Isn’t it annoying when you know something to be 100% true, and you share it with someone, and they respond by saying, “I don’t believe you”?
Then, after time and circumstances prove you right, how hard is it to keep yourself from blurting, “I told you so”?
One of my favourite parts of Jesus’ resurrection account is when the angel said, “He is not here; for He is risen, as He said” (Matthew 28:6).
I am the oldest of 12 children, and I have 7 brothers.
It has been 7 years since I last lived in my parents’ home, and I now have a family and a house of my own.
As with almost every home with children, bedrooms become messy and need cleaning at my home. It’s not unusual for parents to tell a child to clean his room.
I said in a previous post “that I do believe that some people will spend eternity apart from Christ even though a ‘revival’ at some church gave them confidence that just the opposite would happen.”
An unhealthy emphasis on spiritual awakening among unsaved people and a failure to define terms has no doubt led some people to believe that they had a relationship with Jesus Christ because they attended a church service, walked an aisle during an invitation, and prayed a prayer asking Jesus to come into their heart and be their Lord.
‘Twas Easter 2020, and I sat in my room,
Looking outside and feeling all gloom.
The sun barely shining, the earth filled with fear,
And I stuck at home with my cellphone drawn near.
A virus with seemingly little resistance
Had forced me and others to “socially distance.”
A moment of weakness as I sat alone
Caused me to question, “Is God still on the throne?”
For why would a God full of mercy and love
Let bad things occur and just watch from above?