"...the soul that loves God flutters not about for worldly vanities..."
Brother Don Currin has been a blessing to me the last few years since coming to know and follow him. His posts and preaching are always so edifying and encouraging me unto Christ. This message below is so timely.
Up to this point, everything I did was for my own narcissism and all attempts to easy my hopeless, dark, hell-bent state were a failure. No matter how I tried to numb the pain and bring light into my life, I was unable. My prison chains were real, forged of a damning, deceitful, and disturbing kind of steel. These binding serrated bars and chain-links of death were unable to be lifted and left me most inescapable. I was powerless, and none of my works, even my very best ones, nor any of my uses of self-help, could rescue.
Have hope, for nothing will overcome the light!
Reading Whitefield's account of December 29th, 1740, I was reminded of the reality, "For here we have no lasting city, but we seek the city that is to come." (Heb. 13:14)
There are many times past, should I have my way, I would love to go back and see, for instance: To go back and speak with Enoch, watch Moses part the sea, watch David whip a giant, be there when Elijah prayed, spend all my time with Jesus in prayer, see Saul converted and the early church born. However...