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Paul's sermon put to test

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          In an argument between Dr. Pentecost and an atheist, the latter declared that he did not believe the Bible because he did not know the author. “Do you know the author of the Multiplication Table,” asked Dr. Pentecost? “No,” replied the atheist. “Then, I suppose, being a scientific man and a conscientious skeptic you never use the Multiplication Table.” “Oh yes, that proves itself to be true by its works” said the Atheist. “Then,” said Dr. Pentecost, “may we not know also that the Bible is a work of absolute authority, because its works in its own sphere, proving itself to be true?” In Acts 17 Paul and Silas were on the second missionary journey. In Thessalonica they were accused of “ defying Caesar’s decrees, saying that there is another king, one called Jesus.”   When they heard this, the crowd and the city officials were thrown into turmoil...   As soon as it was night, the believers sent Paul and Silas away to Berea “ (Acts 17:7-10). T...

They turned the world upside down

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                       In the Poem “You forgot my soul, 2009” we read these words.   “You lived next door to me for years; we shared our dreams, our joys, our tears. A friend to me you were indeed; a friend who helped me in my need. My faith in you was strong and sure. We had such trust as should endure. No spats between us ever arose. Our friends were like and so, our foes. What sadness then, my friend, to find that after all, you were not so kind. The day my life on earth did end, I found you were not a faithful friend. For all those years we spent on earth. You never talked of second birth. You never spoke of my lost soul and of the Christ who could make me whole. I plead today from Hell’s cruel fire and tell you now my last desire. You cannot do a thing for me; no words today my bonds to free. But do not err, my friend, again. Do all you can for souls of men; Plead with them now quite earnestly; lest they be cast in...

The Most Beautiful City

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  The great 18th century Bible commentator Matthew Henry, anticipating that some would unduly mourn his passing, wrote these words of comfort and assurance: " Would you like to know where I am? I am at home in my Father's house, in the mansions prepared for me here. I am where I want to be, no longer on the stormy sea, but in God's safe, quiet harbor. My sowing time is done and I am reaping; my joy is as the joy of harvest. I am made perfect in holiness. Grace is swallowed up in glory. I see God, not as through a glass darkly, but face to face. I am engaged in the sweet enjoyment of my precious Redeemer. I am singing to Him who sits upon the throne. The blessed company I keep is better than the best on earth. Here are the holy angels and the spirits of just men made perfect. I am with many of my old acquaintances with whom I worked and who had come here before me. This is a dawn that never fades! After millions of ages, it will be as fresh as it is now. Therefore, weep...