Archive | August 15, 2013

Faith That Endures

Faith that endures

Faith that endures is faith that is pure–
A sweet fruit from above;
It is the substance of things hoped for–
A gift of God’s great love.
It’s the evidence of things not seen,
And when our faith is strong,
There is no valley we can’t walk through…
Singing a joyful song!

Faith that endures is faith that assures
Others that they can cope;
It reaches out in true compassion
With God’s message of hope.
It gives courage in face of danger,
removing every fear;
and in times of trouble it gives strength…
Keeping our vision clear.

Faith that endures is faith that secures
the soul eternally;
it’s the channel through which we believe
and by grace are set free.
Oh, friend, let us look unto Jesus
Who saves from darkness grim,
Author and Finisher of our faith…
It is all about Him.

 “Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.” (Heb 11:1)
 “fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God” (Hebrew 12:2)

© Connie C. Bratcher

Photo: Huangshan mountain, China by Kevin Lam

John 3:16

John 3 16

“For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.”

In the city of Chicago, one cold, dark night, a blizzard was setting in. A little boy was selling newspapers on the corner; the people were in and out of the cold. The little boy was so cold that he wasn’t trying to sell many papers.

He walked up to the policeman and said,

“Mister, you wouldn’t happen to know where a poor boy could find a warm place to sleep tonight would you? You see, I sleep in a box up around the corner there and down the alley and its awful cold in there, of a night. Sure you be nice to have a warm place to stay.”

The policeman looked down at the little boy and said,

“You go down the street to that big white house and you knock on the door. When they come out the door you just say John 3:16 and they will let you in.”

So he did, he walked up the steps to the door, and knocked on the door and a lady answered. He looked up and said,

“John 3:16.”

The lady said, “Come on in, Son.”

She took him in and she sat him down in a split bottom rocker in front of a great big old fireplace and she went off. He sat there for a while, and thought to himself, “John 3:16…. I don’t understand it, but it sure makes a cold boy warm.”

Later she came back and asked him “Are you hungry?”

He said, “Well, just a little. I haven’t eaten in a couple of days and I guess I could stand a little bit of food.” The lady took him in the kitchen and sat him down to a table full of wonderful food. He ate and ate until he couldn’t eat any more. Then he thought to himself “John 3:16…. Boy, I sure don’t understand it, but it sure makes a hungry boy full.”

She took him upstairs to a bathroom and a huge bathtub filled with warm water and he sat there and soaked for a while. As he soaked, he thought to himself, “John 3:16…I sure don’t understand it, but it sure makes a dirty boy clean. You know, I’ve not had a bath, a real bath, in my whole life. The only bath I ever had was when I stood in front of that big old fire hydrant as they flushed it out.”

The lady came in and got him, and took him to a room and tucked him into a big old feather bed and pulled the covers up around his neck and kissed him goodnight and turned out the lights. As he laid in the darkness and looked out the window at the snow coming down on that cold night he thought to himself, “John 3:16…. I don’t understand it, but it sure makes a tired boy rested.”

The next morning she came back up and took him down again to that same big table full of food. After he ate, she took him back to that same big old split bottom rocker in front of the fireplace and she took a big old Bible and sat down in front of him and looked up at him and she asked,

“Do you understand John 3:16?”

He said, “No, Ma’am, I don’t. The first time I ever heard it was last night when the policeman told me to use it.”

She opened the Bible to John 3:16 and she began to explain to him about Jesus. Right there in front of that big old fireplace, he gave his heart and life to Jesus. He sat there and thought, “John 3:16. I don’t understand it, but it sure makes a lost boy feel safe.”

My dear friends, I have to confess I don’t understand it either, how God would be willing to send His Son to die for us, and how Jesus would agree to do such a thing. I don’t understand it either, but it sure makes our life worth living and has an eternal life!!