Saturday, September 13, 2008

Mark 16

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

What a wonderful way to start the day. My week has been busy, I've let it be busy. But this morning as I head out to sit at my dad's hospital bed and wonder if he'll wake up again, I make myself stop and read.
I love the first part of this passage because the women headed out to do what had to be done even though there was a huge rock that they knew was in their way. They trusted that somehow it would be handled. I am way too easily discouraged by obstacles further down the path. Today I pray for faith to start down the path without being derailed by worries about something that I am not called to deal with anyway.

Unknown said...

Wow Laura. This passage holds so much for you, considering your circumstances. May He grant you great doses of hope and peace today and throughout the upcoming days with your father.

I had a phenomenal quiet time this morning out on the porch in the first rays of morning with a fresh square of banana bread and a steaming cup of cider. I was struck by;

verse 4. Did you ever stop to consider that the angel did *not* move the stone for Jesus to get out, but for the women to get the visual that He was gone? I mean, Jesus rose from the dead, He didn't need an angel to move a stone for Him. Just one of those "duh" moments for me.

v 14. How the disciples refused to believe, because after all, *they* didn't see the graveclothes laying in an empty tomb, guarded by an angel. The verse came to mind, "blessed are those who have (thinking of faith in my mind) for they will be given even more, but to those who have not, even the little they have will be taken from them." I want to have an estuary of faith that He replenishes daily with new tides that turn it into an ocean. Lord, I believe, help my unbelief. I desire faith, eyes to see what's invisible. 3 D vision in the spiritual sense that helps me live a plain above as I put one foot in front of the other on this earthly pilgrimage. What do you desire more of???

v19. I smiled when I got the visual of Jesus ascending into the clouds. Don't you find it funny how liberal "believers" try to justify and explain away so many supernatural events in scripture. I mean, if you are going to be "believe" in Savior who *rose from the dead*, everything else kind of pales in comparison don't you think? =D I'm going to post my devotional column for this chapter in a separate post.

Unknown said...

This literally made tears roll down my face. So beautiful.

"The year 1889 marked the deaths of two well known men- Dwight L. Moody, the acclaimed evangelist, and Robert Ingersoll, the famous lawyer, orator and political leader. The two men had many similarities. Both were raised in Christian homes. Both were skilled orators... both drew immense crowds when they spoke and attracted loyal followings. But there was one striking differencebetween them- their view of God.

Ingersoll was an agnostic, he had no belief in the eternal, but stressed the importance of living only in the here and now. Ingersoll made light of the Bible... The bible was "a fable, an obscenity, a humbug, a sham and a lie"...

Dwight L. Moody, had different convictions. He dedicated his life to presenting a resurrected King to a dying people. He embracedthe Bible as the hope for humanity and the cross as the turning point of history. He left behind a legacy of written and spoken words, institutions of education, churches and changed lives.

Two men. Both powerful speakers and influentialleaders. One rejected God; the other embraced Him. The impact of their decisions is seen most clearly in the way they died.

Ingersoll died suddenly. The news of his death stunned his family. His body was kept at home for several days because his wife was reluctant to part with it. It was eventually removed for the sake of the family's health. Ingersoll's remains were cremated and the public response to his passing was altogether dismal. For a man who put all his hopes on the world, death was tragic and came without the consolation of hope...

Moody's legacy was different. On Dec 22, 1899 Moodyy awoke to his last winter dawn. Having grown increasingly weak during the night, he began to speak in slow measured words.

"Earth recedes, heaven opens before me!" Son Will, who was nearby, hurried across the room to his father's side.

"Father, you are dreaming," he said.

"No. This is no dream Will," Moody said. "It is beautiful. It is like a trance. If this is death, it is sweet. God is calling me, and I must go. Don't call me back."

At tat point, the family gathered around, and moments later the great evangelist died. It was his coronation day- a day he had looked forward to for many years. he was with his lord.

... There was no despair. Loved ones gathered to sing praise to God at a triumphant home-going service. Many remembered the words the evangelist had spoken earlier that year in New York City: "Someday you will read in the papers that Moody is dead. Don't you believe a word of it. At that moment I shall be more alive than I am now. I was born of the flesh in 1837, I was born of the spirit in 1855. That which was born of the flesh may die. That which is born of the Spirit shall live forever."

From The Applause of Heaven by Max Lucado.

Mac an Rothaich said...

'and they went out and preached everywhere, while the Lord worked with them and confirmed the message by accompanying signs'

a reminder of our important role to work for Christ's glory and aspecially a reminder that he is working right along with us, that we are never alone and that we must do it by the Spirit:)