My God.

I’ve often wondered, if I was asked to preach, what would my message be? What would God put on my heart and how would He speak to me?

I’ve pictured myself on stage, behind the pulpit, looking out to the congregation with an awesome fear of the task before me. To think that God would use me as a vessel for Him. What a fearful an awesome position to be in. To be God’s voice to His people. I know that nothing I say will affect these people. I’m uneducated, unlearned in doctrine, I don’t have the life that Paul had or any of those biblical men. I fail and I’m foolish and full of pride. Who can possibly be stirred?

And so, with this mindset, feeling utterly useless and unlearned and foolish I simply start to tell them what I know…

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The Reason For Being

All of creation was spoken for this one purpose, to glorify God. He gave the ocean its boundaries and it obeys Him; He told the stars where to shine and they steadfastly obey Him; He told the mountains where to rise and they obey till this day; He told the sun, the moon and all the planets to map their courses and they consistently obey his voice, He tells the wind where to blow and it unquestioningly obeys…

He turns to us and with unconditional, self-denying love He says “Come.” and we say “NO!” Continue reading “The Reason For Being”

Faith

The bible says that “faith without works is dead”. We read in the book of Hebrews over and over of people who “by faith”… did!! They all acted through obedience and trusted in the promise of God… Paul writes, “by grace ye are saved, through faith”. In modern english – Through trust in God’s word and obedience to it’s commands, you are saved by His grace!! Continue reading “Faith”

My Jesus, I love thee.

My Jesus, I love Thee, I know thou art mine;
For Thee all the follies of sin I resign.
My gracious Redeemer, my Saviour art Thou;
If ever I loved thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.


I love Thee because Thou has first loved me,
And purchased my pardon on Calvary’s tree.
I love Thee for wearing the thorns on Thy brow;
If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, ’tis now.


William R Featherston

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Oh, what a wonderful and precious Saviour. You are my life.