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Originally Posted by Mark56
No one is insignificant. Oh that there was a roof through which we could cut a hole and lower Tom before the Lord on a pallet....... Tom is significant. Tom, your words of wisdom, of insight, of contemplation belie your self worth. That my prayers for you could be sufficient to direct His glance in your way, I pray. I have a friend, also a friend in Jesus, who has interstitial fibrosis........ told he would live maybe six more months. I met him well over six months ago, and now his O2 numbers are on the increase. Prayer? Possibly. Significance, definitely. His name is Jeff. I tell him I fully expect him to be around another 5, 10, 15 years despite what the respiratory specialists were telling him [and they are astounded by his improvement for a disease which known to them brings only less and less and then death]. He looks and sounds now like someone who knows and has hope.
No one is insignificant, not even me, not even Rae, not even Alffe, nor Melody [I, too, love that name], nor David, nor Jeff, the friend of whom I write..... no, not even Tom who is 66 and has a condition I do not understand fully but who needs help of all of us and our Lord. How about it?
I'm doing it..... doing it now..... making that hole in the roof.
Mark56 PJ  |
Mark and Alffe and Rae and Addy: such marvelous posts, one and all! If only I could jump through the screen and hug you! Google and Microsoft -- there's your latest challenge.
Lyrics to Mark's song:
Weak and wounded sinner
Lost and left to die
O, raise your head, for love is passing by
Come to Jesus
Come to Jesus
Come to Jesus and live!
Now your burden's lifted
And carried far away
And precious blood has washed away the stain, so
Sing to Jesus
Sing to Jesus
Sing to Jesus and live!
And like a newborn baby
Don't be afraid to crawl
And remember when you walk
Sometimes we fall...so
Fall on Jesus
Fall on Jesus
Fall on Jesus and live!
Sometimes the way is lonely
And steep and filled with pain
So if your sky is dark and pours the rain, then
Cry to Jesus
Cry to Jesus
Cry to Jesus and live!
O, and when the love spills over
And music fills the night
And when you can't contain your joy inside, then
Dance for Jesus
Dance for Jesus
Dance for Jesus and live!
And with your final heartbeat
Kiss the world goodbye
Then go in peace, and laugh on Glory's side, and
Fly to Jesus
Fly to Jesus
Fly to Jesus and live!
I like the fact that the song is untitled. The listerner or reader is left to fill in the blank.
I am religious in a spiritual, not formal, sense. I read The New Testament in the 1980s -- all of it, without discussing it witlh anybody. Jesus says over and over, "Oh ye, of so little faith." It struck me that was his message -- NOT if you don't believe in God you'll go to hell. In fact, nowhere could I find that punishment in his words (maybe, I missed them). Faith, in whatever you say and do, even if it is not of a strictly religious nature (could be just fixing your car or taking a test), is fundamental: I find it impossible to seriously argue with that. Maybe when faith is gone, suicide is what remains in one or another form. Can someone commit suicide and still really, truly have faith? (Loss of faith = the desperation David so superbly expressed.) Seems unlikely to me. Been there, done that.
I thank all of you for your words of encouragement. As I write these words, I feel low/lower ... but not lowest.
Bestest, Tom