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Re-17 but not 17 Again


Today is my amazing mother-in-law’s birthday.

Also, it is what I call my Re-birthday.

17 years ago today, in a small Nazarene church in Bloomington, IL, I realized that I believed the Gospel message. Jesus got a firm hold of me, and that is when everything began to change for me. It took about six more months for it to really mean something to me, but the change was evident even then. (Ask my parents, who, at the time, were annoyed with my sudden music choices and leaving radios on around the house.)

The point of all of this, then, is that Jesus is Lord. And the picture above shows that I celebrate by baking a cake, and I serve it to others.


Just so, I tell you, there will be more joy in heaven over one sinner who repents than over ninety-nine righteous persons who need no repentance.

Just so, I tell you, there is joy before the angels of God over one sinner who repents.

For this my son was dead, and is alive again; he was lost, and is found.’ And they began to celebrate.
Luke 15:7, 10, 24

Just like the song says, this wretch was lost and dead, but now I am found and alive. This calls for celebration!

Therefore, I finish with the full reason for this post by quoting Jude (3):

Beloved, although I was very eager to write to you about our common salvation, I found it necessary to write appealing to you to contend for the faith that was once for all delivered to the saints.

Let us celebrate our common salvation and share this faith with our fallen world!


Weekend Words & Sunday Stanzas – 11/18/2012

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It might be hard to guess (*sarcasm*), but the poem today was written during a period in my life when I was coming back to God and is based on the Parable of the Prodigal Son.

It is amazing to think that God not only waits on us to come to Him, but He runs after us to hold us in His arms.

embraced me

i ran away
was stolen from You
by my choices
by my life
by the one who could


       as i ran back to You
You ran up to me
You sought me the whole time
not waiting for me
to come back
and when we met
Your eyes filled with Love
Your voice filled with gratitude
that i came home
but most importantly
You embraced me
took me as i was
Your arms were filled
with me

You never want to let me go

Taken from deeper words of God from a simple man of God by daniel m  klem, page 202.