Bad Girls Gone Good…

It happens.  A young girl is influenced by the wrong crowd.  She believes what the media tells her about her feminity.  Her father is absent and she craves male attention. She finds herself in uncomfortable situations but doesn’t know how to get out.   Some tall dark and handsome young man eyes her.  This young man was […]

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A Hidden Book Review

Carefully, I tucked my copies from my current book into my bible.  I was going to introduce the thoughts from the book to our adult Sunday School Class.  I copied pages and introduced the thoughts as “some thoughts from a book I am reading”.  I couldn’t reveal the author.  He had a label.  It was […]

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Carefully, I tucked my copies from my current book into my bible. I was going to introduce the thoughts from the book to our adult Sunday School Class. I copied pages and introduced the thoughts as “some thoughts from a book I am reading”. I couldn’t reveal the author. He had a label. It was Pentecostal/Charasmatic-therefore there could be no truth in anything that he said. His publisher was not on our approved denominational reading list. I felt slightly deceitful. But, I knew that I was called to truth. Truth-forth-telling, another term I had to be careful not to flaunt in this audience, for “prophecies had ceased” according to their theology. I was well passed my forties when I found out why I had always felt a bit displaced and received as “over the top” by my brothers and sisters in Christ. I knew they were part of the body of Christ and so was I. I knew that they were as much a part of the body as I was and that my understanding was not superior to theirs. I saw no need to break fellowship. In fact, I had received a “word from the Lord” years earlier to be “filled with the Holy Spirit in the midst of the congregation”. ( We are enriched by the views from the toe or the hand or the heart, right?) Something else they would not receive, because the ONLY Word was the written Word of God. The Word has all authority—I believe that. But, I also learned late why I had been receiving Rhema Words of life from the LORD for many years, that had given me life. A quote from the book, “Every ministry gift will eventually confront the cave of loneliness and the prison of an ostracized situation. “ I knew that was true. I had been here many a time. Only I had been confused how I got there when my heart was full of love toward people. Too often, in our churches, theology reigns, not love. Or in some, it is the “pattern of this world” that has made its way into the church. I will share a paragraph from this book, that clarified truth for me: “ A weeping midwife holds the stained infant in her arms. He is all that remains of Rachel. Now Jacob limps into the wagon. Finding the lovely wife gone and his son born, his emotions are scrambled like eggs in a pan. “What is, uh, what is his name? he asks. The midwife’s trembling voice responds: “She said he was Benoni, son of my sorrow.” Jacob’s eyes turn deeply within. Perhaps he remembers what a wrong name can do to a child. Whatever the reflection, he speaks with the wisdom that is born only out of personal experience. “He shall not be called Benoni, son of my sorrow. He shall be called Benjamin, son of my right hand, He is my strength, not my sorrow!” he declares. Guess whose name prevailed, Benjamin, you are who your father says you are.” Such truth spoken through the Word to a lowly modern day disciple. All of us are who our Father says we are. Our labels have not served us well. In our efforts to orm unity, we bring divisiveness. In our attempts to “guard” the Word, we build walls with our brothers and sisters. Truth is truth whatever vehicle God uses to bring it. God has spoken through prophets, angels, donkeys, children, miraculous events in both the old and New Testament. I have heard that old argument, too. “Oh, but that is Old Testament.” So? The New Testament is a fulfillment of the Old Testament, it was not disregarded, but fulfilled.

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“Rescuing the Gospel” by Irwin Lutzer Book Review by Linda Lee

Irwin Lutzer brings us up to date on the Reformation with his writing style of  historical accuracy, and interest.  He shows us how God used imperfect men to accomplish His purposes, from Catholicism to Lutheranism, Armenian, Calvinistic and Annabaptist movements that underwhelmed Europe but grew in America.  We see how very often “religion” brings division.  […]

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