What an amazing time in Scotland visiting some wonderful missionaries. The people here are delightful in spite of a highly-chilled spiritual environment. The Gospel is not prevalent here, but it is by no means extinct. I'll be home soon and looking forward to seeing those I love the most. I'll be leaving 6 inches of snow, many new friends, and a refreshed burden for those who do not yet know Christ. see you soon!
"Come, my heart, rejoice in the immunity which thy Redeemer has secured thee, and bless His name all the day, and every day." - Charles Spurgeon
I'm in Scotland today and finally have my bearings.The trip over was very long but quite uneventful.there was the one issue with the lady at Heathrow doing her own impersonation of the Gestapo as she quizzed me on why I had entered her country, what I did for a living, when would I depart from the UK, why didn't I bring my family with me, since my children were in school why I planned a trip to Europe...such is the new security measure at airports.The missionaries we are visiting are a delight as they have shuttled us about Glasgow, entertained my ignorant inquiries and fed us each day. My traveling companions, Nathan and Scott have enriched me as they always do and the people of Glasgow have been more than friendly to the three fellows wandering their streets.It's been a profitable time thus far.
Our cab driver yesterday opened the first door for me to present the Gospel.He learned from our small talk that we were three ministers from America which led to him sharing that his only two experiences with religion were from his Catholic wife and his interaction with Muslims in Egypt.He conferred to us that he had no use for religion, upon which I surprised him slightly when I agreed.In about 60 seconds I was privileged to establish the difference between religion and Jesus Christ;I crammed in my abbreviated testimony of my conversion and closed with one more moment of emphasis concerning Christ's distinction from man's religion.I looked at his eyes looking back at me in his rearview mirror as he scanned the three faces of his passengers.He bluntly said to Nathan, Scott and me in his thick Glaswegian accent, "You three have made more sense to me than anything I ever heard from my wife or the Muslims."He then encouraged us to go have a beer in one of the local pubs and get to know the locals.We did not heed his advice.I prayed this morning that he would heed ours.
I'm not called to Scotland as a missionary.however I am reminded, yet again, that I am called to Christ and therefore sent from Christ to those others whom He will call.Every time I go out from my tiny world in Gwinnett County Georgia, I'm reminded again of His great purpose for the ages.He is manifesting His great glory one redemption at a time.We see through a glass darkly, as the Apostle wrote.This world has had its mind blinded, its eyes veiled, its heart hardened.We embark upon our world with a light to chase the blindness, a precisely engaged hand to remove the veil and a chisel to take away the stone around human hearts.The light, the hand and the chisel are one in the same: the Gospel of our Lord Jesus Christ.
I just wanted to drop a quick note to let you know that I may be incognito for a while. I've some missions work to participate in and may not have the easy access to my computer that I do when keeping normal office hours. I'm hoping to soon enter into a study of the Book of Ephesians with the Meadow Church family and would like to encourage those of you who listen to the sermons (or watch onredeemedtube.com) to begin preparing for the series by studying this goldmine in Scripture. My prayer is that the members of Meadow and any others who are engaged in the fruits of this ministry will be supremely blessed as we immerse in a few months of study of this little epistle by Paul. It should be a great way to begin the season of Spring.
Check back in over the next few days - if I can make a way, I'll write some more, Lord willing.
A refrigerator opened last night on Capitol Hill and a foul smell came forth. Something spoiled overnight up there and, the best I can tell, it's the future of the United States Of America. As optimistic as I desire to be, I refuse to be willfully blind and ignorant. Our representatives in Washington DC elevated policy above the people and generations to come will curse us for being so fiscally foolish. Digging for political gold they have, in reality, only digged a pit. Nobody thought enough to bring in a ladder as they dug.
My hope has never been in the American political powers. My utmost and absolute confidence is in a sovereign God who works all things together for good on behalf of His elect. Now I'll say no more about this disastrous decision. Why waste the time of sane people?
“If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.If we say that we have not sinned, we make Him a liar, and His word is not in us.” - 1 John 1:9-10
We will partake of the Lord’s Supper this evening at our 6 PM service.Great effort should go into preparing for this service in order to avoid the potential that it becomes nothing more than an exercise in tradition.No other mode of worship is given to the church which carries such a profound emphasis.This ordinance gathers all Christians in a local assembly into one.Male and female, pastor and parishioner, strong and feeble, neophyte and long-standing-saint are all brought before the Savior to do one thing: REMEMBER.It is only the Lord’s Supper that carries with it a clear warning if approached lightly.Paul declared that sickness and death might occur if we dare to hazard the observance with impure hearts and hands.It is only in the Lord’s Supper that the church is said to be proclaiming the Gospel together in one moment of time as the cup and the bread are partaken.The Lord’s Supper reminds me of the awfulness of my personal sin while, in the same moment, relieving me by putting before my senses the reality of Christ’s sacrifice on my behalf.
I hear the Word of God as it is read by the men.I hear the songs of the Cross as they are sung by the people.
I see the faces of the saints as they approach in humble reverence.Flippancy is abolished as each Christian solemnly awaits the moment of consuming the elements.I watch their tears.My eyes behold their lowered heads.I see their stillness before God as at no other time in our corporate gatherings.
I feel the grain of the bread in my hands as I break the prices before the men serve it to the people.It is rough and unimpressive, lightly dusted with flour.I feel it in my hands I lift it to my own mouth when that time comes.This is His body which was bruised for me.
I taste the sour juice of the cup as it enters my mouth.I let it linger there for a second or two, not wishing the moment to pass too quickly before my heart registers the reminding truth that He bled because of me.Not simply for me…but because of me.My sin required the death of my King.
I hear, I see, I feel, I taste.Communion is a comprehensive expression of worship involving most of my senses.It fuses past, present and future into a single space of time.Jesus Christ died in time past.Jesus Christ secures me in each present moment.Jesus Christ will, in the future, present Himself before us all to never again be worshiped by faith but forever and ever by sight.He is the Alpha and Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.
We fall on our faces in brokenness before His Almighty Holiness.He lifts us up in due time.He is alive and we are forgiven.Praise be unto His eternally holy Name.
“A good name is rather to be chosen than great riches, and loving favor rather than silver and gold.” – Proverbs 22:1
I present an important question to you this morning:are you living for success or significance?What motivates you (assuming that you are motivated) in who you are becoming and what you are doing?Solomon declares by the power of the Holy Spirit that inner character which leads to a solid public testimony is more valuable than a burgeoning financial portfolio.Why then do so few of us live in this manner?
An honest evaluation of people that you are familiar with would likely allow you to conclude that consumerism is more important to them than character.Long, hard, diligent effort is expended in achieving success in this world.Sixty hour work weeks often yield great results in an individual’s career.Prior to that there was four to eight years of educational preparation in order to secure the best platform from which to dive into the pool of success.Bigger houses are waiting to be purchased.The new 2011 models of SUV’s will be available en masse in a short time – who will be the first to drive one off the lot? Have you checked the bigness of your bling this week - your homeboy's earrings are out-studding your own! You’re not wearing last year’s line of boots are you, ladies?Our children are spending quadruple the amount of time in sports than they are in the Scriptures (that’s a verrrrrry generous estimate).Cosmetic surgery is still a lucrative business for surgeons – even in a dwindling economy.Narcissism and the lust for beauty will pump vigorously through the veins of the vain until the last page of the age.The American dream is becoming the American mirage – always before you on the horizon and never exactly what it appears to be from a distance.Success is a mist that you will never be able to hold on to as you try to stuff it in your pockets.
Significance, however, is available to any and all who will pursue it.If something is significant it will remain so forever.The thought that we least succeed in latching onto is this:the final score is not properly ascertained until you cross your finish line.Only in eternity future will the appropriate scales be brought forth to weigh the value of our lives.I have literally trembled at times because of this thought.What are we doing to rock the scales with the weight of the significance of our lives?If what we have equates the level of our success…then what we do with what we have reveals the level of our significance.I might have $100,000.00 in my wallet.Because of this I might very well be deemed a success by the standards of this world.God’s standard dictates that we wait and see what is done with that hundred grand before gauging my significance.Hollywood stars are known by millions and therefore people attribute success to them; I would rather we evaluate what is known about them before we label them as significant.The investment of one’s life is really the determining factor of whether we are merely successful or significant.Quite simply put, we should seek to know if we are making a difference that echoes forward into glory.We must impact each other for Christ. We must invest today for Christ.We should seek to be a conduit of God’s treasure into His kingdom rather than being a doubly-locked vault of our own treasure as we erect the façade of our own kingdom.If Solomon is exalting the value of your name as more highly prized than the value of your wealth then does it not stand to reason that we should do the same?
I’m not giving you very many specifics today.I want you to think.I want us to really get still and quiet and ponder these issues to determine if/where/how we are marked by significance.The most significant people that I know are never going to make earth’s headlines.They are anonymous souls who have linked their worth to the person and purposes of Jesus Christ.They have experienced that epiphanic moment when the soul says, “Aha! Now I get it – now I know what is the most important essence of life!”They have bowed in lowliness and there they have savored the aroma of loftiness.They have felt the coarse grain of the cross upon their soul and have been enraptured with its awesome glories above the reality of its harsh heaviness.These same saints of God have spit out the foul bile of a corrupt and deceptive world system to drink in the sweet waters of the Christ-life.Their discernment has been sharpened with an HD quality (holy definition, not high definition) – they cannot be tricked again to leap into the numbing waters of success.No sir!They have found the currents of significance to be sufficient to take them into the harbor of God’s good rest. Having committed to significance, why would we ever settle for success?
Dear friend, if you have surrendered gladly to Christ, then mark this:you have not missed it concerning life’s deeper meaning.You are absolutely correct in your calculations.Your significance is in Him today and to be revealed tomorrow in its fullness.Make sure you are there when it happens!
“For ye are dead, and your life is hid with Christ in God. When Christ, who is our life, shall appear, then shall ye also appear with him in glory.” – Colossians 3:3-4
Gathered together on a well-worn couch last night, Amy and the kids scrunched up tight to me as we opened Landon’s little Bible and looked at the story of the reunion of Jacob and Esau.The two brothers had been apart for decades after the deceitful theft of the blessing by Jacob.I taught the children that sin causes division between people and breeds fear in our hearts when we do not deal with it appropriately.Landon’s big eyes looked at me and he became still as I once again spoke on the severity of sin and its resulting damage.Alicia waited for the application as she was already familiar with the Genesis account of this struggle in Jacob’s heart – what would Esau do when they were reunited?
Most of you know how that, when the two estranged brothers met again, there was great joy and reconciliation.This was an opportune time for me to teach my family about the high call of believers to wholeheartedly forgive those who have wronged us.Alicia spoke clearly of what it means to hold a grudge and even taught her little brother what the word bitterness means.We agreed together as a family that we would seek to keep our hearts clear of the sewage of unforgiveness.It was now the time where each of us would pray.I asked Alicia if there was anyone she was holding a grudge against that she needed to forgive.She mentioned a name and decided it would be best to turn lose of her hurt and anger toward this person.Then came Landon’s turn…
“Son, is there anybody you should forgive today?” I probed.
“EVERYONE!” the little theologian-in-the-making proclaimed.
He had gotten the big picture.We are not merely to forgive each individual but also to carry about in our hearts the predisposition of forgiveness toward EVERYONE.May our hearts be freed this Lord’s Day to refuse a single millimeter of our hearts to the power of bitterness, resentment or unforgiveness.Let us give freely what we have received from God at such a high cost to Him.Let us turn the key in the lock upon the shackles of things done wrong to us.The dungeon has flamed with light – let us arise and go free.May we be instructed by my guileless four year old who has declared in innocence that he must forgive EVERYONE.
Booker T. Washington once said, “I will not let any man narrow my soul by making me hate him.”I say ‘Amen!’ to that notion.Life is to precious and fragile to risk carrying the extra weight of unforgiveness upon your back; the cross is supposed to lie there anyway.Offload all the wrongs done to you and walk in the lightness of that freedom.Trust God to balance the scales if you have a nagging desire that justice be enacted on your behalf.Just remember that you will be measured by the same standard which you use to measure others.Cushion your measuring stick with mercy and grace.As God has forgiven you for Christ’s sake, forgive others also.Experience the warming smile of approval from the God who forgives.
Perhaps we are rarely more like Him than when we freely forgive those who clearly need it from us.
“The Lord is far from the wicked, but He hears the prayer of the righteous.” – Proverbs 15:29
Let me trust that you have been made righteous by the blood of Jesus Christ.Let me believe that the positional righteousness that you have received by your faith in Him has translated into a life of practical righteousness.I must assume that you are grieved over every occasion of sin which you commit.Your heart hungers for closer fellowship with God the Son, your hands are diligent in His field and your longings are for the eternal above the temporal.You are not yet perfect, but are most definitely being perfected by omnipotent grace.
If the above is true of you (or some similar expression of those qualities) may I rejoice in that we share the privilege of being called righteous.May we doubly rejoice that this very day that the Lord has heard your prayer.
We speak often of God hearing and answering our prayers.In some very real sense we acknowledge that God recognizes our action of offering prayers unto Him.He understands not only the words but also the spirit behind those expressions of dependence upon Him.If we could picture a vault in Heaven where your prayers are kept, there would they all be – tagged with a date, a description of your motive, and pinned to a bottle which contained the tears which might have accompanied the prayer (Psalm 56:8).God has never forgotten your prayers.An amazing future facet of Heaven may very well be the recognition of how God continued to work in regard to prayers that we, ourselves, long since forgot had ever escaped our lips.Yet something else captures my attention today.It is subtle, perhaps even risking the splitting of hairs, but it spoke to me today.
Proverbs 15:29 tells me that He has heard my prayer.It is not merely that God has heard my prayers as a cluster of expressions concerning my need – He has acknowledged each prayer-grape within the cluster.I cannot even recount the individual petitions and intercessions I shared with Him this morning; it would be impossible for me to number each one.Yet the infinitely attentive ear of God heard them separately and partitioned them one from another to be answered according to His perfect discernment.I pour them out like a torrent…He divides them apart as each is equally important as the other.God is certainly aware that we offer prayers but He is gracious enough to answer each one as if it were the lone request we made.
Did you speak to Him in prayer concerning repentance and sin?He has heard you.
Did you request of Him an opportunity to speak of Him to another today?He has heard you.
That silly need that you awkwardly offered up unto Him, wondering if it was “spiritual” enough to be justified as a worthy request…yes, He heard that prayer.
Were you tempted to believe no answer would come concerning that one issue that you’ve asked Him of a thousand times prior?He did not miss a solitary syllable of your request.
You see, dear friend, His supposed silence must never be interpreted as His ignorance…or His indifference.I suppose it should be enough for the righteous to truly understand that his God has – without question – heard the prayer today.May it be enough for us all to rest in the character of the One who has heard it.Is He cruel as to mock our cry?Is He too hassled to where He has no time to legitimize our request?Did our prayer of thanksgiving and praise leave Him unmoved?Why would we pray if we did not believe that He does, indeed, hear us?
What am I writing to you today?Nothing special, I guess.Only the truth that Omnipotent, Awesome, Boundlessly-loving God of eternity heard the feeble words escaping your faltering lips today and has responded in an assuredly perfect manner to the very thing you offered up to Him.That’s all I’m saying.
The real question is not whether our prayers move God but, rather, does the fact that He has heard your prayer move you?
It is a very rare Monday when I don’t find myself in the office.Yesterday was Amy’s birthday and I happened not to have any appointments during the day, so I saw it as an opportunity to enjoy some time with my bride.We’ve reached that stage in marriage where we don’t need some exciting, centralized activity to make our togetherness valuable.She is valuable to me and I had a great day holding her hand in the mall, eating a breakfast bagel with her along with coffee and orange juice and then herding two very rambunctious children to a local eatery for a birthday supper.It was a great Monday.
Risking some transparency with you, however, I want to write that I felt sin crouching at the door all day yesterday (Genesis 4:7).I told Amy how weary I was of the large storefront ads in the mall of women wearing next to nothing. Forty years ago there would have been a boycott of stores showing those kinds of ads. She and I have talked about how it will be when it comes time to train our boy in how to fight the natural impulses to want to view the forbidden.Sin has pounced for generations and Landon's future will not be exempt. At the restaurant that evening I saw a well dressed businessman sitting at the bar enjoying a beer;when I felt the long-dormant impulse to consider whether or not I would ever enjoy a beer again, I was troubled because – as most of you know – alcohol ruined me from age fourteen unto twenty-four. Later, we went to a local electronics store to see about picking up a laptop for one of Meadow’s staff members.All around me were shiny, expensive things screaming out that they would make me happier if I bought them.Sin had gone from crouching at the door to pounding its fist and wanting to come inside.
Looking back this morning, I realized that part of the equation was that I was physically exhausted.I arose Sunday at 3:30 AM and worked non-stop until 10:00 PM at the church in order to have a clear shot at not being backlogged with work when I came back in to the office today.My body and mind were tired and I did not have the continuity of a rested spirit, body and intellect.Sin (as a very real force) is more powerful in its sway when we are not rested inwardly or physically.God’s grace, no doubt, is sufficient but I still tremble at the fact that my mind can acknowledge something as being wrong while some misaligned part of me desires to have it.The reality of Romans 7:15-24 still occasionally exists and I would wish to declare that it exists anywhere but in me.
I got back to the office early this morning and found myself longing for my prayer chair.I have an oversized green chair – rather comfortable – that I pray in each morning when I’m here.I knew I needed to be in it this morning before doing anything else.I didn’t read my Bible, peruse a devotional or anything else.I got to my chair and sat still before God.Examining my heart is always first on my list during prayer.Confession and repentance must be employed before petition and intercession can be effective.I struggled in my mind to formulate the right words...distractions sought to enter in...feelings of unworthiness washed over me.Clearly my enemy was sitting in the other chair next to me and he was whispering words of accusation my way.For two-thirds of my prayer time I really toiled.Finally, God’s grace penetrated deeply into my heart/mind and I sensed a breakthrough being given to me.Thanksgiving began to pour forth, the accusations fell silent, the affirmation from Heaven took root and I sensed God’s desire to shepherd me today.It was not that I wondered if He were present, it was that I could not be content resting in my theology of His omnipresence…I wanted that blessed nearness.
I closed my prayers with a grateful ‘Amen’ and before I could get to my feet, I heard a soft female voice declare from across the room, “Virus database has been updated.”No, I was not losing my mind – my antivirus software had completed its weekly download at the precise moment when I was finishing my prayers.Twenty seconds earlier it would have been another distraction.Being right on time, however, I took some encouragement from what she said.I even preached to myself for a minute:
“Jeff, spiritual sickness was seeking to take you over yesterday.You were even vulnerable this morning.God was working to prepare you against all previous threats and to equip you for the vile viruses that will threaten you today.The database is secure – you have what you need!Go on and walk with him in victory and confidence.No weapon formed against you will prosper.Serve Him with gladness!”
It may sound a little odd – but some days you’ll take encouragement wherever you can get it!
"For the righteous will never be moved; he will be remembered forever.He is not afraid of bad news; his heart is firm, trusting in the Lord.His heart is steady; he will not be afraid, until he looks in triumph on his adversaries." - Psalm 112:6-8 {ESV}
People learn to be afraid.We are not born with a plethora of fears - we learn them as we grow.Scientists tell us that humans are born with only two innate fears: fear of loud noises and fear of falling.Any and all other fears come to us by way of some form of conditioning.It is noteworthy that as a child grows in her awareness she also grows in her ability to experience fear.It was not until my daughter, Alicia, was about eight years old that she began wanting to sleep with some form of light streaming into her room.When I questioned her reason she informed me that a commercial had frightened her and that the hallway light made her feel safe.While the majority of those who are grown don't fear the dark when they lay down to sleep, we are still prone to carry around with us other things that cause us to feel anxious.You have yours, I have mine.
Some people fear dying.Still others fear living another day.Some people are afraid of becoming poor; their whole lives are spent in a frenzy trying to accumulate just enough to put them at inward ease.I have spent time with people who are afraid of losing the vigor and beauty of their youth.I have found myself fearing for my children's future in a world that may one day look nothing like it does to me now.Who will take care of them if I cannot?The thought of failure immobilizes many so that they never attempt anything great.Some with secret sins fear being discovered.There is the fear of commitment among many men who remain single until they are fifty.I used to fear losing my hair - now I fear losing my mind!
There are intimidating things all around us and when we focus upon them we become their servant.That is why we are exhorted many times in the Bible to place our confidence in God himself.When we master this ability, though we still experience the feelings of fear, they cannot own the title to our hearts.
Faith moves mountains, fear magnifies them.
I used to think I lived with a level of faith that rarely allowed for the experience of fear.Looking back I often wonder whether it was true faith or simply the fact that God was allowing me to walk uncontested so that I would learn what it is to experience His presence in those early days.For the last few years there has rarely been a week when there was not some looming issue in my life which taunted me.People, circumstances, spiritual adversaries, physical weakness...they have all been sent to instruct me at various times.On good days I know just how to relegate them to their appropriate places.On lesser days, when I forget the greatness of my God, these difficulties appear larger than life itself.Christians must learn the diligence of cultivating confidence in the promises and presence of God.Believe me, if your faith is genuine then it will most definitely be tested.In order for the muscle of faith to grow, it must be flexed.In order for it to flex, it must be resisted.Every occasion to tremble is actually an opportunity for triumph, and the followers of Christ have the unique empowerment to overcome with a fixated faith in the Person of Christ.
Trust hurdles over obstacles, trepidation constructs them.
My challenges are great during this season of my life.Truth be known, I crave a break from it all.Yet God has called us to be soldiers and we grunts don't give the Captain orders.He knows the terrain;He establishes the objectives.He situates each soldier (including you) and equips them accordingly.His strategy will not be subverted, His destination cannot be undershot.His presence is the light in the doorway when we lay down to sleep, so we need not fear what lurks in the shadows.His care for you is impossible to describe - let us be still, know that He is God, and wait for His greatness.
I stated above that we learn to fear by some form of conditioning.We also learn faith by that same process.Let us be vigilant to discern what is conditioning us this very day for the experience of salvation's joy is hinged to it.
Walking into his room I could tell immediately that the little fellow had been looking for something that was not easily found.His closet door had been flung open and its once-organized contents were now strewn out upon the floor in front of the now vacant closet.Ladnon’s room looked as if Genghis Khan had led his final Mongol invasion there while we were eating supper.Frustrated, I called the oblivious lad up from his boy-cave in the basement and had him stand front and center.
“Landon, what happened?” I asked gently.
“I can’t find Charlie.”Charlie is Ladnon’s strange looking, orange Dr. Seuss stuffed animal that he has really grown fond of.
Completely unmoved by the boy’s plight I snorted, “Clean up this closet, son.You can’t leave your room looking like this.”
His little blue eyes did a quick scan of the floor, calculated that the task was a wee-bit overwhelming and said in a slightly helpless tone, “Can you help me?”
I didn’t hesitate, “You made this mess.You clean it up.”Now my motive at the moment was to utilize this event to try to instill some semblance of responsibility in him.Cause and effect, choices and consequences…you know the bit.
“Daddy, can you help me?”
“No, son.You clean up your mess.”
An hour or so later when tucking him into bed I made a mental note that the floor was clean and the closet door was shut.I’m a man of faith but I confess that I lacked the courage to open that closet door to view what lay on the other side.The fact that the mess was – at the least – hidden from sight was good enough for me.We prayed together as father and son and then I kissed my boy good night.
Early in the morning the next day as I began my time alone with God, the Holy Spirit began into instruct me on the lesson I had taught my young son.I believe our children formulate much of their concept of God based on what they see in their father.As I sat in the quietness of my office, I sensed God impressing a statement upon my mind:
“I clean up the messes you make, Jeff.”
It was a simple thought given to me without any sense of accusation from the Almighty.It was a clear statement of truth and I had missed an opportunity the night before to impact Landon with the truth that, when we sin or fail in our own plans and actions, God will be there for us.I had taught my son the awful doctrine that leaves us believing that God will not help us when we make our own mess.Instead of reinforcing in his young and seeking heart that God is amazingly gracious I taught him by my unwillingness to help that, when you blow it in life, you are all on your own.
I cried for a little bit.I asked God to clean up this latest mess of failing my boy.He forgave me, reassured me, and is giving me ample opportunities to reinforce to my children that His grace will always abound above their failures.
If you find yourself in the midst of a self-created mess today, take heart.God will not affirm your sin or failure…but He will help you get it right.The blood of Jesus Christ has atoned for that sin.If you are a believer then the issue is already remedied.There is no sense in doubly condemning yourself for Christ has justified you before the Father.Now…go and sin no more.The wage of sin is death, not a pouty countenance and slumping shoulders.Don’t pay penance for your crime.Mourn over your actions and then welcome the relief that grace most certainly affords.Please, please, please don’t spend the day under a cloud of gloom for yesterday’s failure.Walk in the light today.Walk in wisdom today.Make no provision for your flesh and become wise and vigilant as your adversary seeks to devour you.Leave no scent of flesh to awaken his hunger further.Jesus Christ lived, died and rose to set you completely free; part of that freedom for you to experience is from accusation and guilt.He hath cleansed thine mess!Thank Him, honor Him, and obey Him today.
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