The Margaret Street Church of Christ


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Wishing you the special joy that only the knowledge of Christ brings.

Art is a collaboration between God and the artist,
and the less the artist does the better.
Andre Gide (1869 - 1951)

Do all the good you can for all the people
you can, in all the ways you can.

ETERNAL INK
by Craig F. Pitts

I dreamed I was in heaven
Where an angel kept God's book.
He was writing so intently
I just had to take a look.

It was not, at first, his writing
That made me stop and think
But the fluid in the bottle
That was marked eternal ink.

This ink was most amazing,
Dark black upon his blotter
But as it touched the parchment
It became as clear as water.

The angel kept on writing,
But as quickly as a wink
The words were disappearing
With that strange eternal ink.

The angel took no notice,
But kept writing on and on.
He turned each page and filled it
Till all its space was gone.

I thought he wrote to no avail,
His efforts were so vain
For he wrote a thousand pages
That he'd never read again.

As I watched and wondered that
This awesome sight was mine,
I actually saw a word stay black
As it dried upon the line.

As he wrote I thought I saw
A look of satisfaction.
At last he had some print to show
For all his earnest action.

A line or two dried dark and stayed
As black as black can be,
But strangely the next paragraph
Became invisible to see.

The book was getting fuller,
The angel's records true,
But most of it was blank, with
Just a few words coming through.

I knew there was some reason,
But as hard as I could think,
I couldn't grasp the meaning
Of that eternal ink.

The mystery burned within me,
And I finally dared to ask
The angel to explain to me
Of his amazing task.

And what I heard was frightful
As the angel turned his head.
He looked directly at me,
And this is what he said...

I know you stand and wonder
At what my writing's worth
But God has told me to record
The lives of those on earth.

The book that I am filling
Is an accurate account
Of every word and action
And to what they do amount.

And since you have been watching
I must tell you what is true;
The details of my journal
Are the strict accounts of YOU.

The Lord asked me to watch you
As each day you worked and played.
I saw you as you went to church,
I saw you as you prayed.

But I was told to document
Your life through all the week.
I wrote when you were proud and bold,
I wrote when you were meek.

I recorded all your attitudes
Whether they were good or bad.
I was sorry that I had to write
The things that make God sad.

So now I'll tell the wonder
Of this eternal ink,
For the reason for its mystery
Should make you stop and think.

This ink that God created
To help me keep my journal
Will only keep a record of
Things that are eternal.

So much of life is wasted
On things that matter not
So instead of my erasing,
Smudging ink and ugly blot.

I just keep writing faithfully and
Let the ink do all the rest
For it is able to decide
What's useless and what's best.

And God ordained that as I write
Of all you do and say
Your deeds that count for nothing
Will just disappear away.

When books are opened someday,
As sure as heaven is true;
The Lord's eternal ink will tell
What mattered most to you.

If you just lived to please yourself
The pages will be bare,
And God will issue no reward
For you when you get there.

In fact, you'll be embarrassed,
You will hang your head in shame
Because you did not give yourself
In love to Jesus' Name.

Yet maybe there will be a few
Recorded lines that stayed
That showed the times you truly cared,
Sincerely loved and prayed.

But you will always wonder
As you enter heaven's door
How much more glad you would have been
If only you'd done more.

For I record as God sees,
I don't stop to even think
Because the truth is written
With God's eternal ink.

When I heard the angel's story
I fell down and wept and cried
For as yet I still was dreaming
I hadn't really died.

I said: O angel tell the Lord
That soon as I awake
I'll live my life for Jesus -
I'll do all for His dear sake.

I'll give in full surrender;
I'll do all He wants me to;
I'll turn my back on self and sin
And whatever isn't true.

And though the way seems long and rough
I promise to endure.
I'm determined to pursue the things
That are holy, clean and pure.

With Jesus as my helper,
I will win lost souls to Thee,
Tell them they can live with Christ
For all eternity.

And that's what really matters
When my life on earth is gone
That I will stand before the Lord
And hear Him say, well done.

For is it really worth it
As my life lies at the brink?
Knowing now that God keeps books
With His eternal ink?

Should all my life be focused
On things that turn to dust?
From this point on I'll serve the Lord;
I can, I will, I must!

I will NOT send blank pages
Up to God's majestic throne
For where that record's going now
Is my eternal home.

I'm giving all to Jesus
I now have seen the link
For I saw an angel write my life
With God's eternal ink.
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Noah's Ark

Many lessons can be learned from Noah's ark - - - - -
ONE: Don't miss the boat.
TWO: Remember that we are all in the same boat.
THREE: Plan ahead. It wasn't raining when Noah built the Ark.
FOUR: Stay fit. When you're 60 years old, someone may ask you to do something really big.
FIVE: Don't listen to critics; just get on with the job that needs to be done.
SIX: Build your future on high ground.
SEVEN: For safety's sake, travel in pairs.
EIGHT: Speed isn't always an advantage. The snails were on board with the cheetahs.
NINE: When you're stressed, float awhile.
TEN: Remember, the Ark was built by amateurs; the Titanic by professionals.
ELEVEN: No matter the storm, when you are with God, there's always a rainbow waiting.
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               TRUST

Sometimes it seems I cannot see
The wisdom of God's way,
And yet I trust His loving hand
To guide me through each day.
When dark shadows bring me fear
I feel His presence always near
Oh Master of life and death, I pray
Keep me in the narrow way.
-- Mollie Hollabaugh
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THE BEST GIFTS THIS SEASON:

To a Friend - Loyalty
To an Enemy - Forgiveness
To your Boss - Service
To your Child - A good example
To your Father - Honor
To your Mother - Gratitude and Devotion
To your Spouse - Love and Faithfulness
To Yourself - Respect
To All Men - Charity
To God - Your Life!!

-- Author Unknown

The word of God starts our thinking,
our aspirations in the right direction,
and prepares us to pray prayers that
can be answered. We are aligned
with the will of God; and where the
will of God is the power of God can
come. - Selected

Be ye fishers of men. You catch them - He'll clean them.

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"God who gave us life gave us liberty. And can the liberties of a nation be thought secure when we have removed their only firm basis, a conviction in the minds of the people that these liberties are a gift from God?" Thomas Jefferson
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"The propitious smiles of heaven can never be expected on a nation that disregards the eternal rules of order and right, which heaven itself has ordained" George Washington

Inspirational Alphabet

Although things are not perfect
Because of trial or pain
Continue in thanksgiving
Do not begin to blame
Even when the times are hard
Fierce winds are bound to blow
God is forever able
Hold on to what you know
Imagine life without His love
Joy would cease to be
Keep thanking Him for all the things
Love imparts to thee
Move out of "Camp Complaining"
No weapon that is known
On earth can yield the power
Praise can do alone
Quit looking at the future
Redeem the time at hand
Start every day with prayer
Thankfulness is a command
Until we see Him coming
Victorious in the sky
We'll run the race with gratitude
Xalting God most high
Yes, there'll be good times and also bad, but...
Zion waits in glory...where none are ever sad!
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THE PATH OF LIFE

When walking down the path of life,
Remember what I say,
That every man must feel the thorns
That grow along the way

And every soul will stumble,
For every man is weak,
And the road of life uncertain,
It's prospects often bleak.

But always give a helping hand,
A word of love, a smile,
To help the soul beside you walk
Across each weary mile.

For love causes the sun to shine,
And everywhere you go,
Tha painful thorns less noticed as
The roses bloom and grow.
--Bulletin Digest

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"I AM Too blessed to be stressed!"
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The shortest distance between a problem and a solution is the distance between your knees and the floor.
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The one who kneels to the Lord can stand up to anything.
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If you think and live like there's no God, you'd better be right.
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Wise men still seek Him.
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The lions may grow weak and hungry, but those who seek the lord lack no good thing.
Ps 34:10
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               The Wonder of God's Grace
     There was once a man who didn't believe the word of God, and he didn't hesitate to let others know how he felt about religion and going to church services all the time.
     His wife, however, did believe, and she raised their children to also have faith in God and Jesus, despite his disparaging comments.
     One snowy winter evening, his wife and children were going to a worship service nearby. She asked him to come, but he refused.

     "That gospel story is nonsense!" he said. "Why would God lower Himself to come to Earth as a man? That's ridiculous!"
      So she and the children left, and he stayed home.
     A while later, the winds grew stronger and the snow turned into a blizzard. As the man looked out the window, all he saw was a blinding snowstorm. He sat down to relax before the fire for the evening.
     Suddenly he heard a loud thump. Something had hit the house. Then another thump. He looked out, but couldn't see more than a few feet. When the snow let up a little, he ventured outside to see what could have made the sound.
     In the field near his house he saw a flock of wild geese that had been flying south for the winter and got caught in the snowstorm. They were lost and stranded on his farm, with no food or shelter, flapping their wings and flying around the field in low circles, blindly and aimlessly. A couple of them had apparently bumped into his house.
     The man felt sorry for the geese and wanted to help them. He thought about his own pet goose in the barn. The barn would be a great place for them to stay, he thought. It is warm and safe; surely they could spend the night and wait out the storm.
     So he walked over to the barn and opened the doors wide, then watched and waited, hoping they would notice the open barn and go inside. But the geese just fluttered around aimlessly and did not seem to notice the barn or realize what it could mean for them.
     The man tried to get their attention, but that just seemed to scare them and they moved further away. He went into the house and came back out with some bread, broke it up, and made a bread crumb trail leading to the barn. They still didn't catch on.
     Now he was getting frustrated. He got behind them and tried to shoo them toward the barn, but they only got more scared and scattered in every direction except toward the barn. Nothing he did could get them to go into the barn where they would be warm and safe.
     "Why don't they follow me?!" he exclaimed. "Can't they see this is the only place where they can survive the storm?" He thought for a moment and realized that they just wouldn't follow a human. "If only I were a goose, then I could save them," he said out loud.
     Then he had an idea. He went into the barn, got his pet goose, and carried it in his arms as he circled around behind the flock of wild geese. He then released it. His goose flew through the flock and straight into the barn and one by one the other geese followed it to safety.
     He stood silently for a moment as the words he had spoken a few minutes earlier replayed in his mind: "If only I were a goose, then I could save them!"
     Then he thought about what he had said to his wife earlier. "Why would God want to be like us? That's ridiculous!"
     Suddenly it all made sense. That is what God had done. We were like the geese - blind, lost, perishing. God had His Son become like us so He could show us the way and save us.
     As the winds and blinding snow died down, his soul became quiet as he pondered this wonderful thought. Suddenly he understood what the gospel was about, why Christ had come. Years of doubt and disbelief vanished like the passing storm. He fell to his knees in the snow, and prayed his first prayer: "Thank You, God, for coming in human form to get me out of the storm!" He then arose to do God's will.

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In dealing with difficulties, we can become bitter or better; Choose the better.
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Lord, grant me:
The
patience to accept the things I cannot change,

The
courage to change the things I can,
And the wisdom to know the difference. Amen
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AS CERTAIN AS LIFE

That I shall live again when life for me upon this earth is sealed by death is to me as certain as that I live today.

William Jennings Bryan stated his attitude as beautifully as it is possible to phrase it: "If matter mute and inanimate, though changed by the forces of nature into a multitude of forms, can never die, will the spirit of man suffer annihilation when it has paid a brief visit, like a royal guest, to this tenement of clay? No, I am as sure that there is another life as I am that I live today" (From: "The Prince of Peace").

This conviction is an unfailing anchor when the tempests of temptation, fear, discouragement, and doubt buffet my frail bark on the sea of life. Yes, "It restores my soul" (Psa. 23:3).
- from Words Fitly Spoken by James W. Adams
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To hear truth and not accept it does not nullify the truth.
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AN HONORABLE CREED

To live as gently as I can;
To be, no matter where, a man;
To take what comes of good or ill
And cling to faith and honor still;
To do my best, and let that stand
The record of my brain and hand;
And then, should failure come to me,
Still work and hope for victory.

To have no secret place wherein
I stoop unseen to shame or sin;
To be the same when I'm alone
As when my every deed is known
To live undaunted, unafraid
Of any step that I have made;
To be without pretense or sham
Exactly what men think I am.

To leave some simple mark behind
To keep my having lived in mind;
If enmity to aught I show,
To be an honest, generous foe,
To play my little part, nor whine
That greater honors are not mine,
This I believe, is all I need
For my philosophy and creed.
-- Edgar A. Guest
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WHERE?

WHERE there is no rule: There is confusion and decay.
WHERE every one rules: There is anarchy and disunion.
WHERE the majority rule: There is digression and politics.
WHERE the minority rule: There is opression and politics.
WHERE one elder rules: There is dictatorship and destruction.
WHERE the eldership rules: There is wisdom and scripturalness.
WHERE the Christ rules: There is love and salvation.
WHERE the Spirit rules: There is zeal and unity.

The difference between courtship and marriage is the difference between the picture in the seed catalog and what comes up. - James Wharton
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Sooner or later most children get what is coming to them. That is, they grow up and become parents too.
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People are like buildings with stained glass windows. They glow and sparkle when it's sunny and bright; but when the sun goes down their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light within.

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God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage.

If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.

God gives the birds food, but He doesn't throw it into the nest.

YOUR CROSS
Whatever your cross
Whatever your pain
There will always be sunshine, After the rain.
Perhaps you may stumble
Perhaps even fall
But God is always there
To help you through it all

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