God's Grace on My Family by Jacqueline King (Part Three)

The following is Part Three, of Jacqueline's testimony. She has given me permission to share her remarkable story. It is a testament to the faithfulness and mercy of God.

God Bless,

Kathy

God's Grace on My Family Part Three

I believe this is right to share. The Lord brings back events from the past, where God's grace is evident and abundant toward Papa, Maman, therefore Francoise and I.
 
The first event is about Papa. It took place in the 30's. He was a plain clothes detective for the Paris police department. He and a small team of other detectives were in pursuit of a criminal. The criminal got in a car and as the car started moving, Papa jumped on the running board of the driver's side, holding on to the car. Papa tried to stop him as the man pointed point blank a revolver at him. His finger was on the trigger. One of the detectives saw it and aimed at the man and fired. The criminal's finger on the trigger was hit. Papa's life was spared. The Lord's grace was with Papa. He had other things for him to do as World War 2 was approaching.
 
The second event took place during the war. As Papa was leaving our apartment building he noticed a group of men, He knew they were there for him. He had no other exit but the big double doors leading to the street. They were between him and the door. His heart in his chest was beating very hard, but his only choice was to keep going, maintaining a normal pace and a control and composed appearance. He got closer and closer to them and slowly passed in their midst. He reached the street directing his steps to the right towards the entrance of the Metro. Slowly going down the first few steps and accelerating as soon as he knew he was out of their sight. The Lord would not let those men harm him, again his incredible grace was evident.
 
The third event pertains to Maman. It was 1946, I was six years old in the first grade. Papa took her to the doctor. The doctor told Papa: "She needs an operation, and I don't mean next week--tomorrow." Maman had cancer, she had to have a hystectomy. The mood was somber and it was a very sad period. Francoise and I had been sent to live with our Aunt and Uncle who lived in the same apartment complex as we did. I remembered how worried I was about Maman and depressed, longing to be with her, missing her hugs and kisses. It is from that time that I started fearing loosing Maman. School was very hard because I knew Maman would not be there when I came home. At that time children did not visit grown-ups in the hospital. It was endless weeks before we were finally back home all together. The Lord's grace was on Maman in 1946, when at 42 she had the surgery. God kept her alive 50 more years, giving her salvation; first just born again in 1970, then the Lord brought her to Water of Life, where she learned the truth about what the gospel is and obeyed the apostle and prophet by reading the psalms, Isaiah 52 and 53, and the new testament everyday. She was reading, praying and giving thanks. She was also baptized in the Holy Spirit, one of her favorite psalms was psalm 86, one of Papa's favorite was psalm 37. Maman went to heaven the same day the Lord called Doyle's dad home February 28, 1996.
 
In the 80's she had become an American citizen She had mastered the book in English, giving to the future citizens to study. The lady who interviewed her on this special day was amazed and delighted at her dedication to learn American history and her enthusiasm at becoming an American. She knew all the answers without any hesitation. Maman always loved history and I took that after her. Francoise was with her that day--what a great day it was.

The second incident concerning Maman took place in the metro. It could have been fatal. I must have been 8 or 9 years of age. We stepped in Francoise and I alone with other people--Maman did not have time and the automatic doors closed, leaving her hanging. She was holding on to the handles of the 2 doors--outside--(Maman was 4'11, and I'm sure an angel held her up, because there was no place for her feet) the metro was moving and the entrance of the tunnel was approaching. I know I was crying and terrified. I know that Francoise must have been too. I kept my eyes on Maman. Several men tried to pry the hydraulic doors open to get her in. It took several of them before entering the tunnel to get her in--what a fright and what a relief. Now I know, one of those men was an angel--strong and mighty minister--God's grace protected Maman that day--his love and care for all of us, his mercy on our family was tremendous.
 
I thank God that he gave Francoise and I parents who were honest, hard workers, with integrity and principles that they lived by and taught us to live by as well. Respect for others and showing reverence to elders were not optional. God made both of them selfless and unselfish. Neither of them liked to call attention to themselves. Papa turned down the French government highest award after the war and simply said, "I just did what I had to do." The commendation from General Eisenhower was never displayed. Papa was not after the honor of men. I thank God for the way he made Papa.
 
God Bless.

God's Grace on My Family Part 1

God's Grace on My Family Part 2

The Story of Jim Clark

John 3:16

For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.

 

 

“The Story of Jim Clark” is a story of redemption, of forgiveness, of mercy and grace. It is a testament of the love of God for His people.

I encourage you to not only read the written version, but also watch the video, as Doyle Davidson shares what God did for Jim Clark.

God will do the same for anyone, no matter the circumstances or the situation one may find themselves in, it is never too late--as long as there is breath we can call on the name of Jesus and be saved.

Romans 10:13

For whosoever will call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.

God Bless, Kathy

The Story of Jim Clark

Jim Clark was one of our piano players and had been for about four years. Jim was a well-known and liked manager of Mervyn’s department store. He had talked to me sometime before about his homosexual problems. In late October Jim asked to talk with me after bible school was over. He and I sat down on the ledge of the northeast corner of building. Jim talked to me about his sin. He said, “Doyle, no place has ever been able to help me and if there is any help it’s got to come through you.” He continued, “If God doesn’t deliver me I’m going back to San Francisco and I’ll certainly go to hell.” I prayed for the Lord to intervene into Jim’s life. That Friday he was admitted to the hospital and diagnosed with AIDS. He never had a chance to sin again. He was in the hospital for about a week to ten days and I visited him every day. The last day I was in his room he couldn’t talk, but he pointed to a tablet and I handed it to him with a pen. He wrote, “I am not afraid, I am ready to go home.” That night he passed away.
 

Video courtesy  of Water of Life Ministries/Misty Reece

People came from New York, California, and Florida to Jim’s funeral. His family came from Illinois. His father asked me, “Did he make a full confession?” I replied, “Yes, sir!” I was asked to do his funeral of course, but God was most certainly dealing with my heart. I asked God, “What am I going to say?” He answered, “Tell them where he’s at! “Well," I asked, "where is he?” God said, “Turn to Hebrews 12 and I’ll show you.”

And I did, Hebrews 12: 22,23

But ye are come unto mount Sion, and unto the city of the living God, the heavenly Jerusalem, and to an innumerable company of angels, To the general assembly and church of the firstborn, which are written in heaven, and to God the Judge of all, and to the spirits of just men made perfect.

I stepped up to the pulpit. The sanctuary was full of sad faces, many were standing along the walls, slumped down, looking dejected. I began sharing how Jim Clark had a sin that he couldn’t overcome, and I spoke what he had told me before he went to the hospital and how God forgave him and set him free and shared the last words that he had written to me. As I continued to speak those people in that sanctuary began to sit up and look at me. The looks on their faces became pleasant and pleased.

Afterward the district manager of Mervyns came up to me and said, “Pastor, many of us came here today with heavy hearts, and your words comforted us and made us very happy to know where Jim Clark is.” This was probably one of the most difficult sermons that I had to deliver because of all the demonic activity that was in this sanctuary but as I spoke those satanic forces began to recede.

It turned out to be one of the most joyful messages I have ever delivered. I thank God for his word that his mercy would never depart from this house because I had obeyed him because I know where Jim Clark is at; he is with the Lord

(As written by Doyle Davidson/Water of Life Ministries)

 

 

Excerpt from "The Hiding Place" by Corrie ten Boom (The Vision)

Germany attacked Holland on May 10, 1940, the attack was devastating and six days later Holland surrendered.

Prior to the attack the Prime Minister addressed the nation and gave assurance there would be no war, Holland’s neutrality would be respected. The ten Booms, Corrie, Betsie and their father, were listening to the message that evening and suddenly their father stood up  and in anger turned the radio off. Corrie shares that there was a fire in his blue eyes that they had never seen.

“It is wrong to give the people hope when there is no hope,” he said. “It is wrong to base faith on wishes. There will be war, the Germans will attack and we will fall.”

His voice softened and he said to his daughters:

“Oh my dears, I am sorry for all the Dutchmen now who don’t know the power of God. For we will be beaten. But He will not.”

Five hours after the Prime Minister’s speech, Germany attacked Holland and Corrie and Betsie woke to the sound of bombs and planes, and fire lit up the night sky, but their father slept. They huddled together in Betsie's bed talking and praying. They prayed for their country, the Queen and Betsie prayed for the Germans, flying the planes.

And then Corrie had a vision. She said it was like a dream but she wasn’t asleep.

“I saw the Grote Markt, half a block away, as clearly as though I was standing there, saw the town hall and St. Bavo’s and the fish mart with its stair-stepped façade.

Then as I watched, a kind of odd, old farm wagon—old fashioned and out of place in the middle of a city—came lumbering across the square pulled by four enormous black horses. To my surprise I saw that I myself was sitting in the wagon. And Father too! And Betsie! There were many others, some strangers, some friends. I recognized Pickwick and Toos, Willem and young Peter. All together we were slowly being drawn across the square behind those horses. We couldn’t get off the wagon, that was the terrible thing. It was taking us away—far away, I felt—but we didn’t want to go…

‘Betsie!’ I cried, jumping up, pressing my hand to my eyes. ‘Betsie, I’ve had such an awful dream!’

They went to the kitchen and made a pot of coffee as Corrie told Betsie what she had seen.

‘Am I imagining things because I’m frightened? But it wasn’t like that! It was real. Oh Betsie, was it a kind of vision?’

'I don’t know,’ she said softly. ‘But if God has shown us bad times ahead, it enough for me that He knows about them. That why He sometimes shows us things, you know—to tell us that this too is in His hands.’

Corrie wrote that realization of the horror of the occupation was gradual. As arrests of Jews became more and more frequent, Corrie began personally delivering the repaired watches and clocks to their Jewish customers, that they might be spared going out in the streets to come to the shop. On one of her deliveries, she visited with a family over tea, and as they talked, everything appeared so normal—and at that moment the reality hit Corrie, and she knew everything had changed. The father of the house was tucking his children into bed and and as she listened to the children’s laughter she knew at any moment there could come a knock at the door and the family could be taken away. As their conversation continued a prayer formed in Corrie’s heart:

‘”Lord Jesus, I offer myself for your people. In any way. In any place. Any time.’

And then an extraordinary thing happened.

Even as I prayed, that waking dream passed again before my eyes. I saw again those four black horses and the Grote Markt. As I had on the night of the invasion I scanned the passengers drawn so unwillingly behind them. Father, Betsie, Willem, myself—leaving Haarlem, leaving all that was sure and safe—going where?”

The ten Booms’ home and tiny watch repair shop—the Beje—became the center of an underground network that provided refuge, provisions and escape for their Jewish countrymen, a network that spread to the four corners of Holland.

When their house was raided and they, along with others, were interrogated and finally loaded on a rickety bus, Corrie watched out the window as they drove across the Grote Markt:

"In a strange way it seemed to me that I had lived through this moment before.
Then I recalled.
The vision.
The night of the invasion. I had seen it all. Willhelm, Nollie, Pickwick, Peter—all of us here—drawn against our wills across this square. It had all been in the dream—all of us leaving Haarlem, unable to turn back, going where?”

And the prayer Corrie had prayed in her heart, offering herself for His people, He fulfilled it in her life. She, along with Betsie, ministered Jesus to untold numbers in Scheveningen and Ravensbruck and when Corrie was released, she went on to minister all over the world.

"This is what the past is for. Every experience God give us, every person He puts in our lives is the perfect preparation for the future that only He can see." -Corrie ten Boom

 

Kassandra

 

2 Samuel 12

 ¹⁶ David therefore besought God for the child; and David fasted, and went in, and lay all night upon the earth.

¹⁷ And the elders of his house arose, and went to him, to raise him up from the earth: but he would not, neither did he eat bread with them.

¹⁸ And it came to pass on the seventh day, that the child died. And the servants of David feared to tell him that the child was dead: for they said, Behold, while the child was yet alive, we spake unto him, and he would not hearken unto our voice: how will he then vex himself, if we tell him that the child is dead?

¹⁹ But when David saw that his servants whispered, David perceived that the child was dead: therefore David said unto his servants, Is the child dead? And they said, He is dead.

²⁰ Then David arose from the earth, and washed, and anointed himself, and changed his apparel, and came into the house of the Lord, and worshipped: then he came to his own house; and when he required, they set bread before him, and he did eat.

²¹ Then said his servants unto him, What thing is this that thou hast done? thou didst fast and weep for the child, while it was alive; but when the child was dead, thou didst rise and eat bread.
²² And he said, While the child was yet alive, I fasted and wept: for I said, Who can tell whether God will be gracious to me, that the child may live?

²³ But now he is dead, wherefore should I fast? can I bring him back again? I shall go to him, but he shall not return to me.

Today, would be  my baby daughter's 35th birthday. She was born on a Monday-- early evening, and in the early morning hours of the following Thursday, as I held her in my arms, she slipped away.

It was the most difficult and painful thing I had ever experienced up to that point in my life. I knew nothing about the Lord and really had nothing to hold on to, nowhere to find comfort. I knew there was a God in heaven and knew about his son Jesus who was crucified and was my savior, but  he wasn't  Lord of my life.

Since those days, God has intervened in my life and I do have a relationship with the Lord Jesus, with the Father, and I know what 1 Thessalonians 4 says:

¹³ But I would not have you to be ignorant, brethren, concerning them which are asleep, that ye sorrow not, even as others which have no hope.

¹⁴ For if we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so them also which sleep in Jesus will God bring with him.

¹⁵ For this we say unto you by the word of the Lord, that we which are alive and remain unto the coming of the Lord shall not prevent them which are asleep.

¹⁶ For the Lord himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trump of God: and the dead in Christ shall rise first:

¹⁷ Then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord.

¹⁸ Wherefore comfort one another with these words.

Oh how I thank God for those words!

When God ministered the verses in 1 Samuel 12 to me, about David and his son, especially, "I shall go to him..." it healed up a hurt in my heart that I didn't know was still there.

So today I can think on these things, and remember my baby girl and there is peace in my heart and there is joy, knowing I will see her again, and really believe that. And not just her, but others "which sleep in Jesus".

So I encourage you, if you have a broken heart, if there is sorrow, if you have ANY need in your life, Jesus is the answer. He died, was buried and raised again, on the third day for you and me. He not only took our sin on himself on the cross for us, he took our sorrow, our pain, our poverty...whatever our need, the Father provided through the death, burial and resurrection of his Son, the Lord Jesus.

If you don't know Jesus, if you aren't born again, you can be, right now today! You can have assurance that you too, will see those that have gone to be with Jesus.

Romans 10:14

"Whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved."

Won't you call on the name of Jesus today? I promise you won't be sorry you did.

God bless,
Kathy

An excerpt from "The Hiding Place" by Corrie ten Boom

Thou art my hiding place; thou shalt preserve me from trouble; thou shalt compass me about with songs of deliverance.  (Psalm 32:7)

(At Ravensbruck- Barracks 8 - Quarantine Compound)

 

"It grew harder and harder, even within these four walls there was too much misery, too much pointless suffering, every day something else failed to make sense, something grew to heavy. "Will you carry this too, Lord Jesus?"

But as the rest of the world grew stranger one thing became increasingly clear. And that was the reason the two of us were here. Why others should suffer we were not shown. As for us, from marching until lights out, wherever we were not in ranks for roll call, our Bible was the center of an ever-widening circle of help and hope. Like waifs clustered around a blazing fire, we gathered about it, holding out our heart to its warmth and light. The blacker the night around us grew, the brighter and truer  and more beautiful burned the word of God.

"Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword?...Nay, in all those things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us."

I would look about us as Betsie read, watching the light leap from face to face. More than conquerors...it was not a wish. It was a fact. We knew it, we experienced it minute by minute--poor, hated, hungry. We are more than conquerors. Not "we shall be."  We are! Life in Ravensbruck took place on two separate levels, mutually impossible. One, the observable, external life, grew every day more horrible. The other, the life we lived with God, grew daily better, truth upon truth, glory upon glory.

Sometimes I would slip the Bible from its little sack with hands that shook, so mysterious had it become to me. It was new; it had just been written. I marveled sometimes that the ink was dry. I had believed the Bible always, but reading it now had nothing to do with belief. It was simply a description of the way things were--of hell and heaven, of how men act and how God acts. I had read a thousand times the story of Jesus' arrest--how soldiers had slapped Him, laughed at Him, flogged Him. Now such happenings had faces and voices.

Fridays--the recurrent humiliation of medical inspection. The hospital corridor in which we waited was unheated, and a fall chill had settled in to the walls, Still we were forbidden, even to wrap ourselves in our own arms, but had to maintain our erect, hands-at-sides position as we filed slowly past a phalanx of grinning guards. How there could have been pleasure in the sight of these stick-thin legs and hunger-bloated stomachs I could not imagine. Sure there is no more wretched sight than the human body unloved and uncared for. Nor could I see the necessity for the complete undressing: when we finally reached the examination room a doctor looked down each throat, another--a dentist presumably--at our teeth, a third, in between each finger. And that was all. We trooped again down the long, cold corridor and picked up our X-marked dresses at the door.

But it was one of these mornings while we were waiting, shivering, in the corridor, that yet another page in the Bible leapt into life for me.

He hung naked on the cross.

I had not known--I had not thought ... the paintings, the carved crucifixes showed at the least a scrap of cloth. But this, I suddenly knew, was the respect and reverence of the artist. But oh--at the time itself, on that other Friday morning--there had been no reverence. No more than I saw in the faces around us now.

I leaned toward Betsie, ahead of me in the line. Her shoulder blades stood out sharp and thin beneath her blue-mottled skin.

'Betsie, they took HIS clothes too.'

Ahead of me I heard a little gasp. 'Oh Corrie. And I never thanked Him...' "


After weeks in Barracks 8 the women were moved to permanent quarters and the living conditions were no better, but Corrie and Betsie continued to minister hope to the women, an incredible and marvelous testimony of God's care and protection---His hiding place---in the midst of great trial.


"No pit is so deep that He is not deeper still; with Jesus even in our darkest moments, the best remains and the very best is yet to be.”  Corrie ten Boom


(Source: The Hiding Place, by Corrie ten Boom with John and Elizabeth Sherrill, page 194-196)

"God's Grace On My Family" (Part 2) -by Jacqueline King

Note: The following is Part Two, of Jacqueline's testimony. She has given me permission to share her remarkable story. It is a testament to the faithfulness and mercy of God. 
God Bless,
-Kathy

"Thanks to God for Pasta!"

Luke 9:

 

11 And the people, when they knew it, followed him: and he received them, and spake unto them of the kingdom of God, and healed them that had need of healing.

 

12 And when the day began to wear away, then came the twelve, and said unto him, Send the multitude away, that they may go into the towns and country round about, and lodge, and get victuals: for we are here in a desert place.

 

13 But he said unto them, Give ye them to eat. And they said, We have no more but five loaves and two fishes; except we should go and buy meat for all this people.

 

14 For they were about five thousand men. And he said to his disciples, Make them sit down by fifties in a company.

 

15 And they did so, and made them all sit down.

 

16 Then he took the five loaves and the two fishes, and looking up to heaven, he blessed them, and brake, and gave to the disciples to set before the multitude.

 

17 And they did eat, and were all filled: and there was taken up of fragments that remained to them twelve baskets.

A friend recently shared a miracle they experienced and they gave me permission to share it with you here:

You Must Be Born Again

^{Jesus said, "...you must be born again."}

The Cross of Christ: The Gospel

1 Corinthians 1:17-18:

(KJV)

For Christ sent me not to baptize, but to preach the gospel: not with wisdom of words, lest the cross of Christ should be made of none effect.
 
For the preaching of the cross is to them that perish, foolishness; but unto us which are saved, it is the power of God.

Exhortation for the New Christian by Kathie Davidson

Note: Each time I share with those who visit my blog, I always encourage you, that if you don't know Jesus, you can---right now--right this minute--wherever you are. All you have to do is call upon the name of Jesus. The bible tells us in Romans 10:

"God's Grace on My Family" - by Jacqueline King

Note:

The following is part one, of the testimony of Jacqueline. She has given me permission to share her remarkable story. It is a testament to God's faithfulness and protection. 

God Bless, ~Kathryn

                                                 God's Grace On My Family

 

A Marvelous Testimony of the Grace of God

The Sanctification of Elliott Hodge – A Short Sketch of My Life

Preface:

To all the dear saints of the Most High, greeting. I have been requested by a number of our dear saints of God to write about my hospital experience, telling how the wonderful God of Heaven manifested His great healing power on me when all else failed. But, first, I want to give you a brief sketch of my life while I was in sin and since God saved me from sin.

Now I am not much of a writer, but in my crude way I would like to tell all who would be interested about how deep in sin I went, and about my miraculous conversion to our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ to whom I give all the glory. (Elliott Hodge)

(Click here for the rest of the story)
Its a small little booklet, just 20 pages and you will be blessed, it will minister faith to your heart.

God Bless,
Kathy

A Miracle: God Delivered A Foal

Luke 5:

4 Now when he had left speaking, he said unto Simon, Launch out into the deep, and let down your nets for a draught.

5 And Simon answering said unto him, Master, we have toiled all the night, and have taken nothing: nevertheless at thy word I will let down the net.

6 And when they had this done, they inclosed a great multitude of fishes: and their net brake.

7 And they beckoned unto their partners, which were in the other ship, that they should come and help them. And they came, and filled both the ships, so that they began to sink.

8 When Simon Peter saw it, he fell down at Jesus' knees, saying, Depart from me; for I am a sinful man, O Lord.

9 For he was astonished, and all that were with him, at the draught of the fishes which they had taken:

I would like to share a marvelous testimony of the power of God working in these modern days, just like it did in this passage in Luke 5. I trust it will be a blessing to you. Doyle Davidson founder and president of Water of Life Ministries, was a veterinarian in North Texas, specializing in equine medicine. The following are his words:

From: The Discerning of Spirits, Smith Wigglesworth

As we think about that which is pure, we become pure. As we think about what which is holy, we become holy. And as we think about our Lord Jesus Christ, we become like Him. We are changed into the likeness of the object on which our gaze is fixed. 
 

Philippians 4:8 Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.

(Smith Wigglesworth, The Discerning of Spirits, December 8, 1923)

Miracles and Quotes of Smith Wigglesworth

Praying the Psalms

One morning recently, I went out to feed the dog and she is usually waiting for me at the door, excited to greet me and get some loves and then races me to her pan, waiting for her breakfast. This particular morning she wasn’t waiting at the door and when I called her she came walking from the front of the house, with no enthusiasm. She looked at her food and walked away. Well, that’s not a good way to start the day.

The Meditation of Our Heart

Psalm 19:

14 Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in thy sight, O Lord, my strength and my redeemer.

Proverbs 4:

20 My son, attend to my words; incline thine ear unto my sayings.

21 Let them not depart from thine eyes; keep them in the midst of thine heart.

22 For they are life unto those that find them, and health to all their flesh.

23 Keep thy heart with all diligence; for out of it are the issues of life.

 

 

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From "The Hiding Place" by Corrie Ten Boom

"It was in a church in Munich that I saw him, a balding heavy-set man in a gray overcoat, a brown felt hat clutched between his hands. People were filing out of the basement room where I had just spoken. It was 1947 and I had come from Holland to defeated Germany with the message that God forgives. ...

A Testimony of God's Grace

Water of Life Church will begin airing on LeSEA World Harvest Television on Dish Network (Channel 217) and Direct TV (Channel 367) this Sunday, May 3, 2015.

I would like to share a little about how God has worked in my life through this ministry. I have been on staff with Water of Life Ministries since January 2008 but we began listening to them in the early ‘90s when my husband came across them on TV. At that time we received LeSEA Broadcasting on Fox 31 via our roof mounted TV antenna. It was my husband who began to listen regularly, I had little interest.  Later that changed and I became somewhat more receptive as the gospel that was being ministered worked on my hard heart. Before then I had never heard that the gospel was the power of God and that the gospel is defined in 1 Corinthians 15:3-4.

As Little Children

Matthew 18:

1 At the same time came the disciples unto Jesus saying, Who is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven?

 

2 And Jesus called a little child unto him, and set him in the midst of them,

 

3 And said, Verily I say unto you, Except ye be converted, and become as little children, ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven.

                                          



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Glorious Day, O Glorious Day!

The song Glorious Day has been in my heart for weeks...I believe that it is God, ministering the gospel of the Lord Jesus to my heart. The gospel is defined in 1 Corinthians 15: 3 and 4. I am including the first four verses, that we might see what the apostle Paul is saying.

What Is The Gospel?

1 Corinthians 15:

³ For I delivered unto you first of all that which I also received, how that Christ died for our sins according to the scriptures;

⁴ And that he was buried, and that he rose again the third day according to the scriptures: