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by Andy Andrews
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Remember the buddy system...because two have more fun than one!
When someone tries to surprise you, let them think they got away with it...
Always try to do what you are taught, it can sometimes lead to beautiful
Try to give a gentle lift to a friend in need...
Search for the best route to what you're hoping for...
No goal is too hard to attain when you persevere...
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Him or It is the essential question. Is it him or is it It? It is a thing, Him is a person.
If we receive It we almost invariably lose It. 90 out of every 100 that receive It lose It. And It keeps them continually receiving and losing. And this makes the life very unsatisfactory to the gainers and the losers, and almost everyone else. The Thing is not able to do the work of the Person.
Our sanctification is such a valuable thing that we must watch and guard and keep It, as we have no time or room for any other work, and we become religiously selfish in our endeavors to keep It. To keep It we must talk, preach, and write. We must correctly pronounce It. We must associate only with those who profess It. And denounce those who place anything in the place of It.
I speak in love, I have no controversy, I bear no ill feelings. I tried the It life for many hard and weary and unsatisfactory years. I received It plainly, clearly, satisfactorily. It was what I sought and according to my faith It was done. As I received, so I walked. As I taught, so I did.
I prayed. No Romanist could have been more punctilious in doing my duty there. I fasted. I was faithful for this was necessary to keep It. And years of many fastings were mine. Prayer and profession and fasting were not enough to keep It. For It was slippery and would slide and I thought I would die.
Works. Good works were brought in to play, and I preached for nothing and built churches and fed the poor and established and maintained missions. I never read a novel. Never caught a fish. Never snared a bird. Never shot an animal.Never saw a play or a dance. Never went to a race or a game.
I gave my money, time, and talents freely to secure It. I did not laugh. I separated myself and ostracized and condemned others. I wore plain clothes and lived a plain life. I went to camp meetings and took hundreds, paying their way so that they might receive It. I held continuous meetings for years along this line, day and night in the churches of which I was a pastor.
I verily believed that I was doing God’s will and that in securing the blessing of sanctification. I had all there was for me and to think of anything more or better was a delusion or a snare and I had better just keep what I had or I would lose it all.
I and they became clannish. And would only go to holiness meetings and hear holiness preachers. We became narrower and narrower, until we crowded each other out and said mean things one of another. It was requisite, or so I thought, to keep It. I wore out my voice. I broke down my health and my strength in my endeavor to keep It and spread It. And my life was a failure and my efforts fruitless.
In this time of dilemma, when my heart and flesh failed me and I was at the point of abandoning It as uncertain and unsatisfactory, a Person came to my rescue.
I was alone. None were near. None were interested. He quieted me. He hushed my murmurings and my complainings and whispered to me in love, that It could not, but that He could. He communed with me and gently suggested that I take Him as All in All.
I bowed and said yes to Him. That is all. No new blessing. A thousand would not meet. The Blesser came! He! Him! A Person! And my life was altered. He abides. He satisfies. My doing is now done. I rest and rejoice. The hardness of my life is all gone. His sweetness has come in. His gentleness has made me great. He and His are mine. I am His. He never leaves me. He loves me. The Him life is a thousand times better than the It life.
I know. I tried both. Beloved, Receive ye Him!