by Inspiration | Jun 15, 2024 | Archives, Featured
The seven ups of life is not the carbonized lemon-lime soft drink, but a perspective on life. As we approach the end of the year, remember being up isn’t difficult,… The seven ups of life is not the carbonized lemon-lime soft drink, but a perspective on life. As we approach the end of the year, remember being up isn’t difficult, but it does require a conscious effort on our part. So here are the 7 Ups: Wake-Up! Decide to have a good day and wake up to the realization that we have been given the gift of another day. Dress-Up! The best way to dress up is to put on a smile. A smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks. Shut-Up! Say nice things and learn to listen. God gave us two ears and one mouth, so He must have meant for us to do twice as much listening as talking. Stand-up for what you believe in. Stand up for something or you will fall for anything. Look-Up to the Lord, for your every need, or every problem. Reach-Up for something higher. When everything else fails, we know we can depend on Him! Lift-Up! Our prayers to him, not just all of our burdens and cares, but also our gratitude for what He has done and will do
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by Inspiration | Jun 14, 2024 | Inspiration, Archives
Pedal I used to think of God as my observer, my judge, keeping track of the things I did wrong, so as to know whether I merited heaven or hell… Pedal I used to think of God as my observer, my judge, keeping track of the things I did wrong, so as to know whether I merited heaven or hell when I die. He was out there, sort of like a president. I recognized His picture when I saw it, but I didn’t really know Him. But later on when I met Christ, it seemed as though life were rather like a bike, but it was a tandem bike, and I noticed that Christ was in the back helping me pedal. I don’t know just when it was He suggested we change places, but life has not been the same since I took the back seat to Jesus, My Lord. Christ makes life exciting. When I had control, I thought I knew the way, but it was rather boring, but predictable. It was the shortest distance between two points. But when He took the lead, He knew delightful long cuts, up mountains, and through rocky places and at breakneck speeds; it was all I could do to hang on! Even though it often looked like madness, He said “Pedal!” I
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by Inspiration | Jun 13, 2024 | Featured, Inspiration, Spiritual Growth
Here is the concluding part of the true-life story about Tommy the atheist theology student who was found by God Then a sad report, I heard that Tommy had terminal… Here is the concluding part of the true-life story about Tommy the atheist theology student who was found by God Then a sad report, I heard that Tommy had terminal cancer. Before I could search him out, he came to see me. When he walked into my office, his body was very badly wasted, and the long hair had all fallen out as a result of chemotherapy. But his eyes were bright and his voice was firm, for the first time, I believe. “Tommy, I’ve thought about you so often. I hear you are sick!” I blurted out. “Oh, yes, very sick. I have cancer in both lungs. It’s a matter of weeks.” “Can you talk about it, Tom?” “Sure, what would you like to know?” “What’s it like to be only twenty-four and dying?” “Well, it could be worse.” “Like what?” “Well, like being fifty and having no values or ideals, like being fifty and thinking that booze, seducing women, and making money are the real ‘biggies’ in life.” I began to look through my mental file cabinet under “S” where I had filed Tommy as strange. (It seems
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by Inspiration | Jun 12, 2024 | Inspiration, Featured
The Atheist Theology Student Who Was Found by God John Powell, a professor at Loyola University in Chicago, writes about a student in his Theology of Faith class named Tommy:… The Atheist Theology Student Who Was Found by God John Powell, a professor at Loyola University in Chicago, writes about a student in his Theology of Faith class named Tommy: Some twelve years ago, I stood watching my university students file into the classroom for our first session in the Theology of Faith. That was the first day I first saw Tommy. My eyes and my mind both blinked. He was combing his long flaxen hair, which hung six inches below his shoulders. It was the first time I had ever seen a boy with hair that long. I guess it was just coming into fashion then. I know in my mind that it isn’t what’s on your head, but what’s in it that counts; but on that day I was unprepared and my emotions flipped. I immediately filed Tommy under “S” for strange … very strange. Tommy turned out to be the “atheist in residence” in my Theology of Faith course. He constantly objected to, smirked at, or whined about the possibility of an unconditionally loving Father-God. We lived with each other in relative peace for one semester, although
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by Inspiration | Jun 11, 2024 | Archives, Featured, Spiritual Growth
David Morse, American missionary to India, became great friends there with the pearl diver, Rambhau. Many an evening he spent in Rambhau’s cabin reading to him from the Bible and… David Morse, American missionary to India, became great friends there with the pearl diver, Rambhau. Many an evening he spent in Rambhau’s cabin reading to him from the Bible and explaining to him God’s way of salvation. Rambhau enjoyed listening to the Word of God, but whenever the missionary tried to get Rambhau to accept Christ as his Savior, he would shake his head and reply, “Your Christian way to heaven is too easy for me! I cannot accept it. If ever I should find admittance to heaven in that manner. I would feel like a pauper there… like a beggar who has been let in out of pity. I may be proud, but I want to deserve, I want to earn my place in heaven… and so I am going to work for it.” Nothing the missionary could say seemed to have any effect on Rambhau’s decision, and so quite a few years slipped by. One evening, however, the missionary heard a knock on his door, and on opening it he found Rambhau there. “Come in, dear friend,” said Morse. “No,” said the pearl diver. “I want you to
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