Saturday Song- There Will Be A Day- Jeremy Camp

I try to hold on to this world with everything I have
But I feel the weight of what it brings, and the hurt that tries to grab
The many trials that seem to never end, His word declares this truth,
that we will enter in this rest with wonders anew

But I hold on to this hope and the promise that He brings
That there will be a place with no more suffering

(Chorus)
There will be a day with no more tears, no more pain, and no more
fears
There will be a day when the burdens of this place, will be no more,
we'll see Jesus face to face
But until that day, we'll hold on to you always

I know the journey seems so long
You feel you’re walking on your own
But there has never been a step
Where you’ve walked out all alone

Troubled soul don’t lose your heart
Cause joy and peace he brings
And the beauty that’s in store
Outweighs the hurt of life’s sting

But I hold on to this hope and the promise that He brings
That there will be a place with no more suffering

(Chorus)

I can’t wait until that day where the very one I’ve lived for always will
wipe away the sorrow that I’ve faced
To touch the scars that rescued me from a life of shame and misery
this is why this is why I sing

There will be a day with no more tears, no more pain, and no more
fears
There will be a day when the burdens of this place, will be no more,
we'll see Jesus face to face

There will be a day with no more tears, no more pain, and no more
fears
There will be a day when the burdens of this place, will be no more,
we'll see Jesus face to face

There will be a day, he will wipe away the tears,
He will wipe away the tears,
He will wipe away the tears,
There will be a day.

Showing Off

Just because He could.............

We're Like Dogs

I loved to take walks with my Golden Retriever. We had to put her down a few months ago, 13 years old and failing. Up until the last year or two, she still acted like a pup. Sometimes we'd walk down our long lane, over the creek and through the woods. She loved this time with me, bounding ahead, then back to me. She had to check out every hole and rotten log, occasionally dashing off with a yip, only to return all wet from the creek.

Although she loved the time with me, her attention wandered and she got distracted. While I enjoyed watching her explore her world, I liked it best when she was by my side. When she was digging a hole or chasing a rabbit, she'd be too preoccupied to hear me call.

Isn't that how we are with God sometimes? We bounce off after this thing or that...careers, new "must-have' toys, hobbies. Jesus called these weeds. Rich Mullins sang that the stuff of earth competes for the allegiance we owe our King. We forget what the walk is about.

This walk is about drawing closer to Him. But many people's lives are too busy to walk with Him or hear His call. We need to hear His voice.

The Last Convert of John Harper

Do you wonder where God is during great calamities?

God's servant aboard the Titanic was second class passenger Reverend John Harper, a Baptist minister born May 29, 1872, to a solid Christian family in Houston Renfrewshire, Scotland. As his young life unfolded, he was consumed by the word of God, and, by age 17, he was preaching the gospel on the streets of his village. A few years later, his calling led him to London, England, where his giant passion for the salvation of others became the defining mission of his ministry.

Harper was declared an "angel God has sent to the slums" -- and in 1892 he undertook studies at the Baptist Pioneer Mission in London to "refine his gift." In establishing the Paisley Street Baptist Mission, which today is known as Harper Memorial Church in London, Harper became a visionary in finding ways to meet needs while sharing the Gospel.

Invited twice to preach at the Moody Church in Chicago, it was while attempting to travel there for a second time that he ended up on the Titanic in 1912.

On the evening of April 14, 1912, Reverend Harper was on deck admiring the sunset. "It will be beautiful in the morning," he remarked as the RMS Titanic sailed swiftly through the bitterly cold Atlantic. At 11:40 p.m., the promise of a beautiful morning was dashed when an iceberg scraped the ship's starboard side, ripping open six watertight compartments.

According to reports, John Harper rushed his daughter to lifeboat 11, kissed her goodbye and handed her over to her Aunt, promising they would see him again someday. Only minutes later, Titanic literally broke in half, plunging 1,498 people into the dark, frigid waters. John Harper was one of them.

Survivors later recalled seeing the reverend swimming through the 28- degree water, trying to lead the doomed to Christ. One young man testified a stranger swam up to him and asked, "Are you saved?" When "No" was his reply, the stranger tossed him his life jacket and said, "Here then; you need this more than I do," and swam away to others.

Following the disaster, a nameless survivor wrote about the stranger who urged him to call out to Jesus for his soul's safety: "Then and there, with two miles of water beneath me, in my desperation I cried to Christ to save me." Of the 1,498 people who went into the water that night, only six were rescued.

Four years later at a survivor's meeting in Canada, one of those Harper spoke to that night, and presumably the last person who saw him alive, stood and declared: "I am the last convert of John Harper."

Will you have a last convert before your life closes? Do you have a first?

If we really feared God, would more of us flee Christianity?

Great article about Francis Chan. Francis has left his church to follow God, wherever He sends him. He works for God's wages, not man's.



If we really feared God, would more of us flee Christianity?