Charles was no stranger to prison life. This was
the third time he had been incarcerated in less than 2 years. The police
knew him well.
Sharing a cell with drug users, thieves,
rapists, and murderers, Charles was considered, according to Nepalese
law, the worst of criminals. He had been arrested again and again for
converting Buddhists and Hindus to Christianity. Anyone who was caught
baptizing a new believer would be sentenced to death.
On the king's birthday, Charles was
released from prison and he returned to his small house nestled in the
foothills of the Himalayan Mountains. His American friend Rick arrived
as planned. They sat over a rickety table enjoying their bowls of rice
with steamy vegetables, and gave thanks to the Lord for Charles' deliverance
once more from jail. Then they discussed their next mission to bring
the light of the gospel
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..."...he walked to the front of the boat and shouted,
'I'm the king of the WORLD!!' Two thousand years before that line in the
movie, Titanic, there was also a man. A man that was literally the King...Yet
how did we treat him? With respect? With adoration? Or with hate and rejectiveness?"
.....The summer had been long and tiresome. Farm work was hard and the
once soft Kentucky soil was dry and cracked, as though a tremor had shook
the area. After a hard working day, I would often stay outside until the
moon climbed high and the stars shyly sparkled. Sometimes I lay on the
bank of our pond, watching the wonders beyond our world, while my dogs,
Lassie and King, would playfully tug at my jeans. Some nights we'd wrestle,
and others we would just sit in a big heap of fur and flesh - gazing at
distant worlds.
My routine was a simple one - hard work during the day, calm and peaceful
rest at night - but I knew it wouldn't last long. The previous year I
had
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I saw them hang Love on a tree.
I saw them brutalize and hurt Him badly.
I saw them slap, curse, and spit in His face.
But, Love remained Love and never did He retaliate.
Love stood as a lamb. He stood gentle, humble, and calm.
Love stayed silent, Love stayed still, even when His blood was about
to be spilled.
Love did not think evil when He was wrongfully chastised.
Instead, Love expressed more love and humiliated Pride.
Why did Love do all of this for such a wretched people?
And why did He suffer such trouble?
why did Love send Love to die on a tree?
The answer is simple. Love had a deep affectionate Love for you and
me.
Now before I break off, and before I end, let me reveal the name of
Love, my friend.
His name is Jesus; God's Revelation of Love to men.
I was walking home one day alone from the bus stop when
I heard footsteps behind me. I turned to look and nothing was there.
I prayed and said "Lord, guide me home safely and lead my footsteps".
I heard the footsteps once again behind me. I turned around and saw
a man behind me. I ran all the way home and slammed the door behind
me.
I was watching the 11:00 o'clock news later that night
when I saw the same man posted for rape and murder of a 15 year old
girl...the same age as me. I called the police immediately and told
them my story. When they caught the man they asked why he didn't attack
me too...his reply was simple..."why would I attack her when she had
a man walking right beside her".
The police turned to me and asked," I thought you said
you were alone" I said, "I guess I was wrong."
No matter what kind of predicament you may face, God is
always there by your side. I was saf
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A lighthouse guides, A lighthouse warns of rocks, reefs, and currents. A lighthouse serves as a beacon, A beacon to guide others safely into port.
A lighthouse is built from strong material, And reinforced with even stronger materials, So that it may stand up to the all that may happen to it. A lighthouse may vary in size, shape, or color.
A lighthouse gives off a light for all, A light that will be bent by a lens into a powerful central beam, So that it may shine a bright light to all things around it. There is a keeper lives in the lighthouse,
To keep it clean and maintain it, So that it may be tall and strong. For a lighthouse
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Let me tell you the story of how I let Jesus into my heart.
You see, before I met Jesus, my heart was a horrible place to be. The stench of hate was everywhere, and you just couldn't get rid of the smell of bitterness. Envy was strewn all over the floor, and there were spots of jealousy all over the walls. Worse, it was cluttered with anxiety and you couldn't walk very far before tripping on some form of burden or other. It was really such a mess. There were stains of sin on everything, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't wash those stains away. You can imagine the state I was in. Everyday, coming home to a heart like this. Sure, some days you could actually tolerate living in such an e
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