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@GuntherEagleman Groomers.

Not surprised one bit.

THE LAMB WHO WAS SLAIN Two young Moravians heard of an island in the West Indies where an atheist British owner had 2000 to 3000 slaves. And the owner had said, "No preacher, no clergyman, will ever stay on this island. If he's ship wrecked we'll keep him in a separate house until he has to leave, but he's never going to talk to any of us about God, I'm through with all that nonsense." Three thousand slaves from the jungles of Africa brought to an island in the Atlantic and there to live and die without hearing of Christ. Two young Moravians heard about it. They sold themselves to the British planter and used the money they received from their sale, for he paid no more than he would for any slave, to pay their passage out to his island for he wouldn't even transport them. As the ship left its' pier in the river at Hamburg and was going out into the North Sea carried with the tide, the Moravians had come from Herrenhut to see these two lads off, in their early twenties. Never to return again, for this wasn't a four year term, they sold themselves into life time slavery. Simply that as slaves, they could be as Christians where these others were. The families were there weeping, for they knew they would never see them again. And they wondered why they were going and questioned the wisdom of it. As the gap widened and the housings had been cast off and were being curled up there on the pier, and the young boys saw the widening gap, one lad with his arm linked through the arm of his fellow, raised his hand and shouted across the gap the last words that were heard from them, they were these, "MAY THE LAMB THAT WAS SLAIN RECEIVE THE REWARD OF HIS SUFFERING!" This became the call of Moravian missions. And this is the only reason for being, that the Lamb that was slain may receive the reward of His suffering! From the Conclusion of Paris Reidhead’s sermon “Ten Shekels and a Shirt”

@Templarpilled The world was created only about 6 maybe 7 thousand years ago.

What happens to those who died without knowing Jesus is a valid question, and this just goes to show that the general public has a poor understanding of Christianity

The Easter Angel At Jesus Feet, Copyright 1936, by Lutheran Book Concern MATTHEW 28: 1-4 In the end of the sabbath, as it began to dawn toward the first day of the week, came Mary Magdalene and the other Mary to see the sepulchre. And behold, there was a great earthquake; for the angel of the Lord descended from heaven, and came and rolled back the stone from the door, and sat upon it. His countenance [appearance] was like lightning, and his raiment white as snow: and for fear of him the keepers did shake, and became as dead men. See Those women hurrying along! They are entering a beautiful garden. The flowers are still asleep, nodding in the fragrant breeze. All nature seems silent, as if in worship, as the first beams of rosy light appear in the east. But the women see no beauty. They just keep on walking. Mary Magdalene is crying. Their Lord is dead. Their hearts are numb with grief. They had watched His hasty burial-three days ago, just before the sunset. Now, at the earliest possible moment after the Sabbath, they are bringing spices and ointments to honor their dead Master, and see His face once more. They had expected so much of Jesus. He was the kindest and the best man they had ever known. Indeed, He was more than a man. He was the promised Messiah or Savior, sent to redeem Israel. He had often told them of His new kingdom, in which righteousness and love would unite man with God. And now He was dead. It seemed impossible! How could they live if He were dead? Their hearts were in the grave with Him. Nothing mattered now. They would see His face just once more, while they paid this last tribute to Him. But how would they get into the tomb? Who would open that stone door for them? Poor women! Had no one told them that the tomb was gaurded? Or had they forgotten that in their grief? Good women! Faithful to their Lord to the last, they would soon be the first to hear of His resurrection. They came very early, but a heavenly messenger had gone there even earlier. They did not know that God's angel had opened the tomb and was waiting to greet them. They feared the sealed tomb; and lo, the open tomb was empty! They came in sorrow to anoint their dead Lord; but the angel would tell them of a risen Savior! They thought the end had come; but it was not the end-it was the dawn of endless victory! What joy would be theirs when their aching hearts first got a glimpse of the truth! How like these women we are at times! When care and sorrow overwhelm us, we sometimes feel as though Christ were dead and all God's promises had been broken. At such moments let us remember the Easter angel! Christ lives forevermore, and God is nearest to us when we need Him most. He can easily turn our sorrow into joy, as He did on that first Easter morning. Then we see that our worrying was useless. Christ lives! God reigns! We are His children! PRAYER Dear Father in heaven, show us that Thou art nearest to us when we need Thee most. Thy goodness and mercy have sought us in Jesus Christ. Through Him we would come to Thee, bringing Thee our sins, our sorrows, and our cares, so that we may rest in Thy love. Grant us Thy peace. Amen. Hymn "Angel, roll the rock away; Death, yield up thy mighty prey! See, He rises from the tomb, Glowing in immortal bloom! Glowing in immortal bloom!"

Facts about the resurrection of Jesus Christ: • Took place around AD 33 • Reported in all four Gospels • He remained in the tomb for 3 days • He appeared to followers for 40 days • More than 500 people witnessed Him Absolutely incredible.

Classic

Karl Marx's body is in his grave, London. Nietzsche's body is in his grave, Lützen Muhammad's body is in his grave, Medina Buddha's body is in his grave, Pingliang But, if you travel to Christ's grave in Jerusalem, it's empty, & has been for 2,000 years.

@Kingfan5151 @TAftermath2020 Except it's not.

@TAftermath2020 Celebrating the destruction of other peoples house of worship? Yikes. No wonder Christianity is a dying religion 😂

That’s one way to turn off that annoying music. 😏

It is finished AE Windahl "It Is Finished!" Down life's road my God I fled 'Til I saw - for me He bled. "Come to Me," He gently said. Sin and darkness veiled the sky, Demons mocked with hellish cry: "You are lost, condemned to die!" Then I saw His anguished face; Knew He suffered in my place. Reconciled, a rebel race. Loud the cry from Calvary: "It is finished," 'twas for me. I am saved eternally. Angels, strike up harps and sing! Mortals, crown Him Lord and King! He has robbed death of its sting! Bright our path through earth's deep gloom; Sunlight floods the open tomb; Pilgrims sing: "we'll soon be home."

@KathyConWom My parents didn't need to entertain us when we were kids. I don't remember ever being bored.

Children are constantly demonised. This is just horrible journalism.

@DefiantLs Quoting scripture is not hate.

Ryan Clark, who says he's Christian, slams Jaden Ivey for using Christianity to "spew hate and evil" against the LGBTQ community after Ivey called out the NBA for their woke propaganda

"I Have Seen the Lord". The first Easter sermon ever to be preached came from the lips of Mary Magdalene, who was beside herself with joy. It was a simple statement- "I have seen the Lord!" The disciples did not seem to be affected by it at first, for these words appeared in their sight as idle talk; and they disbelieved them" (Luke 24:11). It was not until they, too, had seen the Lord that they also were thrilled. My friends, are you able to tell others with a heart over flowing with joy, "I have seen the Lord"? If the Holy Spirit has not as yet revealed a living Christ to you, your faith is dead. Then you are still in darkness. When you have met a resurrected Christ you will know it, for then He will become real to you. Oh, what a joy awaits all earnest seekers. "Ye shall seek me, and find me, when ye shall search for me with all your heart." Can you imagine Mary talking about the weather on Easter day? I am sure she told her experience to everyone who would listen. She could not contain the joy that filled her heart. Friend, is that the way you talk about Christ? Or do you have more enthusiasm when you talk about the material things of life? No one is fit to testify about Christ until he is able to say, "I have seen the Lord." Thomas was very glum the week he had to fellowship with the disciples after they had seen Christ. He stayed with them, however, until he too met the resurrected Christ, and could join the enthusiastic disciples in their testimony. If Christ is not real to you, will you not ask Him to become real? He stands at your heart's door knocking and calling: "Behold, I stand at the door and knock: if any man hear my voice and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me" (Rev. 3:20). When you open your heart's door, He becomes real. Then you too will have joy unspeakable as you say, "I have seen the Lord." Maynard A. Force Evangelize (LEM) April 1947

@libsoftiktok Too late.

Fake news reporter Jim Acosta is worried that CNN will become a "propaganda network" if they attack Trump less. Who wants to tell him?

"A small leak will sink a great ship. A small spark will kindle a great fire. A little allowed sin will ruin an immortal soul." (J.C. Ryle)

@brawil86 It's about time, that probably should have happened 10 months ago.

It’s about time!

"Take courage, believer! Your body shall rise again! Laid in the earth it may be, but kept in the earth it cannot be! The voice of nature bids you die, but the voice of the omnipotent bids you live again, for the trumpet shall sound and then the bodies of the saints shall rise: 'From beds of dust and silent clay too realms of everlasting day.'" - Charles Spurgeon

A devotional for EASTER SUNDAY Day by Day with Jesus, Walter A. Maier 1946 "Then were the disciples glad, when they saw the Lord." John 20:20 The Lord is risen! He is risen, indeed! Easter has come especially for the lonely, the saddened, the bereaved, for even to the most heavily burdened the Lord's resurrection offers magnificent blessings. Recall what the first Easter did to the disciples! After Good Friday, when their Lord was crucified and quietly laid into the rock-hewn grave, they had surrendered to despair and crept into secret hiding places. Yet when they beheld their risen Redeemer, we read, "then were the disciples glad." Once Jesus stepped into the room where the desolate disciples huddled behind closed doors "for fear of the Jews" and told His followers, "Peace be unto you!" their terror vanished. Their Lord was definitely alive. His rising from the dead had shown, beyond all doubt, that He was their God, their Savior, their Sustainer in every need, who would always keep His Word. God grant every one of the sorrow-burdened that gladness! This Easter again is the festival of freedom from fear, the time which marks the defeat of death, the bestowal of comfort and courage, the pledge of assured salvation, the promise of eternal life. May the Holy Spirit help every one of us today to turn from ourselves, hear the evangel of resurrection, and thus find the same gladness that thrilled the first disciples! Two Korean women stood watching a funeral procession. "What sight is this?" said one. "The burying of the missionary's son,' answered the other. "That is very, very sad," replied the first. In Korea a son is the most precious of all possessions. "It is not so bad for them as for us," said the other sadly. "They know something that makes them sure that they will get their children back some day. We know nothing about how to get ours back again." We need the darkness of a heathen sky against which to see the full glory of Christ's resurrection hope. How the Savior's resurrection takes the sting from the loss of our dear ones, and how it cheers believers as they approach life's eventide! PRAYER Glorious Savior, Victor over death: When, after Thy victory over the grave Thy disciples beheld Thee resurrected, they were unspeakably glad! By the rising from the grave, Thou didst banish their doubts, remove their fears and quiet their troubled hearts. Give us the same joyful, conquering spirit today! So fortify our faith that we, Thy redeemed, cleansed from all sins, need fear neither death nor any of the lesser sorrows of life! Help us, since we have been raised with Thee, to turn our thoughts from the perishable things of life to the eternal glory! Keep us faithful; give us the crown of life! Amen. HYMN When sinners see their lost condition And feel the pressing load of sin,

O. Hallesby EASTER SUNDAY "Who was delivered up for our trespasses, and was raised for our justification." Romans 4:25 EASTER Sunday records the greatest event in the history of the world. Made alive in the Spirit, Jesus breaks the portals of Hades and opens the way from the dark valley of death to the fair land of life. The power of death is now broken. The powers of death must surrender also the body. That is what happened on Easter Sunday, when the body of Jesus was raised from the dead. This is wonderful. But the Easter Gospel has a still more glorious message to us who are not only marked by death but are also in ourselves death-sentenced criminals. It proclaims to us that the bodily resurrection of Christ is God's own signature affixed to the letter of pardon which Jesus applied for on our behalf. When God ushered Jesus out through the portals of death and brought forth His body from the tomb, He made it clear to heaven and earth, yes, to hell also, that He had put His seal of approval upon that reconciliation with the race which was effected by the death of Jesus. Therefore the apostle says: "Raised for our justification." Here we have Easter's most joyous message: my acquittal papers with God's own signature affixed thereto have been ready and waiting for me since Easter morning. If I stand beneath the cross of Jesus, I can read the charge that was against me; but I can see also that it has all been transferred to my Savior's account. In His open tomb I find again my God-given proof that Jesus has paid for my sins, and I am free. Who is he that condemneth? It is Christ Jesus that died, yea, rather, that was raised from the dead, who is at the right hand of God! Alleluia!

Devotional Biography of Hans Nielsen Hauge By James L. Johnson From “A Godly Contemplation” prayers and Meditations by Hans Nielsen Hauge. Copyright 2024 Pontoppidan Press, (Book can be purchased through Amazon) Pastor Johnson's final reflection on his Norway trip and research. A Final Visit It's a Wednesday in Oslo, late August 2023, just after 6:30 p.m. I park my rental car by Old Aker Church. Hans Nielsen Hauge is buried in the churchyard. A friendly man with an intelligent face and workout clothes is resting on a park bench. He is 59 years old, a public accountant in Oslo. I practice my Norwegian language skills, then switch back to English. “I'm looking for a gravesite,” I tell him. “I'm a student of a famous Norwegian writer from the early 1800s.” What is his name? “Hans Nielsen Hauge.” “No,” he says politely. “I haven't heard of him.” We walk inside the cemetery; a single small gate is open near the back. There are three or four hundred of us inside, but only four of us are living. A young woman and her dog, along with me and my wife Linda, are the only ones in the historic cemetery, as far as I can tell. I look for 20 minutes, fascinated by the quiet, the lush green grass, the names on the gravesites—names as familiar as the northern European names I know from the Upper Midwest. Linda looks closer to the church, by the dog. And there he was. Linda waved me over. On one side, it says: Christian brother and friend. HANS NIELSEN HAUGE On the other side of the monument, it says: He lived in the Lord, He died in the Lord, And by the grace of Christ he partakes of salvation. It was a far more emotional moment than expected. But I laughed with pleasure and praised God for all I have learned from this friend. I have a long way to go, and hundreds more questions for my friends at the newly refurbished Hauge Museum and Hauge birthplace in Rolvsøy. But I am a friend of the awakening now also—one of thousands of believers touched by God since that April experience in the grain field. I have spent parts of three long days at the Hauge Museum, stepped into the wheat field on a harvest day in August, walked into the Glomma River, sat at the dining room table, and sung most of the verses of “Jesus, din søte forening å smake” with a group of believers at the small church on the farm. I walked upstairs to the big bedroom, which still looks as if it is ready for the five Hauge brothers. I stood at his desk. I digested every book in English I could get my hands on—close to 30 books and booklets, by my last count. In fact, I am writing the first draft of this biography while sitting on a picnic table in Hans Nielsen Hauge's backyard on a Monday afternoon. But those are the works of an enthusiast. If you want to be a true friend of the Awakening, you have to respond to the Spirit's call. That happens when you read, and hear, and heed the Gospel of Jesus. The Word creates that response. Jesus empowers it. The Holy Spirit ignites it. And so that is why I encourage you, dear friend, to begin a lifetime of reading from books like this—written by an “inexperienced son of a farmhand,” as Hauge styled himself in his first published work. Legacy All earthly glory is fleeting. Sometimes we are tempted to elevate the person instead of the Providence. Hans Nielsen Hauge did not start the awakening. God used Hauge, as He has used millions of others, to stir the reawakenings for which God’s children pray. Lutheran pietist theologian Georg Sverdrup penned an article in a Minneapolis-based newspaper dated January 1, 1896, with the headline: “The Lay Ministry’s Centennial, 1796–1896.” “It is impossible to write down the new year—1896—without being reminded that we are starting the Norwegian lay ministry’s centennial year,” Sverdrup wrote. “Because the Norwegian lay ministry … has its origin from that strange moment in our country’s history when Hans Nielsen Hauge was called to be a crying voice for a people who by earthly pastors’ seduction were kept in the sleep of death. Hauge’s calling to be a preacher of repentance and a fisher of men took place April 5, 1796. And this calling occurred simultaneously with ‘the new life’s breakthrough’ in his life. For a long time the Lord had been drawing him with love and fatherly goodness, and especially during his 25th year Hauge became serious about his conversion and search for the Lord.” At the end of the essay, Sverdrup urges readers not to financially support building a memorial stone for Hauge in Minneapolis. He concludes: “For us, it is not of any worth whatsoever to build a monument of Hauge’s grave … The prophets’ graves will take care of themselves,” Sverdrup writes, “but we do well when we ‘remember our instructors and imitate their faith.’” His final sentence is a quotation from Revelation 3:2: “Wake up, and strengthen the things that remain, which were about to die!” The End

Devotional Biography of Hans Nielsen Hauge By James L. Johnson From “A Godly Contemplation” prayers and Meditations by Hans Nielsen Hauge. Copyright 2024 Pontoppidan Press, (Book can be purchased through Amazon) Part 7 Final Years at the Farm In his memoirs, readers detect resignation in Hauge's voice: “I lost my fortune. My body became swollen, my complexion turned pale and yellow. I was beaten three times. My reputation was slandered. I got to live on a small piece of property close to Christiania.” He settled into life as a writer and consultant, purchasing two farms northeast of Oslo, Bakke and Bredtvet. There he established a prosperous agricultural operation, entertained visitors, and mentored new leaders. He married Andrea Nyhus in 1814 at age 43, but she died in childbirth a year later. After further personal losses, he married Ingeborg Marie Oldsdatter, a devoted follower who had cared for him during illness. Their marriage was tender, though all three of their children died in infancy. His son Andreas, from his first marriage, survived to adulthood, later becoming a respected pastor and parliament member. Hauge rarely traveled again. Though physically limited, he wrote extensively and mentored leaders who came to visit him. Over ten years he completed 14 additional books and effectively led the Lay Awakening from his home. In 1820 he suffered a severe illness and wrote his “Will and Testament to my Friends,” a spiritual guide summarizing his teachings. He remained hopeful to the end: “The good seems, with God's help, to be winning the victory.” Two weeks before his death, he gathered strength to lead one final devotional. He died March 29, 1824, and was buried at Old Aker Church in Oslo. (To be continued)