Communion Hymn (vs. 1)

October 30, 2009

Behold the Lamb who bears our sins away
Slain for us and we remember
The promise made that all who come in faith
Find forgiveness at the cross
So we share in this bread of life
And we drink of His sacrifice
As a sign of our bonds of peace
Around the table of the King.

Communion Hymn (vs. 2)

October 28, 2009

The body of our Savior Jesus Christ
Torn for you to eat and remember
His wounds that heal His death that brings us life
Cursed of God to make us one
So we share in this bread of life
And we drink of His sacrifice
As a sign of our bonds of love
Around the table of the King.

Communion Hymn (vs. 3)

October 27, 2009

The blood that cleanses every stain of sin
Shed for you drink and remember
He drained death’s cup that all may enter in
To receive the life of God
So we share in this bread of life
And we drink o His sacrifice
As a sign of our bonds of grace
Around the table of the King.

Communion Hymn (vs. 4)

October 26, 2009

And so with thankfulness and faith we rise
To respond and to remember
Our call to follow in the steps of Christ
As His body here on earth
As we share in His suffering
We will proclaim Christ will come again
And we’ll join in the feast of heaven
Around the table of the King

By: Keith and Kristyn Getty and Stuart Townend

We Never Move On

October 26, 2009

From “Living the Cross Centered Life”:

Maybe this thought is nagging you:
If we as Christians have already come to believe in the gospel–if we’ve already received the give of salvation He purchased for us with His precious blood–why focus any longer on the cross? Isn’t it time to give our full attention to more “mature” matters of living out our faith?


“We never move on from the cross, only into a more profound understanding of the cross.”

The Central Theme

October 24, 2009

“Because of God’s amazingly gracious heart toward those who thoroughly deserve His wrath, He both planned fir and provided this mediator to resolve the divine dilemma–a mediator who, through His blood, would accomplish a unique assignment utterly unlike any other work of mediation. In the mystery of His mercy, God–the innocent offended party–offers up to death His own Son, to satisfy His righteous wrath and save the guilty party from it.”

Wow, What a Quote!

October 15, 2009

Woodrow Wilson, while president of Princeton College, once said that education gives students nothing if it does not give them a proper vision of God.

Now comment on that.

No child should feel or be made to say something or believe something they were told do to by a teacher or one in authority, unless the child’s parents are well-informed first. However, the parents have decided to put their child in public school, so they are in one sense leaving their child to be raised by the system. So, I don’t have much sympathy for them, but I do applaud then for saying something.

Here’s the article:

The superintendent of a New Jersey school system where elementary school students were videotaped singing the praises of President Obama stood behind his employees Wednesday evening, saying the principal and teacher did nothing wrong — despite growing anger from parents.

“There was nothing systematic or indoctrinating about this innocent classroom activity,” Burlington Township Superintendent of Schools Christopher Manno said during a school board meeting. “There was no intention on the part of the teacher to make any political statement or promote a political agenda.”

Manno specifically defended the school’s principal and the teacher who led the activity.

Roughly 20 children can be seen on a video posted to YouTube singing songs overflowing with words suitable for campaign slogans and praise for “Barack Hussein Obama,” repeatedly chanting the president’s name and celebrating his accomplishments, including his “great plans” to “make this country’s economy No. 1 again.”

Critics of the video have complained that the performance was tantamount to indoctrination of young children, though some parents agree with Manno that it was part of an innocent activity.

The song was first performed as part of a Black History Month program in February and was reprised — and recorded on video without consent — on March 23, when author Charisse Carney-Nunes visited the school in recognition of Women’s History Month.

Manno said Carney-Nues believes her sister videotaped the performance and then put it on the author’s Web site. He said the district is working with YouTube to remove the video.

A majority of those people who spoke at the meeting showed support for the school, but several others were still upset by the subject matter.

“The song was far from innocent and politics, like religion should be kept at home,” Leslie Gibson said.

The commissioner of New Jersey’s Department of Education ordered a review on Sept. 24 following the posting of the video. In a statement to, Education Department spokeswoman Beth Auerswald said Commissioner Lucille Davy directed Manno to review the matter. Auerswald said Davy wants to ensure that students can celebrate Black History Month without “inappropriate partisan politics in the classroom.”

“In addition, it is our understanding the teacher in question retired at the end of the last school year,” the statement continued.

Auerswald declined to indicate exactly what the review would entail, or its possible ramifications.

Fox New Channel’s Christopher Laible and’s Joshua Rhett Miller contributed to this report.

Fear of Conversion

October 15, 2009

Read this article from Fox News and let me know what your thoughts are on this article.,2933,566101,00.html

“The Florida pastor who helped a 17-year old girl who fled from her home, fearing her Muslim parents would kill her for converting to Christianity, told that he is hopeful the runaway will be able to stay in Florida even though a judge ruled she must return to Ohio.

“We expected Ohio would get jurisdiction… that’s just the legal way it is,” Paster Blake Lorenz told “But we are excited there is still a possibility she could stay in Florida, if the legal documents are not presented with her immigration. So you never know…maybe they don’t have them.”

Before the girl gets sent back, florida Judge Daniel Dawson said he needs immigration papers proving her status in the U.S. and proof from the state of Florida that she can continue her virtual schooling and receive credit in Ohio.

Lorenz claims he and his wife have been operating under the belief that Bary’s parents may not be able to produce the required documents.

LIVESHOTS: Judge Rules Against Teen Christian Convert.

Bary’s family came from Sri Lanka, and Lorenz said Rifqa did not think they would look for her for fear their immigration status would be revealed. They eventually did report her as missing, and Lorenz has since felt pressure from law enforcement and some segments of the public.

“My impression is they are not here legally anymore,” Lorenz told “Originally, they were, this is all second hand. Rifqa told us they were not legal anymore… Meaning they didn’t update their papers and they were afraid they’d be deported.”

Another hearing is set for Oct. 23 for Bary’s family to meet the required conditions for her return. If the conditions are met sooner Bary may stay with a foster family in Ohio until her dependency is decided in court.

Rifqa fled to Florida after her parents, Mohamed and Aysha Bary, learned that she was baptized earlier this year without their knowledge. The parents reported her missing to Columbus, Ohio, police on July 19. Weeks later, using cell phone and computer records, police tracked the girl to Lorenz, pastor of the Orlando-based Global Revolution Church.

Runaway Christian Convert to Stay in Florida for Now, Judge Rules
In an emotional six-minute interview with WFTV in Florida, Bary, who met Lorenz through an online Facebook group, said she expects to be killed if she is forced to return to Ohio.

“If I had stayed in Ohio, I wouldn’t be alive,” she said. “In 150 generations in family, no one has known Jesus. I am the first — imagine the honor in killing me.”

But a Florida Department of Law Enforcement investigation found no credible threats to Bary.

Contacted by, Rifqa’a father Mohamed Bary said he has no intentions of harming his daughter.

“I love my daughter and I want her to come back to the family,” he said, declining further comment.

The Barys reportedly emigrated from Sri Lanka in 2000 to seek medical treatment for Rifqa, who lost the sight in her right eye following an accident at home.”

A true conversion? I pray that it is.

The Sands of Time

October 13, 2009

The sands of time are sinking, the dawn of Heaven breaks;
The summer morn I’ve sighed for—the fair, sweet morn awakes:
Dark, dark hath been the midnight, but dayspring is at hand,
And glory, glory dwelleth in Immanuel’s land.

O Christ, He is the fountain, the deep, sweet well of love!
The streams of earth I’ve tasted more deep I’ll drink above:
There to an ocean fullness His mercy doth expand,
And glory, glory dwelleth in Immanuel’s land.

Oh! Well it is forever, Oh! well forevermore,
My nest hung in no forest of all this death doomed shore:
Yea, let the vain world vanish, as from the ship the strand,
While glory—glory dwelleth in Immanuel’s land.

There the Red Rose of Sharon unfolds its heartsome bloom
And fills the air of heaven with ravishing perfume:
Oh! To behold it blossom, while by its fragrance fanned
Where glory—glory dwelleth in Immanuel’s land.

The King there in His beauty, without a veil is seen:
It were a well spent journey, though seven deaths lay between:
The Lamb with His fair army, doth on Mount Zion stand,
And glory—glory dwelleth in Immanuel’s land.

Oft in yon sea beat prison My Lord and I held tryst,
For Anwoth was not heaven, and preaching was not Christ:
And aye, my murkiest storm cloud was by a rainbow spanned,
Caught from the glory dwelling in Immanuel’s land.

But that He built a Heaven of His surpassing love,
A little new Jerusalem, like to the one above,
“Lord take me over the water” hath been my loud demand,
Take me to my love’s own country, unto Immanuel’s land.

But flowers need nights cool darkness, the moonlight and the dew;
So Christ, from one who loved it, His shining oft withdrew:
And then, for cause of absence my troubled soul I scanned
But glory shadeless shineth in Immanuel’s land.

The little birds of Anwoth, I used to count them blessed,
Now, beside happier altars I go to build my nest:
Over these there broods no silence, no graves around them stand,
For glory, deathless, dwelleth in Immanuel’s land.

Fair Anwoth by the Solway, to me thou still art dear,
Even from the verge of heaven, I drop for thee a tear.
Oh! If one soul from Anwoth meet me at God’s right hand,
My heaven will be two heavens, In Immanuel’s land.

I’ve wrestled on towards Heaven, against storm and wind and tide,
Now, like a weary traveler that leaneth on his guide,
Amid the shades of evening, while sinks life’s lingering sand,
I hail the glory dawning from Immanuel’s land.

Deep waters crossed life’s pathway, the hedge of thorns was sharp;
Now, these lie all behind me Oh! for a well tuned harp!
Oh! To join hallelujah with yon triumphant band,
Who sing where glory dwelleth in Immanuel’s land.

With mercy and with judgment my web of time He wove,
And aye, the dews of sorrow were lustered with His love;
I’ll bless the hand that guided, I’ll bless the heart that planned
When throned where glory dwelleth in Immanuel’s land.

Soon shall the cup of glory wash down earth’s bitterest woes,
Soon shall the desert briar break into Eden’s rose;
The curse shall change to blessing the name on earth that’s banned
Be graven on the white stone in Immanuel’s land.

O I am my Beloved’s and my Beloved’s mine!
He brings a poor vile sinner into His “house of wine.”
I stand upon His merit—I know no other stand,
Not even where glory dwelleth in Immanuel’s land.

I shall sleep sound in Jesus, filled with His likeness rise,
To love and to adore Him, to see Him with these eyes:
’Tween me and resurrection but Paradise doth stand;
Then—then for glory dwelling in Immanuel’s land.

The Bride eyes not her garment, but her dear Bridegroom’s face;
I will not gaze at glory but on my King of grace.
Not at the crown He giveth but on His pierced hand;
The Lamb is all the glory of Immanuel’s land.

I have borne scorn and hatred, I have borne wrong and shame,
Earth’s proud ones have reproached me for Christ’s thrice blessed Name:
Where God His seal set fairest they’ve stamped the foulest brand,
But judgment shines like noonday in Immanuel’s land.

They’ve summoned me before them, but there I may not come,
My Lord says “Come up hither,” My Lord says “Welcome home!”
My King, at His white throne, my presence doth command
Where glory—glory dwelleth in Immanuel’s land.