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Awe

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Journal Entry. 3rd of August, 2026. 3:14 Early Morning. A s my life draweth nearer its close, and the end appears more real than it did in the days of my strength, I find that every part of my life is being quietly altered. My prayers have passed from the continual presentation of my needs unto seasons of stillness, speechless wonder, and holy awe before the God of heaven and earth. The early hours of the morning have become at once the sweetest seasons of communion and the sharpest hours of spiritual conflict. There are few duties against which Satan directs himself with greater malice than prayer. He knoweth well that, when a believer is brought low before God, heaven is pleased to accomplish what all the powers of earth and hell cannot withstand. It is no wonder, then, that he labours with such unwearied diligence to distract, discourage, and weary the soul before it hath well begun to pray. The flesh would have me turn mine eyes unto anything rather than the Word of God, and fill m...

Street Meeting Forty Second

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The bitter hatred of this fallen world for God is forever inseparable from its hatred for His blessed message and His messengers. It is one of the certain promises given to those who walk in the path of the Gospel truth. Such a cross is not often found among mere, lukewarm church-goers who blend quietly with the crowd, but it rests heavily upon the shoulders of those who speak and live as Christ spoke. ‘Never a man spake like this man!’   (John 7:46) confessed the very officers sent to arrest our Lord. And what did Jesus say to His own earthly family? ‘The world cannot hate you; but Me it hates, because I testify of it, that the works thereof are evil.’   (John 7:7) He did not flatter men as the smooth teachers of the world do, pretending there are many naturally good people scattered about; rather, He declared that those who love this present evil world are workers of the same evil. This affectionate, solemn word was given for all believers, for all time. Our ...

A Biblical Languages Trainer

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I have always had a difficult time finding good tools for studying Scripture and the original languages. Most apps or programs out there either feel clunky, look bland, or just don't work the way I need them to. I have several apps on my unit that help me, a Hebrew/Greek interlinear, the Blue Letter Bible, MySword, Ginoskos, Greek Study, Tanakh, Septuagint LXX, but they are all separate. I had not realized it, but I needed a tool that had every function each of these had. Not long ago, I was cleaning out my computer files and stumbled across some Hebrew flashcards I had downloaded ages ago and completely forgotten about. Figuring I could use them, I opened it up and tested it, only to be frustrated. The design was old Windows 98-ish, and the limitations were just.. it was not worth keeping. I decided to see if I could tweak the code to my liking. Instead, I just ended up deleting it. But then, I thought, why don't I just build my own? What started out as a random, playf...

Street Meeting Forty First

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Musings on John 15:1-17 Consider this parable which the blessed Lord hath set before us concerning two sorts of professors in the visible Church. The one bears living fruit; the other remains utterly barren, withered, and dead. One is known to his fellow men as a believer—he speaks the language of Canaan and attends the house of God—yet he is known to the omniscient God as a dead, unregenerate religionist. Just as only a living mother brings forth living children, even so only a soul made alive in Christ naturally bears the fruit of the Spirit; but a dead professor bears no fruit whatsoever, for a corpse can never bring forth life. Life begets life, while death begets only death. All true believers are fruit-bearing branches grafted in, drawing their whole life from Christ, the living Vine. If a branch is cut off, the Vine remains alive and glorious; but if a branch is severed from the Vine, it dies, withers, and is fit only for the fire. How simple, how plain are these precious...

2 Chronicles 15:7

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Just in this present year, our beloved brother, a son in the faith, was brought through to the completion of his studies.  Under the heavy burden of financial need, he was hindered from taking the necessary examinations with his peers to obtain his license. They have moved on to acquire work, while he was left alone and unemployed. It was a heavy, sifting season for his soul. And though the timely help and sweet encouragement of the brethren kept him from sinking beneath the waves, his heart sought no earthly honor—he desired only to surrender his own plans and wait upon the Lord to reveal His sovereign purpose. Just one short week ago, the Lord finally provided him with daily employment; one that kept him out upon the road from morning until evening. It was a door opened by Heaven itself. The nature of the work brought him into contact with scores of souls, and he was enabled to boldly share the glorious Gospel of Jesus Christ to them all. His secular occupation became a mere side...

Street Meeting Fortieth

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Musings from John 14:15-20 And we believe in the Holy Spirit, the Lord and Giver of Life; who proceeds from the Father and the Son; who with the Father and the Son together is worshiped and glorified; who spoke by the prophets. ~Nicene Creed. What glorious mysteries are laid open by the sovereign grace of God to the Bride of His only-begotten Son. Let every redeemed shout aloud for triumph—our precious Redeemer hath sent forth the Holy Ghost, the almighty Paracletos , the Spirit of Truth, whom the world cannot accept, because it neither sees him nor knows him. He is the very Spirit that hovered over the face of the waters in the beginning (Gen 1:2) . The Spirit that spoke the universe into existence (Ps 33:6) . The Spirit that empowered Samson (Judges 14:6) . The Spirit that indwelt John the Baptist while yet in his mother’s womb (Luke 1:15) . The Spirit that overshadowed the holy virgin to bring forth the eternal Son (Luke 1:35) . The Spirit that descended upon Him at the river ...