2:16 a.m.

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When he opened his eyes, the first things Williamson saw, were the dead body and the bloody knife on the floor.  He approached the window in the darkened room, seeing the blazing lights strobe the walls.

An ambulance, followed by two patrol cars neared the house. He ran down the stairs and reached for the front door. The paramedics charged in.

“Hurry, please do something,” he yelled, as the men grazed past him and onto the second floor.

They checked the body for signs of life, holding the wrist, looking for a beat.  “Time of death, 2:16 a.m.”

“No, please!” he cried.

They lifted the body into the dark plastic bag and zipped it up.

“Please! It’s not too late.”  They didn’t hear him.

He observed as his body was taken out of the room. He sat on the bed, and gazed at the flashing lights that brightened the walls, seeing them fade away, leaving him in the silence of the empty house.

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BUT FAR FROM CHRIST

Imagine the scene.
The soldiers huddled in a circle,
Their eyes turned downward.
Casting lots for Christ’s possessions.
The criminal above them is forgotten.
Common soldiers witnessing
The world’s most uncommon event,
And they don’t even know it.
For them,
Jesus is just another criminal.
The cross is forgotten!

It makes me think of us.
The religious.
Every believer in the land.
The strict. The simple.
Upper church. Lower church.
“Spirit-filled”. Evangelical.
Are we so unlike these soldiers?
We, too, play games at the foot of the cross.
We compete for members.
We scramble for status.
Competition. Selfishness. Personal gain.
It’s all there.
So close to the cross,
Yet so far from the blood.

Constantly finding fault with others,
We act like common crapshooters
Huddled in groups
And fighting over silly opinions.
We split into little huddles
And then, God forbid,
We split again.
Another name.
Another doctrine.
Another denomination.
So close to the cross,
But so far from the Christ.

“That they all may be one”, Jesus prayed.
One. Not in groups.
But one in one.
One church. One faith. One Lord.
No denominations. No traditions.
Just Christ!

WITHOUT YOU

440388FD12A0D1743613E326DAB5C346You’re the source of my being
I can’t live without You!

I don’t understand the reason for
This dark valley I walk through;
I can’t perceive now what You’re doing
All I know is I can’t make it without You.

It was Your love that sought me,
Your blood that bought me;
An awesome price You paid,
Wondrous grace that brought me to the fold.

On Your arms I am leaning
Lord, I can’t live without You!

O BLESSED CALVARY!

On Calvary, my Lord was crucified,
Upon the cross, He bled for me,   
‘Twas love that placed Him there, 
To take away my sins, and set me free.

O dark Calvary!
Where Christ shed His blood for me:
O blessed Calvary!
There my Saviour died for me.

On your behalf, help me speak,
Thy words for the world to hear,
O Lord, help me speak of You –
Of Your love, without fear.

O dark Calvary!
Where Christ showed His love for me:
O blessed Calvary!                           
There my Redeemer set me free.

SINNER

O God I was born a sinner
Body and soul full of iniquity;
For the wages of sin is death,
Cleanse mine with Thy blood.

I then realize my works never save me
Knelt down and prayed before the Cross;
Remembered suddenly the God’s word,
“Believe in Lord Jesus and you’ll be saved.”

‘For God so loved the world so much
That He gave His one and only son;
So whoever believeth in Jesus Christ,
Will have the eternal life’ as none gives.

I accede Christ as my Saviour,
For there is salvation in no one else!
And God has given no other name
Under which I will be saved.