<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967812062237153311</id><updated>2009-11-22T00:20:18.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bold Witness</title><subtitle type='html'>Boldly proclaiming the Word of God and the Good News of Jesus Christ to the world.  Presenting a view of Christianity that is loving and friendly rather than judgmental and condemning.  Jesus said, "For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him."  John 3:17  Praise God!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>MarkJames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699955188104362881</uri><email>markofgod@hotmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967812062237153311.post-6181199605150058349</id><published>2009-11-22T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T00:20:18.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I am not certain why, but I sense I am entering into a new phase in my life.  The way I spend my free time, the things that interest me, and the things that I am loosing interest in are all changing.  The changes are slow and suptle, but I do sense a change, none the less.  I suppose it is a matter of growth and maturity, especially in my fainth and understanding of scripture and Christian theology.  I have been reading two seminary level text books recently.  As a result of that reading and thinking, my understanding of the Word of God is deeping and growing stronger.  That, in turn, is have an effect on the rest of my life.  I am not sure where all this is heading at this point, but I feel quite certain that the new year will bring some changes.  And some of those might be signifigant.  We shall just wait to see what God has in store for me.   Whatever it is, praise God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1967812062237153311-6181199605150058349?l=boldwitness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/feeds/6181199605150058349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1967812062237153311&amp;postID=6181199605150058349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/6181199605150058349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/6181199605150058349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-beginning.html' title='A New Beginning'/><author><name>MarkJames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699955188104362881</uri><email>markofgod@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09156901129556530368'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967812062237153311.post-8710116559988042891</id><published>2008-07-18T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T13:04:39.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Universal Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Scripture reference: Judges 5:28-30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalia sat on a cushion of lamb fleece covered in purple silk at the window of her bed chamber starring anxiously through the lattice.  It had been one cycle of the moon since her son, Sisera, had gone off to fight the rebellious Israelis.  He should have made quick work of those weak and silly people, and have returned home by now.  What could it be that has slowed his chariot?  Why has the sound of its wheels not filled the air beneath her window?  What has so delayed her precious son?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, my lady," spoke Muriel, one of her attendants, "do not be worried.  No doubt they are busy dividing the spoils.  I hear the Israelis have many fine items of gold.  It must be that which is delaying your son's return."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And also," spoke another of the women, "there are the fine young Israeli girls to be divided among your son's army.  If they are arguing over which is the best and who has first rights, that will surely cause a delay."  A nervous giggle erupted from the small group of concerned women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have heard that the Israelis have fine embroidered cloth," said another of Natalia's concerned women in waiting.  "Your son deserves to have such fine cloth about his great neck.  And his soldiers will also want their share of the spoil."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The women who faithfully ministered to the needs of Natalia tried not to show the sadness they felt for their beloved mistress.   They knew in their hearts, as they were certain Natalia herself knew, that Sisera was late returning from the battle because he would never return.  It was the overflowing of their compassion for the grand lady that motivated them to come up with plausible reasons for Sisera's delay.  But they knew that such a great general would have made short work of his enemy if all had gone well for him.  And such a long delay in his return was a clear sign that things had not gone well for Sisera and his army.  They had met defeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalia's hope faded with the setting sun, and her heart was overcome with the sorrow of knowing that her beloved son would never come home.  As she continued to sit at her window, her eyes filled with tears, and she released her pain in one hundred mournful sobs.  It was a flood of emotions every mother of a son can understand, and no man can fully comprehend.  The same pain that would be felt centuries later by another mother starring not out a window, but up at a cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, another woman sang her song of victory.  The Israeli judge Sarah told the story of how her army defeated Sisera and drove him to the tent where another woman drove a spike through his temple.  But, being a wise judge and filled with God's wisdom, she expressed compassion for the pain and sorrow of Sisera's mother.  For she knew that the same God which caused the sun to shine on her also gave light to that sad woman far away.  And that it was His grace and power which gave the victory.  So she gave God the glory by demonstrated her knowledge that, but for the grace of God, it could have been her who sat weeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: It is customary at the beginning of the Jewish New Year, Rosh Hashana, to blow the Shofar one hundred times.  One time for each of the sobs of the mother of Sisera.  In this way the Jews remember that victory is also a gift of the grace of God; the God who causes His light to shine on all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the grace of God the Father, the love of Christ Jesus the Son, and the peace of the Holy Spirit be with you.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1967812062237153311-8710116559988042891?l=boldwitness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/feeds/8710116559988042891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1967812062237153311&amp;postID=8710116559988042891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/8710116559988042891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/8710116559988042891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/2008/07/universal-pain.html' title='A Universal Pain'/><author><name>MarkJames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699955188104362881</uri><email>markofgod@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09156901129556530368'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967812062237153311.post-5834239591632283511</id><published>2008-07-02T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T20:29:43.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faithless Church-Goers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Scripture reference: Acts 3:1-10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pews across America are filled every Sunday with people who autonomically go to church.  They do it like breathing or going to the bathroom.  They do it without thought.  They do it in the same way at the same time with the same mind set.  It is a routine function of their life, just like eating and sleeping.  These are the sort of people depicted in our reference scripture.  These friends of the lame man who bring him to the same Temple gate at the same hour of every Sabbath.  They do it autonomically without any conviction or faith.  It is just something they have gotten used to doing.  Just like so many church-goers of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who were these men who brought this lame man to the Temple and just left him outside the gate every week?  Why did they do this?  Why did they not take the man into the Temple?  What, if anything, were they expecting to result from this activity?  These are the same questions we could ask of people who just go to church on a regular basis, not out of faith or hope (confident expectancy), but just because it has become a regular routine of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's begin with why the lame man was left outside the gate to the Temple, rather than being taken inside.  That has to do with strict Pharisee enforced Jewish law.  You see, a lame man was an unclean person; and the unclean were not allowed into the Temple.  He was considered unclean because it was believed that either he or his parents must have offended God is some great way through some terrible sin for God to have punished him with his lameness.  This common belief promulgated by the Pharisees is made event in John 9:2 when Jesus' disciples ask of a blind man, "Master, who did sin, this man, or his parents?"  It was believed that any ailment was the result of sin.  And a sinful person was considered unclean, and to be avoided, lest you become contaminated with their uncleanness.  And nothing unclean could be allowed to defile the sanctity of the Temple.  For that reason, the lame man had to be left outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This belief is not uncommon among today's churches and church-goers.  Many good, regular church people do not want the unclean among them in the sanctuary.  They do not want the drunkard, the prostitute, the drug addict, the gambler, or the tattooed motorcycle rider in their midst.  For are not such persons unclean and therefore unfit to be in the church? Many of today's church-goers would answer, "yes."  For that reason, many regular members of America's congregation would leave these people outside the church.  Let them listen on the radio or watch on TV.  But they are not warmly invited into the sanctuary to share the fellowship of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accepting the belief that the unclean should not be taken into the fellowship, but believing that the unclean should go to church,  the unclean are invited to the building, but not taken into the inner circle of the "good church-goers."  We may bring the drunkard to church, but not invite him to the church social.  He can come to the church, but is left outside the actual "church," the fellowship of members.  In this way the church-goers of today behave exactly as the men of two-thousand years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who invites or takes the physically or psychologically lame to church, but does not take them into the fellowship of the church?  Why do they do this?  What are they expecting? Is there behavior motivated by faith and hope in God, or by there desire to appear to be doing "the right thing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps today's church-goers are, like their counterparts of two-thousand years ago, seeking the approval of men.  They want to be able to claim piety and holiness by their actions.  Unfortunately for them and the ones they invite to church, pleasing men does not provide any one with the blessings of God.  Therefore, neither the regular faithless church-goer or his unwanted invited guest benefits from the action.  Just as the lame man in the scripture was never healed by the actions of his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story told in this passage of scripture can be contrasted against the story told in Mark 2:1-12.  In the passage in Mark we are told of four men who had faith in Jesus, believing completely that he could heal their friend.  When Jesus looked into their faces and saw their faith, he healed the man straight away.  It is that faith which is the missing element in the story of those who take the lame man to the temple.  Because there was no faith in them, the man was not healed.  It was only when two men of faith, Peter and John, came along that the man received healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The message for us from these two stories put together is clear.  If the psychologically and spiritually lame among us are to receive healing, then we must have the faith that they will be healed.  When we invite them or take them to church, it must be with complete confidence that they will be touched by the Spirit and have a life changing experience.  And our action needs to be motivated by true compassion for the sick soul we carry to the temple, not for how holy we look in the eyes of others.  If our action is a direct result of our faith in and love for Christ Jesus, and our belief that the grace of God is extended to all, then both we and our guest will be blessed.  Otherwise, it will be a complete waist of time for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the Lord bless you and grant you his peace.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1967812062237153311-5834239591632283511?l=boldwitness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/feeds/5834239591632283511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1967812062237153311&amp;postID=5834239591632283511' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/5834239591632283511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/5834239591632283511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/2008/07/faithless-church-goers.html' title='Faithless Church-Goers'/><author><name>MarkJames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699955188104362881</uri><email>markofgod@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09156901129556530368'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967812062237153311.post-195877392439903403</id><published>2008-06-22T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T20:54:43.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faithful Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Scripture reference: Mark 2:1-12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is no way we can ask him to come way the heck out here into the middle of nowhere.  We simply must take Jesse to him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob spoke to his brothers Jason and Saul, and their cousin Matthew, as he stitched up the leather sleeve a wooden pole would go through.  This would complete one side of the stretcher he was making which he, his brothers, and thier cousin would use to carry their neighbor, Jesse, to the Rabbi they had heard of living in Capernaum.  Word had come to even their remote location that this man, named Jesus, can heal all ailments.  Without doubt or question, as soon as Jacob and his brothers had heard this news, they made the decision to take their friend, Jesse, to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capernaum is a good half day journey under normal conditions.  Four men carry the weight of another between them would add difficulty and time to the journey.  For that reason they had decided to set out before dawn of the next day.  So Jacob worked quickly at his task of making the stretcher.  Then they would have a meal together before going to bed to get enough rest for the day ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stretcher complete and their bags packed, the four men sat down for the evening meal.  Jacob, the oldest, led them in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Heavenly Father, we thank you for this food, this land, and this home; all of which we acknowledge are gifts from you.  We also thank you for sending your servant, this Jesus of Caprernaum, to our people.  We know by the things reported of him that he must be from you as another gift to your children.  And for that we are deeply grateful.  May we prove ourselves worthy of the blessing we know you will give to our friend, Jesse.  By your holy name we pray; Amen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning star shown brightly just above the Western horizon as the men set out on their mission.  Jacob and Jason took the forward positions, while Saul and Matthew held the rear end of the poles.  Their friend, Matthew, lay on his stretcher softly speaking his morning prayers.  Joy and excited filled all of their hearts.  For deep within themselves they knew that today was a very special day.  A day proclaimed by God himself.  Today their friend would be healed of his lameness, and be able to walk.  None of them could explain how or why they knew this with such strong conviction.  They simply knew in their heart's that God would make it so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy and hope (confident expectation) dominated the minds of the brothers and cousin as they transported their friend toward Capernaum.  They recited psalms and sang hymns of praise to God as they traveled.  The very Spirit of God gave them strength and made their feet sure so that they did not stumble.  In this manner they happy group made good time, and arrived at Capernaum at mid-morning.  With a few inquires and little difficulty, the four friends found the house where the Rabbi was already teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, man!," explaimed Jacob.  "Look at that crowd!  There isn't enough space between those people for a fly to pass.  I see no way we can get through such a great crowd so tightly packed together.  How are we going to get Jesse in there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look over there," Jason said as he pointed toward a chicken coop attached to the South side of the house.  "We could climb up onto the roof of that, and then onto the roof of the house.  Then we could tare off some of the roof tiles, and lower Jesse through the hole.  The rabbi would have to take notice of him.  Then, if he is as great as we have heard, surely he will touch Jesse and make him well."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was some discussion of this rather odd idea, but the determination to see their friend healed decided the matter.  And the attention of the crowd was so captivated by the words they were hearing that no one noticed the men slowly climbing and pulling their load to the roof of the small house.  Neither did anyone seem to be aware that four men were tarring a hole in the roof.   So it was just a matter of about half an hour before the friends of Jesse began to lower him down into the house.  As it was, he was descending from the roof right in front of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus became silent, and the crowd began to murmur, as all eyes took notice of the pallet being slowly lowered from the hole in the roof.  Jesus was not looking at the silent Jesse lying on the bed, but up into the faces of his four friends.  As the eyes are the window to the soul, Jesus saw the faith in each man; the conviction that what they were doing would not go unrewarded.  And he knew they were not seeking reward for themselves, but a blessing for their friend.  Jesus was touched both by their faith and their compassion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus then looked into the face of Jesse and said, "Son, your sins are forgiven."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there were some teachers of the law sitting in the front row, and they were shocked to hear Jesus tell the man that his sins are forgive.  They were thinking, "Who does this character think he is?!  Only God can forgive sins.  He commits blasphemy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus knew what the haughty Pharisees were thinking, so he spoke directly to them saying, "Why are you thinking these things?  Which is easier: to say to this paralytic, 'Your sins are forgiven,' or to say, 'Get up, take up your mat and walk?'  But that you may know that the Son of Man has authority on Earth to forgive sins..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Jesus once again looked Jesse right in the eyes and said, "I tell you, get up, take up your mat and go home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, Jesse stood up, rolled up his pallet, held it in his right hand lying on his right shoulder, and walked toward the door.  The crowd, like the Red Sea before Moses, parted and allowed him to pass.  His faced beamed with the happiness filling his heart as tears of joy streamed down his face. The eyes of the room followed him while the voices whispered to each other, "Praise the God of wonders.  This is amazing!  We have never seen anything like this!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesse emerged from the house to the sound of joyful cheers from the crowd and his friends who had jumped off the roof and were running toward him.  They hugged and kissed and laughed and cried.  And then, singing hymns of praise to God, they set off for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the God of wonders give some amazing blessings and miracles.  Praise God!  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1967812062237153311-195877392439903403?l=boldwitness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/feeds/195877392439903403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1967812062237153311&amp;postID=195877392439903403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/195877392439903403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/195877392439903403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/2008/06/faithful-friends.html' title='Faithful Friends'/><author><name>MarkJames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699955188104362881</uri><email>markofgod@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09156901129556530368'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967812062237153311.post-2318874349977279777</id><published>2008-06-20T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T09:26:08.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stopping to Give Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Scripture reference: Luke 17:12-19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that asking for a blessing is something we can find time for.  We will actually plan and set aside a specific time and place to make a request of the Lord.  And receiving an unexpected blessing that was not requested is even easier.  What seems to require thought and effort is remembering to give thanks and praise to God for every blessing.  Even the ones we do not recognize when they occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our reference passage there is a clear point being made by the fact that the only one of the ten lepers who gave thanks to Jesus for being healed was a Samaritan.  It tells us that those who believe in the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob tend to take him for granted.  While those who are not inclined to think of God as their friend are greatly moved by his grace.  The problem lies in the fact that we think we are worthy of God's blessings because we are Christians.  When the truth is that none are worthy, "for all have sinned, and come short of the glory of God." (Romans 3:23 KJV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should also not overlook the importance of the manner in which the Samaritan offers his thanks.  We are told that the man "fell down on his face at his feet, giving him thanks."  The man did not just say, "Hey, thanks, dude," and go his merry way.  The Samaritan, one from outside the designated kingdom of God, got down on his knees and then went down on his face at the feet of Jesus.  This gives us clear instruction on how we should offer our thanks to God for the blessings he bestows on us.  Simply sitting with our heads bowed and our hands folded is really not enough, if one truly intends to live according to the teachings of the Bible.  We should at lest be willing to kneel down in the presence of our Lord and Savior.  For such was the behavior of a Samaritan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recognizing that we are greatly blessed, taking time to give thanks for all our blessings, and being humble enough to kneel down to give thanks and praise to God through Christ Jesus should be common behavior among all Christians.  For the last thing we should discern from this passage is that receiving thanks from us really matters to Jesus.  He asked, "Where there not ten cleansed? but where are the nine?"  He was probably hurt by the fact that those who should have automatically given thanks to their God just went on their way.  The simply thought of their joy and their pleasures, and did not give even a brief moment of thought to thanking God for what He had just done for them.  This is the kind of behavior we must work to avoid.  For in the fast paced, drive-through life we live, it is far too easy to receive a blessing, offer a quick "Praise God!", and go on our way.  We really should take time at some point during the day to actually kneel down before our great gracious God, and properly give him the thanks and praise He deserves in the fashion depicted in the Bible.  Remembering to give God thanks in the manner that matters to Him will ensure that the wonderful blessing and bounty of His grace continues to flow to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the grace of God, the love of the Lord Jesus Christ, and the peace of the Holy Spirit be with you.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1967812062237153311-2318874349977279777?l=boldwitness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/feeds/2318874349977279777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1967812062237153311&amp;postID=2318874349977279777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/2318874349977279777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/2318874349977279777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/2008/06/stopping-to-give-thanks.html' title='Stopping to Give Thanks'/><author><name>MarkJames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699955188104362881</uri><email>markofgod@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09156901129556530368'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967812062237153311.post-7062506533489261811</id><published>2008-06-12T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T07:11:21.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Authority</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Scripture reference: Matthew 8:5-13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Marcus Giaus Marcellus.  I was born in the city of Tyre, and was raised in the city of Ceasarea.   I am the only son of a guard of the Summer Palace of King Herod.  My mother is a weaver of fine linen used in the king's palace.  My father died of a fever when I was twelve years old.  At that time my mother turned me over to the captain of the palace guard to train me in the ways of a man and a soldier.   I lived with him for the next four years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed my life among the men of the guard.  I got pleasure from the games and activities we participated in. My master had one of the men under him teach me to read and write Greek.  I also received instruction in math, science, growing crops, the names and cycles of the stars and planets, riding a horse, and sailing a boat.   I grew strong in body and mind, and brought honor to my guardian and his company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; My experiences with the guard unit taught me about authority and discipline.  The ways of a group with a common cause are guided by respect and concern for for one another, as well as respect for the leader of the group.  It became clear to me that having authority involves respect, responsibility, and humility.  These characteristics are important in the leader as well as those who are led.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I turned sixteen, the age of majority, I became a member of the guard.  I worked hard and proved myself in every task I was given.  As a result I was promoted, and finally became a centurion. That means I was put in charge of my own company of one hundred men. I was assigned to the city of Capernaum as a base from which to patrol the roads and villages.  My duty was to protect the citizens from the bandits and rebels which greatly troubled the region.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after arriving in Capernaum, a woman came to see me.  She was recently widowed with a twelve year old son.  She asked me to take the boy into my household as my servant so that he would have the company and training of men.  I could not help but remember how I had felt when I was in his situation.   As I found the boy pleasing and healthy, I took him as my personal servant.  I planned to give him the same opportunities I had been given, and help him to become the man I had become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As  the months past, I became very fond of the boy, and found him to be not only of great service, but a joy to have in my house. Therefore I was filled with great sorrow and fear for the boy's life when he developed a fever which caused great suffering to the point he could not even stand.  He was so important to my life that I was willing to do whatever would be required of me to save his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having heard from the local residents of Capernaum of a man who could heal the sick,  I made up mind to go to see him to implore him to command that my servant be healed.  I cannot clearly explain why, but I was completely certain that this man some where calling the Christ could heal my beloved servant.  Therefore it was with complete confidence that I set out early in the morning to find the man Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came upon Jesus as he entered the city, I went down on one knee before him and said, "My Lord, my beloved servant lies at home paralysed with a fever and in great suffering."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said he would go with me to my home immediately.  But I said unto him, "My Lord, I do not deserve to have you come under my roof.  But just say the word and my servant will be healed.  For I myself am a man under authority, with soldiers under me.  I tell this one, 'Go,' and he goes; and that one, 'Come,' and the comes.  I say to my servant, 'Do this,' and he soes it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus then spoke to the crowd around him and said, "I tell you the truth, I have not found anyone in Israel with such great faith.  I say to you that many will come from the east and the west, and will take their places at the feast with Abraham, Isaac and Jacob in the kingdome of heaven.   But the subjects of the kingdom will be thrown outside, into the darkness, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Jesus said to me, "Go!  It will be done just as you believed it would."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I rose to thank him and take my leave, I noted the hour of the sun.  When I returned to my house, I found my servant out of bed, and at his regular household tasks.  He was completely healed.  When I asked my house manager when the boy had gotten up, the time he told me was exactly the same as when Jesus had granted my request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that day forward I and my entire household worshiped the God of Jesus the Christ.  And I used my own monies to build a place of worship in Capernaum where I and others who believe in Jesus gather to praise his name, and study his teachings.  And I am very proud to say that my boy has become of leader of our group, and is no longer my servant, but a servant of our Lord Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the grace of God, the love of Jesus Christ, and the peace of the Holy Spirit be with you.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1967812062237153311-7062506533489261811?l=boldwitness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/feeds/7062506533489261811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1967812062237153311&amp;postID=7062506533489261811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/7062506533489261811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/7062506533489261811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/2008/06/power-of-authority.html' title='The Power of Authority'/><author><name>MarkJames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699955188104362881</uri><email>markofgod@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09156901129556530368'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967812062237153311.post-5338587024216794364</id><published>2008-06-10T06:58:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T10:37:01.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honoring Your Heavenly Father</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Scripture reference: Ephesians 6:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord has blessed me with the opportunity to share my faith with teenage boys from time to time.  I always enjoy the excitement and imagination of those in early puberty.  Their mind and emotions, being tossed in a wild sea of sudden growth and change, always present challenging ideas and questions.  One troubling questions that arises as a result of the evil age we live in is this.  Why should I honor and respect my father or my mother when he/she is an alcoholic, a drug addict, adulterous, abusive, or in prison?  Am I really commanded by God to respect and honor someone sitting in prison for the crime of raping a child or killing a man in a bar fight?  Surely the behavior of my parent exempts me from this command.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer to this question, as with all difficult questions of real life, can be found in the scriptures.  If we read and study the Bible carefully we can find instructions for every situation we face in life today.  And this one is no different.  What we need to do is break it down to its basic spiritual elements.  Those are: faithful obedience in God, trusting in His wisdom; receiving the power of His unconditional love and grace by allowing it to flow through us to others; forgiving others as He forgives us; leading others to repentance with exhortations and teachings as God leads us.  Once we examine this question in the light of these basic principles of Christianity, the answer becomes clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1 Samuel 15:9-23 the Lord instructs us on just how strongly He values obedience to Him above all else, especially our ideas of what is proper.  God does not accept our reasons for behaving in a manner which is not in compliance with his commands.  He sees failure to obey Him as rebellion against His will.  And in 1 Samuel 15:23 we are told by God through His prophet, Samuel, that "rebellion is as the sin of witchcraft, and stubbornness is as iniquity and idolatry." (KJV)  Therefore, to disobey the Lord's command to honor your father and your mother, regardless of what you may think are acceptable reasons, is seen by God as rebellion against Him, and is the same as the sin of idolatry.  Why is it idolatry?  Because you are putting man's ideas and values before God.  You are saying that you will follow man's ways rather than God's.  And to put anything before God is idolatry.  For you truly worship that which is most important to you.  And if you say that man's ideas in the matter of a sinful parent are more important to you than God's commandment, then you are committing idolatry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus gives us instructions on forgiveness in his example of how we should pray.  We are told in Matthew 6:12 that we should ask God to "forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors."  This is Jesus' way of telling us that if we expect God to forgive us the debt we owe Him in payment for our sins, we must, likewise, forgive the debt owed by others who have harmed us.  "For if ye forgive men their trespasses, your heavenly Father will also forgive you:&lt;br /&gt;But if ye forgive not men their trespasses, neither will your Father forgive your trespasses." (Matthew 6:14-15 KJV)  Jesus makes it clear that their is a direct connection between our willingness not to consider the offenses of others, and God's willingness to forget our offenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are also instructed that we should "judge not, that ye be not judged." (Matthew 7:1 KJV)  This is reflected in the statement made by Paul when he said, "For all have sinned, and come short of the glory of God." (Romans 3:23 KJV)  None of us is pure and without blemish.  We are all equally stained with sin the eyes of God.  Therefore, failure to obey God's commandment to "honor thy father and thy mother: that thy days may be long upon the land which the  Lord thy God giveth thee," (Genesis 20:12 KJV) is a sin no different from any other sin in the eyes of God.  In this we must remember what God has told us by saying, "For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the Lord." (Isaiah 55:8 KJV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that is necessary for all of us to remember is what Jesus told his disciples when he sent them out on their own.  "Freely ye have received, freely give." (Matthew 10:8 KJV)  In this way Jesus implores us to freely give to others the same grace and love we have freely received from God.  And it is important to notice that Jesus does not put any conditions on this instruction.  We are to freely give grace to all without exception.  For this is precisely what God does.  He gives His grace to all without regard for how stained with stain any might be.  And we are to follow His example, if we truly live in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we need to remember that we instruct others about the teachings of Jesus and the grace of God by how we live.  When we obey God's commands, and show to others the same love He shows us, we proclaim boldly that Jesus is real, and God is faithful and true.  Your public life and the way you treat others could be the only Bible a lost father or mother will read.  By trusting God's wisdom rather than man's, you become the conduit through which the Holy Spirit can reach out to the lost sheep your Father wants to find.  Through your obedience, even when it is hard and does not make sense to men, you receive the power of God to change men's hearts.  In this way, we can change the world; just as Paul changed the world with his witness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The command to honor your mother and father really has nothing to do with them and their behavior.  It is a matter of your relationship with God.  The question is not about the worthiness of your father and mother, but of your willingness to obey your heavenly Father.  Ultimately it is He who you honor with the honor and respect you give to whom men consider the least worthy of honor and respect.  By doing that you will be greatly blessed by God for the honor and glory you give to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the grace of God, the love of the Lord Jesus Christ, and the peace of the Holy Spirit be with you.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1967812062237153311-5338587024216794364?l=boldwitness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/feeds/5338587024216794364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1967812062237153311&amp;postID=5338587024216794364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/5338587024216794364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/5338587024216794364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/2008/06/respect-for-unrespectable.html' title='Honoring Your Heavenly Father'/><author><name>MarkJames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699955188104362881</uri><email>markofgod@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09156901129556530368'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967812062237153311.post-8303726023426613985</id><published>2008-06-09T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T07:14:57.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Prophet, The Woman, and The Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Scripture reference: 2 Kings 4:8-37&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my many years as a woman of Shunem I have served my people with the talents and wisdom such as God has given to me.  For that reason I have some standing and reputation for greatness among them, but it is of God and not of me.  Even still, I never conceived.  Therefore, my husband and I were without child, and were great in years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there came a day when a man would regularly pass by my home, and I perceived that he was a great man of God.  I invited him to come into my home and let me feed him.  This he did every time he passed my way.  So I compelled my husband to build a small room onto our home, and furnished it with a bed, a stool, and a candlestick.  Then when the man of God next passed by I invited him to stay the night with us.  This he did, and whenever he came to Shunem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day when this man of God was staying in my home, he sent his man servant to summon me to him.  When I stood in the door to his room, he said that since I had been nice to him, he wanted to know if I wanted something of the King or the Captain of the guard.  I told him that the people I live among take care of me just fine.  His man servant then spoke with him in their tongue.  So I returned to my chores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short time later the man servant compelled me again to go to the man of God.  As I stood in the door to his room, he told me that a year later I would be with child, and have a son.  I scolded him for saying such a thing to an old woman with an old husband, for he was a man of God and should not lie.  He insisted that as a man of God he did not lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year later I did conceive and bring forth a son, just as the man of God had said.  I was very happy, and my husband also.  We raised up the boy and taught him all that a boy should know, including how to work in the field with his father.  It was on one such day when he was with his father in the field that he complained of a head ache.  A servant brought him to the house, and I held him on my lap.  There he died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the body of my son and placed it on the bed of the man of God in the room my husband had made for him.  By way of a messenger I compelled my husband to send a young man and a donkey to me.  When my husband asked where I was going, I simply told him not to worry, all would be well.  So I set off and  traveled to see the man of God as he was on Mount Carmel.  There I feel at his feet and reminded him that he said he did not lie when he said I should have a son.  Perceiving what I meant, he and his servant went back to my home with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arriving at my house the man of God first laid his staff on the face of my son, and then laid his body upon the boy.  Placing his mouth on the boy's mouth, and his eyes on the boy's eyes, and pressing his body to that of the boy, the man of God lay there with my son.  Then the boy's body became warm with life, and he sneezed seven times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knelt down at the man of God's feet, bowed my face to the ground, and thanked him and his God.  I then took my son in my arms and left the room with great joy.  And the man of God and his servant went their way, for they serve God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the God who gives life to the dead be praised and glorified forever.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1967812062237153311-8303726023426613985?l=boldwitness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/feeds/8303726023426613985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1967812062237153311&amp;postID=8303726023426613985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/8303726023426613985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/8303726023426613985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/2008/06/prophet-woman-and-boy.html' title='The Prophet, The Woman, and The Boy'/><author><name>MarkJames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699955188104362881</uri><email>markofgod@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09156901129556530368'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967812062237153311.post-9112179053073498571</id><published>2008-06-08T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T15:16:04.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Receive As A Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Scripture reference: Mark 10:15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the greatest problems the Modern Church has created for mankind is making Christianity far more complicated and complex than God made it.  The Gospel of Jesus Christ is really quite simple and straight forward.  But man's ego and need to feel important has added requirements and restrictions to Christ Gospel, just as the ancient Jewish priests added to the laws God gave to the people through Moses.  And Jesus seemed to know this would happen.  So he showed open disdain for the Pharisees with their complicated and burdensome additions to God's law.  And he made it clear that anyone who does not accept the offer of salvation with the simplicity of a child cannot enter into the kingdom of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can conduct your own instructive demonstration of what Jesus means when he implores us to "receive the kingdom of God as a little child."  Gather together a small group of children between the ages of four and six.  Then present a platter of cupcakes or donuts, and offer one to each child.  What will most likely happen is that each child will accept the offer of the treat with a smile, and perhaps a thank you.  That is all.  They will not question your motive for offering the treat.  They will not agree to accept the offer only if they can pay for it.  They will not refuse the offer on the grounds that they do not feel worthy of it.  They will not refuse the offer because they do not want to feel obligated to do something for you in return. They will not state that having accepted the offer makes them special.  They will simple be happy that the offer was make, accept the offer with joy, and go off to enjoy what they have been freely given.  They might even freely offer to share some of their treat with a parent, sibling, or friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is precisely how Jesus expects us to receive the unconditional, unqualified offer of salvation.  He paid the price of the entry fee into the kingdom of God, and offers it to us freely.  All we have to do is accept it as freely and unconditionally as it is offered.  We do not have to pay for it; for in truth we cannot.  As it is a gift it is not our worthiness which is at issue, but the generosity of the giver.  And because it is not a loan there is no debt to repay.  It is simply a gift offered in love by the Father through the Son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How rude would you consider it if someone insisted on paying for a Christmas gift you had given them?  How hurt would you be if someone to whom you had given a birthday gift wanted to know what you expected in return?  How insulted would you be if someone refused to believe you did not have some secrete motive for giving them some cookies you made?  Can you imagine how God feels when the great gift he offers to us out of love is not simply accepted with a smile and a thank you?  What must he think of those who insist that they must try to pay for the gift?  How hurt must he be by those who refuse to believe that he does not have some hidden motive that will place us in debt and bondage to him?  For all God does is offer us the gift of his love.  And all we have to do is accept it the same way a little child would accept a treat from one of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one more childlike action that is expected of us.  Just as a little child might freely offer to share his treat with another, so we are to share the gift of God's love with others.  And, just as the offer was made to us without conditions and restrictions, we are to give God's love to others in the same manner.  Just as a child would.  For Jesus has instructed us, "Freely you have received, freely give." (Matthew 10:8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the joy of God's love be in your heart.  May those you share it with accept it as freely as a little child would.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1967812062237153311-9112179053073498571?l=boldwitness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/feeds/9112179053073498571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1967812062237153311&amp;postID=9112179053073498571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/9112179053073498571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/9112179053073498571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/2008/06/receive-as-child.html' title='Receive As A Child'/><author><name>MarkJames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699955188104362881</uri><email>markofgod@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09156901129556530368'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967812062237153311.post-4249369047914794382</id><published>2008-06-03T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T09:51:54.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once I Was Blind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My days used to be spent sitting at either the entrance to the market place or outside one of the gates of the Temple.  I would recite prayers, psalms, and portions of the Holy Scriptures.  A simple clay bowl sat next to me into which some who took notice of me would drop a coin.  The motivation of those giving a pittance of their good fortune varied.  Some hoped to gain favor from God through their generosity to one less fortunate than themselves.  Some gave out of a sense of duty.  Still others gave out of a feeling of guilt; thinking that some trouble they were experiencing was the result of their lack of concern for the poor.   Sometimes I would also receive a loaf of bread and some cheese.  Occasionally some truly generous person would give me a little meat and some wine.  But I also would be scorned and told to be quiet by those who considered my condition a curse from God.  For them I was unclean, and tainted their environment with unholiness.  Surely, they would say to their friends, my parents must have committed some terrible sin to have been given a son born blind.  And I must certainly carry the stain of that sin like some plaque they feared being infected with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my life, if you can call such an existence life.  Constantly dependent on the kindness and generosity of others.  Unable to make my way without the arm of another to lean upon. Incapable of earning an honest income from the labor of my hands.  I was an unwanted child and a burden on society.  My plight had the effect of causing both the humble and the arrogant to give thanks to God that they were not like me.  The former considering their state to be one of grace, the latter considering theirs to be a sign of privilege.  The wealthy and the priests were quite certain that their condition was an indication by God that they were special and favored by Him.  Conversely they were equally convinced that my condition meant that God disliked me.  Therefore they concluded that being nice to me would appear to shame God.  For this reason even good men often passed me by, rather than risk incurring disfavor with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I did not think of myself as cursed of God.  I really believed that I had been given a special place in His grand plans.  I thought of what King David said in the psalms about how God knows the name of every star.  In my heart and soul I believed that one so great also knew my name.  And having a place in the mind of God means also having a place in His heart.  That is why I ignored those who scorned me, and continued to believe in the God who hears the cries of His children.  He heard us crying in Egypt and saved us.  He heard us crying in Babylon and saved us.  Even now, the cries of one small child of His sitting outside His Temple in His city would not go unnoticed.  So I sat outside the Temple every Sabbath and waited for Him to come and set me free.  And one day He did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed to me to be a Sabbath like any other.  There were many more sounds around me owing to the great multitudes of worshipers, vendors, and animals.  But there was also an energy light that of lightning before an approaching storm.  The very air seemed to be more alive and vibrant.  Then I sensed something in my heart.  Something I could not explain.  As I sat waiting for what I knew not, I heard a voice ask the usual question; "Rabbi, who sinned, this man or his parents?"  My breathing seemed to halt as I awaited the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Neither this man nor his parents sinned," replied the Rabbi, but this happened so that the work of God might be displayed in his life.  As long as it is day, we must do the work of him who sent me.  Night is coming, when no one can work.  While I am in the world, I am the light of the world." (John 9:3-5 NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy filled my heart.  This Rabbi was different from all the others.  He did not believe my blindness was a result of sin.  Instead, he said what I had always believed; that God would use my condition to further His work.  I was not cursed, but blessed, because God had chosen me to display his greatness to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God's peace," the peaceful voice spoke in my ear.  "I am going to put some mud on your eyes.  Then you must go to the Pool of Siloam and wash it off.  Do you agree?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speechless, I nodded my affirmation.  Then I felt gently hands rubbing something smooth and warm on my closed eye lids.  Once that was done, a friend who had been sitting with me helped me to stand.  Without another word from the good Rabbi, I set off for the Pool of Siloam.  When I got there my friend helped me to kneel by the Pool so that I could wash my eyes.  The cool water made my eyes tingle.  They felt strangely alive; it was a feeling I had never experienced.  And after the I was certain I has washed all of the mud away, I opened my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the glory and wonder and joy!  I cannot find the words to describe the feeling that swept over me.  I could see for the first time in my life.  The sun reflecting off the Pool.  The faces of those standing around.  The look of wonder and amazement on the face of my friend.  The things most people take for granted were an unexpected and marvelous gift to one who was experiencing them for the first time in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After kneeling there on the spot and offering thanks and praise to God, I went home.  When I arrived, my neighbors we quite amazed.  "How then were your eyes opened," they demanded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The man they call Jesus made some mud and put it on my eyes.  He told me to go to Siloam and wash.  So I went and washed, and then I could see."  (John 9:10-12 NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I and many of my neighbors praised God and marveled that He had sent this man to come among us to do wonders, the Pharisees were angry.  They said that because this thing had been done on the Sabbath the man must not be from God.  But I reasoned that no man could give sight to one born blind unless he truly came from God.  For that, the called me a sinner, and threw me out of the synagogue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having God in my mind, and my heart, and my soul, I do not need to go to the synagogue or the Temple to worship Him.  I worship Him now by the way I live my life.  I work with my hands earning my own way, and helping others less fortunate that me.  And I worship Him by telling others what this Jesus did in His name.  I know that the priests and Pharisees hate me for this, but it is God's love that matters.  The Pharisees can believe what the will, but as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord. (Joshua 24:15)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May His name be praised now forever.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1967812062237153311-4249369047914794382?l=boldwitness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/feeds/4249369047914794382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1967812062237153311&amp;postID=4249369047914794382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/4249369047914794382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/4249369047914794382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/2008/06/once-i-was-blind.html' title='Once I Was Blind'/><author><name>MarkJames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699955188104362881</uri><email>markofgod@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09156901129556530368'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967812062237153311.post-626185669869983714</id><published>2008-06-01T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T18:11:25.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deliverance in the Dust</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Amazing and incredible do not begin to describe the change in body and life I experienced crawling in the dust on a road outside Capernaum.  I had suffered pain, revilement, sorrow, embarrassment and isolation for twelve years.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The flow of blood from my body, which would have been normal one week a month, had become a curse which labeled me as "unclean."  I could not go to the synagogue to hear the Word of God read.  I could not commune with others in the market or at the well.  Members of the community who were strict about the purity laws would neither have anything to do with me, nor allow others to visit me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  During that time I had believed and trust, and been disappointed and taken advantage of by many physicians and purported healers.   In my loneliness I cried and besought God to have mercy on me, a child of his chosen people, the children of Israel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I awoke that morning believing I had heard a clear, calm voice say, "Daughter, wake up.  For today is the day of your deliverance.  Your cries to the Father have been heard, and today you shall be made whole.  Get up, dress for travel, and set out upon the road from the Sea of Galilee to the city of Capernaum.  On that road you will find a crowd following a man.  It is He who will set you free."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a hope (confident expectancy) I could neither explain nor justify, I got out of bed and dressed quickly.  With the Sun just peeking over the horizon, I set out to seek a man I had never seen, but somehow knew I would recognize the moment I came into his presence.  I was not acting on impulse, but on guidance I was certain came from God himself.  I did not think I would be healed that day; rather, I knew in my heart that what had been told to my spirit by the Spirit of God was true.  And my heart was filled with joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At mid day I came upon a crowd traveling almost as one joined mass of flesh.  My body tingled and my soul rejoiced with the knowledge that the man I sought was at the center of that crowd.  But how would I get close enough to touch him; for I knew, just as I knew in my heart that he would heal me, that all I need do is touch his garment.  And yet it seemed there was not an inch of space between all those who pressed around him.  It was then that I decided to get down on my hands and knees and crawl through the legs of the others toward my goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With kicks and curses from those arrogantly unaware of the freedom to enjoy the company of others, I painfully and slowly made my way through the forest of legs.  Sandals stepped on my old, wrinkled hands while the spit of indignation sprinkled my head.  But still I pressed forward with the determination of one who knew beyond all doubt that the reward would far out value the cost.  And then I saw it.  I have no idea how I knew.  Perhaps it was the same voice that had awoken me with tidings of great joy that morning.  And so I raised my right arm and stretched my trembling hand out toward the shining white garment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment the tip of my right index finger touched that marvelous cloth I felt a tingling of energy rush through my arm and spread throughout my body.  At once I felt strong rather than weak, and stood up unafraid of the eyes of those around me.  With a giddiness like that of having drunk too much old wine, the sun dazzling my eyes as if I had just emerged from years in a cave, and the smell of air as fresh as the first day of creation in my nostrils, my heart and soul sang out with praise to God.  I was free of my affliction.  More than that, I was a new creature.  It was like I had been re-born to begin life over as a fresh, happy child of God, my Father, Abba.  I stood in the road with tears filling my eyes and streaming down my face as the crowd moved on around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost in my private prayers and thanks to God, I did not realize that the crowd has ceased it undulating movement along the road.  The man at the center was inquiring of his companions of whom had touched him.  They seemed quite bemused at the question due to the size of the crowd.  But he was quite certain that someone had purposefully touched him.  He said he had felt healing power flow from him.  Someone, he said, had touched his garment.  And then he looked right at me.  As our eyes met, I knew he knew what I had done and what I was feeling; and I fell at his feet and confessed to him all that I had experienced that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a kindness I had never know and a love I knew I would carry from that day forth he said to me, "Daughter, thy faith hath made thee whole; go in peace, and be whole of thy plague."  And with a smile and a nod, he turned his face back toward his destination; and he and the crowd moved on.  While I continued to marvel at what had happened.  I remained at that spot until the sound of the multitude faded away, and then returned to my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having known pain and sorrow, I am quick to comfort.  Having been alone for so long, I am quick to visit those who are shunned.  Knowing the unfathomable grace of God and the healing power of prayer, I offer my hands to those who are afflicted in any way.  In this way I remember him who glorified his Father the day he delivered me from living death as I knelt before him in the dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the grace of God, the love of the Lord Jesus Christ, and the peace of the Holy Spirit be with you.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1967812062237153311-626185669869983714?l=boldwitness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/feeds/626185669869983714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1967812062237153311&amp;postID=626185669869983714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/626185669869983714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/626185669869983714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/2008/06/deliverance-in-dust.html' title='Deliverance in the Dust'/><author><name>MarkJames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699955188104362881</uri><email>markofgod@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09156901129556530368'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967812062237153311.post-1931056169053747462</id><published>2008-05-31T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T08:36:08.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wilt Thou Be Made Whole</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Scripture reference: John 5:2-14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the radio and watching TV provides one with information on the great variety of man's afflictions.  And for every affliction there are thousands and millions who seek relief.  They go to doctors, buy pills and tonics, and attend the seminars of gurus who claim to be able to teach the discomforted their secretes for restoring health of mind, body and spirit.  Some of the cures offered can provide help in some cases.  Much of the advise offered is really quite practical and generally useful.  Whoever, the biggest problem most of the people who seeks these cures face is themselves.  For more than actually wanting to be healthy, they want a wish to be granted.  They want something given to them without paying the terrible price of making a change in themselves.  It is not so much that they want to be freed of their affliction; they want to be freed of any consequences of doing and living exactly they way they want.  The desire within many is to receive the benefits of a disciplined and moral life, while enjoying all the pleasures of the flesh.  In truth, this is the real goal many in our society seek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we look closely and honestly at the accounts of those whom Jesus healed, we discover an important element common to every case.  The person seeking relief either for them self or for a child, makes supplication to Jesus by kneeling or bowing before him.  This is accompanied by a deep desire that they or the one they represent be healed.  They seek nothing else.  Being relieved of their affliction is all they have in mind.  And they are willing to do whatever it takes to acquire a new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two important lessons to be learned from our reference scripture.  The first is the question Jesus asks the man at the pool called Bethesda.  Jesus wants to know if the man really wants to be made whole.  Why does Christ ask this question?  Because the one who knows the secretes of men's hearts knows full well that some people seek not to be whole, but to get sympathy and favors from others.  Some want to live like the heathen while receiving the benefits of the saint.  Some wish to be told that no matter what they think or how they live they will not be punished.  These are people who do not really want to be cured of their sickness, whether of body or spirit.  And Jesus said that he came to heal the sick. (Mark 2:17)  Jesus did not come that we might continue in our carnal pleasures without receiving the due payment for sin.  Therefore, to be cured of an affliction, one must honestly want to be made whole, spiritually as well as physically.  For the two, as many of today's doctors and psychiatrists affirm, cannot be separated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second part of the lesson is the statement Jesus makes in verse 14, "Sin no more, lest a worse thing come upon you."  Therein lies the prescription for continued good health.  We cannot, once we have received relief from whatever afflicts us, continue in the old life and old ways.  Otherwise, we could end up worse off than we were before we got the cure.  And this fact is not only made clear by Jesus who tells everyone he heals to "go and sin no more."  It is made clear in the Old Testament writings.  God would get the Jews out of trouble and free them from bondage, telling them to keep his ways if they wanted to continue to have a good life.  But the Jews would fall back into sinful ways, worshiping idols and serving false gods.  Then they would end up in a situation just as bad or worse than the one God had freed them from. (Judges 2:11-23, Psalms 106)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The message the Word of God gives to us is quite simple and clear.  If any is afflicted in any way, he must first truly want to be made whole.  There cannot be any other desire or motive in his mind.  For Jesus, who knows the hearts and minds of all men, will know if there is a sincere desire to be whole, or to simply be rid of the consequences of certain carnal pleasures.  Then, having been made whole, there must be a change in life.  And that change must be profound.  It cannot simply be the exchanging of one pleasure for another.  It cannot be merely an outward change.  There must be a change of heart, mind and spirit.  The healed person must become a new creature.  This can only be accomplished by first receiving Christ as Lord and Savior, and then receiving the baptism of the Holy Spirit.  Only then can a Son of Adam be made truly a whole Child of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the grace of God, the love of the Lord Jesus Christ, and the peace of the Holy Spirit be with you.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1967812062237153311-1931056169053747462?l=boldwitness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/feeds/1931056169053747462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1967812062237153311&amp;postID=1931056169053747462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/1931056169053747462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/1931056169053747462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/2008/05/wilt-thou-be-made-whole.html' title='Wilt Thou Be Made Whole'/><author><name>MarkJames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699955188104362881</uri><email>markofgod@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09156901129556530368'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967812062237153311.post-8883219440686443542</id><published>2008-05-30T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T20:02:00.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Navigator</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Many of us know the type.  The kid who starts reading at age three.  The child who is doing algebra and geometry at at five.  The wunderkind who graduates from high school with honors at the age of twelve, and goes on to graduate from some prestigious university with multiple degrees five years later.  This was the scholastic history of Claudius Abraham Dexter.  By his eighteenth birthday, he was celebrated, honored, famous, and way too impressed with himself.  If you looked up the phrase obnoxious conceit online, you found C. A. Dexter's picture.  And he did not care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon entering into Star Fleet Academy in 2238, cadet Dexter was warned by his advisory officer that he needed to practice polite humility rather than pained condescension when dealing with his fellow cadets.  He was told to remember that Star Fleet in general, and a Starship in particular, are a team.  And, if Dexter was to be a successful member of that team, he would have to play nice with all the other team members.  This was a difficult lesson for C. A. Dexter to apply at first.  But with practice he was able to adapt to the team situation, and soon became a trusted and respected leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having excelled in Natural Sciences, and possessing a keen interest in all aspects of ancient history, 2nd Lieutenant Dexter was, upon graduation from the Academy, assigned to the science vessel the USS Leaky.  And, owing to his high exam scores in propulsion engineering, spacial navigation, and multi-phasic probe operations, Mr. Dexter was bridge qualified.  Being an attentive and cooperative student, Lt. Dexter was rapidly promoted up through the ranks.  Within an astounding eighteen months he was given the rank of full Commander and Chief Science Officer.  It was only a year afterwards that Commander C. A. Dexter was awarded the rank of Captain, and assigned to the research vessel, USS Darwin.  Her mission was to explore all present and past life of a newly discovered, uninhabited "M" class planet 682,000 parsects from Earth.  Just getting there at warp 5 would take ten months.  And then the ship and her crew were to remain on station for five years.  Cut off from the rest of the fleet, Captain Dexter would basically be the ruler of his own remote world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it was the freedom of complete control over the lives of others.  Maybe it was the lack of learning experiences one obtains from a slow, steady rise to authority.  Or it could have been plain, age old lusts of the flesh; the idolatry of coveting and worshiping power.  And then, again, maybe C. A. Dexter had just been playing nice while biding his time waiting for the day he was fully in command of his own private world.  Whatever it was, one month before reaching their assigned destination, the crew of the USS Darwin had decided to commit the ultimate space faring crime, mutiny.  They had been, quite frankly, driven mad by the obnoxiously arrogant, self indulging, thoughtless, rude and all round dung head Captain Dexter.  They determined that anything would be better than spending five years with a man they had come to deeply hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan was a simple one.  Upon achieving a standard orbit around the planet, the crew flooded the captain's quarter's with Julietheulene gas.  That put him into a deep, death like sleep which lasted for three days.  The crew then stripped the ship of every thing they would need to live out the rest of their lives comfortably on their new home world.  And, to insure that Captain Dexter would not be able to contact Earth, the crew removed and transported the Darwin's deflector dish.  As the last man with the last piece of valuable equipment departed for the planet, the helm station was set to automatic with a heading leading out into the emptiness of deep space at warp 5.  The crew began a new life, and Captain Dexter sailed off to a sentence of solitary confinement on board a completely empty starship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Claudius Dexter awoke from his abnormally long sleep, he immediately sensed that all was not right.  As he dressed, Captain Dexter felt an inexplicable uneasiness.  He felt anxious and concerned as he stepped out into the deserted passage way.  Stopping at a com station, the Captain hailed the bridge.  He got no response.  Captain Dexter inquired of the computer what the status of the bridge crew was.  He was frozen to his spot when the ship's computer informed him that the entire crew had left prior to the ship leaving orbit, and he was the only occupant of the USS Darwin.  Succumbing to anxiety and fear, C. A. Dexter ran to the nearest lift.  Once it stopped at the bridge, he burst through its doors as if by the force of his will he could command that his crew be in its place.  After starring around the empty room, and examining the major control consoles, Captain Dexter collapsed into the Captain's chair.  As the realization of his situation sank into his troubled mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, the brilliant Claudius Dexter knew that he had been a true fool.  Being alone in deep space with no means of navigating or communicating without the main deflector dish hammered home the fact that he was not so smart that he needed no one else.  Completely alone, left to his own talents and abilities, Captain Dexter was forced to face his own inadequacies.  Forced to look in the mirror of starkly honest reality, Claudius did not like what he saw.  It was a picture of a pathetically empty soul that had never made room for anyone else.  He was not just alone now;  the truth was that he had always been alone.  He had cared more for his own superior thoughts than the feelings and company of his fellow men.  Therefore, he knew in his sorrow filled heart that he was reaping precisely as he had sowed.  Bowing his head into his hands,  the cracking voice of the young Captain vocalized the remorse that now engulfed his once sharp mind, as well as his heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear, God;  I have been such a fool.  I have squandered all the opportunities I have been given for a good life.  I traded them for power and dominance.  Now I have nothing.  I am alone.  I cannot communicate to admit my mistake and call for help.  I cannot even figure out where I am or how to get back home.  Oh, dear God, please have mercy on me, a fool.  If only I had a navigator who knows the stars, and someone else so that I would not be alone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all his emotions and strength spent, C. A. Dexter fell asleep sitting there in the Captain's char with his head buried in his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly raising his head up, and trying to focus his tear sore eyes, Claudius Dexter froze with shock and wonder at what he saw before him.  For seated in the chair at the navigation console was some one or something.  It appeared to be a man with shoulder length hair wearing a long white garment.  Captain Dexter blinked a couple of times, and then spoke with his usual authoritative tone of command.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey!  Who are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly the man in the chair turned partially to his left.  With bright eyes and a gentle smile he replied, "I am the navigator."  He then returned to his position facing the console, and continued his to work it systems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain Dexter's mind whirled with confusion and questions.  He wanted a clear identification from this being.  He wanted a name, a home planet, how he got on board the wayward vessel, and what his intentions were.  Straightening himself in the Captain's chair, Claudius Dexter asked again, "Who are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again the man at the navigator's console turned partially toward the captain, this time with a quizzical expression on his face.  He thought for a moment, and then, with the emphasis on "I" repeated his original response; "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; am the navigator."  Confident that he had properly identified himself this time, the man returned his attention to the console.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain Dexter felt frustration and indignation rising in the depths of his being.  For a moment he again was controlled by his sense of authority and command.  He would demand that this individual provide him a satisfactory answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am going to ask you one more time, who are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain Dexter had practically shouted out the question.  It was, therefore, a face etched with sincere concern that turned to face him.  The man was clearly thinking very carefully.  Then, with calm and polite confidence he spoke the words, "I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the navigator&lt;/span&gt;."  Having given emphasis to the last half of the sentence, the man seemed quite certain that, this time, he had provided Captain Dexter with the answer he sought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claudius Dexter sat for a moment, lost in a realm of deep thought; and the the proverbial light went on in his head.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The navigator&lt;/span&gt;, the man had said.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Navigator!&lt;/span&gt;  The one who knows how to navigate through the stars and planets without a deflector dish because he was present when the stars and planets were made and put into their present locations.  The one who knows every square inch of the universe because he was around before its foundations were laid.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Navigator!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the realization of who was sitting at the console before him gripped every fiber of Captain Dexter's heart and soul, the navigator again turned toward him with a smile and asked, "Where would you like to go?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a child in a great toy store being asked what he would most like, the Captain's mind raced with ideas of locations he had dreamed of.  But sudden, his mind was called to a halt by his heart.  He had to be honest.  He had never made a decision about the direction of his life which had actually ended in satisfaction.  The truth was simple.  Captain Dexter needed someone else to plot a course for him, or he would once again be lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You decide," Claudius told the navigator.  "We shall go along whatever course you choose."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well," said the navigator indicating with his left hand the chair at the helm station next to him, "this business of operating a starship is a partnership.  It requires two working together.  Will you join me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claudius Dexter thought for a moment of how long he had lusted after the power and prestige of the Captain's chair, and how much it had meant to him.  Then he leaped out of it, and practically ran the short distance to the helm station.  Sitting down before the console, he turned to the navigator with a smile.  "I'm ready," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, then," said the navigator, "the course is plotted and laid in.  All that is required is for you engage main drive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claudius Dexter took a deep breath, then touched the helm console calling the main drive system to life; and off they went.  Thus began the new life of great adventures for Claudius Abraham Dexter.  Accompanied by his new partner, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the Navigator&lt;/span&gt;, he was never again lost, and never again alone.  And with the guidance of his new friend and counselor, Claudius found real life, love, and an eternity of friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the Holy Spirit be with you and guide you all of your days.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1967812062237153311-8883219440686443542?l=boldwitness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/feeds/8883219440686443542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1967812062237153311&amp;postID=8883219440686443542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/8883219440686443542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/8883219440686443542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/2008/05/navigator.html' title='The Navigator'/><author><name>MarkJames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699955188104362881</uri><email>markofgod@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09156901129556530368'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967812062237153311.post-5851661366092745296</id><published>2008-05-29T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T20:09:56.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chosen and Established</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scripture reference: 1 Chronicles 28:6-7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the Bible we see proof that those who end up in positions of authority under God are chosen by him, they do not volunteer.   God selects those he wishes to serve Him and carry out his plans according to his purpose.  It is his wisdom which decides who will do what job for him, and not the wisdom of man.  God chose Noah and his family to be the remnant of humanity to survive His disgust with mankind.  He chose Abraham and his seed to receive His promise of salvation for mankind.  God chose Joseph to save His chosen people from starvation.  He then chose Moses to lead His people to the promised land.  God went on to chose a variety of judges to guide His chosen people.  And then when they requested a King, God chose Saul.  When Saul turned away from God, He chose David to lead the people.  And now in our reference scripture, God chooses Solomon to be Israel's greatest King, and the builder of His house.  In every one of these lives, it is God who choose the man; not the man who choose God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Romans 8:30 Paul tells us that God decided before the foundation of the universe whom He would choose, and them he also calls.  Once called, God justifies them; and those He justifies he also glorifies.  This is born out in the lives of all of those mentioned above.  From Noah to Solomon these men were chosen, called, justified and then glorified by God to serve Him according to his plans and purpose.  None of these men became great by making their own plans for a purpose of their own determination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our reference scripture also tells us that once God has chosen someone for a job, He establishes that person in the position required to accomplish the task.  And He will maintain that person in the assigned position as long as the chosen one continues to live by God's commandments and judgments.  This fact is made painful clear in the lives of Moses and Saul.  Both men lost favor with God by not continuing in following His commandments and judgments.  As a result, Moses was not allowed to enter into the promised land.  And Saul was given an evil spirit to torment him, and then died in battle along with his son.  His kingship was taken from him by God and given to David.  It was David, a man after God's own heart, whose kingdom was continued to the last King of the Jews, Jesus.  That was David's reward for keeping God's commandments and judgments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each Christian is first chosen and then called by God according to His purpose. (Romans 8:28)  Once the Christian answers the call from God, he is justified by the blood of Jesus, in whom the chosen has  faith, which is a gift of the grace of God.  In each step, it is God who first choose His servant, and then establishes him through Jesus Christ, for His glory.  The advantage we have over the chosen servants of the Old Testament is that we get help in keeping God's commandments and judgments.  We get a personal counselor to strengthen and guide us in God's ways.  Therefore as long as we continue to live a life led by the Holy Spirit, and do not decide to be driven by the ways of the world and the lusts of the flesh, which are idolatry, we will be established forever in God's kingdom.  This is a promise all the lives mentioned above prove.  God has made it quite clear that He is always true to His word.  And for those who keep God's Word, they are established in His kingdom, sharing in His glory along with Christ Jesus, for all eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Christian today, having been adopted as a true child of God and brother of Jesus Christ, is a full heir to the kingdom begun long ago with David.  As God chose and called David, and then his son, Solomon, and established their kingdom forever, we who are of the chosen and called of God, are established in His kingdom.  And, as David and Solomon lived in the glory of God, so shall we share in the inheritance of Christ, which is the glory of God.  For the ultimate purpose of choosing and establishing the elect of God is to proclaim to all the world His glory.  In this we share with Christ and all those other great servants of God.  And with them we shall give praise, honor and glory to God in His presence forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the grace and glory of God be with you always.  Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1967812062237153311-5851661366092745296?l=boldwitness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/feeds/5851661366092745296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1967812062237153311&amp;postID=5851661366092745296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/5851661366092745296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/5851661366092745296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/2008/05/chosen-and-established.html' title='Chosen and Established'/><author><name>MarkJames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699955188104362881</uri><email>markofgod@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09156901129556530368'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967812062237153311.post-1571272568425671681</id><published>2008-05-28T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T14:48:01.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Loving Neighbor</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I awoke in pain, face down in the dust, with a splitting headache.  My head hurt so badly that I thought I would be sick.  My arms burned with scratches and cuts; my ribs ached; and my legs hurt so much from the knees down that I knew I would not be able to stand.  And then came the realization that I was naked.  The rocky ground beneath my chest and lower body felt like a bed of broken glass.  The heat of the sun felt like a blanket of tiny coals on my back.  I slowly pushed my head and chest up on my weak, shaking arms, wretched convulsively, and then fell back on my side.  I tried to curl up to hide my nakedness, but every muscle and bit of skin screamed with pain.  I could do nothing by lie there, and pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed that I lay there for some time on the road from Jerusalem to Jericho when I heard approaching foot steps.  I opened my swollen eyes as much as I could, and recognized the garments of a priest.  I raised my trembling left arm and appealed to him with my open hand.  I saw his contorted face as he gazed down upon me, disgust clearly etched in the furors of his brow.  He merely grunted at me, and walked on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My arm fell back to my battered side and I closed my eyes in pain and sadness.  I may have fallen asleep; I am not sure.  Then, once again, I heard leather of sandals slapping hard ground.  I was barely able to squint through eye lids that seemed unable to open, and recognized a Levite passing me by on the other side of the road.  I could only raise my left hand in appeal.  He did not even look at me, but kept his chin high and his face set toward his destination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wracked with pain and filled with despair I wept as I called out, "My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?  I am a son of your servant Jacob, son of Issac, son of Abraham, to whom you made a promise to bless his seed.  I obey thy commandments; I keep your Sabbath; I give of the first fruits of my labors.  I, therefore, beseech thee, oh my God, my Father, please send help to thy servant."  I turned my face to the dust in supplication, cried a few moments, and then went to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I next awoke I was lying on my back, my body covered with someone's traveling cloak, a strong hand cradling my head, and water passing between my parched lips.  I choked as the water got caught in my dry throat, and looked up into the eyes of a concerned face.  "Take it easy, friend.  Drink slowly.  You are going to be alright."  I instantly recognized the accent, and marveled that a Samaritan, one of those people who care not for Jews,  was my savior.  I drank a little more water, and then my rescuer gently laid my head down on a soft pillow made from a rolled up garment.  Through tired eyes I watched the man as he went to his ass to retrieve some oil and ointment which he used, along with torn pieces of his own clothes, to treat my wounds.  Once he had done as much as he could, he helped me to stand upon my shaking legs, and then to sit upon his animal.  We then set out for the nearest village.  There he summoned the inn keeper to help him get me into a bed, and gave me a little meat and some wine.  As I fell asleep in a soft, safe bed, I heard the man tell the inn keeper, "Take care of him.  I shall be back this way in a couple of weeks.  If you spend more than this in his care, I shall pay you the balance at that time."  He then disappeared, and I fell into a healing sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends and relatives of mine, having realized that I never reached my destination, came looking for me.  Their joy of finding me alive was equaled by their amazement when I told them that it was a Samaritan who had saved my life.  Together we gave thanks and praise to God, and marveled at his amazing ways in caring for those who call upon his Holy name.  We then thanked the inn keeper for his care, and departed for our home.  I never again saw the man who had come to my aid in my hour of distress; I never even knew his name.  I only know that he was a Samaritan.  Therefore, from that day forward, I consider all Samaritans to by my good neighbors.  And I show to them the same love that almighty God shows to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May His name be praised and glorified now and forever.  Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1967812062237153311-1571272568425671681?l=boldwitness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/feeds/1571272568425671681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1967812062237153311&amp;postID=1571272568425671681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/1571272568425671681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/1571272568425671681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/2008/05/loving-neighbor.html' title='The Loving Neighbor'/><author><name>MarkJames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699955188104362881</uri><email>markofgod@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09156901129556530368'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967812062237153311.post-6743402297518578487</id><published>2008-05-27T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T19:18:29.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reliability of God's Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Scripture reference: Romans 8:32-39&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many times in the life of a Christian when, in the solitude of honest self-examination, the questions arises, "Have I gotten so far off the right path that God no longer loves me?  Have I done so many sinful things that I have fallen out of God's grace?"   These moments of doubt about the length and depth of God's grace are really doubts about our faith.   And in these moments of despair, we make the mistake of thinking that God is as weak and unreliable as we are.   We begin to fear that He will forget about us just at quickly and easily as we forget about Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because this crisis of doubt is neither new nor exclusive to Christians, Paul is aware that an honest man will from time to time recognize his weaknesses and infidelity.  He, therefore, seeks to reassure us with a logical argument that God's love for us is always certain; for God's love is not dependent on us. It is as the apostle John tells us in his first epistle," We love him because he first loved us" (1 John 4:19 KJV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The simple truth of mankind is that we are a calamity waiting for a time and place to happen.  Only a dishonest person would not admit to making stupid mistakes motivated by self-interests.  Only a pathologically arrogant person would believe that he is always right.  Only the most deluded person would never have feelings of inadequacy in the face of life's difficult challenges.  Even those who exude confidence and inspire others with their words and deeds have moments of doubt when they question if they have made a wrong turn, and left the security of God's love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul begins with the question, if God gave up His own Son for us, how is it he would withhold anything from us? (Romans 8:32)  He then asks who can lay any charge against the elect of God, when it is God himself who has already made them just in His eyes? (Romans 8:33)  In addition to that, since Jesus rose from the dead to take his rightful place at His Father right side, he is now there as our Heavenly attorney pleading our case and defending us before God.  With that kind of legal representation our case has already been won. (Romans 8:34)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Paul gets to the meat of the matter.  Being so loved by God that he "spared not his own Son," now standing at the Father's side defending us, who or what shall separate us from the love of God through Christ Jesus?  There is no one and nothing.  Not tribulation, distress, persecution, famine, nakedness, peril or sword. (Romans 8: 35)  Neither height, depth, or any creature (including Satan) "shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord." (Romans 8:39 KJV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Paul does not specifically mention, but implies nonetheless, is that even we cannot create a situation that can separate us from the love of God.  For God has already determined to love us with a love which is beyond human comprehension.  It is a love given to us when we were yet sinners (Romans 5:8); a love "which passeth knowledge;" (Ephesians 3:19) a love which is from the beginning of time to the end.  For God is love; and God is forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a joy, what a comfort, what a peace for those who have accepted the free gift of God's grace received his everlasting love.  Though we are weak, He is strong.  Though we doubt, He is always certain.  Though, like the prodigal son, we leave His house, He is always ready to receive us back home.  As long as we are truly repentant of our sins, and demonstrate sincere remorse for our infidelity to the one who loves us beyond all that we can know, our forgiveness, already purchased by Christ, awaits us in our Father's arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the Grace of God, the love of the Lord Jesus Christ, and the peace of the Holy Spirit be with you.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1967812062237153311-6743402297518578487?l=boldwitness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/feeds/6743402297518578487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1967812062237153311&amp;postID=6743402297518578487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/6743402297518578487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/6743402297518578487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/2008/05/reliability-of-gods-love.html' title='The Reliability of God&apos;s Love'/><author><name>MarkJames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699955188104362881</uri><email>markofgod@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09156901129556530368'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967812062237153311.post-5701715288570760225</id><published>2008-05-26T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T12:08:20.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering A Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As I sit here with his last letter to me on my lap, trying to fully absorb into my lugubrious mind what my broken heart wants to resist, I can remember as it were only last week, the very first day I met him.  The sight of his slightly bent frame topped with a somewhat overly large head with its heavily scared bald spot on top might have been both fearsome and grotesque if not for the bright eyes and broad smile which dominated the face.  And then there was that voice.  At once distracting and captivating in its almost annoying nasal sound and comforting words of love and hope.  And although his stature, appearance and speech were distinctly unspectacular, he commanded attention, exuded authoritative confidence, and warmed the heart of the listener with true unconditional compassion.  He was a man no one could ignore; always attracting a crowd, and exciting thoughts and emotions, not by his manner of speaking, but by the cosmic force of the words he spoke.  For it was clear to those of us whose hearts were touched by the pure water of the life giving message flowing from the sacred spring within his soul that he conveyed to mortal man the truths of God.  The Spirit living in him communicating with out spirits; transforming us from the  lifeless existence of our carnal beings into  new creatures filled with the exuberant and eternal energy of the Creator himself.  So changed in every aspect of heart, mind, and soul, we saw not only life in a different way, but beheld our new friend and teacher in a different light.  No longer simply uncommon and unattractive, but spectacular and beautiful.  For we saw him, not with the mind of carnal man, but through the eye of the Spirit which now dwells inside us.  The Spirit of the living God, glorified by his risen Son.   This is how I now and shall always remember my friend, Paul of Tarsus, Apostle of Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not long after my sixteenth birthday, and the Greek ceremony of leaving the life of a boy and entering into the world of men, that Paul arrived in my hometown of Lystra.  My mother, being a Jew, had begun to teach me the history of the children of Abraham once my father had died, and she had been freed from conforming to his ways.   As a result of the freedom of adulthood combined with an interest in my mother's ancestral religion, I began to associate with men who spoke, not only of the God of Abraham, but also of the promised Messiah.  I learned from them that this Savior had supposedly arrived in Jerusalem, signifying that God's kingdom had come to Earth.  It was at one of our weekly meetings that Paul and his companion first appeared, enlightening us with the Gospel of Jesus Christ.  Paul told us that, indeed, the Messiah, the Savior, the Son of God had been born, persecuted, crucified unto death, buried, and then arose to life, and ascended into Heaven.  In this way the promises made by God to Abraham, and the prophecies declared by Isaiah had been fulfilled.  And the name of this man was Jesus of Nazareth.  Born of a virgin in the city of David, Bethlehem, and baptized by the water of John the Baptist and by the Holy Spirit of God, Jesus was both the son of Man and the Son of God; come to give all men, Jews and Greeks, a path to righteousness and eternal life with God.  That way, Paul explained, was through faith, itself a gift from God, in Jesus as the Christ, born, crucified, and risen from the dead for the propitiation of sins.  By the gift of faith in Christ Jesus alone, and not by any works of Jewish Law, could all men, Jews and Greeks, enter into the Kingdom of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot fully explain in the words of ordinary man how Paul's message touched my heart more than my mind.  I can only testify that I believed what he was saying.  And I do not mean I thought what he was saying to be true; for it was not of my mind but of my soul, my very being, that I felt my spirit stir and convict me in my heart.  It was then, at that moment, that I felt what I later understood to be the Holy Spirit wash over me from head to toe with a strange but wonderful tingling stirring every nerve and muscle in my young body.  And, incredibly and most wondrously, I felt His Spirit breath into my nostrils the the breath of life.  Suddenly, as if emerging from deep sleep, I felt truly alive.  I had been re-born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know now, as my friend Paul knew, that my life is not my own, but  belongs to my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.  And I know that my days in this world are but a brief term of service in His great plan before receiving an eternal reward of life in His kingdom.  Therefore, rather than mourning the passing of my teacher and spiritual father, I rejoice and praise God for being allowed the great privilege of knowing him.  And I look forward to the day when together we shall in Heaven, as we did on Earth, give all praise, honor and glory to Almighty God in Christ Jesus.  I have no doubt that upon falling into the final sleep in this world, I shall awake in the next to be greeted by my friend Paul and my brother Jesus with a smile and the words, "Welcome home, brother Timothy.  Our Father will be pleased to receive you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May His Spirit be with you.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1967812062237153311-5701715288570760225?l=boldwitness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/feeds/5701715288570760225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1967812062237153311&amp;postID=5701715288570760225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/5701715288570760225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/5701715288570760225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/2008/05/remembering-friend.html' title='Remembering A Friend'/><author><name>MarkJames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699955188104362881</uri><email>markofgod@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09156901129556530368'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967812062237153311.post-4254431754754254869</id><published>2008-05-24T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T09:00:30.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do All Things Really Work Together for Good?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Reference scripture: Romans 8:28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the most difficult aspect of real life for preachers, theologians, and ordinary Christians to deal with is tragedy.  Whether it is some horrific mass tragedy such as the events of World War 2 and the wholesale slaughter of six-million Jews, or the personal tragedy of the sudden death of a child.  When really bad things occur we are faced with the question, if "all things work together for good to them that love God," why did this awful thing happen?  The problem is that the question itself displays a misunderstanding of, not only that particular verse of scripture, but of the totality of Pauline Theology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began thinking about this verse in connection with two recent news stories.  One dealt with a media and political controversy over the preaching of Pastor John Hagee. The other was the report of a tragic accident in the family of the Christian singer Stephen Curtis Chapman.  In the first case Pastor Hagee was trying to answer the question, how could a loving God allow the holocaust to happen; and how could those events work together for good?  In the second case, the family, friends, and ordinary people were asking, how can the death of a child be included in all things working together for good?  These are difficult question emotionally and intellectually.  However, for Paul, the answer was quite simple.  The grace of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the very core of Romans 8:28, the entire letter to the Romans, and Paul's theology and world view is the grace of God revealed to mankind through the person of Christ Jesus.  Paul teaches that we are saved by faith, and that is a gift of God through the death, burial, and resurrection of Jesus.  And it is this faith that gives believers the assurance that God, who "so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son," (John 3:16) will make the final outcome of all things good for "them that love God."  For by faith through our Lord Jesus Christ we have full access to the grace of God which gives us hope (confident expectation) in good times and tribulations; knowing that tribulation produces cheerful endurance; and that produces trustiness; and that produces confidence.  By faith in God through Christ Jesus we can be confident then, that God who loves us so much that he sacrificed his son to pay the debt of our sins will, in the end, bless us beyond all our expectations.  (Ephesians 3:20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The important thing to remember is that it is all the events in the life of a believer that work together to produce confident expectation, cheerful endurance, and trust and confidence in God to include us in His glory as a part of His kingdom as full heirs with Christ Jesus in the final day.  It is not any one event, any one occurrence, or any one deed that demonstrates God's grace.  It is the totality of the events of our life, and how we demonstrate our faith in God during those events which work together to produce the great good at the end of life.  It is the final reward of spending eternity in peace with our Heavenly Father and our adopted brother Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should also remember that bad events never means that we have lost God's love, or that he has temporarily suspended His love for us.  This is the mistake about God exhibited in the question, "Why, if God loves me and knows I love Him, did He let this awful thing happen?"  That question betrays a suspicion that perhaps God does not really love us; or He thinks we do not love Him enough.  This is simply wrong thinking, and so a lack of understanding of God's grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul deals with this question in Romans 8:38-39.  When he says that he is persuaded that nothing can separate us from the love of God, " which is in Christ Jesus our Lord, he is saying that he believes that nothing that happens in life means we have somehow been cut off from God's love for us.  For Paul is cheerfully confident that the God who sacrificed His Son out of love for man never suspends His love for those who have accepted His free gift of salvation which come by faith in Christ Jesus.  The fact that we face tribulations does not, therefore, mean that God has stopped loving us.  The fact that some horrific event occurs does not indicate that we have been separated from the love of God.  Paul is certain, and seeks to assure us, that at no time are we separated from God's love for us.  And in the end, those whose faith endures no matter what they experience, will receive a reward far greater than anything mortal man could every achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore,  when bad things happen, we should not ask why God did it or let it happen.  We should praise God that He has given us the gift of his grace to have faith in Him through Christ Jesus; so that we may stand firm in the fullness of that grace, with confidence that God will fulfill His promise to us.  And in the end, all things will work together for our good; not because we love God, but because He loved us first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the grace of God, the love of the Lord Jesus Christ, and the peace of the Holy Spirit be with you.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1967812062237153311-4254431754754254869?l=boldwitness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/feeds/4254431754754254869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1967812062237153311&amp;postID=4254431754754254869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/4254431754754254869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/4254431754754254869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/2008/05/do-all-things-really-work-together-for.html' title='Do All Things Really Work Together for Good?'/><author><name>MarkJames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699955188104362881</uri><email>markofgod@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09156901129556530368'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967812062237153311.post-6379644793366206006</id><published>2008-05-23T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T06:17:57.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Memorial Day Special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today too many people look around and, wringing their hands, say, "So many problems; how are we going to solve all of these problems?"  They need to be reminded that life is not a series of problems to be solved, but a series of adventures.  And what are we as Americans if not lovers of adventure.  From that first adventure of crossing the Atlantic in a tiny ship called the Mayflower, to the adventures of crossing ragging rivers, vast plains, and towering mountains to settle this land; and then on to the greatest adventure of them all, putting a man on the Moon, we have proven ourselves to be a people who do not look at a set of challenges and say, "Oh, so many problems;" but instead say, "An adventure?!  Yeeha, let's go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we face some challenging adventures.  The adventure of maintaining our security, culture, and way of life so that future generations can have the same opportunities the founding Fathers had to be all that God intended them to be.  The adventure of creating a population of healthy citizens who rely on a healthy diet, a healthy lifestyle, and a healthy mind-set, rather than on doctors and pharmaceuticals.  And the adventure of creating a well educated population which has more than just an understanding of math and science, but also understands ethics and aesthetics, so that the people will know what is truly good and beautiful in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are challenging adventure filled with many difficulties.  But should any among us say, "Can we really do all these things," let them remember that we are the ones who made it through the Donner Pass, built the Panama Canal, and put men on the Moon.  We are Americans; there is nothing we cannot do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as we face the great adventures before us, may the God of our forefathers abide with us and guide us.  May he armor us with courage, cloak us with compassion, endow us with wisdom, and lead us always in His peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Memorial Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1967812062237153311-6379644793366206006?l=boldwitness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/feeds/6379644793366206006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1967812062237153311&amp;postID=6379644793366206006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/6379644793366206006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/6379644793366206006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/2008/05/adventure.html' title='Adventure'/><author><name>MarkJames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699955188104362881</uri><email>markofgod@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09156901129556530368'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967812062237153311.post-998795361014678183</id><published>2008-05-22T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T06:27:41.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Love of God - Food for a Hungry Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Scripture reference: 1 John 4:7-12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I had the great pleasure of hearing the testimony of a fifteen year old boy at the church I am a member of.  He revealed that he came from a home where, for whatever reason, he did not feel a great deal of love.  For that reason, he had a hunger for love in his heart.  It was the thing missing from his life.  It was the thing he was seeking, without really knowing that was the source of his emptiness.  By the grace of God he was led to our young congregation when it was just a house church meeting in the pastor's home.  There this young man found what his heart had been seeking.  He was immediately fed the love of God.  It was in that way this young man was led to Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In verse 8 of our reference scripture we are told that "God is love."  The way the old Greek language works is different from modern American English.  Therefore this simple phrase actually convey a deeper revelation of how God lives, and how we are to live.  The statement "God is love" means that God's nature, the core of His being which motivates all of his behavior, is love.  God is a loving being who does everything he does out of love.  He creates out of love.  He gives life out of love.  He rules by love.  He judges by love.  A person is known by their nature as revealed by their actions.  In this way, God is known and His nature is revealed by His love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should not be a mystery to any one that all humans need love.  After all, if we are created in the image of God, whose very nature is love, then it follows that our nature would need love to be complete.  And when that element is missing, we feel incomplete, and seek something to makes us feel whole.  Some seek power; some seek wealth; some seek sex; some seek nothing and submerge into  isolation and loneliness.  But all men need love to be complete, or perfect, as the Bible states it.  And that perfection comes from knowing God.  For when we know God, we know that perfect love our nature needs to be whole and complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because God loves us, He wants us to be complete, to be the perfect being He intended us to be when He originally created Adam.  That is why Jesus commanded us to love.  We are to love each other; we are to love our neighbors; we are to love our enemies; we are to love God.  Living in love and doing every thing we do in love is the only way we can conform our nature to that of God and become complete.  It is the only way to perfection.  To conform to the love of God as revealed to us and demonstrated to us by God's only Son, Christ Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus told Peter that if he loved Jesus he should feed His sheep.  (John 21:15)  In Matthew 25:35 Jesus indicates that those He will consider among the righteous are the ones who fed the hungry.  This admonition should not be interpreted only in a physical sense.  For Jesus himself tells us that man does not live by bread alone. (Matthew 4:4)  We are also to feed men's natural heart hunger for love; understanding that our fellow men can never be whole and complete without that love which comes from God through Christ Jesus.  And it is our duty to distribute that life giving food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As God is Spirit and man is mortal or carnal, we cannot truly experience and share God's love unless we have the Spirit of God in us.  This is why Jesus told the apostles that He would ask His Father to send the Holy Spirit to us.  And it is why everyone who wants to have his hunger for love fed, must be reborn and baptized with the Holy Spirit.  In our mortal nature, we cannot know God.  Therefore we cannot receive His life giving love, and share it with others.  It is only by asking Jesus to take away our mortal life and give us the life He came to provide us with that we can then know God, and be filled with His love through His Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is the food of the heart.  It is necessary for real life.  It is God's love that provides abundant life; eternal life.  It is God's love that all men need to be complete and whole.  Love is the element of God's nature which, when it becomes part of our nature, makes us one with God.  It is the element by which God creates and gives life.  It makes those who are born again new creations, and empowers them to call the dead to life.  God's love is the source of all life.  Without it, there is no real life; only dead existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us live a life conformed to God, having His love as our nature.  Let us be motivated in everything we do by the love of God as revealed to us through Christ Jesus.  In this way we become instruments of His creating, life giving power.  The power of God's love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the love of God live in your heart and guide your ways.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1967812062237153311-998795361014678183?l=boldwitness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/feeds/998795361014678183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1967812062237153311&amp;postID=998795361014678183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/998795361014678183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/998795361014678183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/2008/05/love-of-god-food-for-hungry-heart.html' title='The Love of God - Food for a Hungry Heart'/><author><name>MarkJames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699955188104362881</uri><email>markofgod@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09156901129556530368'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967812062237153311.post-7216181733362962834</id><published>2008-05-20T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T07:49:59.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obedience, Not Sacrifice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Scripture reference: 1 Samuel 15:22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many Christians believe the way to please God is to give up or sacrifice certain things in their lives.  The idea is that giving up, refraining from, or sacrificing certain activities or elements of life shows one's devotion and obedience to God.  However, this scripture states specifically that God does not equate sacrifice with obedience.  What God considers obedience is doing exactly what He says to do; not coming up with things to not do as a way of showing obedience.  And God does not buy any worldly reasoning that our ideas of showing our devotion to God should be as acceptable to Him and obeying His commands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us observe what the Lord God Almighty tells us through His prophet, Isaiah.  "I am sick of your sacrifices.  Don't bring me any more of them. ... Who wants your sacrifices when you have no sorrow for your sins? ... Your holy celebrations of the new moon and the Sabbath, and your special days for fasting - even your most pious meetings - all are frauds!  I want nothing more to do with them.  I hate them all; I can't stand the sight of them." (Isaiah 1:11-14 TLB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this passage God gets to the heart of His real objective.  He wants sincere contrite hearts truly repentant of our sins.  He wants to see that we are fully aware of how our sinful behavior has hurt Him, and are filled with sorrow because of that knowledge.  In short, God, who looks into a man's heart, wants to know that we really love Him so much that we hurt in our heart when we do not do as He commands us.  Simply performing certain rituals, like going to church and saying grace before a meal, and not doing certain things, like drinking alcohol or dancing, does not meet with God's approval.  It does not show Him that we are sorrowful for our disobedience to Him; and it does not show that we are following His commands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the question arises, just what does God command us to do?  How can we show our obedience to Him?  The answers to these questions can be found quite easily in the scriptures.  All we need to do is turn to the teachings of Jesus as presented in the gospels.  We need look no further than the words of Christ while he was among us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When can start with the Sermon on the Mount as recorded in Matthew chapters 5 through 7.  In the beginning of that great sermon Jesus tells us that we are the salt of the Earth.  What does that mean?  Well, salt was and is still used to cure and preserve meat.  A modern cured and smoked ham has a salty taste because it is first soak for several days in a salt water solution, and then smoked.  Salting meat and fish to preserve it is still done all over the world today.  So Jesus is telling us that we are to be the element in the which world cures and preserves the souls of men.  And if we do not do that, then we are useless, and shall be cast out of the kingdom of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Jesus tells us that we are to be a light in the world.   We are to be a transmitter of the light of God's glory.  His light is to shine through us to all the world, so that those who are living in the darkness of not knowing God may find their way into his redeeming light.  And how do we do this?  By our deeds; by the way we live every day life.  It is by always having a kind word for everyone we encounter; by offering a helping hand whenever the opportunity arises; by comforting sorrow, and nursing the sick; by feeding the hungry and welcoming the stranger.  In these ways we are obeying God's commands.  This is a true demonstration of our heart felt devotion to Him.  It is in these ways that we offer a worship to God which he finds pleasing and acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most clear set of commands from God concerning our behavior in regular, daily life, and a sign of our true devotion to and worship of God, can be found in Matthew 25:334-40.  In this passage Jesus tells us exactly what is expected of us.  We are to feed the hungry, give drink to those who thirst, care for the sick, and visit the imprisoned.  In these ways Jesus says we are caring for Him.  It is those who obey these simple instructions Christ calls righteous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should be noted what Jesus does not say.  He does not say that we are to perform any rituals, observe any specials days, dress a certain way, listen to a certain type of music, or forbid certain activities.  And the reason should be obvious.  In feeding others, quenching the thirst of others, caring for others, and visiting others in distress, we are putting others first.  We are putting the needs of others before our own wants and concerns.  This is the central theme of all of the teachings of Jesus.  For by putting those whom God loves first in our life, we are putting God first in our life.  Conversely, when we make rituals and rules that please us and make us feel religious the most important elements in our life, we are putting ourself first.  We are putting our need to feel pious in the center of our life; and that is God's place.  He wants to be in the center of our life, because He has made us first in His life.  We are His central focus; therefore, God should always be the central focus of our life.  And we make Him the central focus of life by following the few simple commands He has given us through our Savior Christ Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul admonishes us to be as Christ.  He tells us to remember that Jesus willingly gave up all the privileges of being the Son of God to serve the hungry, thirsty, sick, and imprisoned. We, therefore, are to follow Christ's example, and do as He did.  Paul tells us that doing so is our true worship of God through Christ.  By doing as Jesus instructed in Matthew 25:34-40 we are obeying God's commands and giving Him the worship and glory He is due.  This is the sign of true obedience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the grace of God, the love of the Lord Jesus Christ, and the peace of the Holy Spirit be with you.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1967812062237153311-7216181733362962834?l=boldwitness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/feeds/7216181733362962834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1967812062237153311&amp;postID=7216181733362962834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/7216181733362962834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/7216181733362962834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/2008/05/obedience-not-sacrifice.html' title='Obedience, Not Sacrifice'/><author><name>MarkJames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699955188104362881</uri><email>markofgod@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09156901129556530368'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967812062237153311.post-3254351453517613117</id><published>2008-05-17T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T05:41:29.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God Brings Life Out of Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Scripture reference: Ezekiel 37:1-14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this scripture refers directly to God restoring Old Covenant Israel, it is an allegory of God filling the born again Christian with His Holy Spirit, having brought the spiritually dead back to life through the savior Christ Jesus.  It tells us clearly and plainly that, no matter how long a person has been dead in spirit, even long enough to make a person nothing more than a bag of dried bones, His Spirit can restore life to the vigor of a great army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scripture can also been seen as a sign that God can and will raise up a wayward Church; restoring it to real Christian life, by pouring upon it His Holy Spirit.  This is something that is surely needed today; and something that should give all who are concerned for the modern Church hope.  For it could be said that many of the groups around the United States called churches are nothing more than collections of dried, old bones.  Lifeless and motionless, they sit disconnected from one another in what should be an active field of battle against the enemy.  Christian in name only, there is no sign of the life of the risen Christ; no carrying of his teachings to all the world; no feeding the hungry, clothing the naked, visiting those in prison, caring for the sick, comforting the sorrowful, or teaching the things which Jesus taught.  Instead there is political action preaching against abortion and gay rights, or secular guru teachings about having a good marriage or an organized life, or prosperity preaching about how to live a materially rich life style.  All of which is popular with those who are worldly wise, but have nothing of the life of Christ in them.  The churches who engage in such socially relevant preaching are as spiritually dead as a field of dried old bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who wring their hands and bemoan this condition of the modern Church, this passage of scripture brings hope and assurance.  It tells us that not only can God restore life to his dead Church, He will.  He will call leaders to whom He gives his Word to proclaim life among the dead.  And He will pour out His Spirit on currently dead churches, bringing them back to life.  And not a passive life; but an active life of vigorous service to the living Lord, fighting His battles and displaying His greatness and glory.  God will use those who will commit themselves to Him just as He used Ezekiel to proclaim His message of promise to a beat down and scattered Israel.  God will call His Church to life, and empower it to go forth into the world and accomplish His mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have been discouraged and depressed over the current condition of the American Church, cheer up.  God has not and will not forget and forsake His Church.  He will call leaders just as He called Ezekiel.  And He will pour out His Holy Spirit upon the dead dried bones of local congregations.  God will give new life to old churches that have been languishing in secular guruism and prosperity preaching.  He will raise up His people, those called according to His purpose, and fill them with His Spirit, that they might go forth and do His work.  They will teach what Jesus taught; they will live the way the Acts 2 Church lived; they will be the true living body of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can all be a part of this re-birth of the Church in America.  All that is needed is for each of us to follow the example of the prophet Isaiah as recorded in Isaiah 6:8: "Also I heard the voice of the Lord, saying, Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?  Then said I, Here am I; send me."  Let us each let the Lord know that we are ready to fill Ezekiel's role, and call dried bones to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the God of new life be with you.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1967812062237153311-3254351453517613117?l=boldwitness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/feeds/3254351453517613117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1967812062237153311&amp;postID=3254351453517613117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/3254351453517613117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/3254351453517613117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/2008/05/god-brings-life-out-of-death.html' title='God Brings Life Out of Death'/><author><name>MarkJames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699955188104362881</uri><email>markofgod@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09156901129556530368'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967812062237153311.post-3068991935593825227</id><published>2008-05-15T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T08:17:22.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Things To the Glory of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scripture reference: 1 Corinthians 10:31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the apostle Paul was teaching the young church how to live the Christian life, he emphasized that worship was not a ritualistic act performed in a certain place at a certain time, but was a matter of performing all the acts of normal life in a manner which gives praise, thanks, and glory to God.  This is a reflection and extension of what Jesus said to the Samaritan woman at the well when he told her, "God is a Spirit: and they that worship him must worship him in spirit and truth."  He was indicating to the woman (and us) that, even though man has been worshiping God through rituals, such as sacrifices, the day was at hand when the proper form of worship would be a state of mind which is continuously conscience of giving glory to God.  Not just at a special time and place, but always in every aspect of daily life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul gives specific examples of living life to the glory of God throughout his epistles.  Whether in speech or work (Colossians 3:17), eating or drinking (1 Corinthians 10:31), as employee or boss (Ephesians 6:5-9), we are to do everything "as unto Christ" (Ephesians 6:5) to the glory of God.  Because God has already told man through Isaiah that he is not interested in the blood of sacrifices, or the smell of incense and burnt offerings, and the  observing of seasons and feasts. (Isaiah 1:11-14)  What God desires from man is a regular lifestyle that honors him.  It is how we treat one another, orphans and widows, strangers and travelers, those who are sick or in prison that matters to God.  Not rituals and rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible instructs us that sin is not just stealing or lying or coveting or committing adultery, it is refusing to acknowledge that God is the creator and author of all things.  Sin is a refusal to give God thanks and praise for everything that is.  Sin is the absence of giving God the glory He is due in everything we do.  This is done by putting our attention "on things above, not on things on the earth." (Colossians 3:2)  That means that we should think about how what we are doing, no matter what it is, will serve and please God, displaying his greatness and glory, rather than focusing on how it will benefit us.  If our focus is on God in all we do, then we will be giving Him the kind of service and worship He desires.  He will be pleased, and we will be blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we perform the tasks of daily life, we should remember Paul's admonition that "whatever is not faith is sin." (Romans 14:23)   What Paul is telling us is that we should not consider an act, a way of doing something, or something we refrain from doing which is based on doctrines or teaching of man to be an act of worship and glorifying God.  Simply saying, "I do this because my religion says it is what I am supposed to do," does not qualify as an act of faith; and therefore it does not qualify as living to the glory of God.  Our actions and deeds must be founded in true faith in Christ Jesus and his teachings if they are to glorify God.  Here again we see the need to put our attention "on things above, not on things on the earth."  Our motivation needs to come to us from God through Jesus via the Holy Spirit if our daily life is to be a reflection of the power, grace, and glory of God.  It is His spirit that must be the motivating and guiding force in our lives, not the desires, teachings, and objectives of man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living ordinary daily life with all its cares and difficulties in a way that honors God in all things is not really a difficult task if we remember just how powerful the grace of God and the love of Jesus are.  As long as we have that power which comes to us through faith, we can accomplish anything.  Remember the words Jesus spoke to his disciples, "with God all things are possible." (Matthew 19:26)  As long as we go through our normal day with our thoughts focused on God rather than on the things of this world, His Holy Spirit will be with us.  He will lead us in His ways, the our Father which art in heaven me be honored and glorified in all that we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the grace of God be with you, guide you in all that you do, and give you His peace.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1967812062237153311-3068991935593825227?l=boldwitness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/feeds/3068991935593825227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1967812062237153311&amp;postID=3068991935593825227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/3068991935593825227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/3068991935593825227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/2008/05/all-things-to-glory-of-god.html' title='All Things To the Glory of God'/><author><name>MarkJames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699955188104362881</uri><email>markofgod@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09156901129556530368'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967812062237153311.post-276415694812868377</id><published>2008-05-13T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T09:13:42.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Triumph of the Youngest Son</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Scripture references: Judges 9, 1 Samuel 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are the youngest male child in your family, or if you are male with several older brothers, you know what boys in that family position have gone through for all of man's history.  Being the baby brother can mean getting a lot of attention; it can also mean getting left out at times.  It can put a boy in a position of favor with adults; and it can cause a boy to be envied and resented by his older siblings.  Being the youngest boy can have advantages and disadvantages.  It can mean being the most favored in mom and dad's eyes, and the least favored in the eyes of the older brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to look at two stories from the Old Testament concerning the youngest brother in a family, and how God raises up the youngest boy to demonstrate His glory.  They are the story of Jotham, the youngest son of Gideon.  And the story of David, the youngest son of Jesse.  In each of these two lives God shows how the ways and wisdom of Man are not His.  For God does not care about birth order as man does, but about the heart and spirit of a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of Jotham is a sad tale with a just end.  One of his older step-brother's, Abimelech,  decided that he wanted to be the ruler after Gideons death.  So he decided to kill all of his other brothers.  The only boy who escaped the mass slaughter was the youngest, Jotham.  He was able to hide and save himself.  Afterwards, Jotham proclaimed a curse on Abimelech and all those who followed him.  In the end, the curse was fulfilled, and  Abimelech was killed  and his followers suffered.  The youngest son triumphed in the end, not because of his own strength, but because of God's justice toward the righteous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second story, that of the young shepherd boy who became King of Israel, is well known.  Young David was left alone to watch the family's herd of sheep, while all the older boys went off to fight with King Saul.  But God was displeased with Saul and sought to anoint a new King.  So He sent his prophet, Samuel, to the house of Jesse to seek the new King.  And much to his own surprise, as well as the surprise of everyone else, it was not the oldest and best looking of Jesse's son whom God choose, but the youngest son.  And it was this youngest son who triumphed over the giant Goliath, and conquered many peoples and lands, and brought greatness to Israel, and glory to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the Bible God teaches us that His ways are not like ours.  He does not value the things we find important.  The people God chooses to raise up in world to show his greatness and glory are often the youngest, or poorest, or despised of common men.  When choosing the followers of Jesus, He choose common fishermen and a publican.  When spreading the gospel to all the world, He choose Saul, a persecutor of the church; someone no man would have chosen to be a spokesman for Jesus Christ.  And Paul's followers and great leaders of the early Church, like Aquila and Pirscilla, were mostly common men and women.  In this way, God makes it clear that it is His power, wisdom and grace which are displayed to the world; therefore no man or nation may boast of their own power and accomplishments.  That is the reason God told Gideon to take only three-hundred men into battle against Israel's enemy.  So that Israel would not be able to boast of their great victory, but God would receive glory and honor before all men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are the youngest son or daughter, or the weakest or smallest in your group, or perhaps the poorest and least attractive, remember how God quite often raises up such as these to show forth his mighty power and glory to all the world.  By forgetting about what man values and placing your faith in God, you can share in his glory and be blessed far above those whom man considers greater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the peace and blessings of God be with you.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1967812062237153311-276415694812868377?l=boldwitness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/feeds/276415694812868377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1967812062237153311&amp;postID=276415694812868377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/276415694812868377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1967812062237153311/posts/default/276415694812868377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boldwitness.blogspot.com/2008/05/triumph-of-youngest-son.html' title='The Triumph of the Youngest Son'/><author><name>MarkJames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699955188104362881</uri><email>markofgod@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09156901129556530368'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1967812062237153311.post-3398399709736669973</id><published>2008-05-07T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T10:32:13.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The True Witness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Scripture reference: Exodus 20:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ninth Commandment can easily be collapsed to, "Thou shalt not lie."  Which can then be expanded to mean lying with speech and behavior.  For everyone knows that as a picture is worth a thousand words, our actions speak louder than words.  And if our actions contradict the words we speak, it is alway our actions which are believed.  Therefore, we break the Ninth Commandment both when we bare false witness about ourselves with words that do not match our deeds, and bare false witness against Christ when are deeds do not match His teachings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people accused Jesus of being a servant of the Devil, he responded by pointing to his behavior.  Jesus often called people to consider his actions and the things he did as proof that he was sent by God.  And when Paul responded to his critics, he always reminded them of how he and his associates conducted themselves.  Both Jesus and Paul relied on their actions more than their words to prove their servitude to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no doubt that when God commanded His people to no bare false witness against each other, He did so because He knew that it would reflect badly on Him.  And is this not exactly what happens when Christians behave in a manner others outside the Church know contradicts the teachings of the Bible?  Is it not God and Jesus who suffer the most loss when some one claiming to be a Christian behaves in a manner contrary to his words?  Is it not the Church, the body of Christ, that is injured when one of its members, by his behavior, bares false witness against the Church?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The news of the land too often contains a report of some minister doing something everyone knows the Bible speaks against.  Whether it be a minister chasing after money and living a lavish lifestyle, or a minister having an affair with a gay man, or a minister using his pulpit to speak hatred toward some group, the false witness these men make is more against the gospel of Jesus Christ than it is against themselves.  And it is how these men behave which attracts the attention of the public; much more so than anything they say.  As a result, it is the behavior of these false witnesses which dominates the minds of someone a faithful witness speaks the Word of truth to.  So the truthful witness also suffers from the negative perception of him planted in the lost sheep's mind by the false witness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we correctly interpret the Ninth Commandment as forbidding the telling of lies about another, we need to remember that God, Jesus, and the Church count as "another."  And we need to remember that we are constantly being watched; our behavior is constantly being scrutinized.  We are always making a witness and giving testimony even when there are no words coming out of our mouth.  The giving or withholding of a smile; the holding or not holding of a door; having a beer or a cigarette in our hand; the magazine we look at while standing in line at the checkout; the too tight or too baggy pants we are wearing.  In all of these silent ways and many others we present a witness loud and clear.  And whenever our non-verbal testimony is contrary to our words, it is our behavior which will have prominence.  Our verbal witness will be ignored as false.  For ultimately, people hear better with their eyes than with their ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, let us go forth and bare no false witness against our Heavenly Father and our master, Jesus Christ, by our behavior.  Let us strive to give a true testimony to the love of the Father and the Son, and our obedience to their teachings with our every action.  And may God be glorified by both our words and deeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the grace of God, the love of Jesus Christ, and the peace of the Holy Spirit be with you.  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