Showing posts with label faith. Show all posts
Showing posts with label faith. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 2, 2019

THEOLOGY: Now Faith is Being Sure of What We Hope For (Hebrews 11:1-2)

“Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see. This is what the ancients were commended for” ( Hebrews 11:1-2 )
"In the natural realm, faith doesn’t make sense. Because faith cannot be seen, understood or explained when situations beyond human control require its use. And yet faith is absolutely necessary for the believer. In fact, faith is the first and only thing required of us when we come to God (Ephesians 2:8-9). Later on in this chapter the writer draws attention to the fact that without faith we cannot please God, which means it is absolutely necessary (Hebrews 11:6).
"Paul told the believers in Corinth, “We live by faith, not by sight” (II Corinthians 5:7). If this is the case, it is important to know what faith is, so that we can regulate and conduct ourselves in faith, not by what we see, taste, touch, hear or feel."
2019-01-03  [P-B]

Thursday, December 27, 2018

SPIRTUALITY: Power of Prayer - Part 1



Amphianda Baskett talks about the power of prayer, through the insights she has had about prayer since here near-death experience.   This is really a beautiful teaching on prayer, and the positive impacts it has both on the object and subject of you prayers. 

2018-12-27  [P-B]

Saturday, July 7, 2018

ARTICLE: "I love Jesus but I want to die: what you need to know about suicide"

Saturday, July 07, 2018
What it feels like to be extremely depressed:
I was in California on a business trip, just yards from the beach, eating ice cream and laughing as the conversation drifted away from business. Eventually, somebody mentioned a friend-of-a-friend who had died by suicide.
The familiar ache and nausea filled my chest. My insides rattled when my coworker said he didn’t understand what would make someone feel like taking their life was the only option.
I swallowed hard and let out the breath I’d been holding. “I do.” For the first time in my life, I spoke up. “I completely get that. I’ve been there.”
My coworkers stared, jaws dangling in breathless shock. Finally, someone asked what it’s like to want to die. So I told them about the physical pain, the exhaustion, the heaviness. I told them it’s like dying of a terrible disease and wishing I could hurry it up, knowing things would only get worse.
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