36). Think about it, He was sustained and resurrected by the power of the Holy Spirit. The Holy Spirit also dwells in the hearts of His people. Not only that, but the Holy Spirit is the power that began our new life in Christ, raising us from spiritual deadness! Can you honestly say in good conscience, that you raised yourself from the dead? Did you free yourself from the bondage of sin? Had it been by our own power that we must be saved, we wouldn't be saved at all. This is good news; the Holy Spirit sustained Christ through His sufferings and death, raised Him from the dead, regenerated us to spiritual life (something we cannot do), and sanctifies us (which we cannot, and would not do), and has promised to resurrect us bodily at the last day (which again, we cannot do).
All the things the Holy Spirit does are things that are beyond our capability. Yet, He sustained our Savior through the unimaginably horrific things He suffered, so what can possibly keep Him from sustaining us? Yes, we are weak, but He is strong! The whole focus is not on "will I stay faithful", but "He is faithful". If we have the same Spirit living in us that sustained Christ through suffering the full consumation of the wrath of both God and men, there is absolutely no reason that we should have to bring our peseverance into question. He will keep us through. If He didn't, then Jesus would have been lying when He said "out of all the Father has given the Son, He will lose none" (John 6:35-40). He will not ever lie, because that is completely contrary to His nature. He is immutably righteous, and He existed before there was any such a thing as sin. The devil was a created being (though he wasn't evil initially [Isaiah 14:12-15]). All angels are created beings. It was created beings who rebelled against an eternal, uncreated God. He existed before there ever was any evil, and He was immutable then just as He is now. He will never lie, and He will preserve us; garunteed. This doesn't negate our responsibility to obey Him, but it does secure that all those who have true faith in Him will stand firm. After all, since we know this to be true, shouldn't it cause us to be grateful to Him and desirous to persevere?
According the Macarthur Study Bible, "the joy that was set before Him" was "the joy of accomplishing the Father's will and exaltation". Now of course all bible commentaries themselves are not inspired, but I do think that John Macarthur's interpretation is undoubtedly valid here. Jesus's motivation was not first and foremost man-centered. It can be easy to hear the words "redemption" and "salvation" etc. and the first things that come to mind are what God has done for man. Yes, God has done this great work to our benifit, but we are not the center of the universe. We are not His motivation for anything He does. The point and purpose of redemption, salvation, sancification, and man's existence entirely, with everything else you can name, is to fulfill the will of God and glorify Him. Of course it's not as though He is some heavenly utilitarian, who doesn't care for His people or His creation. He's not like "I don't care what happens to my people, so long as I am glorified". He does care for His people. After all, we are still alive, aren't we? He has purchased salvation for us all who believe, so when we die, we will be with Him. Of course He cares for His people! However, man's chief end is to glorify God, not vise/versa. Man exists to serve God, not God exists to serve man. This is among many things, perhaps the most fundamental element of Jesus's mindset that we should apply to ourselves; that everything in our lives is to be theocentric: God-centered.
Not only did Christ stay firm and faithful through it all by the power of the Holy Spirit, but He was able to "despise the shame". According to Dictionary.com this verb means "to regard with contempt, distaste, disgust, or disdain; scorn; loathe." To scorn something means to hold it in contempt, or to mock it. Going from that point of view, it's sort of an irony; Christ mocked the shame. He was put to public shame and mocked by men, but He made a mockery of the very mocking he recieved! It could be put like this: In the world's eyes His death was a such a disgrace that sinful man cruelly and unsympathetically laughed at Him. To the world it looked like a hopeless defeat. Yet, in reality He made the very shame and disgrace an object of ridicule in that, so far from being defeated by sinful man, the world, and Satan, His death was the victory over man's sin, the world, and Satan! Ridicule is described as "action intended to cause contemptuous laughter at a person or thing; derision". He made the ridicule He recieved, the object of ridicule in the end! Isn't it rather laughable to think that all His enemies thought they won, when in reality they just accidentally handed him the victory on a silver plate?
As God would providentially have it, a short time ago I was at a bible study with some friends, and I think the evening lesson would be perfect to interject here! We were in Phillipians 4:4-9. In verse 4 we are commanded to rejoice in the Lord always. After that command, the apostle Paul gives us instruction on how we can rejoice in all times. In verse 6 we are commanded to be anxious for nothing, but to pray at all times with thanksgiving. Axiety is the polar opposite and enemy of joy. First things first, in order to rejoice we must kill anxiety. Next, we have our prescription for battling anxiety; Prayer with thanksgiving. Prayer that is in accordance with the revealed will of God, brings peace of mind. A prayer of "I want You to do my will because You are able" is not the kind of prayer being prescribed. There's that qualifying word; thanksgiving. This prayer being prescribed is the kind of prayer that focuses on all God has done for us, and for you as an individual. As you focus more and the more on what He has done and what He has promised, the easier it can be for you to surrender your will to His. The more we understand how undeserving we are, the more grateful and content we ought to be.
Lastly, in verse 8 we get our final command. Meditate on good things. I recently read Pilgrim's Progress for school, and I was impressed with the scene where Christian and Faithful (or maybe it was Hopeful) meet Ignorance. Ignorance believed he was in God's favor, because his heart told him so. His heart told him "good things" about himself, but then as Christian and Faithful continue the conversation they pointed this out; thinking positive, is not thinking good. I can think I am a good person, living a good life, but that doesn't make those thoughts good. John Bunyan explained (and he didn't invent this, but only reiterated it) that meditating on good things means to meditate on things biblical; to adopt a mindset consistent with God's thoughts. In other words, if your thinking is positive, but does not align with Scripture, you are not thinking good thoughts. To think I am a good person, is a bad thought. That is because that thought is not biblical. Therefore, meditating on good things as God commands us to, doesn't mean "think positive", but "think biblically". So then, we could say that Paul was in essence saying "adjust your focus to be in line with the Bible."
It goes like this:
1. Rejoice. Kill anxiety.
2. In order to kill anxiety, pray with a thankful attitude.
3. Adjust your focus biblically. This is the result of a thankful prayer.
It goes both ways too, because as you adjust your focus to be in line with God's Word, then you can know how to properly pray, which in turn kills anxiety, and then comes rejoicing! You could say it works in a very circular manner. No matter which you start with (rejoicing, or refocusing) you should inevitably arrive at the other. Pretty cool, huh?
Oh yes, and in case you were wondering whatever became of the Christian in Russia who went through all the brainwashing; God restored him, and he continued sharing the gospel with others! Yet again, God was and always will be faithful.
Photography: Stephanie DeFoyd
January 7th, 2013
Hebrews 11:6-12:2 - "But without faith it is impossible to please him: for he that cometh to God must believe that he is, and that he is a rewarder of them that diligently seek him." ... "Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God."
When I look at this list of horrible things unbelievers have done to God's people, my initial response tends to be fright. As I read this and hear about other various ways Christians in the past have been murdered, it terrifies me. Paul was believed to have been crucified upside-down, the reformers were burned at the stake by Catholic "Christians" , and Egyptian moslums publicly display videos of people being brutalized in the streets put to festive music. I heard a retelling from Paul Washer about a Christian man in Russia (I think it was Russia) who was attemptedly brainwashed to recant his beliefs. After he finally cracked he was let out of prison and he roamed the streets saying "I am Peter! I am Judas!" The list goes on of all the horrible things people do to Christians and it's just sickening. I remember back in 2010 (or maybe it was early 2011), I went through a period of time where it just felt like all I could expect to see was doom. Fairly regularly my mind was plagued with imaginings of what people might try to do to me or my friends, and I was thinking to myself subconsciously "What will they do to me? Yes I know God is strong, but Peter denied Christ 3 times! Will I be able to stand firm and not deny Christ? I don't think I can do it!"
It may seem like a legitmate thing to ask the question "Will I be able to stand firm?" Questions like that put on a disguise of wisdom, but in all seriousness I believe that kind of question is nothing more than a veiled self-confidence and doubt of God's faithfulness. During that time of stress I felt like I was being a coward if I tried to block those worrisome thoughts out of my mind. It seemed to me like I should be thinking about those kinds of things, as though God's point in telling me about tribulation was to test me to see how much I could handle. It seemed like I was supposed to incline my ear to persecution horror stories so as to build up calaces, that way I could endure anything that may happen down the road. After all, to be forewarned is to be forearmed, right?
It turns out that I was completely wrong to think like that, and I'm glad I was wrong! God tells us these things not to challenge our faith, as if we have to prove to Him and to ourselves that we will stay faithful. Of course not! The reason He tells us the gruesome details of these things through Scripture and providence, is not to scare us, but on the contrary to comfort and encourage us. All through Hebrews 11 the apostle has been stressing to his readers that it is by faith we are made spiritually alive in Christ, and it is by faith that we persevere to the end. Note that he was speaking to Jewish believers who were being persecuted and tempted to go back to Judaism. If the apostle wanted his Jewish brothers and sisters to stand firm, it wouldn't make any sense to start telling them horror stories just to freak them out. If nothing else, it would seem pretty insensitive to just be like "Hey, you think you've got it bad; tough! Look what these guys went through. Be glad you're not them!" or "Look at this list of things other brothers and sisters have suffered; think you can handle this, or are you going to chicken out now?" Consider that portion of verse 39; "all these through faith, having obtained a good testimony through faith..." They obtained a good testimony. If they had given up, they would have forfeited that good testimony, and instead would have been written off as apostates.
The writer later goes on in verse 1 of chapter 12 to point to them and say essentially "Look at all these Old Testament examples and all of the other countless saints who persevered by faith. God kept all of them firm, so why should we fear that He won't keep us?" He says "Therefore, since we are surrounded..." As my youth leader would say "What is it there for?" "Therefore"; In other words, "For this reason". "We have sufficient and virtually innumerable examples of God's faithfulness presented before us, so for this reason let's all peservere too; because we should, and because we know that by faith we will." This faith the writer speaks of is not some sort of "name it and claim it" Santa Clause kind of faith, with no credible evidence to speak for itself. This faith is arguably reasonable, and one cannot object to it's saving, sanctifying, and persevering power.
In verse 2 we are reminded of what this living faith is. The object of our faith is Jesus Christ and His work of redemption He accomplished on Calvary. This is where our faith lies, and this is what we need to focus on. We don't focus on how firm we are, or how strongly we believe (though we ought to examine ourselves), but we look "unto Jesus, the Author and Finisher of our faith." As cannot be stressed enough, he is the author AND finisher of our faith. He has promised that He will complete the work He began in us (Phillipians 1:6), and He is God. He never lies. The apostle continues; "Who for the joy that was set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God".
This is important; How was it that Jesus was able to endure that cross? How was He able to despise the shame and not turn back? Was it by human power that He withstood it all? Of course it wasn't. While His human nature contained not even a trace sin, it wasn't because He was just that strong in and of Himself apart from the rest of the Trinity. He was able to stand by the strength of the same power that raised Him from the dead. He endured the cross because He was filled with the Holy Spirit to an unlimited extent (John 3:31-36). Think about it, He was sustained and resurrected by the power of the Holy Spirit. The Holy Spirit also dwells in the hearts of His people. Not only that, but the Holy Spirit is the power that began our new life in Christ, raising us from spiritual deadness! Can you honestly say in good conscience, that you raised yourself from the dead? Did you free yourself from the bondage of sin? Had it been by our own power that we must be saved, we wouldn't be saved at all. This is good news; the Holy Spirit sustained Christ through His sufferings and death, raised Him from the dead, regenerated us to spiritual life (something we cannot do), and sanctifies us (which we cannot, and would not do), and has promised to resurrect us bodily at the last day (which again, we cannot do).
All the things the Holy Spirit does are things that are beyond our capability. Yet, He sustained our Savior through the unimaginably horrific things He suffered, so what can possibly keep Him from sustaining us? Yes, we are weak, but He is strong! The whole focus is not on "will I stay faithful", but "He is faithful". If we have the same Spirit living in us that sustained Christ through suffering the full consumation of the wrath of both God and men, there is absolutely no reason that we should have to bring our peseverance into question. He will keep us through. If He didn't, then Jesus would have been lying when He said "out of all the Father has given the Son, He will lose none" (John 6:35-40). He will not ever lie, because that is completely contrary to His nature. He is immutably righteous, and He existed before there was any such a thing as sin. The devil was a created being (though he wasn't evil initially [Isaiah 14:12-15]). All angels are created beings. It was created beings who rebelled against an eternal, uncreated God. He existed before there ever was any evil, and He was immutable then just as He is now. He will never lie, and He will preserve us; garunteed. This doesn't negate our responsibility to obey Him, but it does secure that all those who have true faith in Him will stand firm. After all, since we know this to be true, shouldn't it cause us to be grateful to Him and desirous to persevere?
According the Macarthur Study Bible, "the joy that was set before Him" was "the joy of accomplishing the Father's will and exaltation". Now of course all bible commentaries themselves are not inspired, but I do think that John Macarthur's interpretation is undoubtedly valid here. Jesus's motivation was not first and foremost man-centered. It can be easy to hear the words "redemption" and "salvation" etc. and the first things that come to mind are what God has done for man. Yes, God has done this great work to our benifit, but we are not the center of the universe. We are not His motivation for anything He does. The point and purpose of redemption, salvation, sancification, and man's existence entirely, with everything else you can name, is to fulfill the will of God and glorify Him. Of course it's not as though He is some heavenly utilitarian, who doesn't care for His people or His creation. He's not like "I don't care what happens to my people, so long as I am glorified". He does care for His people. After all, we are still alive, aren't we? He has purchased salvation for us all who believe, so when we die, we will be with Him. Of course He cares for His people! However, man's chief end is to glorify God, not vise/versa. Man exists to serve God, not God exists to serve man. This is among many things, perhaps the most fundamental element of Jesus's mindset that we should apply to ourselves; that everything in our lives is to be theocentric: God-centered.
Not only did Christ stay firm and faithful through it all by the power of the Holy Spirit, but He was able to "despise the shame". According to Dictionary.com this verb means "to regard with contempt, distaste, disgust, or disdain; scorn; loathe." To scorn something means to hold it in contempt, or to mock it. Going from that point of view, it's sort of an irony; Christ mocked the shame. He was put to public shame and mocked by men, but He made a mockery of the very mocking he recieved! It could be put like this: In the world's eyes His death was a such a disgrace that sinful man cruelly and unsympathetically laughed at Him. To the world it looked like a hopeless defeat. Yet, in reality He made the very shame and disgrace an object of ridicule in that, so far from being defeated by sinful man, the world, and Satan, His death was the victory over man's sin, the world, and Satan! Ridicule is described as "action intended to cause contemptuous laughter at a person or thing; derision". He made the ridicule He recieved, the object of ridicule in the end! Isn't it rather laughable to think that all His enemies thought they won, when in reality they just accidentally handed him the victory on a silver plate?
As God would providentially have it, a short time ago I was at a bible study with some friends, and I think the evening lesson would be perfect to interject here! We were in Phillipians 4:4-9. In verse 4 we are commanded to rejoice in the Lord always. After that command, the apostle Paul gives us instruction on how we can rejoice in all times. In verse 6 we are commanded to be anxious for nothing, but to pray at all times with thanksgiving. Axiety is the polar opposite and enemy of joy. First things first, in order to rejoice we must kill anxiety. Next, we have our prescription for battling anxiety; Prayer with thanksgiving. Prayer that is in accordance with the revealed will of God, brings peace of mind. A prayer of "I want You to do my will because You are able" is not the kind of prayer being prescribed. There's that qualifying word; thanksgiving. This prayer being prescribed is the kind of prayer that focuses on all God has done for us, and for you as an individual. As you focus more and the more on what He has done and what He has promised, the easier it can be for you to surrender your will to His. The more we understand how undeserving we are, the more grateful and content we ought to be.
Lastly, in verse 8 we get our final command. Meditate on good things. I recently read Pilgrim's Progress for school, and I was impressed with the scene where Christian and Faithful (or maybe it was Hopeful) meet Ignorance. Ignorance believed he was in God's favor, because his heart told him so. His heart told him "good things" about himself, but then as Christian and Faithful continue the conversation they pointed this out; thinking positive, is not thinking good. I can think I am a good person, living a good life, but that doesn't make those thoughts good. John Bunyan explained (and he didn't invent this, but only reiterated it) that meditating on good things means to meditate on things biblical; to adopt a mindset consistent with God's thoughts. In other words, if your thinking is positive, but does not align with Scripture, you are not thinking good thoughts. To think I am a good person, is a bad thought. That is because that thought is not biblical. Therefore, meditating on good things as God commands us to, doesn't mean "think positive", but "think biblically". So then, we could say that Paul was in essence saying "adjust your focus to be in line with the Bible."
It goes like this:
1. Rejoice. Kill anxiety.
2. In order to kill anxiety, pray with a thankful attitude.
3. Adjust your focus biblically. This is the result of a thankful prayer.
It goes both ways too, because as you adjust your focus to be in line with God's Word, then you can know how to properly pray, which in turn kills anxiety, and then comes rejoicing! You could say it works in a very circular manner. No matter which you start with (rejoicing, or refocusing) you should inevitably arrive at the other. Pretty cool, huh?
Oh yes, and in case you were wondering whatever became of the Christian in Russia who went through all the brainwashing; God restored him, and he continued sharing the gospel with others! Yet again, God was and always will be faithful.
Photography: Stephanie DeFoyd
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
Unknown
By: Stephanie Defoyd
August 28th, 2009
Matthew 9:37-38, Isaiah 52:7 - respectively
A wound unhealed,
Now reopened.
A spirit wilted,
Slowly fading.
A heart grievous,
Sinking low.
A countenance downcast,
A smile scarce.
Tears of hurt,
Unshed.
As a stone caught in the throat,
Is a sob held back.
Body weak,
Strength depleted.
Happiness and joy,
Unknown.
Love and peace,
Are just out of reach,
Like a wistful dream.
A soul desolate,
Empty.
She knows not Christ,
Giver of Life,
The One who can take away all of her fears,
And will wipe away all of the unshed tears.
She’s never been told of His wonderful love for her,
Never been told of how He died on the cross
So that she might have life.
Never experienced such endless love
As Jesus’;
To her, that’s something foreign,
Unknown.
Such a shame that
So many others feel this way,
That so many haven’t ever heard the name of Jesus!
“The harvest truly is plenteous, but the labourers are few;
Pray ye therefore the Lord of the harvest,
that He will send forth labourers into His harvest.”
“How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him
that bringeth good tidings, that publisheth peace;
that bringeth good tidings of good, that publisheth salvation;
that saith unto Zion,
Thy God reigneth!”
August 28th, 2009
Matthew 9:37-38, Isaiah 52:7 - respectively
A wound unhealed,
Now reopened.
A spirit wilted,
Slowly fading.
A heart grievous,
Sinking low.
A countenance downcast,
A smile scarce.
Tears of hurt,
Unshed.
As a stone caught in the throat,
Is a sob held back.
Body weak,
Strength depleted.
Happiness and joy,
Unknown.
Love and peace,
Are just out of reach,
Like a wistful dream.
A soul desolate,
Empty.
She knows not Christ,
Giver of Life,
The One who can take away all of her fears,
And will wipe away all of the unshed tears.
She’s never been told of His wonderful love for her,
Never been told of how He died on the cross
So that she might have life.
Never experienced such endless love
As Jesus’;
To her, that’s something foreign,
Unknown.
Such a shame that
So many others feel this way,
That so many haven’t ever heard the name of Jesus!
“The harvest truly is plenteous, but the labourers are few;
Pray ye therefore the Lord of the harvest,
that He will send forth labourers into His harvest.”
“How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him
that bringeth good tidings, that publisheth peace;
that bringeth good tidings of good, that publisheth salvation;
that saith unto Zion,
Thy God reigneth!”
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