Nothing more is neededNothing less will doThe love of God it frees the soulHe died for me and youThe sun, it is no good to meIf I cannot see it's lightSo without the knowledge of His loveThen my day is simply nightIt's when I'm drawn unto the lightThat darkness flees awayThen my hungry soul can now proclaimMy night has turned to dayI know thy name, I've seen thy lightIt raised my soul from hellAnd now I say with all my mightOf my soul, that all is well ..read more

He who casts his lot in with the people of God must prepare for loss as well as gain. He must count the cost beforehand and be ready to pay it when the day comes for payment. There is the taking up of our cross, the denying of self and forsaking all. He loses……… 1. This world. Whatever may be in it of pleasure, satisfaction, pomp or merrymaking, he loses for he cannot have both worlds. 2. His name. Perhaps he stood high in reputation with the men of this world and had a name for many things, but then loses this, for his name is cast out as evil. 3. His religion. For the likelihood is that he ..read more

We are warned in the Scriptures that the times would come when men and women will not put up with sound doctrine, instead, in order to suit their own desires, they will gather around themselves a great number of teachers to say what their itching ears desire to hear. They will turn away from the truth. (2 Tim 4:2-5) We are warned that there are whole groups of “teachers,” ruining whole households by teaching things they ought not to teach, and that for the sake of dishonest gain ( Titus 1:11)   We are instructed by Paul, therefore by God, to watch and remember. Remember what? Watch for w ..read more

His name is like honey on my lips, His presence , the source of my life and my joy and my peace. Where could I go but to the Lord? He is the light of my life, the breath in my lungs, the very reason that I exist. His majesty and His glory tower over me.His love, as vast as the endless sea. His faithfulness as endless as eternity. In Him I have been gloriously set free. Oh for a thousand years to sing of the reason for my joy. It is complete in Jesus. Teach me Father how to glorify that name which is above all names. The name given, that name honored, that name high and lifted up, that name whi ..read more

In every storm, the saint has an anchor and His name is Jesus. We are out there in the roiling seas and He is the forerunner. He goes before us into the harbor and draws us in. In ancient times when the sea was too stormy to enter the harbor and giant waves would crash against the harbor walls and the ships would drag their anchors and be in danger of overturning and being swamped, they would lower a skiff, a forerunner. The anchor would be placed on the small boat and the boat would make its way into the harbor and the anchor would be dropped in calmer waters ,then the boat would be pulled i ..read more

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The more I study church history the more I see a  recurring problem in every age. There is a cycle of revolution that returns us to the old paths and then within a generation or less, that which revolted against the traditions of men return to what they had left behind. The second generation worships the works of their fathers and fall into traditionalism. Even as early as 85ad we had Diotrephes, arguably the first senior pastor, building his own kingdom and rejecting the preeminence of Jesus. Now, there is no doubt that he would never have said that out loud or ever actually acknowledged ..read more

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Finding our place within the bigger picture is about knowing the one whose painting the landscape. It’s about being content with being just one stroke from the Masters brush, but knowing that this one stroke causes us to be a vital part of the whole. To be amazed just to have a seat at the table, or to be a brushstroke on the canvas or a single thread in the tapestry is to have a peace that surpasses understanding. Finding our rightful place within the Kingdom is the journey and we discover that the journey itself is the purpose. The destination is simply the veil drawn back. And suddenly we ..read more

I shall arise and go down to the Potters house. And there I shall hear the word of the Lord. I shall see a work upon the wheel. And the clay is marred in the hand of the Lord. And the wheel keeps turning. Brothers and sisters, have you put yourself upon the potters wheel? Have you put yourself into His hands? As it seems good to the Potter, will you allow yourself to be remade? Can I suggest the obvious? We are the clay, He is the potter and the turning wheel is life with all its circumstances. Shall we yield to it all? Shall we allow ourselves to be broken to be remade? Or, shall we cry out ..read more