Jesus Washes Sin Away

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Jesus washes sin away;
Even it’s stain won’t show.
If you’ll just give your heart to Him,
He’ll cleanse you white as snow.

I don’t care what you’ve done — or how many times you’ve done it. The simple truth is that Jesus Christ suffered brutal torture and crucifixion and death to pay for every bit of it. And if you want your life changed, so that you are not even the same person who did those things, He is ready and willing to do the job of changing you for eternity. Just come to Him and give it all to Him. Give Him your whole heart and your whole life. He can take it from there, and you will never be the same again.



He Still Comes

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“How silently, how silently
The wondrous gift is given.
So God imparts to human hearts
The blessings of HIs Heaven.
No ear may hear His coming,
But in this world of sin,
Where meek souls will receive Him still,
The dear Christ enters in.”

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Copyright: Phillips Brooks
 

A Future & a Hope

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A FUTURE & A HOPE
(Jeremiah 29:11)

Another year is almost gone,
And with it go my fears.
I’m closing out two thousand, twenty,
By wiping away my tears.
I will not let past loss and hurt
Infringe on future years.
God’s promised a future bright with hope:
At His Word my heart cheers.


There Is A Cure

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The truth of Jesus Christ’s complete redemption can be told in any form. In this post I’ve set God’s truth into Cinquain — one of my favorite poetic forms.


SATAN CAST DOWN - GOLD LARGER

Virus:
To lots of folks
It is a scary word.
But there’s a name that can kill it:
Jesus!

Disease
By any name.
Must bow to Jesus’ name.
His sacrifice redeemed us from
Disease.

Have faith.
Get in His Word:
He says it’s medicine
For every ailment we can face.
Trust Him.

(Scripture References: Acts 3:16, Philippians 2:9-10, Galatians 3:13-14, Proverbs 4:20-22, and Psalm 107:17-20)

 



 

Back Online – Merry Christmas

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WHO IS THIS BABE OF BETHLEHEM?
MARY, BABY, LAMB - EDITED

At His birth,
A tiny, helpless child;

At His death,
A lamb so meek and mild;

At the grave,
A conqueror supreme;

At His coming,
Universal King!


Last summer, when I created the new “Radical About Jesus Ministries” website, I took “Hangin’ Out With God” off-line and transferred much of the material to the new website. However, most people who have been interacting with “Hangin’ Out With God” have preferred to stay with this site rather than switch to the new one. That being the case — even though I still need to keep the Radical site for the sake of continuity and connections with other aspects of the ministry — I’ve decided to put this blog back into “active public” status so that the hundreds of followers can continue to interact here the way they have for the past 8 years.

I really want to do what the Lord wants done with all my websites, and if this site can reach out and connect with hundreds of people that the other sites don’t reach, then I don’t want to close that door. So I’ll give it a few months as we begin this new year and see how things go with “Hangin’ Out With God” available to the public again.

Blessings on you, my readers and followers. Hope to hear from some of you soon.




 

Lenten Poems — week 4

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NAZARETH, ISRAEL - EDITED

NATHANIEL’S ANSWER

Nathaniel was a man who knew no guile.
He walked with Jesus, loved Him all the while.
When first he heard His name, a question posed
But waited ’til the answer was disclosed.

“From Nazareth can any good come forth?”
He asked of those who knew that city’s worth.
He asked for meditation, not reply,
Yet found the answer true in Jesus’ eyes.

And although from the garden he did run
With others as they scattered one by one,
As Roman guards led Jesus, bound, away,
There came a reckoning after the third day.

As Mary ran to spread the glorious news,
Nathaniel, hidd’n with others, all confused,
Received her words with doubt, and hope, and fear,
And hungered so His Master’s voice to hear.

Then Jesus stood among them, His work done:
Salvation for the world from Nazareth comes.

 

 

 


 

My Darkest Night

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My darkest night has come,
The sorrow is so deep.
My grieving heart’s entombed —
So empty it can’t weep.

The storm around me rages,
And uses up my strength.
While memories and images
Besiege my mind at length.

But through the savage gale,
A voice so sweet and clear,
Rings out and then prevails;
Bids me let Him draw near.

For in His lovely presence,
The howling winds of grief
Stand still. His very essence
Is all-consuming peace.

His light condemns the darkness
And forces its retreat.
The night to dawn must hearken,
And death to Life concede.

 

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Weekly Smile 78

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Joining Trent’s Weekly Smile again this week. If you’d like to share what makes you smile, just follow the link for the details of how to participate. I’m offering a ‘Smile’ Cinquain today.

 

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MAKING GOD SMILE

God smiles
When we look up
And focus on His love —
When we put all our trust in Him,
God smiles.

 

 

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Honoring My Mom, the Poet

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This Mother’s Day, I’d like to honor my mom (who has been in Heaven with the Lord for over 30 years now) by sharing one of her original poems with you. I still miss my mother every day, but I do not grieve. I have the glad assurance that when I have run my race and come to the end of my own earthly journey, I will be with her once again and enjoy her company for eternity.

My mom wrote most of her poetry about “ordinary” people and “ordinary” events in life. To her, it was those simple things that made life truly precious and, therefore, made it “extraordinary.”

This little poem is one she wrote about being a mother and bringing up children. I thought it was particularly appropriate for today:

CHILDREN
by Vera Faye Wallace Pavloff

Children are a gift from God above
For us to cherish and shower with love,

To care for and teach them how to mind;
This is not easy, so soon we find.

Having patience with a wee little one
Is winning a battle that’s only begun.

Time spent with them is seldom too much
For knowing your child and keeping in touch —

For teaching them how to love one another,
And to always be kind to sister and brother.

You listen to all the stories they tell,
Add one of your own with something to sell.

Giving them freedom and time to dream
Is not quite so foolish as it may seem.

Persuade and guide them along the way,
And take time out to hope and pray

That they develop both character and mind —
One to your liking and much refined.

To show that you care and stay in command
You must use a firm but gentle hand.

When they’re older and much troubled too,
Help them by being both honest and true.

Part of the burden they really must bear
Much too often we think we should share.

Yes, raising a child is a pleasure for sure;
For each little crisis there is a cure.

When they worry to their wits’ end,
Always remember it’s on you they depend.

Bring them up in the ways of the Lord
And give them what you can afford.

When they accomplish whatever they do,
You know that you have accomplished too.

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© Very Faye Wallace Pavloff 1970

And to all of you mothers out there who are reading this post: I wish you a terrific, jubilant, carefree, and memorable Mother’s Day, 2017!

♥ ♥ ♥

Barabbas

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As we enter the Easter season, I thought I’d share a look at Jesus’ sacrifice from the perspective of the murderer whose life was spared because if Him.

CROWN OF THORNS ULTRA MODERN

My heart pounded
As they dragged me out.
They stood me close beside Him,
And I looked about.

The crowd was frenzied:
With rage and raw disgust.
I wasn’t sure the real cause —
Why they fumed and cussed.

I glanced beside me
To catch a glimpse of Him,
But what my eyes saw in His
Convicted me within.

When the guards shouted,
“Who’s it going to be?”
Then I understood they’d choose
To set one free.

“We want Barabbas!
Set Barabbas free!”
I could not believe my ears:
They chose, not Him, but me.

“But what of Jesus?”
Pilate asked the crowd.
“Crucify Him! Crucify Him!
He is not our God.

My shackles fell off:
By law a free man.
Pilate called for water then
And there he washed his hands.

The day grew darker
As He was hanging there,
Upon a cross with thieves each side;
Then He said a prayer.

He prayed, “Forgive them.”
Did that include me?
Then He cried, “It is finished!”
I thought, how can this be?

For suddenly I knew —
He’d died to save me too —
Even me — Barabbas.

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(Scripture Reference: Matthew 27)

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Christ Is Born, and All Is Well

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Man walked in light – God’s light of life –
And joy beyond the words to tell,
With his Creator, fellowshipping;
Peace and harmony excelled.

But then a shadow breached that light,
And two lies did the serpent tell:
“You can’t trust God,” his sly suggestion.
“Eat, and you’ll be god yourself.”

So from his God man turned his love –
Obeyed the enemy: rebelled –
Turned from the heart of his Creator
And ate. Then sounded his death knell.

Alas, the Father’s heart was saddened,
But knowing far ahead, full well,
That Satan’s ploy would hit its mark,
And man against Him would rebel,

He’d strategized before all time
A perfect plan that would dispel
That sin and all its evil fruit,
And see the serpent bound in hell.

He then revealed His mystery
To prophets so they would foretell:
“The time will come when God Himself
Will pay the price sin to dispel.”

Then came the day of grace unbounded.
Choirs of angels’ anthems swelled:
“The Babe has come; the ransom tendered.
The Christ is born, and all is well.”

Still today we shout the message.
Gospel words tell and retell:
He’s come to give His blood to save us.
The Christ is born, and all is well.

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Christmas Cinquain

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Carols:
Floating music,
Making merry sound waves,
Singing happy tidings from God
To man.

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Stockings
Hung with great care.
Tots on best behavior
Wake on Christmas morn to find them
All filled.

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Kissing
‘Neath mistletoe,
Icing Christmas cookies,
And hanging lights with tinsel bright –
Great fun!

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Christmas:
I wonder why
Some call it by false names.
It’s sole identity resides
In Christ.

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