Changed

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A battered, broken chair was found

Beside the road one day-

Its owners there had put it out,

Because of rust and stains.

Its paint was gone, its visage roughed

From years of wear and tear;

So I guess I’ll never know what made

That man pick up that chair.

He took it home, cleaned off the rust,

Replaced the rotten wood,

Then fixed the legs, smoothed out the dents,

And painted best he could.

When I saw that old chair again,

Could not believe my eyes-

For of that worn and rotting chair

Was nothing, save its size!

That battered, broken chair was me,

Before I met the Lord-

Forsaken by my fellow man

And by my “friends” ignored.

My heart was broke, my mind so stained;

My soul as leather, tough-

But just when I had lost all hope,

The Savior picked me up.

He brought me home, and washed my heart,

Then took away my shame;

He chipped at rust, and smoothed at dings,

Now nothing is the same.

So next time that you think,’Oh, dear!

There’s nothing will change them!’

Remember that the Lord can see

Beyond a broken chair.

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Work, For the Night Is Coming

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If Creation was the dawn of time, and Calvary was noon, what time is it now? Does it seem like we’re getting close to the night of time, the Coming of Christ? Our world is getting darker and darker as we near that midnight hour : yet Christians are hiding their God-given candles! “No man, when he hath lighted a candle, putteth it in a secret place, neither under a bushel, but on a candlestick, that they which come in may see the light.” (Luke 8:16) We are God’s lights in this world- He didn’t leave us here so that we can pretend that we don’t even have a light! The gospel is the only hope that the world will ever have, yet many Christians hoard it to themselves, never sharing it with anyone. When Christ left earth to go back to heaven, He left very clear instructions for the disciples: reach the world with the gospel. He wanted them to share what happened to them with the rest of humanity. Today, however, we are more concerned about what people think about us than where that person will spend eternity. We sit in our church houses, all prim and proper, doing everything just so, while people die and go to hell because we didn’t take the time to show them God’s love. Do we think that God isn’t going to hold us accountable for their everlasting souls?! “And surely your blood of your lives will I require; at the hand of every beast will I require it, and at the hand of man; at the hand of every man’s brother will I require the life of man.” (Gen. 9:5) If God requires man’s life  for the physical death of a man, do you think that He’s going to be happy about the eternal death of a man?! The only way to keep from having the blood of immortal men on our hands is to preach the gospel to every creature.  As the world gets darker and darker, we must spread the truth of God’s love!  Work! For the night is coming, When man can work no more.

When I Heard…

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When I heard God loved me

Before I loved Him,

So much that He gave

His own Son for my sin-

When I heard that His suffering

Was not a mistake,

But that He had given

Himself for my sake;

When I heard that His promise

Was eternal life,

Away up in Heaven-

Forever with Christ!-

I called upon Jesus,

And He took my call-

And I’ve never regretted it,

No, not at all.