For this is what the high and exalted One says—he who lives forever, whose name is holy:“I live in a high and holy place,but also with those who are contrite and lowly in spirit,to revive the spirit of the lowlyand to revive the heart of the contrite.”
“I’m telling you: God wants us free!” Nancy Dunn knows she is talking about. Her father was a high priest for the devil. He used his daughter to breed babies for human sacrifice. But Nancy Dunn can testify that Jesus is still the same, still the Lord of heaven and earth, still fasting:
“Is this not the fast that I have chosen: To loose the bonds of wickedness,to undo the heavy burdens, to let the oppressed go free, and that you break every yoke? (Isaiah 58)
Art Katz, speaking about a need for Christ in the body of Christ:
You, LORD, hear the desire of the afflicted;
you encourage them, and you listen to their cry (Psalm 10:17).
And I will make an everlasting covenant with them: I will never stop doing good for them. I will put a desire in their hearts to worship me, and they will never leave me.
The Mullers set off for the United States in August of 1877 aboard the 4,000 ton ship the Sardinain. For some reason they had been allocated the chief officer’s deck room for their cabin, which Susannah [his wife] found to be ‘tolerably comfortable’.
Although the Atlantic was rough, the ship remained on schedule until running into thick fog off Newfoundland. Captain Dutton had been on the bridge for twenty-four hours when George Muller appeared at his side.
‘Captain, I have come to tell you that I must be in Quebec by Saturday afternoon.’
‘It is impossible,’ said the captain.
‘Very well,’ said Muller, ‘if your ship cannot take me, God will find some other way – I have never broken an engagement in fifty-two years. Let us go down into the chart-room and pray.’
Captain Dutton wonder which lunatic asylum Muller had escaped from.
‘Mr. Muller,’ he said, ‘do you know how dense this fog is?’
‘No, my eye is not on the density of the fog, but on the living God who controls every circumstance of my life.’ Continue reading
Once it was the blessing, Now it is the Lord;
Once it was the feeling, Now it is His Word.
Once His gifts I wanted, Now the Giver own;
Once I sought for healing, Now Himself alone.
Once ’twas painful trying, Now ’tis perfect trust;
Once a half salvation, Now the uttermost.
Once ’twas ceaseless holding, Now He holds me fast;
Once ’twas constant drifting, Now my anchor’s cast. Continue reading
“I have a great need for Christ; I have a great Christ for my need.”
Just before dying in 1770, George Whitefield declared: Continue reading
Concerning the abundant life in Christ, a young John Wesley once wrote, “O Lord, let me not live to be useless.” God answered that humble prayer. Wesley traveled tens of thousands of miles on horseback to preach the Gospel of Jesus Christ to whoever would listen. He witnessed thousands of souls trust Christ for salvation. In the autumn years of his life Wesley wrote: Continue reading
