I know I'm one day late for posting a post about the 12th anniversary of 9/11 when the Muslim Terrorists bombed the Twin Towers, and I apologize to everyone on here for being late. I simply didn't get to it yesterday. But nevertheless, it's not too late to post now is it?!
First off, let's take a pause to remember and thank all the firefighters, the policemen and all the regular people too that instead of running away from the crashing, burning buildings on that horrid day twelve years ago yesterday, they ran toward the fire.
'For when we were still without strength, in due time Christ died for the ungodly. For scarcely for a righteous man will one die; yet perhaps for a good man someone will die.
But God demonstrates His own love toward us, in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.'
Romans 5:6-8
In Part One of this new series of posts I'm starting, I want this one to be solely focusing on this one point...
As amazing the love those firefighters and policemen had for the people burning inside those two towers, they only had the ability to save some from physical harm, as humans, they could not save their soul.
But God's Son Jesus Christ the righteous fireman, He runs straight into the fires of screaming, burning Hell and brings our parched soul from the furnace and breathes life into you! Do you understand that? I know it feels so hard, but just admit it, you can't save yourself! I know it feels like your hurting your pride, because you are, but just admit it, you desperately need a Savior! And that Savior MUST be, there's no way around, under or over it, MUST be God! Since we know that 'all have sinned and FALL SHORT of His glory', then whom else is worthy to save us besides the One that created all things?? Have you ever told a lie? Even a teensy one? Or worshiped evil in your mind or heart? I know it seems small, but compared to awesome, holy God it makes you unworthy. From the second you were conceived in your mother's womb, (yes you were a living, breathing human being with a real soul even though to the outside world you were too tiny to notice, He did!) you were a sinner, and me included; for we all have fallen short of His glory.
So even when you were too small to feed yourself, God knew that you needed Him to act on your behalf. Oh that we would realize that Jesus runs through the fire for us! Calling out your name, whatever it may be, (for He knows you by name) and shouting for you to run to His arms so He can carry you to safety!!
Before I finish, I want to end with one quick, little story. Yesterday I found myself sitting in the waiting room in a dental clinic while my Mom got her tooth fixed in another room. My siblings were sitting beside me, and about three chairs down there sat this man in his mid twenties glued to his iPhone. Because I happened to be sitting fairly close, I casually began to start a conversation with him by first commenting on his leather cowboy boots. We got to talking a little, but he was so back and forth between his cell phone and my face that it soon dropped and I moved to sit back with my siblings again.
As I sat there in my chair trying to think up the right words to write on my writing assignment that I'd brought with me, I suddenly felt the prodding of the Holy Spirit so sharply that it felt almost as if my heart had froze solid. Holy Spirit was saying, You need to ask, Samantha. Ask him about his eternity. The Voice was so clear that I began to grow uncomfortable just sitting there and not heeding it. In fact, as I was growing a bit sick to the stomach, mulling over the entire should I? Shouldn't I? tantrum, my mind flipped back to a something I'd read in Corrie Ten Boom's book, A TRAMP FOR THE LORD, earlier that day.
Now Corrie Ten Boom was a woman that took in Jews during WW2 and hid them in her house from murder by the Gestapo, the Pro-Socialist/Communist Nazi police that roamed Holland and Germany. But after a while, a man betrayed her and Corrie and her entire family were captured by the Nazis and taken to the concentration camp for women. In these camps, they had a crematorium, lice and flea-infested barracks that housed the thousands of captive women, and gas chambers that was simply one of the many ways that they would put these women to death by closing the doors and then filling these chambers up with poison. The other ways they would be killed would either be by machine gun or cremated. Sick and evil, I know!!
These women were stripped of their clothing and forced to walk past the soldiers, humiliated beyond comprehension and treated lower than dogs.
My point with all this? My point is that even though Corrie was in the face of a ghastly situation of death, fear and cruelty, she still chose to stand up for her Lord. In truest fact, she held Bible studies with hundreds of women and there arose revivals from this place of seemingly hopeless fate.
As I sat in my comfortable little cushioned chair, in an air-conditioned building with my book on my lap, my mind thought of courage. My mind went back to what Corrie was willing to face to share the Gospel and to be a Tramp for the Lord. I realized that if I couldn't even be obedient in this one, seemingly tiny area of my life in sharing the Gospel with a man in a dental shop, that probably could not and would not even think of punching me for sharing it with him,
then how could I be obedient to the Lord when I must stand up and look into the eyes of Evil itself?
With my heart hurting and feeling nervous I crossed the fence of my comfortable Me-World and asked the man this simple question, "What do you think is on the other side?" Without hesitating, knowing exactly what I meant, he replied, "Ah, I try not to think about that. You know I have two kids and..." and he explained how trying to figure out how to support his family was what mattered to him. I nodded, but went on to say that we all know we will die and that we'll have to face Holy God on Judgement Day, and that it's only by Christ's blood covering you that you can be saved.
Now, to me I felt disappointed because he only nodded and went back to his phone world. But in my heart, I knew that I had done what God had asked me to do. Corrie had once done the same as well, with a young woman named Tinny while they were standing in the concentration camp, and Tinny gave her heart to Jesus Christ. Come to find out, Tinny was killed 3 days later.
Tinny's soul was in the fire, but because of Corrie's obedience to the Lord, Jesus opened her eyes and He brought her out and SAVED her!!
What the glorious Fireman we have in Jesus Christ. Heed His Voice when you hear Him, because I know He calls each one of us.
First off, let's take a pause to remember and thank all the firefighters, the policemen and all the regular people too that instead of running away from the crashing, burning buildings on that horrid day twelve years ago yesterday, they ran toward the fire.
'For when we were still without strength, in due time Christ died for the ungodly. For scarcely for a righteous man will one die; yet perhaps for a good man someone will die.
But God demonstrates His own love toward us, in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.'
Romans 5:6-8
In Part One of this new series of posts I'm starting, I want this one to be solely focusing on this one point...
As amazing the love those firefighters and policemen had for the people burning inside those two towers, they only had the ability to save some from physical harm, as humans, they could not save their soul.
But God's Son Jesus Christ the righteous fireman, He runs straight into the fires of screaming, burning Hell and brings our parched soul from the furnace and breathes life into you! Do you understand that? I know it feels so hard, but just admit it, you can't save yourself! I know it feels like your hurting your pride, because you are, but just admit it, you desperately need a Savior! And that Savior MUST be, there's no way around, under or over it, MUST be God! Since we know that 'all have sinned and FALL SHORT of His glory', then whom else is worthy to save us besides the One that created all things?? Have you ever told a lie? Even a teensy one? Or worshiped evil in your mind or heart? I know it seems small, but compared to awesome, holy God it makes you unworthy. From the second you were conceived in your mother's womb, (yes you were a living, breathing human being with a real soul even though to the outside world you were too tiny to notice, He did!) you were a sinner, and me included; for we all have fallen short of His glory.
So even when you were too small to feed yourself, God knew that you needed Him to act on your behalf. Oh that we would realize that Jesus runs through the fire for us! Calling out your name, whatever it may be, (for He knows you by name) and shouting for you to run to His arms so He can carry you to safety!!
Before I finish, I want to end with one quick, little story. Yesterday I found myself sitting in the waiting room in a dental clinic while my Mom got her tooth fixed in another room. My siblings were sitting beside me, and about three chairs down there sat this man in his mid twenties glued to his iPhone. Because I happened to be sitting fairly close, I casually began to start a conversation with him by first commenting on his leather cowboy boots. We got to talking a little, but he was so back and forth between his cell phone and my face that it soon dropped and I moved to sit back with my siblings again.
As I sat there in my chair trying to think up the right words to write on my writing assignment that I'd brought with me, I suddenly felt the prodding of the Holy Spirit so sharply that it felt almost as if my heart had froze solid. Holy Spirit was saying, You need to ask, Samantha. Ask him about his eternity. The Voice was so clear that I began to grow uncomfortable just sitting there and not heeding it. In fact, as I was growing a bit sick to the stomach, mulling over the entire should I? Shouldn't I? tantrum, my mind flipped back to a something I'd read in Corrie Ten Boom's book, A TRAMP FOR THE LORD, earlier that day.
Now Corrie Ten Boom was a woman that took in Jews during WW2 and hid them in her house from murder by the Gestapo, the Pro-Socialist/Communist Nazi police that roamed Holland and Germany. But after a while, a man betrayed her and Corrie and her entire family were captured by the Nazis and taken to the concentration camp for women. In these camps, they had a crematorium, lice and flea-infested barracks that housed the thousands of captive women, and gas chambers that was simply one of the many ways that they would put these women to death by closing the doors and then filling these chambers up with poison. The other ways they would be killed would either be by machine gun or cremated. Sick and evil, I know!!
These women were stripped of their clothing and forced to walk past the soldiers, humiliated beyond comprehension and treated lower than dogs.
My point with all this? My point is that even though Corrie was in the face of a ghastly situation of death, fear and cruelty, she still chose to stand up for her Lord. In truest fact, she held Bible studies with hundreds of women and there arose revivals from this place of seemingly hopeless fate.
As I sat in my comfortable little cushioned chair, in an air-conditioned building with my book on my lap, my mind thought of courage. My mind went back to what Corrie was willing to face to share the Gospel and to be a Tramp for the Lord. I realized that if I couldn't even be obedient in this one, seemingly tiny area of my life in sharing the Gospel with a man in a dental shop, that probably could not and would not even think of punching me for sharing it with him,
then how could I be obedient to the Lord when I must stand up and look into the eyes of Evil itself?
With my heart hurting and feeling nervous I crossed the fence of my comfortable Me-World and asked the man this simple question, "What do you think is on the other side?" Without hesitating, knowing exactly what I meant, he replied, "Ah, I try not to think about that. You know I have two kids and..." and he explained how trying to figure out how to support his family was what mattered to him. I nodded, but went on to say that we all know we will die and that we'll have to face Holy God on Judgement Day, and that it's only by Christ's blood covering you that you can be saved.
Now, to me I felt disappointed because he only nodded and went back to his phone world. But in my heart, I knew that I had done what God had asked me to do. Corrie had once done the same as well, with a young woman named Tinny while they were standing in the concentration camp, and Tinny gave her heart to Jesus Christ. Come to find out, Tinny was killed 3 days later.
Tinny's soul was in the fire, but because of Corrie's obedience to the Lord, Jesus opened her eyes and He brought her out and SAVED her!!
What the glorious Fireman we have in Jesus Christ. Heed His Voice when you hear Him, because I know He calls each one of us.
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