HOME, SWEET HOME!
"There's no place like home. There's no place like home." Truer words were never spoken. It is great to be back home. It is great to be able to sleep in my bed on my pillows, eat my food in my kitchen, and prop my feet up on my couch to watch my TV in my living room. It is great to get my clothes out of my closet or my dresser instead of a suitcase. Don't get me wrong, the traveling was fun. We had a great time as a family. But it is great to be home.
Speaking of home, it was great to be back in my home church this past Sunday. I am still on sabbatical until Sept. 3rd, but my wife and I needed our church family so we decided to go home on Sunday and be with family. I love my church. Our brothers and sisters in the Lord welcomed us back with love. Lisa and I were put into the Refiner's fire this past week and we really needed our church. It was great just to be able to sit in the services and be ministered to. We sat in Sunday School with Bro. Ron and enjoyed his lesson on Choosing the Path of Full Devotion from our Discipleship Challenge workbook.
I am so thankful for our faithful associate, Bro. Chadd. He is a great friend and a real blessing to me and to Texas Avenue. He has done the majority of the preaching while I have been gone and God has used this time to mature him as a preacher. His message on love this past week is well worth your time. You can find it on our website. Also, our Deacons have been teaching on Sunday evenings. This past Sunday we were able to hear Bro. Jason teach from James 4 on not allowing the world to infiltrate our lives and our church. It was a great reminder of God's unwillingness to share us with the world. God wants all of our affection, devotion, and attention and He is more than worthy of it all.
I am not sure how people who are not active in church cope with tragedy and tribulation in their lives. Too many times we associate church with long sermons and giving away our money (yet we have no problem sitting through a four hour football game for $75 per ticket; but that's for another time). However, it is that long sermon that God uses to comfort our hearts and give us hope in tough times. And I would give every dime I had just to be part of a church family when troubles come our way. On top of the encouraging words, the warm hugs, and the shoulder to cry on, their is no dollar amount that can be placed on God's people taking your name and your circumstances to the Throne of Grace. There is not enough money in the world to replace the comfort and confidence that comes when God answers the prayers of His saints on on my behalf. You can have your pills, your psychiatrists, your psychologists, your secular counselors, your sleep-aids, your barroom buddies, and your whatever else helps you cope with life. I'll take my church home any day. And I won't just cope, I will overcome and live an abundant life as a result!
Speaking of home (again), won't it be great when Jesus Christ calls us Home! I was reminded again this past week of just how rotten this old world is. And, as the songwriter put it, I am glad "this world is not my home, I'm just a passin' through; my treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue." As the Bible puts it, we are nothing more than strangers and pilgrims here. For the believers, our citizenship (way of life or standard of living) is in heaven. One of these days we will hear the Lord shout from heaven, then the voice of the archangel, followed by the trumpet of God. Then, according to the Bible, in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, the dead in Christ will be called out of the graves, then those alive in Christ will be caught up together with them into the clouds to meet the Lord, yes, to meet the Lord Jesus Christ, in the air! And so shall we ever be with the Lord Jesus Christ. We will be in that place the Lord Jesus said He was preparing for His followers.
What a day that will be
when my Jesus I shall see;
when I look upon His face,
the One who saved me by His grace;
when He takes me by the hand
and leads me through the Promised Land,
what a day, glorious day, that will be.
No more packing. No more pilgrimage. No more strangers in a strange land. No more SUFFERING. No more PAIN. No more HEARTACHE. No more CRYING. No more rotten SIN. Just God the Father and Jesus Christ in all of His glory. And his joint-heirs, His brothers and sisters. To enjoy Forever. And Ever. And Ever.
There's no place like Home!
HOME, SWEET HOME!
Speaking of home, it was great to be back in my home church this past Sunday. I am still on sabbatical until Sept. 3rd, but my wife and I needed our church family so we decided to go home on Sunday and be with family. I love my church. Our brothers and sisters in the Lord welcomed us back with love. Lisa and I were put into the Refiner's fire this past week and we really needed our church. It was great just to be able to sit in the services and be ministered to. We sat in Sunday School with Bro. Ron and enjoyed his lesson on Choosing the Path of Full Devotion from our Discipleship Challenge workbook.
I am so thankful for our faithful associate, Bro. Chadd. He is a great friend and a real blessing to me and to Texas Avenue. He has done the majority of the preaching while I have been gone and God has used this time to mature him as a preacher. His message on love this past week is well worth your time. You can find it on our website. Also, our Deacons have been teaching on Sunday evenings. This past Sunday we were able to hear Bro. Jason teach from James 4 on not allowing the world to infiltrate our lives and our church. It was a great reminder of God's unwillingness to share us with the world. God wants all of our affection, devotion, and attention and He is more than worthy of it all.
I am not sure how people who are not active in church cope with tragedy and tribulation in their lives. Too many times we associate church with long sermons and giving away our money (yet we have no problem sitting through a four hour football game for $75 per ticket; but that's for another time). However, it is that long sermon that God uses to comfort our hearts and give us hope in tough times. And I would give every dime I had just to be part of a church family when troubles come our way. On top of the encouraging words, the warm hugs, and the shoulder to cry on, their is no dollar amount that can be placed on God's people taking your name and your circumstances to the Throne of Grace. There is not enough money in the world to replace the comfort and confidence that comes when God answers the prayers of His saints on on my behalf. You can have your pills, your psychiatrists, your psychologists, your secular counselors, your sleep-aids, your barroom buddies, and your whatever else helps you cope with life. I'll take my church home any day. And I won't just cope, I will overcome and live an abundant life as a result!
Speaking of home (again), won't it be great when Jesus Christ calls us Home! I was reminded again this past week of just how rotten this old world is. And, as the songwriter put it, I am glad "this world is not my home, I'm just a passin' through; my treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue." As the Bible puts it, we are nothing more than strangers and pilgrims here. For the believers, our citizenship (way of life or standard of living) is in heaven. One of these days we will hear the Lord shout from heaven, then the voice of the archangel, followed by the trumpet of God. Then, according to the Bible, in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, the dead in Christ will be called out of the graves, then those alive in Christ will be caught up together with them into the clouds to meet the Lord, yes, to meet the Lord Jesus Christ, in the air! And so shall we ever be with the Lord Jesus Christ. We will be in that place the Lord Jesus said He was preparing for His followers.
What a day that will be
when my Jesus I shall see;
when I look upon His face,
the One who saved me by His grace;
when He takes me by the hand
and leads me through the Promised Land,
what a day, glorious day, that will be.
No more packing. No more pilgrimage. No more strangers in a strange land. No more SUFFERING. No more PAIN. No more HEARTACHE. No more CRYING. No more rotten SIN. Just God the Father and Jesus Christ in all of His glory. And his joint-heirs, His brothers and sisters. To enjoy Forever. And Ever. And Ever.
There's no place like Home!
HOME, SWEET HOME!
