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Date Created:
April 10, 2009
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Religion & Beliefs »
Christianity
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Group Journals (3)

The Visitor
One day, a man went to visit a church. He arrived early, parked his car, and got out. Another car pulled up near him, and the driver told him, "I always park there. You took my place!"

The visitor went inside for Sunday School, found an empty seat, and sat down. A young lady from the church approached him and stated, "That's my seat! You took my place!"

The visitor was somewhat distressed by this rude welcome, but said nothing.
After Sunday School, the visitor went into the church sanctuary and sat down. Another member walked up to him and said, "That's where I always sit. You took my place!"

The visitor was even more troubled by this treatment, but still said nothing.
Later, as the congregation was praying for Christ to dwell among them, the visitor stood, and his appearance began to change. Horrible scars became visible on his hands and on his sandaled feet. Someone from the congregation noticed him and called out, "What happened to you?"
The visitor replied, "I took your place."

May you be content knowing you are a child of God. Let His presence settle into our bones, and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, and to bask in the sun. It is there for each and every one of you

Low in the Grave He Lay
 
 
 

Low in the grave He lay, Jesus my Savior,
Waiting the coming day, Jesus my Lord!

 
Up from the grave He arose,
With a mighty triumph over His foes,
He arose a Victor from the dark domain,
And He lives forever, with His saints to reign.
He arose! He arose!
Hallelujah! Christ arose!

Vainly they watch His bed, Jesus my Savior;
Vainly they seal the dead, Jesus my Lord!


Up from the grave He arose,
With a mighty triumph over His foes,
He arose a Victor from the dark domain,
And He lives forever, with His saints to reign.
He arose! He arose! Hallelujah! Christ arose!

Death cannot keep its Prey, Jesus my Savior;
He tore the bars away, Jesus my Lord!

Up from the grave He arose,
With a mighty triumph over His foes,
He arose a Victor from the dark domain,
And He lives forever, with His saints to reign.
He arose! He arose!
Hallelujah! Christ arose!

Robert Wadsworth Lowry


 

My Dear Friends Please Don't Let This Be You

The Poem
I knelt to pray but not for long,

I had too much to do.
I had to hurry and get to work

For bills would soon be due.
So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,

And jumped up off my knees.
My Christian duty was now done

My soul could rest at ease...
..
All day long I had no time

To spread a word of cheer
No time to speak of Christ to friends,

They'd laugh at me I'd fear.
No time, no time, too much to do,

That was my constant cry,
No time to give to souls in need
But at last the time, the time to die

I went before the Lord,

I came, I stood with downcast eyes.
For in his hands God Held a book;

It was the book of life. God looked into his book and said
"Your name I cannot find
I once was going to write it down...
But never found the time"