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Confess Jesus is Lord and Believe
that if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus and shalt believe in thine heart that God has raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved. — Romans 10:9 | Jubilee Bible 2000 (JUB) Jubilee Bible Copyright © 2000, 2001, 2010 by Life Sentence Publishing, Inc. Cross References: Matthew 10:32; Luke 12:8; Acts 2:24; Acts 2:32; Acts 16:31; Romans 4:24; Romans 10:10
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stjohncapistrano67 · 1 year
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A modern Traditional Catholic art image of St. Mary Magdalene the penitent in front of Christ's tomb Easter morning.
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seraphim-eternal · 28 days
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A little while, and you will see me no longer. Again in a little while, and you will see me.
John 16:16
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ynhart · 28 days
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He is Risen!
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I want a story where the angels didn't fall, they jumped. they clipped their own wings, knowing their Master wouldn't have a use or a need for them once they were damaged and less-than-holy. they could not defeat the Tyrant who exerted absolute control over their lives, so they abandoned heaven their homeland in exchange for independence, accepting exile as its own form of freedom. and hell is just the place where all unwanted things are sent--be they angels or souls who just will not obey.
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reformedontheweb · 2 years
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I have never truly lived alone in my life. It is true that I had my own place while dating my wife, however, I was only there long enough to sleep.
I would sleep, go to work, go home and shower and then go to my wife's house and stay there till late in the night. I would then go home and sleep and repeat this process.
So I can truly say, that I have never really lived alone, until now.
Living alone takes some getting use too, especially when the darkness of night comes. It is in these hours that, fear, regrets, memories, and sorrow truly floods a soul and causes one to be in despair.
It is in these hours that one cries out to God more, asking for his mercy and his grace to overcome the snares of despair and regrets that our enemy tries to bombard us with, in order to get our minds off of our promise keeping God.
Do not think that this post is one of self pity, for I know that my Redeemer liveth and that he shall stand at the latter day upon the earth: And though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God.
However, this post is too let you know that God is gracious and causes one to be joyful and to sing upon their beds.
Is this not what the Psalmist says:
Psa 149:5 Let the saints be joyful in glory: let them sing aloud upon their beds.
For it is upon the bed, when darkness comes, and the fears and regrets are at their highest, that one meditates upon God's promises and in this moment of meditation, God brings joy and singing though our enemy says that all is lost.
Seeing that Christ has overcome death and the grave, then we also shall overcome death and the grave through him. And this makes these words come alive in our despair:
1Co 15:54-58 KJV 54 So when this corruptible shall have put on incorruption, and this mortal shall have put on immortality, then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written, Death is swallowed up in victory. 55 O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory? 56 The sting of death is sin; and the strength of sin is the law. 57 But thanks be to God, which giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ. 58 Therefore, my beloved brethren, be ye stedfast, unmoveable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, forasmuch as ye know that your labour is not in vain in the Lord.
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illustratus · 28 days
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The Resurrection of Christ by Nicolas Bertin
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alwaysrememberjesus · 27 days
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Happy Resurrection Sunday!
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fluentisonus · 1 year
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me when I'm sleeby
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Tyndale Life Application Daily Devotion
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Devotional for December 8th
Now may the God of peace— who brought up from the dead our Lord Jesus, the great Shepherd of the sheep,        and ratified an eternal covenant with his blood—may he equip you with all you need        for doing his will.        May he produce in you,        through the power of Jesus Christ, every good thing that is pleasing to him.        All glory to him forever and ever! Amen. - Hebrews 13:20-21 NLT
Insight
This verse includes two significant results of Christ's death and resurrection. God works in us to make us the kind of people that would please him, and he equips us to do the kind of work that would please him.
Challenge
Let God change you from within and then use you to help others.
© 2010 by Tyndale House Publishers
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lotus-pear · 24 days
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BOY WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT NEW CHAPTER........
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Imagine being one of the Roman soldiers though. Imagine having to do what you thought would be a normal execution one day.
Three convicts, two of which are thieves. As for the third… I mean, yeah some people say this guy is the “messiah” (whatever that means, you’re no Jew) and there is talk of miracles and the religious nuts really seem to hate him, but you have him nailed to a cross all the same, so what? If he is a god then he can join the club; Caesar knows that the Romans have enough gods to fill their pantheon and then some. Most likely he’s just a man with some hefty delusions that cost him his life.
But then earthquakes happen. Weird but can be written off as chance, right? Then the sky goes dark midday. A blood moon rises.
That ain’t normal.
Feelings unlike anything you’ve ever felt arise in your gut. The man cries out with a loud voice “It is finished!” and dies immediately after. You shiver. Uncanny, that is.
“Surely this Man is the Son of God,” a fellow Soldier exclaims beside you. At this point you might agree, but the spear still pierces through his skin all the same and you think (hope) that whoever this God-Man was that he isn’t your problem anymore, seeing as he’s dead. Hopefully you can forget the whole thing. (Somehow you feel that this scene will haunt you for a long time)
But the debacle is not over with the burial, as you had assumed. The religious nuts get real anxious and noisy, so to shut them up Pilot has a watch set to guard the body of a dead man. A dead man.
You personally have seen many dead men in your time, but never have you seen one move. Never have you seem or heard of people particularly wanting to touch dead bodies, either. You almost say as such when you are one of the men assigned the last watch, but decide you’d rather like to keep your tongue than chance losing it. You expect it to be rather a boring job, all told.
And it is. Until these, these beings of light and lightening descend on top of you from the Heavens and the last thing you can think before you know no more is whatever god whose body I’ve been guarding please spare me
You wake up, despite all your expectations to the contrary. You almost wonder if it would have been better if you died.
Those religious nuts come to you and your fellow guards and give you some coin along with a fake story to tell. They offer to save the skin off your back so you are not put to death like others who’ve been killed for less. You go along with the story because to be honest there is still a part of you that hopes this was all a dream. But the borrowed words taste like ash in your mouth and the coins jingle in your pockets with all the weight of a chain.
You go through the rest of the day (and night, and the day and night) after the event in a haze. Your feet walk where you know not and you don’t care to correct them.
But then you see Him.
The same Man you saw die.
The same Man whose body you guarded.
This Son of God, in the flesh, you see stand in front of a crowd with your own two eyes and you can scarce believe it but all the same you know more than you’ve ever known anything before that this is real, that this Jesus is truly not just a god, but The God.
And so you decide to follow Him.
Just imagine that for a minute.
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granny-griffin · 8 months
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listen I don’t think easter was a pagan holiday but if it was then like, so what?? it’s christian now?? let’s do halloween next
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dramoor · 28 days
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~Christ is Risen! Truly He is Risen~
The Appearance of Jesus Christ to Mary Magdalene after the Resurrection (detail), by Alexander Ivanov, 1835
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