VIDEO You Are The God Who Reigns – Fisher of Men

Published on Jan 24, 2013

We love the way God speaks to us through song! The message of this one is simple, obvious, and pretty basic: God reigns.

He certainly reigned over Lonnie in the giving of the song, because he had never written a song before! He reigned over Rena, with the musical arrangement and further development of this song. He reigned over Mitch in the video and recording of the song. And He reigned to knit us together as one – His church – in the sharing of our gifts – though we live in different areas of the country.

He was reigning high upon His throne when He ordained this song to be born on Nov. 9, 2012 – born with a distinctly Jewish (sounding) identity. And He was still reigning when, five days later on Nov. 14, war broke out against Israel. We sense He is putting His holy finger on this situation – capturing our attention with it very strongly. But what is He saying specifically? Is this Israel’s victory song? Perhaps. Could this war be the beginning of the great tribulation? Possibly.

But of one thing, and only this one thing, are we completely certain: This is God’s Victory Song. Through the death of His Son, Jesus, He delivered us from the kingdom of darkness into His marvelous light. And He invites us now to share in this Great Victory, by coming to Jesus (Yeshua), and receiving the free gift of eternal life. This Victory is for the Jews, for the Arabs, and for every other tribe, and tongue, and people, and nation on this earth – all equally loved by God, our Creator.

Let us join together now, to worship Him and glorify His name. For He is the God who reigns!

Copyright 2012 Lonnie Abraham – All rights reserved

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CLAIMING COURAGE

You will teach me how to live a holy life. PSALM 16:11

Are you a brief journey away from painful encounters? Are you only steps away from the walls of your own heartache? Learn a lesson from your master. Don’t march into battle with the enemy without first claiming the courage from God’s promises. May I give you a few examples?

When you are confused: “ ‘I know what I am planning for you,’ says the LORD. ‘I have good plans for you, not plans to hurt you’ ” (Jeremiah 29:11).

If you feel weighted by yesterday’s failures: “So now, those who are in Christ Jesus are not judged guilty” (Romans 8:1).

On those nights when you wonder where God is: “I am the Holy One, and I am among you” (Hosea 11:9).

from AND THE ANGELS WERE SILENT

A Hunch and a Hope

Daughter, your faith has made you well. Go in peace, and be healed of your affliction. MARK 5:34 NKJV

Maybe all you have [is] a crazy hunch and a high hope. You have nothing to give. But you are hurting. And all you have to offer him is your hurt.

Maybe that has kept you from coming to God. Oh, you’ve taken a step or two in his direction. But then you saw the other people around him. They seemed so clean, so neat, so trim and fit in their faith. And when you saw them, they blocked your view of him. So you stepped back.

If that describes you, note carefully, … one person [whom Christ] commended … for having faith. It wasn’t a wealthy giver. It wasn’t a loyal follower. It wasn’t an acclaimed teacher. It was a shame-struck, penniless outcast—[a woman who had been bleeding for twelve years]—who clutched onto her hunch that he could and her hope that he would.

Which, by the way, isn’t a bad definition of faith. A conviction that he can and a hope that he will.

He Still Moves Stones

It may be that God is dealing with you

“I am jealous over you with God’s own jealousy.” (2 Cor. 11:2.) (Weymouth.)

HOW an old harper dotes on his harp! How he fondles and caresses it! His life is bound up in it. But, see him tuning it. He grasps it firmly, strikes a chord with a sharp, quick blow; and while it quivers as if in pain, he leans over intently to catch the first note that rises. The note, as he feared, is false and harsh. He strains the chord with the torturing thumb-screw; and though it seems ready to snap with the tension, he strikes it again, bending down to listen softly as before, till at length you see a smile on his face as the first true tone trembles upward.

So it may be that God is dealing with you. Loving you better than any harper loves his harp, He finds you a mass of jarring discords. He wrings your heartstrings with some torturing anguish; He bends over you tenderly, striking and listening; and, hearing only a harsh murmur, strikes you again, while His heart bleeds for you, anxiously waiting for that strain—”Not my will, but thine be done”—which is melody sweet to His ear as angels’ songs. Nor will He cease to strike until your chastened soul shall blend with all the pure and infinite harmonies of His own being.— Selected.

“Oh, the sweetness that dwells in a harp of many strings,
While each, all vocal with love in a tuneful harmony rings!
But, oh, the wail and the discord, when one and another is rent,
Tensionless, broken and lost, from the cherished instrument.

“For rapture of love is linked with the pain or fear of loss,
And the hand that takes the crown, must ache with many a cross;
Yet he who hath never a conflict, hath never a victor’s palm,
And only the toilers know the sweetness of rest and calm.

“Only between the storms can the Alpine traveller know
Transcendent glory of clearness, marvels of gleam and glow;
Had he the brightness unbroken of cloudless summer days,
This had been dimmed by the dust and the veil of a brooding haze.

“Who would dare the choice, neither or both to know,
The finest quiver of joy or the agony thrill of woe!
Never the exquisite pain, then never the exquisite bliss,
For the heart that is dull to that can never be strung to this