... Notice that Paul says in v.12, "we do not wrestle against flesh and blood…" Every Christian is in this war; every Christian has to fight. There are no deferments, no exemptions, and no conscientious objectors in God's army. If you are a Christian you better get ready to rumble; you're in the army. Let me tell you something. When you give your heart to Jesus you don't get into a frolic, you get into a fight. God not only puts salvation in your heart, He puts a sword in your hand. When Paul came to the end ...
... a king -- at least not comfortably. Susan stood looking up at the bigger-than-life king while her own back was pressed against the glass wall. Again she thought to herself, "Yes, in Christ we have a king who will meet all our needs." Then something deep within her, something rumbling around in the midst of her unmet needs, caused her to add, "or will he?" I'm going to ask you to please set this scene aside in your mind for a moment. We will come back to Susan in just a bit, but first let's go back over ...
... are handicapped and who have not always been treated as justly as they deserve to be. Their voices are just beginning to be heard and the titles of three books on the subject, all published within the last five years, suggest that there is rumbling afoot in the community of the disabled that is not going to be prematurely or forcefully quieted. The three titles are these: The Hidden Minority, The Quiet Revolution, and The Unexpected Minority. Authors Gliedman and Roth, in that third volume, point to what is ...
The teenage years are exciting and confusing times. That lovable character too old to be a child and not yet old enough to be an adult rumbles through life forming values and fighting acne. I suppose that I rumbled and stumbled with the best of them during my teenage existence. An especially vivid memory revolves around our junior high school science fair. Now, science fairs were a great deal of fun to us wide-eyed ninth-graders. Every person who visualized himself as a potential scientific genius entered ...
... and is waiting to be seen. No one is there, but there is a card at a table beside a machine. The sign reads, "Fill out the card and insert it into the machine." The man completes the card and follows the instructions. The machine begins rumbling and humming, and after a few seconds prints out a response which says, "You will be struck by lightning and killed tomorrow morning." The man looks up at the machine and notices a button which reads, "Death Averted." He pushes the button and the machine begins ...
... faith seems illogical. Many choirs across our land today will sing the "SANCTUS" from John Rutter's Requiem. It's the Palm Sunday piece. It's the most joyful movement in the REQUIEM, but immediately following it comes the somber AGNUS DEI, in which the men sing with rumbling tone: "In the midst of life we are in death, we are in death, we are in death." It's chilling. It's real, but is there anything more? The motion picture The Mission tells of a 19th century slave trader who murdered his blood brother in ...
... Passover bread and found Jesus instead! So, there stands Jesus atop a hillside overlooking LakeGalilee. The crowd he sought to be rid of has followed him and even grown into the thousands. By now it is late in the day, supper time nears and stomachs begin to rumble for want of food. But, wait! There's more need than for a meal. The sick are in the crowd. The ignorant are present. So, too, are the lonely, the adulterous, the confused, the lost, the misguided. All these Jesus sees as he looks over the vast ...
... Notice that Paul says in v.12, "we do not wrestle against flesh and blood..." Every Christian is in this war; every Christian has to fight. There are no deferments, no exemptions, and no conscientious objectors in God's army. If you are a Christian you better get ready to rumble; you're in the army. Let me tell you something. When you give your heart to Jesus you don't get into a frolic, you get into a fight. God not only puts salvation in your heart, He puts a sword in your hand. When Paul came to the end ...
... 's scripture can be found in verse 12. Joel wrote in graphic detail of the coming of the Lord and of the consequences of the impending judgment. In various parts of the Book of Joel, he wrote of the devastation by locusts, fire devouring the wilderness, the rumbling of war horses, earthquakes and the shaking of heaven and earth. All of this imagery was used as a literary device to get the people's attention and to give power to his message. The heart of that message is found in these words: " 'Yet even now ...
... is still 100 percent. All of this talk of heaven seems rather farfetched, doesn't it? Why should anyone believe all this stuff? We are making some fairly outrageous claims when we claim that this community is a bit of heaven on earth. Thunder doesn't rumble and lightning doesn't flash when someone is baptized. The bread and wine of communion doesn't seem to taste like body and blood. This communion of saints still behaves an awful lot like sinners. And what right do we have to forgive the most outrageous ...
... of their bedroom. "You're doing the right thing, Tommy; stay right where you are," he said. It was difficult not to run. As he sat clutching his knees to his chest, he heard dishes shattering in the kitchen, and continued to feel the rumble beneath him for what seemed an eternity. The next days and weeks carried much uncertainty and fear for ten-year-old Tommy. There were fires, broken water mains, no electricity or phone service, homeless people populating the streets and the parks, sirens blaring all ...
... Garden of Eden, the original unity of creation. The shattered world we have today is the result. We can hear the effects of sin all around us. The discordant babble of voices raised in hatred, the crash of rainforests and the rumble of bulldozers scarring the land, gunfire in our inner cities, rich and poor arguing over who owns what, liberals attacking conservatives and conservatives attacking liberals, husbands and wives arguing and children crying alone in the darkness because no one understands; those ...
... ceiling of the first level had a cooling effect. If thebuilding had stood a little longer, there would have beenten thousand in there. I was on my way to the party. You could see thebuilding for miles, towering over everything. It wasmagnificent. I heard a rumbling. As I watched the temple,the topmost section began to turn. Then I realized the wholebuilding was beginning to twist and fall in on itself. Ijust ran. I knew there were people inside and I could seethis was the worst disaster ever to happen in ...
... history. There is just one last mention of it in the Bible. John, in prison on the island of Patmos, catches a vision of eternity. "Then God's temple in heaven was opened, and the ark of his covenant was seen within his temple; and there were flashes of lightning, rumblings, peals of thunder, and earthquake, and heavy hail" (Revelation 11:19). In the end -- God! His promise! His victory!
... , though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil, for Thou art with me" (Psalm 23:4). These verses were more than comforting assurances; they became the means for conveying to him the presence of Christ. "Sometimes I hear the distant rumblings of the storm," he says. "But I know two things. First, I'm not the only person in the boat; there is Another called Christ. Second, no matter how terrible the storm, I have not been set adrift." Give to the winds thy fears; hope and be ...
... yourselves to God as those who have been brought from death to life, and present your members to God as instruments of righteousness." Nicky Cruz came to this awareness. He was one of the most feared gang members in New York City, engaging in rumbles wearing a garbage can for protection and wielding a baseball bat for an instrument of destruction. When Nicky encountered the risen Lord Jesus, he received a new life through faith. He became an "instrument of righteousness" who was able to rise above the ...
... questioned "the pursuit of happiness?" Perhaps they are seeing at face value Epicurus' point that "wealth consists not in having great possessions, but in having few wants." What is "the good?" More importantly, what is the source of goodness? Don't you hear the rumbling chariots of history? They tell us all too painfully that progress has not been carved out by our kind alone. His Word on this Pentecost Day challenges that question with an affirmative "yes." The Word converges upon us like water down a dry ...
... he said, “My second point…” Everybody sat up. Only 10 or 15 seconds had passed, and he was already on his second point? He paused, then said, “My second point is that most of you don’t give a damn!” He paused again as gasps and rumblings flowed across the congregation, and then said: “And my third point is that the real tragedy among Christians today is that many of you are now more concerned that I said ‘damn’ than you are that I said two billion people are starving to death.” Then he ...
... understanding friend, but they were leaderless as well. With Jesus' humiliating defeat, all they had lived for and hoped for had crumbled beneath them. There in the dust lay their ruined goals, the ridiculous remains of their grand dreams. Oh, they had heard the rumors rumbling through the city streets, the story of some women that Jesus had risen from the dead, but "it seemed to them an idle tale." A couple of the disciples had verified that the tomb was empty, but that only unnerved them all the more. As ...
Sweat swarmed and beaded the palms of his hands as his heart thumped and pulse escalated. Bulging eyes blinked rapidly as his face twitched. His brown, swollen hands rumbled nervously through the inside pocket of his urine-stained tweed overcoat. "I got to find a match," he said to himself. "I got to find a match." Again he jerked through every pocket of his pants, jacket, and shirt. Still no match. Wildly flailing his arms more frantically now, he ...
... the Zealots. If our world has its decadent dictators--Saddam Hussein of Iraq, so too did their world--Herod Antipas of Jerusalem. If in our world we hear freedom's cry coming from China, so it was in their world, with cries of freedom from the Jews and the rumblings of Rome's legends. Their world and our world aren't really so far apart. And, like us, they lived in a world that had its own private realties. They lived in a world where old ladies were not supposed to get pregnant and neither were young ones ...
... Elijah, standing on a great rock on a great mountain just outside his cave, feels a wind beginning to blow. His hopes rise. "Maybe God will be in the wind." But no. Trees tumble. Rocks fall. But God is not in the wind. Then an earthquake begins to rumble. "Surely," thinks the prophet, "God will speak to me and revive me with the power of his voice coming out of the quake." The sound of the quake rises to near unbearable levels, but no voice of God. Then Elijah observes that the earthquake has resulted in a ...
... . It enveloped him with a glowing circle of light. It was noonday, but this light was brighter and more brilliant than the sun. Paul was instantly knocked from his horse, and he lay prostrate on the ground. Like thunder, after the lightning, a voice rumbled around him saying, "Saul, Saul, why are you persecuting me?" It was not an angry voice; it was the deep and resonant voice of profound and passionate concern. When the voice was silent, Paul broke the stillness with his guilt-induced question: "Who are ...
... California dream for the nightmare of another great earthquake. Lost in a landscape of sunshine, hot tubs, avocados and panoramic views, the memory of the massive tremor that devastated this city seventy-five years ago April 18 has faded to a distant rumbling on the edge of San Francisco’s unconscious." Scientists have pointed out that "history could repeat itself at any moment," but warnings go unheeded by citizens and government alike. Over 11,000 buildings in the most populated part of San Francisco ...
... , bound, and judged, and crucified. They could hardly understand that Friday as "Good" Friday. They scattered to the winds. Peter followed in shame and Judas took the sword and all of them forsook their master, save this good man John. Even the creation quaked and rumbled, and the sun refused to shine. Hope seemed shattered. Faith seemed trampled. The Hosanna to the king was lost amid the cries of "Crucify!" The cross will not be seen as glory, nor the Christ as king, through the lens of media cameras or on ...