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The doctrine of a risen Saviour is exceedingly sweet and precious,it is the corner-stone of the entire building that is the church, it is thekey-stone of the arch of our salvation.It would take a volume to set forth all the streams of living water that flowfrom this one sacred source. Jesus a-risen from the dead and alive forever more.But to know that He is risen, and to have fellowship with Him as Risen Lord,communing with Him by possessing a risen life ourselves, seeing Him leave the tombby leaving the tomb of worldliness, this is sweeter and more precious still.The doctrine is the basis of the experience, but as the flower is lovelier than the root,so is the experience of fellowship with the risen Saviour more lovely than the doctrine itself.I would have you to believe that Christ arose from the dead and sing about it,and get all the joy and comfort that the well attested and witnessed to fact affords,but I beseech you rest not contented even there.Though you cannot see Him as the disciples did, yet I bid you aspire to see Himby the eye of faith; And though like Mary Magdalene you may not touch Himyou can talk with Him and walk with Him in newness of life.To know a crucified Saviour as having crucified with Him all my sins,this is high knowledge, but to know a risen Lord as having justified me,as having bestowed upon me new life making me a new creation through His own life,this is a grand style of experience, short of that ought none to be satisfied.May you both "know Him" and know "the power of His resurrection."Why should newly alive souls in Jesus wear the grave clothes of worldlinessand unbelief? Arise for He is risen.

2:02:20 PM EDT Feeling HappyHearing DELIRIOUS? children!...CHILDREN!We found three of them huddled behind the old baptist chapel we had gotten the use of, two girls and a boy and a bag of glue between them. We invited them home, Gary who was heading up a small but growing outreach on the outskirts of London with his lovely wife Linsey and me. Children(even naughty ones) soon know when they are loved and pretty soon they became a regular feature around the place. Now these were street kids or fast becoming, Jo the oldest at 12 was definately the leader although Terry(Theresa) at 10 certainly knew how to make her presence felt and Wayne, well he was the youngest at 7, he was the tag-on. What a parcel of mischief they were, they would sit in on the bible study, do you think children of this age can bear to hear such things as Imputed Righteousness or Federal Headship? so they would pipe up usually in chorus "wotsit mean? wotsit mean?" and so we would stop and try to put it into language they might be able to understand. Now this was at every other sentence until at last I put my hands up and said "now look, it,s great that you kids have got questions, but you,re interrupting the flo..." I was going to say so much more but I was interrupted when they all jumped to their feet as one man, and with that look of offended dignity which kids just ace at naturally they marched out of the door into the street. All this of course was not at all according to plan and I was truly mortified, the meeting continued in a much more subdued vein. The next day being Saturday we were all together in the house when an almighty racket broke out in the street outside with biscuit tins being crashed together and a refs whistle being blown plus three kids yelling at the top of their lungs "Out out Billy out" two stray dogs bringing up the rear, yapping and barking added to the general hullabaloo. We watched open mouthed as the mini-carnival passed by Terry was wearing a homemade sandwich board which bore the legend BILLY IS A GOAT on its front and SILLY OLD BILLY on the back. The protest march seemingly adjourned in the nearby telephone box because presently the phone rang and Lins indicated it was for me, "Billy out, Billy out,out,out" they howled into the hand set, things were getting out of hand. I managed to quiet them down a bit somehow, "you,ve got to at least give me a chance to explain" I said, kids will usually give you a chance, "go on then, an, it,d better be good" I said "well I wanted to go on and explain something really sweet to you, but you didn,t give me a chance, oh no, everybody jump up, march out the door, man I was shocked"...."wot"...."well I continued I was going to say that we all have qustions, things we don,t understand and which bother us, even older christians, but if you don,t ask but just let the meeting flow it is just amazing how the answer will come out, somebody will read a scripture, or someone will tell a story, even it might be a prayer that someone says and it will be the exact answer to what we wanted to know and that is one of the ways that christians(our kind of christians) know that God is really with us because it happens too much to be a co-incidence. And that,s what I wanted to go on and explain."....."Yaahh".....they must all have had their ears pressed to the ear-piece because they yelled in unison the refs whistle almost took my eardrum out, they were having none of it. I said "o.k....O.K....you didn,t believe what I told you, you thought it was just a line, then I,ve got something else I,ve got to ask you"...."wot"...."I,ve got to ask you to forgive me"....utter silence.... this was obviously an unforseen turn of events. "You see we all love you here, Gary loves you, Lins loves you, and I love you very much and we want you to come back." The silence continued a few seconds more then CLICK the line went dead. A few moments later there was a knock at the door and they all piled in, minus the biscuit tins and the dogs. Cheering and clapping all round and some relief on my part, but I got the crooked finger from Jo "no more monkey business from you mister" Not many days after this the girls asked Lins if they could have a little chat, and because Wayne was the tag on he tagged on, during that older sisterly chat they each one committed their lives in prayer to The Lord.     Tags: children, kids, kiddies, william, evmur, billy, billygoat, sillybillyWritten by wevrum Permalink | Blog about this entry | Add to del.icio.us | digg this This entry has 0 comments: Add your own

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