—- we could become like God.
But it doesn’t happen by anything we can DO in our self.
It takes God by His wonderful grace, sending His Holy Spirit to “quicken” (make alive) our dead spirits, so that we can receive His gift of faith and believe the Gospel. And then He graciously fills us with His Holy Spirit. When that happens, we are saved.
Now, the Holy Spirit’s job in us is to “sanctify” us (make our thoughts, words, and actions righteous and holy) like Jesus.
Romans 8:29 (ESV) – For those whom he foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the image of his Son, in order that he might be the firstborn among many brothers.
Many factors contribute to a good missionary biography.
However, I’ve managed to narrow them all down to one: its personal impact on me.
Each and every missionary biography I’ve read finds expression somewhere in my life and ministry. I am grateful for these missionaries’ example. I’m also grateful for those who took the time to research and record their stories.
This list is only drawn from the missionary biographies that I’ve personally read—because obviously, I haven’t read them all.
My Top Ten Missionary Biographies
(I won’t even try to put them in order of importance.)
1) Behind the Ranges by Geraldine Taylor
James Fraser turned his back on a lucrative career in engineering. He also gave up the possibility of success as an accomplished concert pianist. Arriving in China at age 22, Fraser devoted his life “behind the ranges” to the unreached Lisu people.
His missionary methods in the early…
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If you are confronted today with a calling that seems beyond your status and abilities, then consider Gideon. It is God who makes us able, not we ourselves. Indeed, God declared Gideon to be a “mighty warrior” before he ever accomplished anything.
Habakkuk 3:17-19 (NIV)
“Though the fig tree does not bud
and there are no grapes on the vines,
though the olive crop fails
and the fields produce no food,
though there are no sheep in the pen
and no cattle in the stalls,
yet I will rejoice in the Lord,
I will be joyful in God my Savior.
The Sovereign Lord is my strength;
he makes my feet like the feet of a deer,
he enables me to tread on the heights.”
Make “YET” be your word in 2021
by Naomi S.
a young girl in Italy.
If I could go back…
back to when my wide eyes
peered at the world,
If I could go back,
back to when nobody,
nobody had stepped in
and whispered delicious poison
in my ears…
If I could go back…
back to when I was still a flower,
all in one place…
I’d tell you.
I’d tell you everything.
The heartache, the brokenness.
The burning in my chest.
The bitterness of
you aren’t enough,
it’s true. Too true.
Friends are only for a moment,
they aren’t there
but for themselves.
I’d tell you about the goodbyes,
the ache I couldn’t fill.
The loneliness in the place
I was told
to call home.
I would tell you.
I would tell you about the humiliation,
the ache in the absence of tears.
I’d tell you about the pain
and losing when you need love
and not knowing the future,
wondering if love would ever come.
Telling you would crush you.
But am I not crushed?
I am crushed.
I am broken.
I am shattered.
My petals are scattered
in different homes.
What is home anyway?
I would tell you about it all
and not hide one word.
Not one word.
after all the heartache,
Then I would tell you…
I’d tell you about picking myself up.
I’d tell you about the One
who took me,
exposed my lies,
held my hand,
transformed the pain,
Scars of loss,
of losing myself
to find myself.
I’d tell you about the growth,
daughter of pain,
born from the ashes,
because of the flames,
because of the pain.
I’d tell you about the comfort,
the love brought by true friendship,
that leave me speechless,
heart bursting each time.
“Your worth is not in yourself”.
I’d tell you about Christ,
about his loss
and my gain because of it.
I would tell you everything.
I’d tell you about hope.
Notes from the author:
“I’d love if you shared the poem on your blog! Thank you so much! I’m glad you liked it. I’ve only ever written rhyming poetry, but I started trying free verse because I like playing around with the rhythm…I actually didn’t think much of it when I wrote it months ago, but coming back to it last week, I though you might enjoy reading it.”
“…how Christ changes a broken heart through redemption…that is exactly what the poem is meant to portray.”
What are YOUR thoughts?