During the Jewish Feast of Pentecost, just weeks after Resurrection Sunday, the Holy Spirit descended upon the first followers of Jesus Christ. Empowered by the Spirit, believers began speaking in other tongues, declaring “the mighty works of God” (Acts 2:11). [1] Crowds quickly gathered as Jesus’ followers proclaimed God’s works in the various languages of … Continue reading The Holy Spirit at Pentecost: Insights from Peter’s Sermon in Acts 2
Francis Schaeffer: If we demand, in any of our relationships, either perfection or nothing, we will get nothing
Knowing that all men are sinners frees us from the cruelty of utopianism. Utopianism is cruel, for it expects of expects of men and women what they are not and will not be until Christ comes. Such utopianism, forgetting what the Bible says about human sinfulness, is hard-hearted; it is as monstrous a thing as … Continue reading Francis Schaeffer: If we demand, in any of our relationships, either perfection or nothing, we will get nothing
Charles Spurgeon: Who is a pardoning God like thee? Or who hath grace so rich and free?
Pause then, O Christian, and thus soliloquize: “I once scorned him who loved me with an everlasting love, I once esteemed him as a root out of a dry ground. I served him not, I cared not for his blood, his cross, or his crown; and yet I am now become one of his own … Continue reading Charles Spurgeon: Who is a pardoning God like thee? Or who hath grace so rich and free?
A.W. Tozer: Our woes began when God was forced out of His central shrine.
Our woes began when God was forced out of His central shrine and “things” were allowed to enter. Within the human heart “things” have taken over. Men have now by nature no peace within their hearts, for God is crowned there no longer, but there in the moral dusk stubborn and aggressive usurpers fight among … Continue reading A.W. Tozer: Our woes began when God was forced out of His central shrine.
Martin Luther: The Everlasting Pity swore to save me from my anguish…
In devil’s dungeon chained I layThe pangs of death swept o’er me.My sin devoured me night and dayIn which my mother bore me.My anguish ever grew more rife,I took no pleasure in my lifeAnd sin had made me crazy. Then was the Father troubled soreTo see me ever languish.The Everlasting Pity sworeTo save me from … Continue reading Martin Luther: The Everlasting Pity swore to save me from my anguish…