Any good story teller here? I am trusting God for a project which I would be needing some very good hands on... So imagine a story teller who is able to bring the epistles into a contemporary view.. For example making a story from Lois to Eunice to Timothy.. Would also be needing an animator too... Excited about what is coming already.
Service to one another is an avenue to lay down our lives, and this simply means there is something every brother has that is a useful tool for service which goes on to establish that the one who is served also needs the service showing that we are not all complete In ourselves (1 Peter 4:10) .
So we should not be too quick to feel exalted when we are being served and also we should not feel demeaned when we are serving another, these feelings only magnify our lack of love and our depth of Pride and self awareness (Philippians 2:3)
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So we are running a bible study exercise in the local assembly I belong to and serve in and it's been really really like I have not read the bible before.
A few things that jumped at me... in genesis during creation you see ...
"After his kind, after their kind"
"Lamech saying he slaid a man, and if Cain was avenged seven fold then him seventy fold" who did he slay.. and what a trend of blood..
where did Cain meet his wife...his sister? prolly not spoken about. A couple of silent things...
I guess you also had those questions, but I remembered again that whatever the scripture leaves out might be something not needed for our salvation and if those lines needs to be filled it would be for our salvation and it would come by revelation. So, there is safety in wisdom.
The Threshing Floor of Clay The dust of this country is a heavy thing. It clings to the hem, it settles in the bone, A weight of dying where the shadows cling, And every mortal heartbeat cries alone. For we have walked the markets of the beast, Where Babylon sells souls for silver coin, And sat as beggars at a hollow feast, Feeding the restless hunger of the loin. The flesh is a fierce warden, loud and blind, Demanding worship for its passing breath, A subtle rope of vanity designed To bind the living to the law of death. We feel the pull, the warfare in the veins, The ancient rot that whispers of despair But look! Above the smoke of burning plains, A quiet Glory breathes upon the air. The Breaking of the Veil “"That which was from the beginning, which we have heard, which we have seen with our eyes, which we have looked upon, and our hands have handled, of the Word of life..."”
It is not a dream of some far-off, distant sky, But blood and marrow made completely whole. The God who pitched His tent to watch us die Has breathed His very nature in the soul. He does not merely pity our decay, Or mend the tattered garments that we wore; He tears the shroud of mortality away, And flings a wider, deeper, living door. The inheritance is not a crown of gold, Nor streets of glass where lonely spirits tread. It is the Life that never can grow old, The Breath of God that wakes the sleeping dead. To share His being! To partake His name! To find our pulse within the Great I AM! A roaring fire, a holy, consuming flame, The bride made ready for the bleeding Lamb. The Morning Star Rises So let the kingdoms of this world collapse, Let Babylon go down into the sea. Let time devour all its fading maps, For we are anchored in Eternity. The war is fierce, the corruption presses nigh, But oh, the Hope that anchors in the veil! The mortal flesh will stumble and will die, But God’s own Life within us cannot fail. We are His daughters; we are His chosen sons. The ancient night is giving way to dawn. The river of His life already runs The corruption ceases. The Eternal has begun.
We pray for Nigeria that the face of the covering cast is broken over this nation (Isaiah 25:7) , the scales of deception is taken away and the strength of unrighteousness is broken, we ask for the fulfillment of prophecies that have spoken of righteousness over this country to come to pass, we ask that every stronghold and ancient system that has ruled the country be broken, discontinued and totally buried never to rise again.
We pray for the families of the victims to the ongoing onslaught,we ask that the lord would send his comfort to them (2 Corinthians 1:3-4), and heal them... Every one soul that has fallen to the hands of the fulani jihadist would be a token of revival and nothing of Jesuses in the nation.
We raise prayers for the nation, we ask that an end comes to the massacre of lives in the Nation Nigeria due to the barbaric actions of the Islamic terrorists.
Good evening everyone, I trust we are doing very well today and in this season. I encourage us to explore the platfrom in all it's entirety and much more have more conversations and meaningful connections... These are the very little days of this platform and we can take advantage of the compactness for now before it gets larger . With love...
Many years ago, while I was on campus, a professor shattered something I had believed all my life. He stood before us and said, “Bamboo is not a tree. Bamboo is a grass.” At first, it sounded absurd. How could something so tall, so strong, so woody, so tree-like not be a tree? After all, we had called it a “bamboo tree” for years. It looked like a tree, stood like a tree, and behaved like one in the eyes of many. But science does not name things merely by outward appearance. A thing is defined by its internal nature by its structure, composition, origin, and biological identity. Bamboo belongs to the family Poaceae the grass family. Its identity is determined not by external resemblance, but by what it truly is within. And that realization says something profound about man. A man is not ultimately known by the image he projects outwardly, but by the nature formed within him. Character is not cosmetics. Identity is not performance. A title, appearance, charisma, eloquence, or social reputation may make a man look strong, righteous, wise, or successful just as bamboo looks like a tree but outward resemblance is not inward authenticity. The true definition of a man is the work wrought within him. This is why Scripture says, “As he thinketh in his heart, so is he.” Not as he appears.1 Samuel 16:7 Not as he speaks publicly. Not as men describe him. But as he is in his heart. The heart is the taxonomy of a man Matthew 7:16. Just as botanists examine the internal structure of bamboo to discover its true family, life eventually reveals the hidden structure of a man’s soul. Pressure exposes it. Power reveals it. Temptation uncovers it. Time announces it. Because eventually, what is inside becomes undeniable. A man may appear humble yet be ruled by pride. He may appear spiritual yet be empty of truth. He may appear strong yet be collapsing inwardly. Another may appear ordinary, unnoticed, even weak, yet possess depth, integrity, wisdom, and the life of God within him. External features can imitate authenticity, but they cannot replace essence. Bamboo teaches us that resemblance is not identity. And so the question is not merely, “What do men call you?” The deeper question is: “What are you made of within?” For in the end, heaven, truth, and life itself do not judge merely by appearance they respond to nature.
