By George Herbert Love bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back, Guilty of dust and sin. But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack From my first entrance in, Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning If I lacked anything. “A guest,” I answered, “worthy to be here”; Love said, “You shall be he.” “I the unkind, ungrateful? Ah my dear, I cannot look on Thee.” Love took my hand, and smiling did reply, “Who made the eyes but I?” “Truth Lord, but I have marred them: let my shame Go where it doth deserve.” “And know you not,” says Love,

A man approached the front of a business to go in and purchase an item when he realized it was no longer open.  On the front door, there was a sign that said. “Gone out of business. Didn’t know what our business was.”  This speaks to our life directly in that if we do not know what our business is here as a Christian and as a Church it will not be long that we too will go out of business.  Worse, stay in business selling something we were never meant to sell or called to sell.  C.S. Lewis brought

The Bible speaks of the Body of Christ, the community of believers in Jesus that work together to complete the will of God on Earth. Every Christian’s role is different to another to complete and aid the completion of knowing God and making Him known. Therefore, the lifestyle for every missionary will differ slightly. For one, God might direct them to sell what they own to move to a third world country to make Him known there. For another, God might call them to support that missionary with the job they have already in order to further advance the Gospel.

Peace flows from sanctification, but they being unregenerate, have nothing to do with peace. ‘There is no peace, saith my God to the wicked.’ Isa 57: 2I. They may have a truce, but no peace. God may forbear the wicked a while, and stop the roaring of his cannon; but though there be a truce, yet there is no peace. The wicked may have something which looks like peace, but it is not. They may be fearless and stupid; but there is a great difference between a stupified conscience, and a pacified conscience. ‘When a strong man armed keepeth his

My God, I love Thee; not because I hope for heaven thereby, Nor yet because who love Thee not Are lost eternally. Thou, O my Jesus, Thou didst me Upon the cross embrace; For me didst bear the nails, and spear, And manifold disgrace, And griefs and torments numberless, And sweat of agony; Yea, death itself; and all for me Who was thine enemy. Then why, O blessed Jesus Christ, Should I not love Thee well? Not for the sake of winning heaven, Nor of escaping hell; Not from the hope of gaining aught, Not seeking a reward; But as