A New Song! 5/31/17
Revelation 14:3 (KJV)
3 And they sung as it were a new song before the throne, and before the four beasts, and the elders: and no man could learn that song but the hundred and forty and four thousand, which were redeemed from the earth.
I AWOKE today, (PRAISE THE LORD FOR AWAKENING AGAIN!), to a gloomy looking day and a wee bit sad.
I often wonder these days, "How much TIME do I have left on this earth?"
TIME IN A BOTTLE!!??"
My son, Joshua, often laughs and says, "My dad is CONSTANTLY dying and going broke!!!"
I was delighted to discover a beautiful turtle "fixin" to cross the street, so I saved his life and carefully re-directed him to my back yard.
God's handiwork is so awesome in the beauty and creatures He, and He alone does make!
In my ministry, I have been blessed to make FRIENDS of many people-each one UNIQUE and delightfully gifted-AND different in their walks of this life.
Proverbs 27:17 (KJV)
17 Iron sharpeneth iron; so a man sharpeneth the countenance of his friend.
Upon arising daily, I travel the short distance from my bed to my computer.
I daily check out my emails, and bank account, read the news and sports, check out FB, and read my daily Scriptures for MY edification.
In my email account, I was BLESSED to receive a personal email from a wonderful friend who wrote:
TIS IS FOR YOU DOUG!"
School of Sorrow
Rev 14:3 NET - and they were singing a new song before the throne and before the four living creatures and the elders. No one was able to learn the song except the one hundred and forty-four thousand who had been redeemed from the earth.
There are songs which can only be learned in the valley. No art can teach them; no rules of voice can make them perfectly sung. Their music is in the heart. They are songs of memory, of personal experience. They bring out their burden from the shadow of the past; they mount on the wings of yesterday.
St. John says that even in Heaven there will be a song that can only be fully sung by the sons of earth-the strain of redemption. Doubtless it is a song of triumph, a hymn of victory to the Christ who made us free. But the sense of triumph must come from the memory of the chain.
No angel, no archangel can sing it so sweetly as I can. To sing it as I sing it, they must pass through my exile, and this they cannot do. None can learn it but the children of the Cross.
And so, my soul, thou art receiving a music lesson from thy Father. Thou art being educated for the choir invisible. There are parts of the symphony that none can take but thee.
There are chords too minor for the angels. There may be heights in the symphony which are beyond the scale-heights which angels alone can reach; but there are depths which belong to thee, and can only be touched by thee.
Thy Father is training thee for the part the angels cannot sing; and the school is sorrow. I have heard many say that He sends sorrow to prove thee; nay, He sends sorrow to educate thee, to train thee for the choir invisible.
In the night He is preparing thy song. In the valley He is tuning thy voice. In the cloud He is deepening thy chords. In the rain He is sweetening thy melody. In the cold He is moulding thy expression. In the transition from hope to fear He is perfecting thy lights.
Despise not thy school of sorrow, O my soul; it will give thee a unique part in the universal song. -George Matheson
"Is the midnight closing round you?
Are the shadows dark and long?
Ask Him to come close beside you,
And He'll give you a new, sweet song.
He'll give it and sing it with you;
And when weakness lets it down,
He'll take up the broken cadence,
And blend it with His own.
"And many a rapturous minstrel
Among those sons of light,
Will say of His sweetest music
'I learned it in the night.'
And many a rolling anthem,
That fills the Father's home,
Sobbed out its first rehearsal,
In the shade of a darkened room."
I NEEDED to receive this today-perhaps YOU did also!!??
I Googled George Matheson, the author of the above writing, and discovered that as a young man he desired to enter the ministry.
Wikipedia records this history of him:
In his twentieth year he became totally
, but he held to his resolve to enter the ministry, and gave himself to theological and historical study.
"O Love That Wilt Not Let Me Go" was written on the evening of Matheson's sister's marriage. Years before, he had been engaged, until his fiancee learned that he was going blind-that there was nothing the doctors could do-and she told him that she could not go through life with a blind man. He went blind while studying for the ministry, and his sister had been the one to care for him through the years, but now she was gone. He was now 40, and his sister's marriage brought a fresh reminder of his own heartbreak. It was in the midst of this circumstance and intense sadness that the Lord gave Matheson this hymn, which he said was written in five minutes.
TODAY, I was gratefully reminded that there are songs that NO ONE can sing but the songs UNIQUELY gifted to each of us.
"Most of us are where we are for a very good reason. This is our post which has no one to hold it but us. If we abandon it, we discover that it is something in ourselves we abandon. Just keeping on, through the most hopeless aspect of keeping on, may be the important act of one's career.
The last dejected effort often becomes the winning stroke!"
Raymond Edman (1948)
All I can say is AMEN!!
GOD BLESS YOU TODAY!!!
PS-What is the definition of EVANGELISM????
ANSWER-ONE BEGGAR INFORMING ANOTHER BEGGAR WHERE TO FIND FOOD!!!!
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