From the banks of Burcham Creek…
Birthday
Edition
Today
I celebrated at
One
of my happy places…
Swinging
the clubs made
4
nice putts.
Thankful
for my family
My
work family at N.A.L.
My
friends and Church
family
at Hendrix Chapel.
Most
of all I am thankful for
Jesus
Christ and the salvation
We
have through Him…
To
God be the glory!
-
Hayden Childs
Servant
of Jesus Christ
***
Fifty
Years in One Sentence…
A
young preacher,
bending
over an aged minister who was dying,
said
to him,
“Give
me some word, my brother,
that
will be a help to me after you are gone.”
The
aged minister looked up with an earnest expression,
and
seemed to pack a whole half century of experience
into
a single sentence.
“Hurry
up, my brother, and preach the Gospel!” “Go”
***
Where
Is He?
On
a tombstone in the Isle of Wight are these words…
“Man
dieth and wasteth away;
yea,
man giveth up the ghost,
and
where is he?”
Would you like this on yours?
“Where
is He?”
Job
asked the same question…
“But
man dies and is laid away;
Indeed
he breathes his last
And
where is he? (Job 14:10)
If
a man dies, shall he live again?
All
the days of my hard service
I
will wait,
Till
my change comes.
You
shall call,
And
I will answer You;
You
shall desire the
Work
of Your hands”
(Job
14:14-15).
***
Friend,
No one is hopeless whose hope is in God.
-
Anonymous
***
Abraham
Lincoln,
had as a motto…
“I
am not bound to win, but I am bound to be true.
I
am not bound to succeed,
but
I am bound to live up to the light I have.”
“While
you have the light, believe in the light” (Jn.12:36).
***
Dr.
Chas. Wm. Elliott,
for
forty years president of Harvard University,
when
he had celebrated his 90th birthday,
gave
these maxims…
“How to live long… Go to Church.
Give
your mind exercise as well as your body…
really
think.
Exercise
regularly, eat in moderation,
take
a full allowance of sleep.
Avoid
indulgence in luxuries and habitual use
of
any drug whatsoever…
not
only of alcohol, but of tobacco, tea, and coffee.”
The
Divine recipe in (Eph.6:3) is shorter.
***
William. Cowper, the poet, sums up
thus…
“The Cross, once seen, is death to
every vice,
Else He that hung there, suffered all
His pain,
Bled, groaned, and agonized, and died,
in vain.”
“Glory... save in the Cross”
(Gal.6:14).
Samuel
L. Clemens,
better
known by his penname of “Mark Twain,”
the
world-famed American humorist,
after
a long life of seventy-five years,
on
22nd April, 1910,
he
was called to face the last great enemy
Just
before he died he signaled to his daughter to
reach
him his spectacles and his favorite book…
Carlyle’s
“French Revolution…
which
she at once gave him.
Scarcely
had he adjusted the spectacles and
opened
the volume,
when
he lay back upon his pillow and passed from
time
into eternity.
Would
you like to close your days on earth with
your
eyes resting on the pages of some of the books
of
earth or on the lines of “the Book of books” …
lines
which have brought comfort and cheer in the
dying
hour to countless numbers of the sons of men?
“It
is appointed” (Heb.9:27)
Friend,
What
book would you ask your children to bring
you
on your death bed?
What
is YOUR favorite book?
Think
about it?
***
Dr.
Chalmers,
the
famous Scottish divine,
said…
“Live
for something!
Do
good and leave behind you a monument of virtue
that
the storm of time can never destroy.
Write
your name in kindness, love,
and
mercy on the hearts of the thousands you
encounter
year by year,
and
you will never be forgotten.
Your
name, your deeds,
will
be as legible on the hearts you leave behind as
the
stars on the brow of evening.
Good
deeds will shine as the stars of Heaven”
(Dan.12:3;
Matt.13:43).
***
When
you let God’s love fill your heart,
it
will show on your face.
-
Anonymous
***
"Not Growing Old"
They say that I am growing old;
I've heard them tell it times untold,
In language plain and bold—
But I'm not growing old.
This frail shell in which I dwell
Is growing old, I know full well—
But I am not the shell.
What if my hair is turning gray?
Gray hairs are honorable, they say.
What if my eyesight's growing dim?
I still can see to follow Him
Who sacrificed His life for me
Upon the cross of Calvary.
What should I care if Time's old plow
Has left its furrows on my brow?
Another house, not made with hand,
Awaits me in the Glory Land.
What though I falter in my walk?
What though my tongue refuse to talk?
I still can tread the narrow way,
I still can watch and praise and pray.
My hearing may not be as keen
As in the past it may have been,
Still, I can hear my Savior say,
In whispers soft, "This is the way."
The outward man, do what I can
To lengthen out this life's short span,
Shall perish, and return to dust,
As everything in nature must.
The inward man, the Scriptures say,
Is growing stronger every day.
Then how can I be growing old
When safe within my Savior’s fold?
Ere long my soul shall fly away
And leave this tenement of clay;
This robe of flesh I'll drop, and rise
To seize the "everlasting prize."
I'll meet you on the street of gold,
And prove that I'm not growing old.
- John E. Roberts
***
“The
best is yet to be.”
–
James Stowers
***
Our
Greatest Need…
If
our greatest need had been information,
God
would have sent us an educator.
If
your greatest need had been technology,
God
would have sent us a scientist.
If our greatest need had been money,
God
would have sent us an economist.
If our greatest need had been pleasure,
God
would have sent us an entertainer.
But our greatest need was forgiveness,
So,
God sent us a Savior.
-
Anonymous
***
Christ,
Who He Wasn’t…
He
was not a doctor…
Yet
he cured all manner of sickness
He
was not a lawyer…
But
he explained all the principles of the law
He
was not a writer…
But
he inspired men to write the best literature
He
was not a poet or singer…
Yet
he is the soul of all immortal songs
He
was not an artist…
But
he is the subject of the world’s greatest paintings
He
was not a politician…
But
he showed men how to live together
He
was not a general…
Yet
he conquered millions with his teachings
He
was not a discoverer…
But
has showed the world the way to Heaven.
-
Anonymous
***
The
Central Figure of All the Ages…
He
was born in obscurity,
The
son of a humble maiden.
He
lived in a small village of little importance.
He
worked as a carpenter until he was 30 years of age.
He
preached and taught for only three and a half years.
He
healed the broken hearted and healed all manner of
sickness
He
never wrote a book.
He
never had an office.
He
never established a family or had a home of his own.
He
never went to a university
He
never was in a large city.
He
traveled less than 200 miles from where he was born.
He
never lived in a palace.
He
never carried credentials because his works were his
Credentials.
He
was just 33 years old when public opinion turned
Against
him.
His
friends all left him.
He
was delivered into the hands of his enemies and
Condemned
falsely.
He
was nailed to a cross between robbers.
The
soldiers cast lots for his last earthly possessions.
In
his death he was placed in a borrowed tomb.
More
than twenty centuries have passed and this one
Born
in obscurity has become the central figure in the
Human
race and the inspiration of all mankind.
All
the writings of great men, or the great accomplishments
Of
mankind, or the accomplishments of all the ruling bodies
Of
this earth have been able to rival the influence this
One
has had on mankind.
Surely
Jesus is the central figure of all time.
-
Anonymous
***
Jesus
Christ…
Meaning
no disrespect to the religious convictions of others,
I
still can't help wondering how we can explain away what to
Me
is the greatest miracle of all and which is recorded in history.
No
one denies there was such a man, that he lived and that he
Was
put to death by crucifixion.
Where... is the miracle I spoke of?
Well
consider this and let your
Imagination
translate the story into our own time…
Possibly
to your own hometown.
A
young man whose father is a carpenter grows up working in
His
father's shop. One day he puts down his tools and walks out
Of
his father's shop.
He
starts preaching on street corners and in the nearby countryside,
Walking
from place to place, preaching all the while, even though
he
is not an ordained minister. He does this for three years.
Then
he is arrested, tried and convicted.
There
is no court of appeal, so he is executed at age 33 along with
Two
common thieves.
Those
in charge of his execution roll dice to see who gets his
clothing…
the only possessions he has.
His
family cannot afford a burial place for him, so he is interred
In
a borrowed tomb.
End
of story?
No,
this uneducated, property-less young man who...
Left
no written word has, for 2000 years,
Had
a greater effect on the world than all the rulers, kings,
Emperors;
all the conquerors, generals and admirals,
All
the scholars, scientists and philosophers who have ever lived…
All
of them put together.
How
do we explain that?
Unless
he really was who he said he was."
-
Ronald Wilson Reagan
***
The Christian’s Riches…
In
Christ we have…
A
love that can never be fathomed.
A
life that can never die.
A
righteousness that can never be tarnished.
A
peace that can never be understood.
A
rest that can never be disturbed.
A
joy that can never be diminished.
A
hope that can never be disappointed.
A
glory that can never be clouded.
A
light that can never be darkened.
A
happiness that can never be interrupted.
A
strength that can never be enfeebled.
A
purity that can never be defiled.
A
beauty that can never be marred.
A
wisdom that can never be baffled;
And
resources that can never be exhausted.
Jesus
is our all in all!
-
Anonymous
***
Christ for sickness, Christ for
health,
Christ for poverty, Christ for
wealth,
Christ for joy, Christ for
sorrow,
Christ today and Christ tomorrow;
Christ my Life, and Christ my
Light,
Christ for morning, noon and
night,
Christ when all around gives way
Christ my everlasting Stay;
Christ my Rest and Christ my Food
Christ above my highest good,
Christ my Well-beloved Friend
Christ my Pleasure without end;
Christ my Savior, Christ my Lord
Christ my Portion, Christ my God,
Christ my Shepherd, I His sheep
Christ Himself my soul to keep;
Christ my Leader, Christ my Peace
Christ hath wrought my soul’s
release,
Christ my Righteousness divine
Christ for me, for He is mine;
Christ my Wisdom, Christ my Meat,
Christ restores my wandering
feet,
Christ my Advocate and Priest
Christ who ne’er forgets the
least;
Christ my Teacher, Christ my
Guide,
Christ my Rock, in Christ I hide,
Christ the Ever-living Bread,
Christ His precious Blood hath
shed;
Christ hath brought me nigh to
God,
Christ the everlasting Word
Christ my Master, Christ my Head,
Christ who for my sins hath bled;
Christ my Glory, Christ my Crown,
Christ the Plant of great renown,
Christ my Comforter on high,
Christ my Hope draws ever nigh.
- Anonymous
***
For
further study…
https://searchingfortruth.org/
***
3
Favorites…
The
Jesus Way – Phil Wickham
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Fhv4arL3yk&list=RD4Fhv4arL3yk&start_radio=1
The
Older I Get – Alan Jackson
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kElHR66Y3es&list=RDkElHR66Y3es&start_radio=1
My Life’s
Been Grand – George Strait
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kpjszD93s5E&list=RDkpjszD93s5E&start_radio=1
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