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Posted
on Wednesday, November 15, 2006
by Crystal F.
Immigration Reform and Jesus
I went to hear a panel discussion on immigration
reform not too long ago in a Catholic church in South Jersey.
I heard panelists who were also members of
the congregation describe their experiences coming to the United States
and some of their difficulties in obtaining residency and citizenship.
Having worked in immigration for a year,
I had a very different
perspective than most of the speakers there. Yet once it came time for
question and answer time, the congregation had the opportunity to speak
to the panelists and have their questions answered.
I was astonished to see Christians, people of God
full of such anger and resentment towards fellow brethren. Some
congregation members stood up and yelled at the panelists for coming to
this country and stealing resources. I sat in my chair boiling up inside
for many reasons. The first reason being that I worked in the
immigration system and know all the flaws that it has that literally
make people “undocumented” simply because one can wait anywhere from 5
to 22 years to obtain a visa and in that time frame have their
documentations expire. This leaves people with no legal means to work
but they are also not allowed to leave this country or they lose all
their case and have to wait 10 years to re-renter the United States. So
my education on this was one reason I was upset but the second reason
that I was so upset was because here was a house divided. A house of God
divided by its own people.
The audience wasn’t showing love and
compassion and a true desire to understand the panelist’s experiences,
but some were yelling and even storming out. Some of the panelists
became afraid because of the displays of anger towards them. Have we not
forgotten this verse?
Ephesians 2: 19
Consequently, you are no longer foreigners and aliens, but fellow
citizens with God's people and members of God's household, built on the
foundation of the apostles and prophets, with Christ Jesus himself as
the chief cornerstone. In him the whole building is joined
together and rises to become a holy temple in the Lord. And in him
you too are being built together to become a dwelling in which
God lives by his Spirit.
Brothers and sisters, please be well aware that
the word says in Matthew “a house divided against itself will not
stand.” So be sure that you are putting Christ and His virtue such as
love, peace and unity above anything else you may inherently think, feel
or say towards others, so that you can be built up to become a
dwelling in which God lives by his Spirit!
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Posted
on Wednesday, October 11, 2006
by Crystal F.
Will the Real Christian Please Stand
Up?
I
remember that old Slim Shady song that went…”Will the real Slim Shady
please stand up, Please Stand Up?” The video had a factory that mass
produced look-a-likes that were all identical to M&M. Well the other day
I was thinking about the dilemma the church finds itself in today….
Dilemma #1: “We’ve Got to be like the World to Attract the World”
People in
churches today are caught up in trying to be just like the world to
attract the world. So people walk around cursing like the world,
fornicating like the world, smoking like the world, and acting a fool
like the world. Why? Because some say that in order to attract the youth
of today or those that are lost we should act like the world so they
think we are “just like everybody else.”
WRONG! First off if
those that are lost were interested in being saved by the world why
would they come to Christians or a church? Wouldn’t they just stay in
the world? They are seeking out Christians and Christ because they want
something new, something different, something real….not the world.
2 Corinthians 10:3 says “For though we live in the world, we do not
wage war as the world does.” So why do we think we can attract them by acting
just like the world? We are so dead wrong. What we are in essence doing
is telling the world we are just as lost as they are and can’t offer
them any hope.
Dilemma #2: “The Cookie Cutter Christian”
So then the
second group of people we have are the “Cookie Cutter Christians.” These
people think that we all need to look and act the same in order to be
“holy.” These people are advocates of “group think” and primarily judge
on outside appearances. They generally do not encourage individuality or
provide a supportive environment where individual talents can be
developed. Isolating ourselves from the world is not the answer either!
John 9:5 says “While I am in the world, I am the light of the
world." We are to be in the world just not of it. What is our
light? Our light is Christ yet our light is also the expression of the
talents Christ has put within us. If He has blessed you with the ability
to make music then go out there and make music for Christ, if He has
blessed you with the ability to paint, then paint for Christ! We are all
different parts of the Body with different functions; this is what makes
us so beautiful and awesome! Don’t think you have to be just like
everyone else to be Holy-the only person you need to be like is Christ
for only He can call himself Holy!
What Makes a Real Christian?
Balance, Balance is the key!
Should we isolate ourselves from all
outside humanity or do we indulge ourselves with the sin of the world?
Neither is right-balance is the key.
The real Christian needs to
stand up
and be able to interact with the world by allowing
Christ to give him or her the day to day guidance to know how to speak,
move and live.
The real Christian needs to stand up
against the
false idea that living like the world is the way to go AND against the
false idea that being a cookie cutter Christian makes a person Holy!
Neither is right.
The real Christian must stand up
and seek day
to balance through the daily guidance of Gods word and trust that we
will be the light of the world because its only when we are balanced
that Christ can fully shine through us.
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Posted
on Wednesday, September 6, 2006
by Crystal F.
Katrina....A Year Later
The other day I sat and spoke with a
Christian man who told me that Katrina wrecked New Orleans
because of the
abominating activities of the French Quarter and Mardi Gras
activities….
As he spoke of how Gods wrath had been poured out
on New Orleans I zoned out and was mentally taken back to my trip to the
gulf coast exactly 7 months ago…
Eight days and five states allowed me to get a full-scale view of
Katrina among other things. Katrina did some serious damage, some of the
most devastating in Mississippi, which everyone seems to omit from
Katrina conversations. In fact, Katrina itself destroyed Mississippi
but it was the breached levees that did most of the damage in New
Orleans not Katrina itself.
Well….as I zoned out I remember my experiences, I remember children scattered throughout the
Bible belt of Mississippi and New Orleans who said “God did this to us
because He was mad at us.” I heard families still overcome by Post
Traumatic Stress Disorder, repeatedly take responsibility for God
punishing them….Yet the French Quarter, the place that so called caused
this devastation remained untouched. People partied had open sex, drank
and created every sin known to man right before my very eyes as I
walked down the French Quarter, something I never hope to witness
again. Yes, these people pounced around a city untouched by Katrina
amongst old plantation mansions on the high land of New Orleans. Why
such huge homes untouched? Well let’s briefly look at some history.
By 1850, New Orleans was the South’s
largest slave trading center and shortly after slavery was abolished The
Lower Ninth Ward became home to freed African-Americans and immigrants
which at one point prior to residence was a cypress swamp. As time went
on the Lower ninth ward became a place of black history, with a historic
black university and historic homes of some of the greatest black
artists, among them Fat Domino. So what did these
14,000 people do to deserve the destruction Katrina brought
and why are Christians running around saying God caused all of this
death and destruction? Last time I checked, the Lower Ninth ward was
comprised of homeowners and hard working people and it was far removed
from the French Quarter that comprised the debauchery that so called
brought on this destruction.
Last time I was in New Orleans the party still went on as planned in the French
Quarter while the Lower Ninth ward dug itself out of toxic sludge trying
to rebuild what will one day be torn down.
I know my position may be contrary to many, but
my perspective may also be different because I was there. I smelled the
rot of decomposed animals and humans, I saw the lack of aid brought to
that city (non existent), I heard the speech of a lead developed for
New Orleans that had plans to gut the ninth ward and no plans to replant uprooted citizens. I
cried as I uncovered the Bible of the homeowner as I gutted their
uninhabitable, sludge infested home just two blocks from the breeched
levees. Although power still wasn’t on, there was no running water and
garbage wasn’t picked up 5 months post Katrina, tour busses charged
onlookers as they drove down the desolate streets, exploiting the pain
of those trying to rebuild their homes and piece their lives together.
As I watched the pain of Katrina victims
and tried to make sense of all that I saw, my only hope was that of
Jesus Christ. I offered my Christ to the victims of Katrina and many of
them were already believers, I would say a large majority of those I
encountered.
…..I tried to zone back in to the conversation I was having with this
Christian man as he said that Katrina was the wrath of God because of
New Orleans’ sinful French Quarter. My heart sank and I shared my
perspective of Katrina based on the reality of my very own experience
not the skewed perspective the media brought or any other ideas, but my
own reality.
I am not exactly sure why Katrina happened nor
will I pretend to be God. I have many questions for God; this is on my
list of questions to ask. So I will go on with my life realizing that it
is SOO easy to judge each other, but so much harder to walk in the shoes
of the one judged and it is always far easier to judge than it is to
offer peace. I heard my pastor say, “One sign of a mature Christian
is when he can have a positive perspective in a difficult circumstance.”
I’m sure there will
be other events that I will never have an answer to, but until I get to meet my Maker and have my
questions answered, I will keep offering people the peace and solace my
Jesus brings in the midst of uncertainties of this world and try to
maintain a positive perspective in the midst of the difficult
circumstance of this world.
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Posted
on Wednesday, August 2, 2006
by Crystal F.
Lazarus...Come Out!
I was
updating my Myspace page
the other day and was thinking of a headline to write....I contemplated
what to write and came up with "Just
lovin life." This phrase best
reflects the place I currently find myself in
life. I can remember walking around
carrying the sorrow of the world on my shoulder and
allowing the trials of life to rob my joy. When I began to think about
the place God has brought me to in my life-in learning
how to love life
just because I was brought back from the dead and given a new life in
Christ, it made me think of our good old friend Lazarus....
Lazarus...Poor thing, he was dead and when Jesus went to go see Lazarus
he was pretty stinky. At that point Lazarus had been dead and in a tomb
for four days. He was pretty much a goner to his friends and family and
had been laid to rest. But you see with Lazarus as with others in the
Bible such as Job, God used this situation to manifest Himself and lead
others to faith through the death and life of Lazarus.
John
11:41b-43
Jesus
looked up and said, "Father, I thank you that you have heard me.
I
knew that you always hear me, but I said this for the benefit of the
people standing here,
that
they may believe that you sent me."
When
he had said this, Jesus called in a loud voice, "Lazarus, come out!"
The
dead man came out, his hands and feet wrapped with strips of linen,
and a
cloth around his face. Jesus said to them,
"Take off the grave clothes and let him go."
Same
with us....We were dead in sin and are now alive in Christ! Although
trials, hardships and tribulations come, we are never forgotten
or forsaken. I am sure
Lazarus thought his situation was
un-repairable when he took his last breaths as did
those who witnessed his death, but
isn't it like God to have a totally different plan? When
we read entirely through
John 11 and distance ourselves from the text
enough we can see the pattern, the bigger picture in play throughout the
story of Lazarus. God used a dead stinky man wrapped in linen to cause
unbelievers to witness
his glory first hand right before their eyes. Jesus says in verse 15
that He [Jesus] was glad that he
wasn't there when Lazarus died, for the disciples sake-so
that they may believe when they saw him brought back from the dead. Well
it is not just in the good times that we are to display the glory of God
but you see even in death, even in sorrow and mourning, the glory of
Christ is manifested and the will of God displayed for all to see in
every situation or circumstance.
As
you go through life, ups and downs, ins and outs, rise on up! My prayer
for you all today is that while some of you find yourself in trials,
rise up and take hold of the hope that was left for you when Jesus came
into your life. Take joy in the fact that through your rising up and
steadfast faith, others will come to see who Christ really is, as did
the disciples and those in Bethany.
If a
stinky dead man wrapped in linens can rise up from the dead, so can you
in your trials. Take today to rise up, take those grave clothes off and
like Lazarus....Come
Out!
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Posted
on Wednesday, June 28, 2006
by Crystal F.
The Reason Why We Worship
So the other day I was at church standing with
the congregation during worship. I woke up on the wrong side of the bed
and hadn’t spent time
with God in a while. To say the least, I did not want to go to church
nor was I in the mood to worship.
As the choir sang and members lifted their hands
in adoration &
stood stoic at the move of God throughout the
congregation. I really didn't
care what was going on around me because I
didn't feel worthy of worshipping and my heart
was cold. As the worship leader transitioned into a new song, it was one
that was familiar to me, one that frequently warmed my heart.
As I sang this familiar song it began to warm up
my cold indifferent heart. I raised my hands, closed my eyes and felt a
weight lifted off of me. Like a hot cup of tea on a cold winter day was
the Lords presence warming through my heart. As the song came to an end
a question popped in my head. Why do I worship?
Psalm 29:2
Ascribe to the LORD the glory due his
name;
Worship the LORD in the splendor of his holiness..
I stopped and began to replay my Sunday morning
in my mind. Why do I worship God? What’s at the root of my desire to
worship? Is it my emotion temperature or what side of the bed I woke on
that day?...It was then that I responded to my very own thought with a
need to worship Him because
HE is Worthy.
I realized at that point that regardless of what
my Spiritual pulse, my emotional temperature or what kind of day I have
had Christ is
ALWAYS worthy of my worship simply because of who
He is and what He did. It doesn’t
matter how I feel or what mood I am in because worship has zero to do
with me.
You see worship
isn’t about me its about Him. It
isn’t about my
emotion but is about the cross and it
isn’t about the song its about the sacrifice. Whether your
Spiritual Pulse is high, you’re having a good day or a bad one, the
Cross is unchanged and that is the reason
why we worship.
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Posted
on Wednesday, May 24, 2006
by Crystal F.
Extreme Makeover
Extreme makeovers have taken center stage in our
media today. From plastic surgery shows like Swan and the original Extreme
Makeover or new shows like Extreme Home Makeover, we as a society are always
looking to modify and improve. Did you know that in 2003 459,479
people between the ages of 19-34 and 713,876 people between the ages of 35-50
had plastic surgery!
(1) That is a total of
1,173,355 people that in some way shape or form altered their
appearance. Wow! Well some tend to think that this idea of perfection and
physical alteration is a new phenomenon that originated somewhere in California,
Key West or Brazil but in actuality God has been in the business of extreme
makeovers for over 2000 years. Matter of fact, he has over 2.1 billion
success stories!
(2)
Here are just a few success stories of God’s
Extreme Makeover:
God took a
prostitute named Rahab and grafted her
into the lineage of Christ.
He took an orphan named Esther and made her a
Queen who led her people from being slaughtered.
He took a persecutor of Christians named Saul and
transformed him into a missionary named Paul.
He took a sinner named Crystal and made her a
daughter of the most high.
He took you and grafted you into Himself…
Oh and he does reconstructive surgery too. I am a
success story and go to see him for “repairs” as often as I can, sometimes
daily. God takes the destroyed, the weary, the weak and the disfigured and
remakes them into what He always envisioned them to be. And He also takes those
who are doing well and tweaks them when they need tweaking…
God is in the business of
transforming, of giving extreme makeovers. He works 24-7,
365. He is open for business rain, shine, sleet or snow and you don’t need Mapquest to find your way to Him.
You don’t
need a referral, don’t need insurance or a co pay, His service to you is free
whenever you need Him. All you need is an open heart, a confessing mouth and a
believing spirit. All you need is a heart that is ready to surrender….
I am late for my appointment with Him, but I pray
you pay His office a visit. Oh and he makes house calls too. His number is:
1-800-JESUS-CHRIST.
God Bless You…
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Posted
on Wednesday, April 12, 2006
by Crystal F.
Keep It Moving
Well it is May again and as I graduate for the
last time, I feel like I am jumping off of a moving train and trying to land on
solid ground. Whether you are graduating too, or starting a new job, or in the
same routine you've always been
in, we are a people constantly being stretched by God. You see being stretched
out of our comfort zone is essential to realizing our
dire need for Gods wisdom, guidance and discernment for our lives.
As I was reading 1 Kings, I felt as if Solomon
were writing about me:
"Now, O LORD my God, you have made your
servant king in place of my father David. But I am only a little child and do
not know how to carry out my duties. Your servant is here among the people you
have chosen, a great people, too numerous to count or number. So give your
servant a discerning heart to govern your people and to distinguish between
right and wrong. For who is able to govern this great people of yours?"
As I go off into the "real world" with a title
and responsibility over others,
I feel like a kid in a grown ups world. Maybe your situation is different, yet
at the core of this verse is a man who loved and feared God, who was being
stretched by God.
Its just like water....Water at its purest form
can equate to life on so many levels. Yet if let alone, untouched, stagnant, it
can become stale, attract flies and equate to death. The World Health
Organization even says that 3.4 million people will die each year from drinking
dirty water;
this same water that once equated to life.
In the same regard, you and I are pure
because of the Blood Jesus shed...We can be used as
vessels to bring life to a dead and dying world, but if
we don't "keep it moving" and
allow Him to stretch us our of our comfort zones, we will become stagnant.
Because brothers and sisters, you see....When we
allow God to stretch us, it is then and only then that we can say to our Father
in Heaven, like Solomon did:
"But
I am only a little child and do not know how to carry out my duties....So give
your servant a discerning heart to govern your people and to distinguish between
right and wrong."
And it is then that the God of Heaven and Earth
will impart His wisdom to you as you enter into uncharted territory.
BE Encouraged.
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Posted
on Wednesday, March 1, 2006
by Crystal F.
Blessed Assurance?
I was in Notre Dame in Paris back in November
visiting a good friend. As I admired the beauty of the architecture of Notre
Dame and its beautiful stained glass, something caught my eye. On a table in
the sanctuary of Notre Dame I saw a book that said
“The Book of Life.” I was
shocked and outraged as I watched people sign their names and prayer requests in
this book entitled “The Book of Life.” I was grieved at the thought that people
that some might leave Notre Dame thinking their Name was written in the book of
life….
So this made me think….This book made those
visitors, tourists and members of the congregation feel an assurance that their
names were written in “The Book.” While initially I was grieved, I began to
think…..How many times do I place my assurance in things other than Christ?
We continually place our assurance in our
educations, relationships, friends and money. We look towards things that we can
see instead of what is unseen in Christ. Yet in reality, what can we put
complete assurance in other than Christ? Friends come and go and money runs
out….yet it says that the word of the Lord stands
forever.
Trust that the only true faith we can have is in
Jesus Christ, the only assurance we can have is in His Word and the only
confidence we can have is the Cross of Calvary. Although there are millions of
things that draw us to them to give us a false assurance, I would encourage you
all to take an inventory…Are you relying on a false sense of spiritual security?
Are you placing your assurance and trust on something or someone other than
Christ?
While I stood in Notre Dame grieved that some
were leaving with a false sense of assurance that their names were written in
the “Book of Life,” I was even more grieved when I realized that I, like them,
had put my assurance in things just as foolish as this book, other than Christ
Himself. Just as Fanny Crosby wrote in 1873, our blessed assurance can only be
found in through Christ himself!
Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine!
O what a foretaste of glory divine!
Heir of salvation, purchase of God,
born of his
Spirit, washed in his blood.
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Posted
on Wednesday, February 1, 2006
by Crystal F.
The Paper House
On January 7th at
5:30am 50 students set out to look at race, ministry, ethics, and poverty in
relation to Hurricane Katrina. We traveled through 5 states in 8 days and
visited grassroots organizations throughout the deep South.
We set off not
knowing what to expect and were not prepared for what we encountered. Here is my
account from my time in the Lower 9th ward in New Orleans. We worked inside of a
home 2 blocks from the broken levees, that had not been opened since the hurricane; as many homes in the 9th ward that are still unopened. This is my
experience in "the paper house."
Today was a rather interesting day. I woke up
feeling helpless and emotional about all I had witnessed and experienced over
the last week. The last two days specifically were very difficult for me. I
witnessed mass destruction and
devastation in Biloxi
and wasn't quite sure how I would emotionally be able to handle visiting New
Orleans.
I went through the first half of my day on the
verge of tears wondering if I had made the right decision in choosing social
work as a profession. I mean, how could I even make a dent in all of the
injustice I had seen thus far? After lunch I was determined to get as far
into the lower 9th ward as possible to do work. I felt like I needed to witness
for myself the nucleus of the destruction to help me heal. How would this help
me? I wasn't sure. I guess its kind of like
being afraid of heights and going to the empire state building;
I wanted to face my fear head on. My heart was heavy and my stomach in knots on
the way to Common Ground. I know so many people wanted to go and I also know
that I needed to go so I did what I had to do to get there. I hitched a ride
from Otis in our moving truck to Common Ground.
Upon our arrival we're told we could go into homes
and help gut them or stay at the main site and help at the distribution center.
Of course I chose to gut a home in the 9th ward. We were suited up in blue
suits, given respirators, goggles, rubber boots and two sets of gloves. We were
warned that we would encounter toxic mold and needed to sign a waiver. The
combination of anticipation and fear was bubbling within me, but I knew I needed
to do this. I was tired of driving past homes, snapping photos; I needed
to help someone by getting my hands dirty. I needed to know I was physically
looking destruction in the face by helping someone clean out.
In the van our group split again. We were able to rip out sheet rock from a home
or go to the home that had not been touched since the storm. We were forewarned
that house option #2 was not for the faint of heart. I knew I needed to go to
house #2. Of course, everyone else wanted to go to house #2 as well, so when we
arrived at house #1 and they asked volunteers to get out to rip off sheetrock, I
was not moving. I allowed there to be an
awkward moment
where no one moved because I needed to go to house #2.
As we crossed over the bridge into the lower 9th ward,
it appeared as if I had arrived on foreign soil. Homes were ripped off
foundations and blocked streets and cars stood straight up in the air. This is
what I always imagined a war torn country to look like. I looked out my window
and said to myself Jesus, Jesus, Jesus. I remembered a song I know that
says, 'when you don't know what else to pray and you can't find the words to
say, say the name of Jesus.'
That's all I could say. The lower 9th ward was nothing I had expected. No
creative imagination could envision what was flashing before my eyes. We pulled
up to a home that was a couple of blocks from the broken levee. I got out of the
van ready to face the pain and fear because I was ready to make sense of my
boggled emotions. I wasn't sure how that would happen but I knew cleaning out
this house somehow would help. Or at least
I hoped it would.
The echo of my breathing filtering through a 3M filter made me feel like I was
in a war. I walked into this house and was overcome by a stench of rotten food,
human waste and mud. The stench crawled through my filter and took up residence
in my nostrils. My feet were super-glued in about 5 inches of the toxic
concoction that looked like black mud. So afraid to fall into the sludge , I
leaned onto a wall for support and my arm went right through it. This was a
paper house. I began peeling off the walls like a peel of an orange and ripping
off wood like I was Hercules. No matter how much I cleaned, the black sludge was
just never-ending. I remember thinking what's the point? Why bother with this,
just let them tear it down. Just then I
found a graduation diploma and a high school ID card.
Why be a social worker when social ills will always remain and social injustice
remains integral in the way our country plays its game? Why bother when I will
never solve it all? The same reason why I stayed and tore down every wall I
found still standing in that house. The same reason I salvaged anything
I could and for the same reason I stood in toxic sludge for an afternoon.
Because when I found that diploma and high school ID card it turned this home
from being just another destroyed home among hundreds to being that of a family.
I put a face to a problem “ life in the midst of toxic sludge."
I now realize that as a social worker
I will never cure social ills or solve all injustice, but I will put faces to
injustices and personal stories to social ills. Why? Because in the face of the
toxic black sludge of injustice, real people - people like you and me - are the
faces and the stories that are the signs of life in the sludges midst. This
keeps me dedicated to social justice. So I leave New Orleans with a new sense of
purpose. Ready to dig and shovel and tear down walls until I find life!
God Bless,
Crystal Farre
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Posted
on Wednesday, January 11, 2006
by Crystal F.
Do You Need a Heart Transplant?
Did you know that if
you take a human heart and remove it and place it near that of another heart,
they will eventually beat in sync? I thought about that this morning as I
realized my great need to have my heart beat in sync with that of my Master,
how bad I needed a heart transplant. I need my heart removed from within me and
laid near His own so that our hearts will begin to beat as one. Time and time
again my heart deceives me and tells me that "my heart" is in something.
And time and time
again I watch my plans blow up in my face and it isn't until they lie in pieces
about me that I realize that my heart was not in sync with that of the Lords.
Genesis
6:5
The LORD
saw how great man's wickedness on the earth had become, and that every
inclination of the thoughts of his heart was only evil all the time.
By default our
hearts are evil all the time. Now what's evil? We tend to think that if we just
don't lust, fornicate, kill or steal we are okay. That is a LIE!!! God isn't
concerned with the gravity of your choice, but is your heart seeking His heart
from day to day matters to choices that will change your life. Is your heart
concerned with the welfare of the Body of Christ and the state in
which humanity lies? Does your heart beat as His does?
1 John
3:20b
For God is
greater than our hearts, and he knows everything.
Be encouraged dear
brethren, The Great Physician has been in the business of performing heart
surgery for way over 2000 years. He longs to remove your heart, make sure the
valves are clean and sync it with His own. May you allow Him to do just that
this day. God Bless You.
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JChristLuvsMe@aol.com.
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