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  Volume 16, No. 8

August 2001

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The Uniqueness
 of Love

Grateful Love

Thank You, Lord

Hugs 'N Tugs
By Wendy Greiner Lefko

Best of LifeLine
By Rev. Larry W. Greiner

The Lamb of God

How Much To Give

Faith

Where's the 
Pressure?

Treasures of Today

Pastor's Epitaph

Don't Forget
The Artist

WHAT DO I LOVE?

"Forbid it, Lord, that our roots become too firmly attached to this earth, that we should fall in love with things. Help us to understand that the pilgrimage of this life is but an introduction, a preface, a training school for what is to come. Then shall we see all of life in its true perspective. Then shall we not fall in love with the things of time, but come to love the things that endure. Then shall we be saved from the tyranny of possessions which we have no leisure to enjoy, of prosperity whose care becomes a burden. Give us, we pray, the courage to simplify our lives."

 —Peter Marshall

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THE UNIQUENESS OF LOVE

Love grows stronger when assailed;
Love conquers where all else has failed.
Love ever blesses those who curse;
Love gives the better for the worse.
Love unbinds others by its bonds;
Love pours forgiveness from its wounds.

—Unknown
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LIFE MINUS LOVE EQUALS ZERO!

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GRATEFUL LOVE

"My husband's father, who is 96, has said this prayer at every gathering as long as I can remember," says Ruth Kinder of Marcellus, New York: Bless this food that has been prepared for us. And bless the hands that have prepared it. Bless our loved ones far and near. Now come, sit at the head of Thy table, for we ask it in Jesus' name. Amen. 

—Taste of Home
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What we love we grow to resemble. —Bernard of Clairvaux

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THANK YOU, LORD

TransparentGif.gif (830 bytes)Without Thy sunshine and Thy rain
We could not have the golden grain;
Without Thy love
We'd not be fed;
We thank Thee for our daily bread.

—Anonymous
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HUGS 'N TUGS

By Wendy Greiner Lefko

With four kids in our household we’ve had our share of ear infections, especially with our youngest. And each time it would be the same treatment— a small dose of antibiotics given daily over the course of one to two weeks. Each day’s dose of a mere teaspoonful hardly seemed enough to fight an infection, but it was the total length of time of the treatment that eventually cured the ailment and kept it from returning any time soon. It didn’t seem like much, but each time it did the trick, as long as we followed the prescribed medication timetable to the end.

In my own life I often find the need for spiritual "medication" to fight a sin-filled infection of the heart. The Lord will lovingly convict me of a sin in my life that needs to be dealt with. While I would prefer that I could just get on my knees and confess the sin and be done with it, the Lord shows me by my own repeated failure that it can take time, perseverance and a continual teachable spirit to move into a new way of habitual obedience. God graciously and immediately forgives my transgression the moment I confess it as such, but it can take great lengths of time to repair the damage done to a soul infected with sin. It takes time to move in a new direction consistent with a healthy heart that seeks to serve and honor the Lord.

The Great Physician can work wonders in a heart that is submitted to His healing power. We need to be committed to following His purposes over time, not just at the moment we seek restoration. If we fail to allow Him to continue His "treatment" on our hearts on a day-to-day basis, the sin that human nature is so susceptible to will quickly set it. We will find ourselves returning to the sin-infested state of disobedience once again. It is crucial that we submit to the process of healing for as long as it takes. We must not forego our daily dose of humble submission to God’s principles, acceptance of His unconditional love and forgiveness, and commitment to serving Him.

We need patience as His patients!

"Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean: wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. . ..Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me" (Psalm 51:8,10).

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A SMILE AND A SCOWL ARE KNOWN
AND READ IN EVERY LANGUAGE AND DIALECT.

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BEST OF LIFELINE

By Rev. Larry W. Greiner

Long-time youth minister Mel Johnson relates the following letter written by a high school girl to her Christian friend, and dated Monday morning.

"I attended your church yesterday. Although you had invited me only once, I felt that you were sincere in wanting me to come. I came alone. I looked for you, hoping to sit beside you. But you were not there. A stranger, I wanted to sit near the back of the church. But I couldn’t. Those rows were all packed. An usher had to lead me right up to the front. I felt as if I were on parade.

"The congregation sang songs that I didn’t know. I tried to mumble along and pretend I was singing, but I had never heard those songs before. I must confess that I was surprised to note that some of the church people weren’t singing. Between their sighs and yawns they just stared into space. Three of the kids that I had respected on campus were whispering to one another. Another girl was giggling. I really did not expect that in your church.

"The pastor’s sermon was interesting, although some members of the choir didn’t seem to think so. They looked bored and restless. One kept smiling at someone in the congregation. The pastor spoke about the reality of faith. The message got to me, and I made up my mind to speak to someone about it after the service. But utter chaos reigned after the benediction.

"I said 'Good morning' to one couple, but their greeting was less than cordial. I looked for some teens with whom I could discuss the sermon, but they were huddled in a corner talking about the newest records. One girl looked my way but just waved.

"My parents don’t go to church. I came alone yesterday hoping to find a friendly congregation in which they wouldn’t feel too out-of-place. But as I left, I wasn’t too impressed with the sign outside the church that read, 'The friendly church with the warm welcome.' I’m sorry, but I won’t be back."

What a picture of many churches today—cold, indifferent, self-centered, just using church as a social event. So many members are not concerned about visitors in need of a Savior and who need to see the reality of God’s love in the lives of His children.

Let us ask God to give us a renewed sense of His presence as we worship, realizing that He knows our motive for being there. Remember that others are watching our every move, and that our actions could have a lifelong impact on someone’s faith, determining their eternal destiny.

Dear friend, if someone met you for the first time on Sunday morning in your church would they want to come back just because they met you?

"Do not merely look out for your own personal interest, but also for the interests of others" (Philippians 2:4).

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THE LAMB OF GOD

Some twenty-nine times in Revelation (once without the article) this title, "the Lamb," is found. Singularly it is a diminutive term, which describes a young, weak lambkin. Yet marvelously everywhere in the Apocalypse, "the Lamb" is not feeble nor helpless, but the strong, mighty Lamb. He is not the lamb to be "fed" but "feeding"; not the lamb to be "led" but "leading"; not the lamb "following" but "followed"; not the lamb "meek" but "wrathful"; not the lamb "slain" and dead, but "alive" and slaying His enemies. 

—A.C.Gaebelein
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HOW MUCH TO GIVE

The story is told of a beggar in India who sat by the roadside begging alms. As he held out his bowl, people passing by dropped a few grains of rice into it. This was his means of providing food for himself. Occasionally someone dropped a coin into his hand. One day he saw a procession coming down the road. This is good, he thought. It looks as if a prince is approaching. Surely he will give me a gold coin today. It was indeed a prince, and he stopped beside the beggar, who held out his bowl and waited eagerly to see what his royal benefactor would drop into it. To his surprise, the prince asked, "Will you please give me your rice?" "I can't do that," the beggar answered. "It is all I have." Again the prince said, "I want your rice." "No, I can't give you my rice. It is all I have to eat," was the firm reply. The prince made a third request for the rice. Slowly the beggar took three grains of rice out of his bowl and put them into the hand of the prince, who then reached into a bag hanging at his belt and took out three nuggets of gold which he dropped into the bowl. As the beggar looked at them he thought regretfully, Oh, why didn't I turn my bowl upside down in his hand? "Give, and it will be given to you: good measure, pressed down, shaken together, and running over" (Luke 6:38). You can't outgive God!

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FAITH

A little girl asked her mother for a new dress. The mother agreed she needed one and said, "I will go down town later and get one for you." The girl hurried outside and said to her friend, "I have a new dress." "Let me see it," replied her friend. "I don't have it yet," the little girl replied. "But mother is going to get it for me." Andrew Murray said, "Tarrying is one of God's promises and claiming it is as good as a fulfillment."

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WHERE'S THE PRESSURE?

In a dark moment of his life, Hudson Taylor wrote: "It doesn't matter how great the pressure is. What really matters is where the pressure lies—whether it comes between you and God or whether it presses you nearer His heart." Feeling the pressure today? Beginning to get the under-the-pile blues? As you pray today, shift the load from your shoulders to God's. He can handle it. He cares about you! Turn your quiet time of devotion into a pressure-release experience. 

—Charles R. Swindoll.
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TREASURES OF TODAY

Today is unique! It has never occurred before and it will never be repeated. At midnight it will end, quietly, suddenly, totally. Forever. But the hours between now and then are opportunities with eternal possibilities. You will never again worship your Lord or share His love with someone today. With His enablement, live this day to the full—as if it were your last day on earth. It may be!

— Charles R. Swindoll
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PASTOR'S EPITAPH

He left every church better than he found it, and in every community in which he ministered there will be sweet memories of a beautiful life of service.

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DON'T FORGET THE ARTIST

We often praise the evening clouds,
With tints so bright and bold,
But seldom think upon our God,
Who tinged these clouds with gold.

—Sir Walter Scott
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