Saturday, 29 September 2012

Upcoming Concert

Location: Faith Mennonite Church
                1533 Chalmers-Forrest
                Wellesley, ON N0B 2T0
Date: October 21, 2012
Time: 7:30 p.m.
 
Note: The concert will be instrumental and will be held in the church's gym.     
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Sunday, 23 September 2012

Will You Blossom?

It's one of those sad Sundays when I'm cut off from all socializing and worshipping with fellow believers by a simple, annoying, cold. Sick of being retained in the housed, I trotted back the bush-lane for some fresh air. Now just last night, as me and Alyssa lay in bed staring at the ceiling (and I was trying to impart my big-sisterly wisdom to her) we discussed how we as Christians aren't perfect immediately after conversion. Sure we ask Jesus to come into our hearts and He cleanses and redeems us, but that`s only the beginning of our journey with Him. There's still that old, fleshly, sinful, nature that rears it's ugly head time and time again. Every day we learn more about surrendering, dying to self, and how to love our Creator and Saviour. As I was walking back the grassy lane this afternoon, I saw this small stem of flowers that had just passed it's prime with only a few bright, cheery, blooms still hanging in there. I snapped it off and started discarding the dead, shrivelled-up, buds that had long given up all traces of life... Then like a flash it hit me... This stem represented the verses in John 15 that say, I am the true vine, and my Father is the husbandman. Every branch in me that beareth not fruit he taketh away: and every branch that beareth fruit, he purgeth it, that it may bring forth more fruit. The bright yellow blooms had lived for awhile and had gone through growth spurts, rain, and wind, before they burst forth into a beautiful, fragrant, flower.
 
The dead, dried-up seeds, had gone through the same storms and growth spurts as the blooming flowers, but evidently they had given up, curled into a ball, and died. The problem is, Jesus calls us to keep thriving, to keep living, to get our strength from Him. He says, I am the vine, ye are the branches: He that abideth in me, and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit: for without me ye can do nothing. If a man abide not in me, he is cast forth as a branch, and is withered; and men gather them, and cast them into the fire, and they are burned. (John 15:5&6)
 
 
Two weeks ago (September 9) Alyssa was baptized and promised to be faithful to God no matter what storms she goes through. Her theme verse was Hebrews 12:1, Wherefore seeing we also are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us.
 
 
The verdict is, we as young Christians all have a race to run, trials to face, storms to go through... We cannot choose what our life all includes, but we can (and must) choose how we will let it impact us. We can let hard times strengthen us, make us patient, and transform us into a beautiful blossom, or we can choose to let them harden us, make us bitter, until we curl up and die.... Which will you be? A beautiful flower, or a withered up seed? It's your choice...

Thursday, 13 September 2012

My Saviour

All I see is a canvas, splashed with guilt, sin, and shame.
On it's written, you're a sinner, in a scorning jagged hand.
The sheet is stained, the edges torn, my record's there for all to see.
I'm an outcast, hopeless prisoner, Satan smiles his evil glee.

But then Jesus starts arranging, and the blackened space removes,
Three long nails, a crown of thorns; his blood drops down into the grooves.
He looks at me and says it's finished, go my daughter, sin no more,
I smile in wonder, my heart is broken, Jesus my Saviour, my King, my Lord.

~ Corrine Horst