HUNGERING AND THIRSTING; Food for the Soul

“Blessed are they that hunger and thirst after righteousness for they shall be filled” Jesus Christ urges us into activity.  The activity is urgent, vehement; it is the most energetic activity that one could possibility imagine, therefore Jesus employs the metaphor of hungering and thirsting. There no need more basic to the physical man than... Continue Reading →

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THE FOUR GOSPELS

“These Gospels which, as to size, are mere pamphlets, are the most precious writings in all the world...They are the heart of Divine revelation, because they are the record of the manifestation of God on earth, in the Person of His Son, for the purpose of redemption” (Graham Scroggie)

MY CHOICE – Bill McChesney

Love the poem, delighted to pick it up. It was inspirational as a teenager when my father showed it to me and it continues to be. The true power of the poem is the heart of the author, martyred for Christ.

Called. Convicted. Converted.

Bill McChesney, a missionary in the Congo, was martyred by the rebels in the Stanleyville area in 1964, when he was 28 years old. He had been beaten on a truck and his back was bleeding at the same time as suffering from malaria. Then he was beaten to death by an angry mob which was instigated by the revolutionary army.” Before he left to be a missionary he had written this poem entitled, MY CHOICE.

I want my breakfast served at “eight”, with ham and eggs upon the plate;
A well-broiled steak I’ll eat at “one”; and dine again when day is done.

I want an ultramodern home, and in each room a telephone;
Soft carpets, too, upon the floors, and pretty drapes to grace the doors.

A cosy place of lovely things, like easy chairs and innersprings,
And then I’ll get a small TV – of course…

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MORNING GRATITUDE BY WILLIAM JAY

"My voice thou shalt hear in the morning O Lord" (Psalm 5:3) "How much is there in the morning to call forth the voice of thanksgiving!  Let us think of the season we have just passed through.  How many many houseless creatures this night have no place where to lay to their heads!  How many... Continue Reading →

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