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Nothing is More Important than the Truth

Why do you not understand what I am saying? This is a very important question, and our Lord Jesus immediately follows this question up with the answer. Jesus asked the question and gave the answer to this question in John 8:43. He said, "Why do you not understand what I am saying? It is because you cannot hear My word." 
So they could not understand what He was saying because they could not hear His word. Now why could they not her His word? 
In John 8:44 Jesus gives the answer for this; He said, "You are of your father the devil, and you want to do the desires of your father. He was a murderer from the beginning, and does not stand in the truth because there is no truth in him. Whenever he speaks a lie, he speaks from his own nature, for he is a liar and the father of lies." 
The reason they could not here His word, is because they had murder in their heart, and therefore they could only hear lies. Jesus puts anger on equal footing with murder (see Matthew 5:22,23). 

And I Saw a Devil

He walked as though he owned the place, he probably does. He was a man familiar with wealth and prosperity giving the appearance of one use to having his way. He walked with a steady gate as he slipped on his suit jacket over his blue shirt and yellow tie. His suit was grey and expensive, he had on brown leather shoes, and he wore glasses and had curly gray hair, approximately 56-62 years of age. He came around the corner at the back of the parking lot and walked by all the cars parked in the lot. He set his gaze upon me, staring at me as he walked. I was preaching from the gospels about our resurrected Savior, Jesus the Christ, the Son of God. As he continued to walk and stare intently, I thought he might come straight up to me, but he then gave a devilish grin and snicker. He then made a left turn for the door of the abortuary, inside awaited 20 women with child. Not too long after this they would begin coming out one-by-one with the gaunt faces of someone who had been medi…

Witness

I came to the realization of something today as I was meditating on Acts 1:8.
"but you will receive power when the Holy Spirit has come upon you; and you shall be My witnesses both in Jerusalem, and in all Judea and Samaria, and even to the remotest part of the earth.”
I am not a witness for Jesus, you are not a witness for Jesus; neither our words nor our actions are a witness for Jesus. He chose His witnesses Himself, and it was not us.  His witnesses are His chosen apostles, then and now.  When He said to them, you shall be My witnesses even to the remotest part of the earth, He meant His chosen apostles, not us.  How can that be, His apostles are no longer with us? Oh but they are!  They left us a New Testament, and that New Testament alone is their witness of Jesus the Christ, the Son of God into all the world.  You and I my friend, are simply vessels to carry their witness into the remotest parts of the earth.  Think about that brethren next time you go out and proclaim the w…

The Lord Longs to be Gracious

The other day I began to read a book called “The Institutes of Christian Religion” by John Calvin. In Book 1, The Knowledge of God The Creator, chapter 1, I read a statement that just struck me hard. It was one of those aha moments when you get something. My mind is always on evangelizing the gospel, therefore I related this statement to the proclamation of the gospel. The author said; "But should we once begin to raise our thoughts to God, and reflect what kind of Being he is, and how absolute the perfection of that righteousness, and wisdom, and virtue, to which, as a standard, we are bound to be conformed, what formerly delighted us by its false show of righteousness will become polluted with the greatest iniquity; what strangely imposed upon us under the name of wisdom will disgust by its extreme folly; and what presented the appearance of virtuous energy will be condemned as the most miserable impotence."

When men compare themselves to men they feel alright about t…