Interestingly, LT said her cell member asked her what happens if she burns the bible.
LT was speechless.
My reply? 'It will further deplete the ozone layer...' Haha. Not funny. But true what, the bible has some kind of special ink...
well for those of you who do not know what to do with old bibles...
here are 2 articles.
http://www.blogpastor.net/2008/06/17/disposing-of-old-bibles/
How do we dispose of old deteriorated Bibles? I must admit I have thrown some down the HDB thrash bin although most of them I have given away or made available for others to take and use. How many Bibles have I owned and fawned and used and discarded like used tissues at a hawker center table? I dare not guess. How should we dispose of old used Bibles properly? I have thought of different things but the best idea I have come up with so far was to give it away for others to use. But what will the others do with it when they buy their own new Bibles? So my interest was piqued when Anthony Loke of Old Testament Passion blogged about this and linked to a rabbi Mark Gellman’s recommendation. I have extracted the rabbi’s idea about proper disposal of old used Bibles for your convenience. Tell me what you think.
Q: I have quite a few old Catholic prayer books handed down from my wife’s mother years ago. I would like to know how to dispose of them. — F., via e-mail
A: Catholic prayer books (missals) and old deteriorated Bibles still bear the word of God and the name of God in them. They are old and worn, but they are still vessels of the holy, and so they cannot be disposed of in the garbage with yesterday’s green bean casserole. This respect for worn-out sacred books is universally shared by Judaism, Christianity and Islam. In older and more traditional Catholic practice, I am told, the books would be covered and buried respectfully though not necessarily in a cemetery. They should be covered and then buried. “Dust to dust” refers to the disposal of all holy vessels.
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http://oldtestamentpassion.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-do-you-do-with-old-bibles.html
have you ever had old worn-out bibles? those thoroughly used for years and dog-eared and marked but pages now coming out and the binding breaking? what do you do with these old bibles?
do you just throw them away? pack them with your old newspapers and sell to the 'old newspaper man'? or do you just pack them with your usual rubbish and cart them off to the rubbish dump?
what do the jews in the past do with their old manuscripts and scriptures? what do they do today? i have read of the discovery of the genizah texts, old scrolls discovered in a storeroom ('genizah') in an old synagogue in cairo, egypt.
dr. claude mariotinni has an interesting article (in fact, two articles) on this. read on:
http://www.claudemariottini.com/blog/2008/05/how-to-dispose-of-old-bibles.html
http://www.claudemariottini.com/blog/2008/06/on-bibles-and-manuscripts.html#links
Monday, July 14, 2008
Friday, July 11, 2008
How do I INFLUENCE others?
Interesting article for weekend reflection!
By Dan Reiland
The following are four insights to challenge and encourage you as you lead those God has entrusted to you.
1. You can impress people from afar, but you impact them from up close.
Leaders get involved in the lives of the people they lead with an intentional focus on those who are in the process of becoming a leader. You can’t model from the pulpit. Modeling is life on life. Modeling says, "Come do this with me." Modeling lets people see your mistakes and how you handle pressure. Because this is true, we can discern that we don’t truly model for large numbers. Your church may be large, but you model for just a few. Know who they are and be intentional about it. Be real and be yourself while also being the best model of Christianity that you can.
2. You reproduce who you are.
The principle of mirror leadership is very sobering. Mirror leadership means that after about 36 months of leadership, the people around you reflect very closely who you are.
Look closely and learn from who you attract, and the people who stay with you under your modeling, equipping and developing. When good people leave you, find out why. Your skills and personality may determine who you attract, but your character, integrity, and lifestyle will determine who you keep over the long haul.
3. Our lifestyle influences others.
In many arenas of life, it is your skill that earns you the right to influence others, but for us as Christian leaders it is first our character - our lifestyle that earns us the right. What we do when no one is looking is as important as our level of competency. Competency is critical, but it’s not the whole picture.
4. Modeling integrity is what makes the difference between a shallow short-term project and meaningful ministry that lasts.
We are about changed lives, changed by the power of God. Although this can happen in a moment, for most it’s a process, and a slow one at that. People aren’t projects and they don’t fit into formulas or timetables. Meaning is found over the course of a journey.
My kids call it "party manners." Anyone can behave for a short period of time. What counts is your ability to live well over the long haul.
The following are practical principles that help bring this idea of modeling into your daily leadership life.
Bring order to your private world.
When we talk of modeling, it seems like an external display because we talk in terms of what others observe about your life. The truth is that modeling is an inside job. How you live the life that others see is determined completely by the life you live that no one sees. How you handle your thought life, your motives, and your temptations has everything to do with how well you model life for others.
Determine a distinctive set of values and demonstrate them in daily life.
There is no such thing as a default value. Either you choose your own values and live by them or someone else will choose them for you. There are plenty of people who are happy to do so - billions of dollars are invested each year in advertising with the intent of communicating a certain set of values in a very appealing way. Know what you believe, why you believe it, and live it out in an intentional way.
Live by the same set of rules and standards.
As leaders, one of the most dangerous things we can do is to live above the law. By that I mean that you have one set of rules and standards for others but don’t follow them yourself. I remember one pastor in a church I consulted with who expected his staff and lay leaders to stick within the budget, but he had no intention of remaining within any budget. We had a great and eye-opening conversation about being a good model.
Roll up your sleeves, get involved and show the way.
You can neither lead nor model from an ivory tower. You may not do all the tasks that those you lead must perform, but they must see you "in the game." A couple of Sundays ago, I observed Miles Welch, one of our pastors, joining in on the umbrella action. It was raining hard as church got out, and to make matters worse, our parking lot is torn up (and muddy) because we are under construction. Miles could have easily let his team do their job while he remained dry, but instead he chose to model a servant spirit by grabbing an umbrella and helping walk people to their cars.
So, how about you? Will you take a moment right now and reflect on the kind of model you are? For what do you have to be thankful? And what might you need to improve upon?
By: Dan Reiland
By Dan Reiland
The following are four insights to challenge and encourage you as you lead those God has entrusted to you.
1. You can impress people from afar, but you impact them from up close.
Leaders get involved in the lives of the people they lead with an intentional focus on those who are in the process of becoming a leader. You can’t model from the pulpit. Modeling is life on life. Modeling says, "Come do this with me." Modeling lets people see your mistakes and how you handle pressure. Because this is true, we can discern that we don’t truly model for large numbers. Your church may be large, but you model for just a few. Know who they are and be intentional about it. Be real and be yourself while also being the best model of Christianity that you can.
2. You reproduce who you are.
The principle of mirror leadership is very sobering. Mirror leadership means that after about 36 months of leadership, the people around you reflect very closely who you are.
Look closely and learn from who you attract, and the people who stay with you under your modeling, equipping and developing. When good people leave you, find out why. Your skills and personality may determine who you attract, but your character, integrity, and lifestyle will determine who you keep over the long haul.
3. Our lifestyle influences others.
In many arenas of life, it is your skill that earns you the right to influence others, but for us as Christian leaders it is first our character - our lifestyle that earns us the right. What we do when no one is looking is as important as our level of competency. Competency is critical, but it’s not the whole picture.
4. Modeling integrity is what makes the difference between a shallow short-term project and meaningful ministry that lasts.
We are about changed lives, changed by the power of God. Although this can happen in a moment, for most it’s a process, and a slow one at that. People aren’t projects and they don’t fit into formulas or timetables. Meaning is found over the course of a journey.
My kids call it "party manners." Anyone can behave for a short period of time. What counts is your ability to live well over the long haul.
The following are practical principles that help bring this idea of modeling into your daily leadership life.
Bring order to your private world.
When we talk of modeling, it seems like an external display because we talk in terms of what others observe about your life. The truth is that modeling is an inside job. How you live the life that others see is determined completely by the life you live that no one sees. How you handle your thought life, your motives, and your temptations has everything to do with how well you model life for others.
Determine a distinctive set of values and demonstrate them in daily life.
There is no such thing as a default value. Either you choose your own values and live by them or someone else will choose them for you. There are plenty of people who are happy to do so - billions of dollars are invested each year in advertising with the intent of communicating a certain set of values in a very appealing way. Know what you believe, why you believe it, and live it out in an intentional way.
Live by the same set of rules and standards.
As leaders, one of the most dangerous things we can do is to live above the law. By that I mean that you have one set of rules and standards for others but don’t follow them yourself. I remember one pastor in a church I consulted with who expected his staff and lay leaders to stick within the budget, but he had no intention of remaining within any budget. We had a great and eye-opening conversation about being a good model.
Roll up your sleeves, get involved and show the way.
You can neither lead nor model from an ivory tower. You may not do all the tasks that those you lead must perform, but they must see you "in the game." A couple of Sundays ago, I observed Miles Welch, one of our pastors, joining in on the umbrella action. It was raining hard as church got out, and to make matters worse, our parking lot is torn up (and muddy) because we are under construction. Miles could have easily let his team do their job while he remained dry, but instead he chose to model a servant spirit by grabbing an umbrella and helping walk people to their cars.
So, how about you? Will you take a moment right now and reflect on the kind of model you are? For what do you have to be thankful? And what might you need to improve upon?
By: Dan Reiland
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
This Is Your Time - Michael W Smith
Michael W Smith and Wes King
"Inspiried by and in memory of Cassie Bernall. I look forward to meeting you on the other side (heaven)."
http://www.truthorfiction.com/rumors/c/cassie.htm
It was a test we could all hope to pass
But none of us would want to take.
Faced with the choice to deny God to live,
For her, there was one choice to make.
This was her time. this was her dance.
She lived every moment; left nothing to chance.
She swam in the sea; drank of the deep;
Embraced the mystery of all she could be.
This was her time...
Though you are mourning and grieving with us,
Death died a long time ago;
Swallowed in life so that life carries on.
Still it's so hard to let go.
This was her time. this was her dance.
She lived every moment; left nothing to chance.
She swam in the sea; drank of the deep;
Embraced the mystery of all she could be.
What if tomorrow, and what if today,
Faced with the question,
Oh what would you say?
This is your time. this is your dance.
Live every moment. leave nothing to chance.
Swim in the sea. drink of the deep.
Follow the mercy and hear yourself praying.
Won't you save me?
Won't you save me?
This is your time. this is your dance.
Live every moment. leave nothing to chance.
Swim in the sea. drink of the deep.
Embrace the mystery of all you can be.
This is your time. this is your dance.
Live every moment. leave nothing to chance.
Swim in the sea. drink of the deep.
Embrace the mystery of all you can be.
This is your time...
(won't you save me?)
(this is your time)
(won't you save me?)
"Inspiried by and in memory of Cassie Bernall. I look forward to meeting you on the other side (heaven)."
http://www.truthorfiction.com/rumors/c/cassie.htm
It was a test we could all hope to pass
But none of us would want to take.
Faced with the choice to deny God to live,
For her, there was one choice to make.
This was her time. this was her dance.
She lived every moment; left nothing to chance.
She swam in the sea; drank of the deep;
Embraced the mystery of all she could be.
This was her time...
Though you are mourning and grieving with us,
Death died a long time ago;
Swallowed in life so that life carries on.
Still it's so hard to let go.
This was her time. this was her dance.
She lived every moment; left nothing to chance.
She swam in the sea; drank of the deep;
Embraced the mystery of all she could be.
What if tomorrow, and what if today,
Faced with the question,
Oh what would you say?
This is your time. this is your dance.
Live every moment. leave nothing to chance.
Swim in the sea. drink of the deep.
Follow the mercy and hear yourself praying.
Won't you save me?
Won't you save me?
This is your time. this is your dance.
Live every moment. leave nothing to chance.
Swim in the sea. drink of the deep.
Embrace the mystery of all you can be.
This is your time. this is your dance.
Live every moment. leave nothing to chance.
Swim in the sea. drink of the deep.
Embrace the mystery of all you can be.
This is your time...
(won't you save me?)
(this is your time)
(won't you save me?)
Monday, June 30, 2008
这一生最美的祝福 (The Gift Of Knowing You) - 赞美之泉 (Stream Of Praise)
在无数的黑夜里，
我用星星画出祢，
祢的恩典如晨星，
让我真实的见到祢。
在我的歌声里，
我用音符赞美祢，
祢的美好是我今生颂扬的。
这一生最美的祝福，
就是能认识主耶稣。
这一生最美的祝福，
就是能信靠主耶稣。
走在高山深谷，他会伴我同行，
我知道，这是最美的祝福。
Monday, June 23, 2008
SALVATION in SUNNYDALE!!!~ =)
Hello all!
We have a new salvation in Sunnydale!
I met Michelle for lunch yesterday and she told me that she was ready to receive God into her life! I thank everyone for their prayers and I thank God for working in her life!
Rebecca Lincoln
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Thank you Rebecca:)
Dear all, yes I wish to recieve him as my saviour. I've been lost for such a long time and was struggling with myself....As I read the book which Rebecca lent me, I tried to follow the way it leads me, without much doubt or hesitation, I thought that only through him that I surrender all and give myself totally to him could I really get close to him, and the most amazing part is, when I made this decission, it turned out to be really a relif and a new start to me. As Rebecca told me , I know there is still a long way to go and I'm still like a toddler on the way of serving God, yet I just feel excited to try and ready to recieve whatever he presents to me.
Thank you all and wish to see you tomorrow on cell.
Everyone has a blessed week ahead!
Cheers,
Michelle
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On behalf of all of us here in Sunnydale, Light and Mimosa: Welcome to the one big happy family of God! CONGRATULATIONS Michelle!!!~ =)
I tell you that in the same way there will be more rejoicing in heaven over one sinner who repents than over ninety-nine righteous persons who do not need to repent. Luke 15:7
We have a new salvation in Sunnydale!
I met Michelle for lunch yesterday and she told me that she was ready to receive God into her life! I thank everyone for their prayers and I thank God for working in her life!
Rebecca Lincoln
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Thank you Rebecca:)
Dear all, yes I wish to recieve him as my saviour. I've been lost for such a long time and was struggling with myself....As I read the book which Rebecca lent me, I tried to follow the way it leads me, without much doubt or hesitation, I thought that only through him that I surrender all and give myself totally to him could I really get close to him, and the most amazing part is, when I made this decission, it turned out to be really a relif and a new start to me. As Rebecca told me , I know there is still a long way to go and I'm still like a toddler on the way of serving God, yet I just feel excited to try and ready to recieve whatever he presents to me.
Thank you all and wish to see you tomorrow on cell.
Everyone has a blessed week ahead!
Cheers,
Michelle
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
On behalf of all of us here in Sunnydale, Light and Mimosa: Welcome to the one big happy family of God! CONGRATULATIONS Michelle!!!~ =)
I tell you that in the same way there will be more rejoicing in heaven over one sinner who repents than over ninety-nine righteous persons who do not need to repent. Luke 15:7
The hot water bottle
A good read with the breaking of a new week...
Isaiah 65:24 'Before they call, I will answer'
This story was written by a doctor who worked in South Africa
One night I had worked hard to help a mother in the labor ward; but in spite of all we could do, she died leaving us with a tiny premature baby and a crying two-year-old daughter. We would have difficulty keeping the baby alive; as we had no incubator (we had no electricity to run an incubator).
We also had no special feeding facilities. Although we lived on the equator, nights were often chilly with treacherous drafts. One student midwife went for the box we had for such babies and the cotton wool that the baby would be wrapped in.
Another went to stoke up the fire and fill a hot water bottle. She came back shortly in distress to tell me that in filling the bottle, it had burst (rubber perishes easily in tropical climates). 'And it is our last hot water bottle!' she exclaimed. As in the West, it is no good crying over spilled milk so in Central Africa it might be considered no good crying over burst water bottles. They do not grow on trees, and there are no drugstores down forest pathways.
'All right,' I said, 'put the baby as near the fire as you safely can, and sleep between the baby and the door to keep it free from drafts. Your job is to keep the baby warm.'
The following noon, as I did most days, I went to have prayers with any of the orphanage children who chose to gather with me. I gave the youngsters various suggestions of things to pray about and told them about the tiny baby. I explained our problem about keeping the baby warm enough, mentioning the hot water bottle, and that the baby could so easily die if it got chills. I also told them of the two-year-old sister, crying because her mother had died
During prayer time, one ten-year old girl, Ruth, prayed with the usual blunt conciseness of our African children. 'Please, God' she prayed, 'send us a water bottle. It'll be no good tomorrow, God, as the baby will be dead, so please send it this afternoon.'
While I gasped inwardly at the audacity of the prayer, she added, 'And while you are about it, would You please send a dolly for the little girl so she'll know You really love her?'
As often with children's prayers, I was put on the spot. Could I honestly say, ¡Amen¢? I just did not believe that God could do this. Oh, yes, I know that He can do everything, the Bible says so. But there are limits, aren't there? The only way God could answer this particular prayer would be by sending me a parcel from homeland. I had been in Africa for almost four years at that time, and I had never, ever received a parcel from home. Anyway, if anyone did send me a parcel, who would put in a hot water bottle? I lived on the equator! Halfway through the afternoon, while I was teaching in the nurses' training school, a message was sent that there was a car at my front door.
By the time I reached home, the car had gone, but there, on the veranda, was a large twenty-two pound parcel. I felt tears pricking my eyes. I could not open the parcel alone, so I sent for the orphanage children.
Together we pulled off the string, carefully undoing each knot. We folded the paper, taking care not to tear it unduly. Excitement was mounting. Some thirty or forty pairs of eyes were focused on the large cardboard box. >From the top, I lifted out brightly colored, knitted jerseys. Eyes sparkled as I gave them out. Then there were the knitted bandages for the leprosy patients, and the children looked a little bored. Then came a box of mixed raisins and sultanas - that would make a batch of buns for the weekend Then, as I put my hand in again, I felt the.....could it really be? I grasped it and pulled it out - yes, a brand-new, rubber hot water bottle. I cried. I had not asked God to send it; I had not truly believed that He could. Ruth was in the front row of the children. She rushed forward, crying out, 'If God has sent the bottle, He must have sent the dolly too!'
Rummaging down to the bottom of the box, she pulled out the small, beautifully dressed dolly. Her eyes shone! She had never doubted!
Looking up at me, she asked: 'Can I go over with you and give this dolly to that little girl, so she'll know that Jesus really loves her?'
That parcel had been on the way for five whole months. Packed up by my former Sunday school class, whose leader had heard and obeyed God's prompting to send a hot water bottle, even to the equator. And one of the girls had put in a dolly for an African child - five months before, in answer to the believing prayer of a ten-year-old to bring it 'that afternoon.'
'Before they call, I will answer' (Isaiah 65:24) This awesome prayer takes less than a minute. When you receive this, say the prayer, that's all you have to do. No strings attached. Just send it on to whomever you want - but do send it on. Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive. There is no cost but a lot of rewards.
Let's continue praying for one another. Father, I ask you to bless my friends reading this right now. I am asking You to minister to their spirit at this very moment. Where there is pain, give them Your peace and mercy. Where there is self doubt, release a renewed confidence to work through them. Where there is spiritual stagnation, I ask You to renew them by revealing Your nearness, and by drawing them into greater intimacy with You. Where there is fear, reveal Your love, and release to them Your courage. Bless their finances, give them greater vision, and rise up leaders and friends to support and encourage them. Give each of them discernment to recognize the evil forces around them, and reveal to them the power they have in You to defeat it. I ask you to do these things in Jesus' name.
P.S. Passing this on to anyone you consider a friend will bless you both. Passing this on to one not considered a friend is something Christ would do.
'Do not ask the Lord to guide your footsteps if you're not willing to move your feet.'
Isaiah 65:24 'Before they call, I will answer'
This story was written by a doctor who worked in South Africa
One night I had worked hard to help a mother in the labor ward; but in spite of all we could do, she died leaving us with a tiny premature baby and a crying two-year-old daughter. We would have difficulty keeping the baby alive; as we had no incubator (we had no electricity to run an incubator).
We also had no special feeding facilities. Although we lived on the equator, nights were often chilly with treacherous drafts. One student midwife went for the box we had for such babies and the cotton wool that the baby would be wrapped in.
Another went to stoke up the fire and fill a hot water bottle. She came back shortly in distress to tell me that in filling the bottle, it had burst (rubber perishes easily in tropical climates). 'And it is our last hot water bottle!' she exclaimed. As in the West, it is no good crying over spilled milk so in Central Africa it might be considered no good crying over burst water bottles. They do not grow on trees, and there are no drugstores down forest pathways.
'All right,' I said, 'put the baby as near the fire as you safely can, and sleep between the baby and the door to keep it free from drafts. Your job is to keep the baby warm.'
The following noon, as I did most days, I went to have prayers with any of the orphanage children who chose to gather with me. I gave the youngsters various suggestions of things to pray about and told them about the tiny baby. I explained our problem about keeping the baby warm enough, mentioning the hot water bottle, and that the baby could so easily die if it got chills. I also told them of the two-year-old sister, crying because her mother had died
During prayer time, one ten-year old girl, Ruth, prayed with the usual blunt conciseness of our African children. 'Please, God' she prayed, 'send us a water bottle. It'll be no good tomorrow, God, as the baby will be dead, so please send it this afternoon.'
While I gasped inwardly at the audacity of the prayer, she added, 'And while you are about it, would You please send a dolly for the little girl so she'll know You really love her?'
As often with children's prayers, I was put on the spot. Could I honestly say, ¡Amen¢? I just did not believe that God could do this. Oh, yes, I know that He can do everything, the Bible says so. But there are limits, aren't there? The only way God could answer this particular prayer would be by sending me a parcel from homeland. I had been in Africa for almost four years at that time, and I had never, ever received a parcel from home. Anyway, if anyone did send me a parcel, who would put in a hot water bottle? I lived on the equator! Halfway through the afternoon, while I was teaching in the nurses' training school, a message was sent that there was a car at my front door.
By the time I reached home, the car had gone, but there, on the veranda, was a large twenty-two pound parcel. I felt tears pricking my eyes. I could not open the parcel alone, so I sent for the orphanage children.
Together we pulled off the string, carefully undoing each knot. We folded the paper, taking care not to tear it unduly. Excitement was mounting. Some thirty or forty pairs of eyes were focused on the large cardboard box. >From the top, I lifted out brightly colored, knitted jerseys. Eyes sparkled as I gave them out. Then there were the knitted bandages for the leprosy patients, and the children looked a little bored. Then came a box of mixed raisins and sultanas - that would make a batch of buns for the weekend Then, as I put my hand in again, I felt the.....could it really be? I grasped it and pulled it out - yes, a brand-new, rubber hot water bottle. I cried. I had not asked God to send it; I had not truly believed that He could. Ruth was in the front row of the children. She rushed forward, crying out, 'If God has sent the bottle, He must have sent the dolly too!'
Rummaging down to the bottom of the box, she pulled out the small, beautifully dressed dolly. Her eyes shone! She had never doubted!
Looking up at me, she asked: 'Can I go over with you and give this dolly to that little girl, so she'll know that Jesus really loves her?'
That parcel had been on the way for five whole months. Packed up by my former Sunday school class, whose leader had heard and obeyed God's prompting to send a hot water bottle, even to the equator. And one of the girls had put in a dolly for an African child - five months before, in answer to the believing prayer of a ten-year-old to bring it 'that afternoon.'
'Before they call, I will answer' (Isaiah 65:24) This awesome prayer takes less than a minute. When you receive this, say the prayer, that's all you have to do. No strings attached. Just send it on to whomever you want - but do send it on. Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive. There is no cost but a lot of rewards.
Let's continue praying for one another. Father, I ask you to bless my friends reading this right now. I am asking You to minister to their spirit at this very moment. Where there is pain, give them Your peace and mercy. Where there is self doubt, release a renewed confidence to work through them. Where there is spiritual stagnation, I ask You to renew them by revealing Your nearness, and by drawing them into greater intimacy with You. Where there is fear, reveal Your love, and release to them Your courage. Bless their finances, give them greater vision, and rise up leaders and friends to support and encourage them. Give each of them discernment to recognize the evil forces around them, and reveal to them the power they have in You to defeat it. I ask you to do these things in Jesus' name.
P.S. Passing this on to anyone you consider a friend will bless you both. Passing this on to one not considered a friend is something Christ would do.
'Do not ask the Lord to guide your footsteps if you're not willing to move your feet.'
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Take My Life and Let It Be
An old hymn written by Fanny Crosby (rem the blind woman of faith who penned "Blessed Assurance")
Performed by Chris Tomlin
As you listen the lyrics of this song... ask the Lord in what area are you struggling to surrender. It mentions so many areas in which can a challenge to for us to submit to God's will.
Do I give Him my hands and feet?
Do I only use my voice to to sing praises to my King or do I allow it to be used for satan's will?
Do my lips bring messages of love or of hate, of acceptance or of judgement?
Do I use the intellect He has given me to glorify Him or me?
Do I see the money I have as His or mine?
Who holds my heart, the world or Jesus?
Who does my life belong to and who do I submit to?
Take my life and let it be consecrated Lord, to thee
Take my moments and my days, let them flow in ceaseless 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 might would I withhold
Take my intellect and use every power as you choose
::Chorus::
Here am I, all of me
Take my life, it's all for thee
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 your feet its treasure store
Take myself and I will be ever, only all for thee,
Take myself and I will be ever, only all for thee
"Kept for the Master's Use", a wonderful book written by Fanny Crosby (Frances Havergal). She uses lyrics from this hymn as chapter titles and it speaks to me every time I read this little paperback book that is so filled with godly wisdom that all of us need.
She encourages us to take every aspect of life and consecrate it for the Lord's use. Why keep anything for self glorification when we can keep it all for His use?
May all of us be kept for the Master's use, alwayz!
Performed by Chris Tomlin
As you listen the lyrics of this song... ask the Lord in what area are you struggling to surrender. It mentions so many areas in which can a challenge to for us to submit to God's will.
Do I give Him my hands and feet?
Do I only use my voice to to sing praises to my King or do I allow it to be used for satan's will?
Do my lips bring messages of love or of hate, of acceptance or of judgement?
Do I use the intellect He has given me to glorify Him or me?
Do I see the money I have as His or mine?
Who holds my heart, the world or Jesus?
Who does my life belong to and who do I submit to?
Take my life and let it be consecrated Lord, to thee
Take my moments and my days, let them flow in ceaseless 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 might would I withhold
Take my intellect and use every power as you choose
::Chorus::
Here am I, all of me
Take my life, it's all for thee
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 your feet its treasure store
Take myself and I will be ever, only all for thee,
Take myself and I will be ever, only all for thee
"Kept for the Master's Use", a wonderful book written by Fanny Crosby (Frances Havergal). She uses lyrics from this hymn as chapter titles and it speaks to me every time I read this little paperback book that is so filled with godly wisdom that all of us need.
She encourages us to take every aspect of life and consecrate it for the Lord's use. Why keep anything for self glorification when we can keep it all for His use?
May all of us be kept for the Master's use, alwayz!
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