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Full Surrender

Matthew 8:4-38  When He had called the people to Himself, with His disciples also, He said to them, “Whoever desires to come after Me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross, and follow Me.  For whoever desires to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for My sake and the gospel’s will save it.  For what will it profit a man if he gains the whole world, and loses his own soul?  Or what will a man give in exchange for his soul?  For whoever is ashamed of Me and My words in this adulterous and sinful generation, of him the Son of Man also will be ashamed when He comes in the glory of His Father with the holy angels.”

A police officer once asked me the secret to a victorious Christian living.  I told him there is no magic formula.  But if any word could describe it, it would be surrender.

You may ask, “How can I surrender my life?”  It is surrendered in the same way that salvation comes to the sinner.  There needs to be confession of sin and completely yielding of every area of our lives, personalities and wills to Jesus Christ– plus faith that Christ will accept that commitment.

It’s not enough for us to make a decision for Christ at an altar.  We cannot walk successfully in the glow of that experience for the rest of our lives.  We need to return and renew those vows and covenants with the Lord daily.  We need to take inventory and have regular spiritual check-ups.

Daily surrender–that’s the key to daily victory!

— Taken from “Hope for each Day” by Billy Graham p. 250 —

One of my favorite hymns:

“Take My Life”

Take My Life and Let It Be
Take my life and let it be
Consecrated, Lord, to Thee;
Take my moments and my days,
Let them flow in endless praise;
Take my hands and let them move
At the impulse of Thy love;
Take my feet and let them be
Swift and beautiful for Thee.

Take my voice and let me sing,
Always, only, for my King.
Take my lips and let them be
Filled with messages from Thee.
Take my silver and my gold;
Not a mite would I withhold.
Take my intellect and use
Every power as Thou shalt choose.

Take my will and make it Thine;
It shall be no longer mine.
Take my heart, it is Thine own;
It shall be Thy royal throne.
Take my love, my Lord, I pour
At Thy feet its treasure-store.
Take myself, and I will be
Ever, only, all for Thee.

—Frances Ridley Havergal

Each new day is just that!  A new day to live, love and learn of our Lord Jesus and Father’s love.  Then, prayerfully “share” it with all we meet.  Have a blessed weekend.

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Monday Moments

Proverbs 12:25  “Anxiety in a man’s heart weighs him down, but a good word makes him glad.”

In the extreme cold of life we need each other.  Don’t be fooled by the facade of strength that some put on to protect themselves.  Put a little May and June into someone’s life.  Don’t hide behind propriety.  As you kindergarten teacher taught you, “be a buddy”.  Look both ways–who needs a hand, a word or one of your ears for a few moments.  Lending yours might mean making someone’s day.  Reach out and warm a heart!   

Taken from Barbara Johnson’s “Boomerang Joy– Joy That Goes Around, Comes Around” devotional

Posted in Praise and Worship, The Joy of His Love, Time for Sharing

Friday’s Favorite

This is a carry-over from yesterday’s post.  Max Lucado’s words show “what it REALLY means to share the love of Jesus Christ with the world”!

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A Godly Touch– Max Lucado (from the devotional Upwards with Max Lucado)

The power of a godly touch. Have you known it? The doctor who treated you, or the teacher who dried your tears?  Was there a hand holding yours at a funeral?

Haven’t we known the power of a godly touch? Can’t we offer the same?

Some of you use your hands to pray for the sick. If you aren’t touching them personally, you’re writing notes, calling, baking pies. You’ve learned the power of a touch.

But others tend to forget. Our hearts are good; it’s just that our memories are bad. We forget how significant one touch can be.

We fear saying the wrong thing, or using the wrong tone or acting the wrong way. So rather than do it incorrectly, we do nothing at all.

Aren’t we glad Jesus didn’t make the same mistake? Jesus touched the untouchables of the world. Will you do the same?