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| "God rest ye merry gentlemen, let nothing you dismay.
Remember Christ our Saviour was born on Christmas day
To save us all from Satan's power when we were gone astray...
O, tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
O, tidings of comfort and joy."
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| Questions of Faith
Bethany's most recent post has inspired questions about faith to my heart. What kind of a faith do I have?
What kind of a faith do you have?
After reading her essay, I listened to a sermon online that I missed from this past Sunday night, at my church in London, All-Soul's. The pastor is Rico Tice and the subject is sanctification.
Text: Romans 8:28-30.
SanctificationSermon
If you've got about 30 minutes to spare (and believe me, I know it's hard to spare) I really recommend giving this a listen.
Afterall, why does God cause all things to work together for the good of those who love Him?
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| this is funny:
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| "It's not hard to know what you're thinking
When you look down on me now
Your trance of love is seeking
To turn this world around
But in my state of blind confusion
No God can pull me out
I see your love is willing
To turn me inside out
And then I see you there
The lonely tears I cry
I wish they'd release me
It's in despair that I find faith
Summon the night to bow down to day
When ignorance is bliss
Save me from myself
Chorus:
And then I see You there
With Your arms open wide and You try to embrace me
These lonely tears I cry
They keep me in chains and I wish they'd release me
Cold is the night but
Colder still is the heart made of stone, turned from clay
And if you follow me
You'll see all the black, all the white fade to grey
Fade to grey
Fade to grey"
~Jars of Clay.
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| "To you, I would give the world.
To you, I'd never be cold."
"You understand my thought from afar......
You scrutinize my path and my lying down,
And are intimately acquainted with all my ways.
Behold, O Lord, You know it all.
You have enclosed me behind and before,
And laid Your hand on me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;
It is too high, I cannot attain to it!
Where can I go from Your Spirit? Or where can I flee from Your presence?
If I ascend to heaven, You are there;
If I made my bed in Sheol, behold You are there!
If I take the wings of the dawn, If I dwell in the remotest part of the sea, Even there Your hand will lead me, and Your right hand will lay hold of me.
If I say, "Surely the darkness will overwhelm me, And the light around me will be night," Even the darkness is not dark to You, And the night is as bright as the day.
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I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Wonderful are Your works, And my soul knows it very well.
How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God! How vast is the sum of them! If I should count them, they would outnumber the sand. When I awake, I am still with you."
Psalm 139
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