Are you okay in this present life?

It Is Well With My Soul
by Horatio Spafford

When peace like a river attendeth my way
When sorrows like sea billows roll
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say
It is well, it is well with my soul

It is well (it is well) with my soul (with my soul)
It is well, it is well with my soul

My sin, oh the bliss of this glorious thought (the thought)
My sin, not in part, but the whole
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul

It is well (it is well) with my soul (with my soul)
It is well, it is well with my soul

And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend
Even so, it is well with my soul

It is well (it is well) with my soul (with my soul)
It is well, it is well with my soul

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Are you living for the past, present or future?

THE PRECIOUS MOMENTS
by Leslie Bricusse

They are so few,
The precious moments of our lives;
They fade from view,
And when they do, we try to live them anew.

Which would they be,
The precious moments of our lives,
If we could see into the past
And maybe keep two or three?

The moments of youth,
The moments of truth,
And the moments of giving
That make life worth living!

The moments of joy
And the moments of pain,
And the moments we know
We will not know again!

Yes, these are the moments we all should recall,
Moments and memories of dreams great and small.
Guess we were lucky to know them at all,
Yes, we were lucky to know them at all!

They’re there to share,
The precious moments of our lives.
Treat them with care,
For they are rare,
And let’s be glad they are there!

Treat them with care,
For they are rare,
And let’s be glad they are there,
Be glad they are there!

England’s alternate National Anthem

(most text borrowed from Wikipedia)

And did those feet in ancient time” is a poem by William Blake from the preface to his epic Milton: A Poem in Two Books, one of a collection of writings known as the Prophetic Books.

And did those feet in ancient time,
Walk upon Englands mountains green:
And was the holy Lamb of God,
On Englands pleasant pastures seen!

And did the Countenance Divine,
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here,
Among these dark Satanic Mills?

Bring me my Bow of burning gold:
Bring me my Arrows of desire:
Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold:
Bring me my Chariot of fire!

I will not cease from Mental Fight,
Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand:
Till we have built Jerusalem,
In Englands green & pleasant Land

In the most common interpretation of the poem, Blake asks whether a visit by Jesus briefly created heaven in England, in contrast to the “dark Satanic Mills” of the Industrial Revolution. Blake’s poem asks four questions rather than asserting the historical truth of Christ’s visit. The second verse is interpreted as an exhortation to create an ideal society in England, whether or not there was a divine visit.

And we could wish it so for England and the United States as well.

What I’m Listening To Tonight

I have the MP3 album; but here it is on Pandora:

https://www.pandora.com/artist/the-blakey-quartet/the-vision-continues/ALpfn6pXqgbZc9k

My favorite?

The Sweetest Song I Know
by Albert E. Brumley Sr.

I’ve heard them sing “He Paid The Price”
And “Jesus Bore It All”
I’ve heard them sing “I’m Coming Home”
And “Hear The Master’s Call”
I’ve heard them sing the modern songs
And songs of long ago
But “Amazing Grace, How Sweet The Sound”
Is the sweetest song I know

Amazing grace (Amazing grace, how sweet the sound)
How sweet the sound (Oh how sweet is the sound)
No sweeter song (sweeter song, sweeter song)
Could e’er be found (In this life could be found)
I’ve heard of a fountain (Heard of the dear Savior’s blood)
Filled with blood (That washed us white, white as snow)
But “Amazing Grace” (“Amazing Grace, How Sweet The Sound”)
Is the sweetest song I know

It was the song my momma sang
In sweet and humble voice
Like music from the world above
It made my soul rejoice
Its soothing words and melody
Like rippling waters flow
Oh, “Amazing Grace, How Sweet The Sound”
Is the sweetest song I know

Amazing grace (Amazing grace, how sweet the sound)
How sweet the sound (Oh how sweet is the sound)
No sweeter song (sweeter song, sweeter song)
Could e’er be found (In this life could be found)
I’ve heard of a fountain (Heard of the dear Savior’s blood)
Filled with blood (That washed us white, white as snow)
But “Amazing Grace” (“Amazing Grace, How Sweet The Sound”)
Is the sweetest song I know

Amazing grace (Amazing grace, how sweet the sound)
How sweet the sound (Oh how sweet is the sound)
No sweeter song (sweeter song, sweeter song)
Could e’er be found (In this life could be found)
I’ve heard of a fountain (Heard of the dear Savior’s blood)
Filled with blood (That washed us white, white as snow)
But “Amazing Grace” (“Amazing Grace, How Sweet The Sound”)
Is the sweetest song I know

How Wise Are We, Really?

God’s Own Fool
by Michael Card

Seems I’ve imagined Him all of my life
As the wisest of all of mankind
But if God’s Holy wisdom is foolish to men
He must have seemed out of His mind

For even His family said He was mad
And the priests said a demon’s to blame
But God in the form of this angry young man
Could not have seemed perfectly sane

When we in our foolishness thought we were wise
He played the fool and He opened our eyes
When we in our weakness believed we were strong
He became helpless to show we were wrong
And so we follow God’s own fool
For only the foolish can tell-
Believe the unbelievable
And come be a fool as well

So come lose your life for a carpenter’s son
For a madman who died for a dream
And you’ll have the faith His first followers had
And you’ll feel the weight of the beam
So surrender the hunger to say you must know
Have the courage to say I believe

For the power of paradox opens your eyes
And blinds those who say they can see
When we in our foolishness thought we were wise
He played the fool and He opened our eyes

When we in our weakness believed we were strong
He became helpless to show we were wrong

And so we follow God’s own fool
For only the foolish can tell-
Believe the unbelievable
And come be a fool as well

So we follow God’s own Fool
For only the foolish can tell
Believe the unbelievable,
And come be a fool as well

I pray that we can all realize this truth. And soon.

Jesus Is the Answer Every Time
Don S. Reid / Harold Wilson Reid (1992)

When there’s no good in your good mornings too much hell in your hello
And your kind heart is something less than kind
When you’re thinking more about the thorns than you are the rose
Jesus is the answer every time

Jesus, Jesus is the answer every time
Jesus is the answer every time
Use the Bible for a rule book and I think you’re gonna find
Jesus is the answer every time

When you’re thinkin’ more about the glory than you are the be
And there’s less than good intentions on your mind
When your prayers are filled with things you want instead of things you need
Jesus is the answer every time

Jesus, Jesus is the answer every time
Jesus is the answer every time
Use the Bible for a rule book and I think you’re gonna find
Jesus is the answer every time

Jesus, Jesus is the answer every time
Jesus is the answer every time
Use the Bible for a rule book and I think you’re gonna find
Jesus is the answer every time
Use the Bible for a rule book and I think you’re gonna find
Jesus is the answer every time
Jesus is the answer every time

Deuteronomy 29:15-68 scares me. Even though I’m not certain it applies to America…

Curses for Disobedience

“But if you will not obey the voice of the Lord your God or be careful to do all his commandments and his statutes that I command you today, then all these curses shall come upon you and overtake you. Cursed shall you be in the city, and cursed shall you be in the field. Cursed shall be your basket and your kneading bowl. Cursed shall be the fruit of your womb and the fruit of your ground, the increase of your herds and the young of your flock. Cursed shall you be when you come in, and cursed shall you be when you go out.

“The Lord will send on you curses, confusion, and frustration in all that you undertake to do, until you are destroyed and perish quickly on account of the evil of your deeds, because you have forsaken me. The Lord will make the pestilence stick to you until he has consumed you off the land that you are entering to take possession of it. The Lord will strike you with wasting disease and with fever, inflammation and fiery heat, and with drought and with blight and with mildew. They shall pursue you until you perish. And the heavens over your head shall be bronze, and the earth under you shall be iron. The Lord will make the rain of your land powder. From heaven dust shall come down on you until you are destroyed.

“The Lord will cause you to be defeated before your enemies. You shall go out one way against them and flee seven ways before them. And you shall be a horror to all the kingdoms of the earth. And your dead body shall be food for all birds of the air and for the beasts of the earth, and there shall be no one to frighten them away. The Lord will strike you with the boils of Egypt, and with tumors and scabs and itch, of which you cannot be healed. The Lord will strike you with madness and blindness and confusion of mind, and you shall grope at noonday, as the blind grope in darkness, and you shall not prosper in your ways. And you shall be only oppressed and robbed continually, and there shall be no one to help you. You shall betroth a wife, but another man shall ravish her. You shall build a house, but you shall not dwell in it. You shall plant a vineyard, but you shall not enjoy its fruit. Your ox shall be slaughtered before your eyes, but you shall not eat any of it. Your donkey shall be seized before your face, but shall not be restored to you. Your sheep shall be given to your enemies, but there shall be no one to help you. Your sons and your daughters shall be given to another people, while your eyes look on and fail with longing for them all day long, but you shall be helpless. A nation that you have not known shall eat up the fruit of your ground and of all your labors, and you shall be only oppressed and crushed continually, so that you are driven mad by the sights that your eyes see. The Lord will strike you on the knees and on the legs with grievous boils of which you cannot be healed, from the sole of your foot to the crown of your head.

“The Lord will bring you and your king whom you set over you to a nation that neither you nor your fathers have known. And there you shall serve other gods of wood and stone. And you shall become a horror, a proverb, and a byword among all the peoples where the Lord will lead you away. You shall carry much seed into the field and shall gather in little, for the locust shall consume it. You shall plant vineyards and dress them, but you shall neither drink of the wine nor gather the grapes, for the worm shall eat them. You shall have olive trees throughout all your territory, but you shall not anoint yourself with the oil, for your olives shall drop off. You shall father sons and daughters, but they shall not be yours, for they shall go into captivity. The cricket shall possess all your trees and the fruit of your ground. The sojourner who is among you shall rise higher and higher above you, and you shall come down lower and lower. He shall lend to you, and you shall not lend to him. He shall be the head, and you shall be the tail.

“All these curses shall come upon you and pursue you and overtake you till you are destroyed, because you did not obey the voice of the Lord your God, to keep his commandments and his statutes that he commanded you. They shall be a sign and a wonder against you and your offspring forever. Because you did not serve the Lord your God with joyfulness and gladness of heart, because of the abundance of all things, therefore you shall serve your enemies whom the Lord will send against you, in hunger and thirst, in nakedness, and lacking everything. And he will put a yoke of iron on your neck until he has destroyed you. The Lord will bring a nation against you from far away, from the end of the earth, swooping down like the eagle, a nation whose language you do not understand, a hard-faced nation who shall not respect the old or show mercy to the young. It shall eat the offspring of your cattle and the fruit of your ground, until you are destroyed; it also shall not leave you grain, wine, or oil, the increase of your herds or the young of your flock, until they have caused you to perish.

“They shall besiege you in all your towns, until your high and fortified walls, in which you trusted, come down throughout all your land. And they shall besiege you in all your towns throughout all your land, which the Lord your God has given you. And you shall eat the fruit of your womb, the flesh of your sons and daughters, whom the Lord your God has given you, in the siege and in the distress with which your enemies shall distress you. The man who is the most tender and refined among you will begrudge food to his brother, to the wife he embraces, and to the last of the children whom he has left, so that he will not give to any of them any of the flesh of his children whom he is eating, because he has nothing else left, in the siege and in the distress with which your enemy shall distress you in all your towns. The most tender and refined woman among you, who would not venture to set the sole of her foot on the ground because she is so delicate and tender, will begrudge to the husband she embraces, to her son and to her daughter, her afterbirth that comes out from between her feet and her children whom she bears, because lacking everything she will eat them secretly, in the siege and in the distress with which your enemy shall distress you in your towns.

“If you are not careful to do all the words of this law that are written in this book, that you may fear this glorious and awesome name, the Lord your God, then the Lord will bring on you and your offspring extraordinary afflictions, afflictions severe and lasting, and sicknesses grievous and lasting. And he will bring upon you again all the diseases of Egypt, of which you were afraid, and they shall cling to you. Every sickness also and every affliction that is not recorded in the book of this law, the Lord will bring upon you, until you are destroyed. Whereas you were as numerous as the stars of heaven, you shall be left few in number, because you did not obey the voice of the Lord your God. And as the Lord took delight in doing you good and multiplying you, so the Lord will take delight in bringing ruin upon you and destroying you. And you shall be plucked off the land that you are entering to take possession of it.

“And the Lord will scatter you among all peoples, from one end of the earth to the other, and there you shall serve other gods of wood and stone, which neither you nor your fathers have known. And among these nations you shall find no respite, and there shall be no resting place for the sole of your foot, but the Lord will give you there a trembling heart and failing eyes and a languishing soul. Your life shall hang in doubt before you. Night and day you shall be in dread and have no assurance of your life. In the morning you shall say, ‘If only it were evening!’ and at evening you shall say, ‘If only it were morning!’ because of the dread that your heart shall feel, and the sights that your eyes shall see. And the Lord will bring you back in ships to Egypt, a journey that I promised that you should never make again; and there you shall offer yourselves for sale to your enemies as male and female slaves, but there will be no buyer.”

The Mercy of God Is an Ocean Divine

Author: A. B. Simpson (1891)

1 The mercy of God is an ocean divine,
A boundless and fathomless flood;
Launch out in the deep, cut away the shore line,
And be lost in the fullness of God.

Refrain:
Launch out into the deep,
O, let the shore line go,
Launch out, launch out in the ocean divine,
Out where the full tides flow.

2 But many, alas! only stand on the shore
And gaze on the ocean so wide;
They never have ventured its depths to explore,
Or to launch on the fathomless tide.

[Refrain]

3 And others just venture away from the land,
And linger so near to the shore,
That the surf and the slime that beat over the strand,
Dash o’er them in floods evermore.

[Refrain]

4 O let us launch out on this ocean so broad,
Where the floods of salvation e’er flow;
O, let us be lost in the mercy of God,
Till the depths of His fullness we know.

[Refrain]

What Do YOU Think About Jesus?

From Joshua Goodling:

In Matthew 22:41-42 Jesus is having a discussion with the “religious leaders” and He asked them a simple question: “While the Pharisees were gathered together, Jesus asked them, Saying, What think ye of Christ? whose son is he?”.

Of course, the Pharisees, who were false teachers in that day, didn’t want to believe that Jesus was actually the Son of God, so they didn’t answer His question correctly. But, I wonder how we would answer that question? “What do YOU Think of Jesus?”

Charles Frederick Weigle was born November 20, 1871 in LaFayette, Indiana. He accepted Jesus Christ as his Savior at the age of 12 at a revival meeting. He loved music and attended the Cincinnati Conservatory of Music, but he soon became an inspiring preacher and evangelist. As he traveled around preaching, he also wrote over 1000 songs.

One day after returning home from preaching, he found a note left by his wife. The note said that she was tired of him always being gone preaching, and she was leaving him. That note of course, broke his heart, and he became very sad and depressed. He even contemplated committing suicide for a time, and wondered if anyone really cared for him at all. However, his faith in God was soon restored and he continued to travel and preach and write songs.

He decided to write a song about his tragic experience and tell the world that someone DOES care for them, and he wrote these words:

I would love to tell you what I think of Jesus

Since I found in Him a friend so strong and true;

I would tell you how He changed my life completely,

He did something that no other friend could do.

What do we REALLY think about Him? Do we love Him enough to give Him our lives? Do we love Him enough to repent of our sin and turn away from this wicked world and it’s momentary pleasures? Do we love Him enough to tell others about Him?

Like Charles wrote in that song, “No one EVER cared for us like Jesus. There’s NO OTHER friend so kind as HE!” What do YOU REALLY think of Jesus?

We all need to meet the Savior. Then we all need to share the Savior!

Christ for the whole wide world
Hattie Bell Allen (1938)

  1. Christ for the whole wide world!
    Our task has just begun,
    For millions wait in every land
    The message of God’s Son.
    Shall they be left in sin,
    To die without His Word,
    Without the Savior Jesus Christ,
    Because they never heard?

We will give, we will pray,
We will witness every day,
That the millions of the whole wide world
May know our Saviour’s love.

  1. Christ for the whole wide world!
    His message must be sent
    To millions dying in their sin
    To call them to repent.
    Christ Jesus died to save,
    But they can never know
    Until we bring our gifts of love
    And bid His heralds go!

We will give, we will pray,
We will witness every day,
That the millions of the whole wide world
May know our Saviour’s love.

  1. Christ for the whole wide world!
    His heralds will proclaim
    Salvation for men everywhere
    In Jesus’ blessed name.
    And we who cannot go
    To bear His tidings far
    Will pray for those who take the Word
    And witness where we are.

We will give, we will pray,
We will witness every day,
That the millions of the whole wide world
May know our Saviour’s love.