<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947</id><updated>2011-09-19T18:32:37.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace Greater Than ALL Our Sin</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-1458728539839455512</id><published>2011-05-07T15:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T15:50:49.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe?</title><content type='html'>I might start blogging again. I really like to write, and if it is helpful to anyone in any way, I am glad to do it. God is so good, and has done so much in my life, that I like to praise Him in the things I write, and share that with others. There is none so great as our Lord Jesus Christ, and I want to lift Him up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One person who is incredibly impressive for his desire for God and his intensity in preaching and writing, and, I guess in person (I would like to meet him) is John Piper. If you want to be blessed by good, sound preaching, you should listen at &lt;a href="http://www.desiringgod.org/"&gt;www.desiringGod.org&lt;/a&gt;. Go to the resource library, click on "sermons" and you can listen. We have been listening to his preaching through Romans, which you can access by choosing the category "by series". Also, there are a number of excellent books by him, that would bless you greatly if you read them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know Christ to the fullest, whatever that may be in this life, and Piper has helped me greatly along that road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That I may know Him, and the power of His resurrection, and the fellowship of His sufferings, &lt;em&gt;being made conformable unto His death &lt;/em&gt;(Wow!); if by any means I might attain unto the resurrection of the dead." We don't want to die, but if we don't, we won't be resurrected!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-1458728539839455512?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1458728539839455512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2011/05/maybe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/1458728539839455512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/1458728539839455512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2011/05/maybe.html' title='Maybe?'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-44194109646793308</id><published>2010-12-24T14:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T14:24:00.452-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed Christmas</title><content type='html'>At work, we have the radio going all the time.  I am privileged to listen to country music one week, and classic rock music the next, alternating each week.  The radios in the areas where I work are usually loud enough to hear all the words of the songs.  I say that I am privileged because, though I would not choose those stations myself as my personal listening preferences, anything that the Lord has in my life is there because He has placed it there, and is using it for His glory and my refinement as a Christian. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Most of the country music is newer, so I did not recognize but a song or two.  I grew up listening to country music, so I know many of the songs from the 60s and 70s.  The rock music is from the 60s, 70s and 80s, and I know most of those, because I changed my music to match most of my peers when I was in high school.   In both of the categories, rock and country, there are a few songs that I like, but not many.  In the rock category, I often find myself turning away from some of the favorites I had as a teenager and afterwards, because their lyrics are about things I have laid aside in order to draw closer to Jesus Christ.  He is more lovely than anything those songs promise.  The subject matter of the song provides for temptations to dwell on things that draw me away from Him.  That is the case with much of the country music as well.  I cannot enjoy it, and I really do not want to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title of this blog entry has to do with Christmas.  Well, on these radio stations they are playing Christmas songs among the others.  There is sometimes contradiction between the Christmas music and the others.  To illustrate, the song "O Holy Night" was playing on the rock station when we came back from lunch one day.  It was very well done, and I was greatly blessed by hearing it.  Immediately following this, however, with no pause for reflection, the radio blasted out Queen's "Another One Bites the Dust."  Much of the blessing from O Holy Night was quickly gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that probably I was the only one there who had a problem with the station playing Queen right after O Holy Night.   But that is where people are.  Whether country or rock, when they listen at Christmas they expect to hear some Christmas songs along with their usual fare.  It is, at least, a small acknowledgment of the Saviour in a world that has pretty much forgotten Him.  But it indicates the effect of religion on the lives of the general populous of America.  A little bit here and there is alright, but it doesn't change the way I live, and life pretty much goes on as normal, no matter whether or not there was a Saviour born in Bethlehem 2000 years ago.  That's how I lived before I knew Christ.  I liked Christmas.  But the Saviour seemed so strange, so out of place,  not even a real person.   Pretty much like Santa Claus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-44194109646793308?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/44194109646793308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/12/blessed-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/44194109646793308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/44194109646793308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/12/blessed-christmas.html' title='Blessed Christmas'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-7302162205117916366</id><published>2010-12-21T13:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T14:22:51.625-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord, Thou Hast the Words</title><content type='html'>Agony over not having a feeling of God's presence, so many temptations to lay down arms, to turn away from Christ.  I cannot do it.  He has the words of eternal life.  He is the Joy that is evermore at the right hand of God.  I love Him - how can I leave Him?  And yet, as I say that, there are a thousand voices ready to tempt me to do just that.  My wicked heart would deify every blessing that God gives me, loving the blessings and not the Blesser.  How easy that is to see, illustrated by my own Christmas experiences as a child.  The givers, my parents or brothers and sisters, were only my channels to getting what I wanted.  Sure, I would thank them, if reminded that I needed to do so, but I was not truly thankful to them, or for them.  I loved the toys, but not the people who gave them to me.  And now, how easy it is to love the pleasures of life without loving the One who gives the pleasures as well as the capacity for enjoying them.  How easy it is to say that it is this or that situation that will give me true joy, when even the joy of the most desirable situation would not be there if God did not add it into the mix.  Food would taste like cardboard if God did not give it the flavor and me the taste buds to enjoy it.  And not only as a process, but every time.  He is in everything, making it work the way it is supposed to every time, or it wouldn't.  There are no natural processes, truly.  God is a God of order, and He continues to bless things to work the way that they always have, but still, it is His hand in it each time it occurs that makes it happen the way it has always happened, and we have the illusion of processes and cause and effect.  But nothing can keep going unless He keeps it going.  And He is keeping everything going, every moment of every day - there is not one thing that works by itself, or even by processes that He has set up and left to run on their own.  There can be no such thing, for if God leaves anything to itself, it would cease to exist immediately.  It did not exist before He made it, and it shall not continue without being upheld constantly by the word of His power. &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;So, anything that I look to for a pleasure that it has given in the past is not able to give me that pleasure unless God wills that it be so, each time I engage in the thing.  If I enjoy a particular song, and am thrilled with the music and the lyrics, I cannot look to that song as the ultimate giver of the pleasure, but to God who has given me the pleasure through that song.  There are pleasures in reading the Bible, but a Scripture that brought me joy and comfort at one time might not do so at another, because I am seeking the experience, rather than God Himself.  So, I could even make an idol out of the Word of God.  And I do. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;And there are other voices that draw me away in doubt and fear, that make me question the reality of it all - whether any of it is true.  I must cling to Christ, for He is the only One in whom I have found peace and true joy.  All else has failed me, and continues to fail.  So, I hear Him say to me again "Come unto Me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.  Take my yoke upon you, for I am meek and lowly in heart, and ye shall find rest unto your souls.  For my yoke is easy and my burden is light."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-7302162205117916366?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7302162205117916366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/12/lord-thou-hast-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/7302162205117916366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/7302162205117916366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/12/lord-thou-hast-words.html' title='Lord, Thou Hast the Words'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-6005360367374273171</id><published>2010-10-02T15:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T15:57:34.857-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have Seen the Lord!</title><content type='html'>Here is a great &lt;a href="http://desiringgod.org/resource-library/sermons/i-have-seen-the-lord#/watch/full"&gt;sermon&lt;/a&gt; from John Piper of the same title as this blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, it has been a coon's age since I have been here. Anybody still out there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you merely read Piper's sermons you don't get nearly the same effect as you will if you watch the video. If Spurgeon were living now, I would certainly watch videos of his sermons rather than just reading them. There is something about hearing and seeing that makes a greater impact on the heart than merely reading. Try it. You will never want to simply read Piper's sermons again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know Piper at all, you will be greatly encourage by his preaching.  I highly recommend him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-6005360367374273171?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/6005360367374273171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-have-seen-lord.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/6005360367374273171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/6005360367374273171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-have-seen-lord.html' title='I Have Seen the Lord!'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-6606600388612453166</id><published>2010-04-15T17:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T18:02:56.247-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Deserted</title><content type='html'>They say that God doesn't leave His people, that He is always with them.  They say that if there are any problems, it is simply with your perception, because God has not moved.  So, it is always something that, if I push the right buttons, I can overcome, and go on my way rejoicing.  No.  It has never been that way.  God is sovereign, and He is not at my beck and call, I am to be at His.  I might do everything right, as far as anyone can tell, and still feel the emptiness of walking without Him, the dryness of the desert of no communion.  Everything has lost its flavor: every joy is forced, every laugh is hollow, for He is not there.  And if you tell me that it is just my perception, I say "What's the difference?"  It is hell to be without God really, or even when it just feels like it.  It is all the same thing according to my perception.  What is it to me that God is still there, if I cannot hear His voice?  How can I derive any comfort from a present Saviour, if He does not make His presence known, if I cannot know His grace and peace filling my soul?  What good is it to me that my Father is home, if I cannot go climb up into His lap, and feel His strong arm holding me tight, pulling me close?  You may live far off from Him if you can, but I cannot.  I don't like it when I cannot find Him anywhere.  Just your telling me that He is always there, when I cannot get to Him, that provides me no comfort.  Oh, that I knew where I might find Him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see shadows, glimpses out of the corner of the eye of Him, but that is not enough.  I need Him.  I am thirsty, and none of these broken cisterns have any water.  I am hungry, and tired of trading my money for that which is not bread.  My soul thirsts for God.  When shall I come and appear before God! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long, O Lord?  How long wilt Thou forget me?  Forever?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-6606600388612453166?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/6606600388612453166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/04/deserted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/6606600388612453166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/6606600388612453166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/04/deserted.html' title='Deserted'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-8444343069612290186</id><published>2010-04-10T10:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T10:25:30.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Powerful Sermon</title><content type='html'>This is a great sermon.  You should listen to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.desiringgod.org/ResourceLibrary/MediaPlayer/4563/Video/"&gt;The Immeasurable Greatness of His Power Toward Us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-8444343069612290186?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/8444343069612290186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/04/powerful-sermon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/8444343069612290186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/8444343069612290186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/04/powerful-sermon.html' title='A Powerful Sermon'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-1173119742299117930</id><published>2010-03-15T16:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:55:40.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Sin Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In reading the book of Joshua again, I have been struck once again with the seeming severity of judgment upon Achan and his family for his transgression.  The punishment has seemed to me to be over and above what was merited, because of the shocking nature of it.  However, this time, I have asked the Lord to help me to understand.  I believe that He has.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When Satan tempted Eve, he promised her that she and Adam would "be as gods, knowing good and evil."  I have not thought as much about that as I have recently, and as I should have, for that is the place where we see the beginning of sin in man.  Why do all die in Adam?  What was the enormity of a transgression that consisted in eating a piece of fruit?  Just a piece of fruit.  Well, if it was just the piece of fruit that makes up the totality of the transgression, it might be justifiable to say that the punishment overreaches the crime.  A piece of fruit, however, was merely the battleground.  Many injunctions of Scripture call for obedience in matters seemingly as trivial as a piece of fruit.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The fruit itself is almost immaterial in the whole matter of Adam's sin.  The nature of sin is not in the size of the matter, nor in the obvious deed itself, but in the heart of the man who perpetrates the sin.  This is not to say that one thing that is called sin in one case, might not be called so in another.  There are arguments for such a statement, and evidence that can be produced to substantiate such claims, but I am not entering into that aspect of the matter at this time.  What I am saying is that sin, with respect to its severity, is not in the act itself, but in the heart.  So, what was in Achan's heart?  What was in Adam's heart?  What is in my heart, when I sin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, Satan said: "ye shall be as gods, knowing good and evil."  What does that mean, knowing good and evil?  And how does that make us like gods?  The answer is, perhaps obvious to everyone reading this, but it was good for me to see it so clearly.  If I can choose what I want to do, deciding for myself what is right and wrong (good and evil), then, in effect, I am taking the place of God.   What power!  Simply by throwing out God and His ways, His authorities (the Bible, parental authority, governmental authority, etc.), I can have absolute power over my own affairs!  I can be all I can be, I can run my own life!  I can do it my way!  After all, I am God! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Such a manner of thinking was at the heart of Satan's temptation.  "You don't have to do what God says, even though He is your Creator.  You are an independent, autonomous being.  You decide.  Follow your heart.  If it feels good, do it!"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The only problem with such an outlook on life is this:  It was not Adam's call to decide to eat the fruit.  God had already made that call, and Adam's deliberate disobedience was an "in-your-face" rejection of God Himself.  Achan did the same thing.  Satan's "I will be like the Most High" became the fight song of mankind.  We have taken it up, even from the womb.  That cry of independence.  I am God.  I have a right.  I can choose for myself.  "Sure, Satan.  I'll be as God.  What do I have to lose?  After all, fruit is good for me!"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, the few things Achan took were not the problem.  Nor was it a piece of fruit for Adam and Eve.  Nor is it just whatever the little thing is in which &lt;u&gt;we&lt;/u&gt; love to have our way.  It is the rebellion in our hearts.  It is our desire to dethrone God, and set ourselves in His place.  As our Creator, He has the right to do whatever He wills with His own.  As His creatures, we don't have that right.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our carrying out of this same scenario of sin is a daily event.  The only reason God doesn't kill us for it is because of the cross of Christ.  The garments of rebellion do not look any prettier upon us than they did upon Adam, or Achan . . . or Satan.  As Christians, we are even more culpable, because we know a little about the price that was paid on that cross, by a God who so loved the world . . . And how can we even claim to know Him, when we abide one moment with rebellion to any of His commands in our hearts ?  Even the smallest infractions involve the same sin:  "I will decide what is right and wrong.  I know what is good and evil.  I am God."  The commands of Christ do not stretch.  His rules do not bend.  We know that we are His because we keep His commandments, and those commandments are not grievous to us.  We would rather have God's way than our own in the matter, if we truly love Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am not so concerned about Achan anymore.  He deserved more than what he got.  But so do I.  I run to the cross of Christ for refuge.  I am ashamed.  How dare I assert my rights to do anything, or be anything for the sake of my own understanding.  I don't want to be God.  I don't want to go my own way.  But I can still hear that hiss of the serpent:  "Ye shall be as gods."  Lord Jesus, come quickly, and make all things new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-1173119742299117930?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1173119742299117930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-sin-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/1173119742299117930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/1173119742299117930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-sin-is.html' title='What Sin Is'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-6452025443012414042</id><published>2010-01-07T17:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T18:26:48.711-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"That I may know Him, and the power of His resurrection, and the fellowship of His sufferings, being made conformable unto His death."       -   Philippians 3:10&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;While it is so hard to raise my mind to much contemplation of Christ, to profitable thoughts about Him, to an admiration of Him as He is portrayed in the Scriptures, and to that view of glory that transforms me into His image, yet by God's grace, and only that way, I shall fight every day to get that view of Him - a view my soul needs so desperately that there is nothing else it needs beside.  I cannot even really know what that means "That I may know Him," because such a knowledge, while not too high (at least the beginnings of it, for the encouragement of everyone who has a desire for it), yet it ends in Heaven, it finds its fulness there, and the Scripture itself says that we know not what we shall be, but when we see Him, we shall be like Him, for we shall see Him as He is.  I only can know in part here, but when I see Him, I shall lay aside childish things for as full a revelation of Christ's beauty as God shall be pleased to give me for my everlasting blessedness and satisfaction.  My goal then, or my life's work, is to know as much of Him as possible in this life, because if it is my happiness &lt;em&gt;in eternity&lt;/em&gt; to behold Him in His glory, it must be no small portion of the happiness of &lt;em&gt;this life&lt;/em&gt; to behold His glory as I am able.   This glory of Christ is His beauty, His awesomeness, His majesty and everything about Him that attracts.  And the true view of it is only found in the Scriptures, for they testify of Him, and set Him forth - they present Him as our beautiful Saviour.  So, I shall be a student of the Word of God, for that purpose only, that I may know Him, that I may, through the Word, see the Sun of Righteousness, and look on His face who is altogether lovely.  It is, as I said, so difficult to raise my thoughts to this great object, but I must do it, and if you read this, pray for me this prayer, and others like it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;That the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of glory, may give unto you the spirit of wisdom and revelation in the knowledge of him:&lt;br /&gt; The eyes of your understanding being enlightened; that ye may know what is the hope of his calling, and what the riches of the glory of his inheritance in the saints,&lt;br /&gt; And what is the exceeding greatness of his power to us-ward who believe, according to the working of his mighty power.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-6452025443012414042?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/6452025443012414042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-life-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/6452025443012414042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/6452025443012414042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-life-work.html' title='My Life Work'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-3380272627960655178</id><published>2009-12-05T14:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T14:57:24.269-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Test Your Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is John Owen again. This section is taken from &lt;em&gt;Christologia, &lt;/em&gt;chapter XIX, on &lt;a href="http://www.ccel.org/"&gt;http://www.ccel.org/&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The glory of heaven consists in the full manifestation of divine wisdom, goodness, grace, holiness, — of all the properties of the nature of God in Christ. In the clear perception and constant contemplation hereof consists no small part of eternal blessedness. What, then, are our present thoughts of these things? What joy, what satisfaction have we in the sight of them, which we have by faith through divine revelation? What is our desire to come unto the perfect comprehension of them? How do we like this heaven? What do we find in ourselves that will be eternally satisfied hereby? According as our desires are after them, such and no other are our desires of the true heaven, — of the residence of blessedness and glory. Neither will God bring us unto heaven whether we will or no. If, through the ignorance and darkness of our minds, — if, through the earthliness and sensuality of our affections, — if, through a fulness of the world, and the occasions of it, — if, by the love of life and our present enjoyments, we are strangers unto these things, we are not conversant about them, we long not after them, — we are not in the way towards their enjoyment. The present satisfaction we receive in them by faith, is the best evidence we have of an indefeasible interest in them. How foolish is it to lose the first fruits of these things in our own souls, — those entrances into blessedness which the contemplation of them through faith would open unto us, — and hazard our everlasting enjoyment of them by an eager pursuit of an interest in perishing things here below! This, this is that which ruins the souls of most, and keeps the faith of many at so low an ebb, that it is hard to discover any genuine working of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-3380272627960655178?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/3380272627960655178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/12/glory-of-heaven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/3380272627960655178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/3380272627960655178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/12/glory-of-heaven.html' title='Test Your Faith'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-7688060702370683810</id><published>2009-11-14T11:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T11:31:00.496-06:00</updated><title type='text'>John Owen on Conformity to Christ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;From his book &lt;u&gt;Christologia&lt;/u&gt;, found at Christian Classics Ethereal Library (linked on my sidebar), is a short paragraph from Owen about true conformity to Christ:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One Christian who is meek, humble, kind, patient, and useful unto all; that condescends to the ignorance, weaknesses and infirmities of others; that passeth by provocations, injuries, contempt, with patience and with silence, unless where the glory and truth of God call for a just vindication; that pitieth all sorts of men in their failings and miscarriages, who is free from jealousies and evil surmises; that loveth what is good in all men, and all men even wherein they are not good, nor do good, — doth more express the virtues and excellencies of Christ than thousands can do with the most magnificent works of piety or charity, where this frame is wanting in them. For men to pretend to follow the example of Christ, and in the meantime to be proud, wrathful envious, bitterly zealous, calling for fire from heaven to destroy men, or fetching it themselves from hell, is to cry, “Hail unto him,” and to crucify him afresh unto their power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-7688060702370683810?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7688060702370683810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/11/john-owen-on-conformity-to-christ.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/7688060702370683810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/7688060702370683810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/11/john-owen-on-conformity-to-christ.html' title='John Owen on Conformity to Christ'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-5974174781485434895</id><published>2009-11-11T15:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T11:24:04.678-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Dare Not Think Where I Would Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Didst Thou, my Lord, Thine all resign, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And courts of glory thus forsake, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Laying aside Thy rights divine, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Of human clay so to partake? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I dare not think where I would be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hadst Thou retained Thy liberty! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And loving Thine unto the end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thou gavest Thyself in blood to die - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And, oh, for sinners, what a Friend! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For even such a wretch as I. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I dare not think where I would be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hadst Thou retained Thy liberty! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, Holy One - becoming sin - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No words can tell the sacrifice! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What agonies enduredst Thou then, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When Thou didst pay redemption's price? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I dare not think where I would be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hadst Thou retained Thy liberty! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, could my tears forever flow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And could my zeal no languor know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;These all for sin could not atone&lt;br /&gt;For Thou must save, and Thou alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In dying on dark Calvary, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thou gavest up all Thy liberty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Though rich, yet poor becamest Thou, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thou prayedst "Not My will but Thine," &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thou drainedst the bitter cup for me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bearing the awful wrath Divine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I dare not think where I would be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hadst Thou retained Thy liberty! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And can it be that I should gain&lt;br /&gt;(I dare not think where I would be . . .)&lt;br /&gt;Died He for me, who caused His pain?&lt;br /&gt;( . . . Hadst Thou retained Thy liberty!)&lt;br /&gt;Amazing love! How can it be&lt;br /&gt;That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MC  (et al)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-5974174781485434895?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/5974174781485434895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dare-not-think-where-i-would-be_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/5974174781485434895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/5974174781485434895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dare-not-think-where-i-would-be_14.html' title='I Dare Not Think Where I Would Be'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-6535021514283374451</id><published>2009-08-12T12:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T12:38:00.779-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That He Might Fill All Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Since it is God's plan that Christ "fill all things," "have the preeminence," and that "every knee should bow" to Him, it is not straining the Scripture to see that all of my life should be filled up by Him: that the knees of my desires and will should also bow to Him, and that in every part of my life He should have the preeminence. If every &lt;u&gt;thought&lt;/u&gt; is to be brought into captivity to the obedience of Christ, then certainly everything else in my life (my words and deeds) must follow, because all is based on that which originates in the heart - that is, the thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What a joy it would be if He did indeed "fill all things" in my life. There is no lack in Him as to fulness for He is altogether lovely. Though my flesh is weak and I am unequal to the task because of sin still warring in my members, still I would always behold His face, which shows forth the glory of God. Then would my life be filled to overflowing; then would the glory of all that He is in me and to me pour forth from my life in ceaseless praise to Him in everything I think, do, and say - and what could be a greater joy on the earth than this: to reflect His beauty and glory in my life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-6535021514283374451?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/6535021514283374451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/07/that-he-might-fill-all-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/6535021514283374451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/6535021514283374451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/07/that-he-might-fill-all-things.html' title='That He Might Fill All Things'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-8035922889946241580</id><published>2009-08-10T13:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T13:01:00.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Parable of our Righteous God</title><content type='html'>At the beginning of Luke 18, Jesus gives a parable about a widow and an  unjust judge.  His purpose in telling the parable is given in verse 1:  "That men ought always to pray and not to faint."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The widow has a claim against someone who is called her "adversary."  Someone has wronged her in some way, and she has a legal claim, apparently.  The judge to whom the widow comes is "unjust", and "feared not God, neither regarded man."  This case appears hopeless for the widow, that she will ever receive satisfaction.  The judge "feared not God" Who had commanded special care for widows, "neither regarded man," - he did not care even about seeing justice done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The widow kept coming back, however, and the judge perceived that she was going to weary him with her continual coming.   For her persistence, he takes her case.  It is not because he suddenly realizes that she has a good case, or that he has suddenly become a God-fearing man that he decides to avenge the widow - he still acts as he pleases.  What pleases him is that this widow leave him alone, so he will act on her behalf in order to effect that end.  He wants to get this pesky lady off his back so he can have some peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the purpose of the parable:  "That men ought always to pray and not to faint."  Is Jesus drawing a parallel between this unjust judge and God?  Is He saying that God answers our prayers when He finally gets weary of us?  First, God is not unjust.  He cannot be compared to the judge on those grounds.  As the character of the judge is opposite that of our God, so are all of the motives and incentives to keep on coming before God with our requests. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is telling us that even the most unjust among men can be prevailed upon through persistence.  If this is true in the case of the unjust judge, how much more true is it that God will hear the prayers of His elect "though He bear long with them"?  God is not unjust.  Though we might besiege the throne of grace for a considerable time - perhaps for years, even - yet He will make the crooked straight and the rough places plain.  Every valley shall be exalted, and every mountain and hill made low.  God will not leave injustices as they are.  He will make all things right, in His time.  The &lt;u&gt;parallel&lt;/u&gt; is not between the judge and God, but between the case of the widow and that of God's elect, while a &lt;u&gt;contrast&lt;/u&gt; is made between the judge and God.  The widow has a complaint that she brings regularly to the judge; we have complaints we bring regularly to Jehovah God.  She has to press her case because the judge is unjust; we press our case because our Judge is &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; unjust, and we know He will help us.  She finally receives help because the judge didn't want to put up with her any more; we receive help because the Lord, in His time, will answer our prayers out of His great love wherewith He loves us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He that spared not His own Son but delivered Him up for us all, how shall He not with Him also freely give us all things?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-8035922889946241580?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/8035922889946241580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/08/parable-of-our-righteous-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/8035922889946241580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/8035922889946241580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/08/parable-of-our-righteous-god.html' title='The Parable of our Righteous God'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-1974724089892090008</id><published>2009-08-08T08:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T08:00:02.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Always Believed in Eternity!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I was about 12 years old, my sister told me about a girl she knew that believed that when you die, you cease to exist. Not knowing Christ then, I had no Biblical objection to that concept. I remember, however, that later on (perhaps that same day), I was riding my bicycle toward the center of our town. What my sister had told me came rushing back into my mind. As I was riding, my whole being screamed inside me that such a thing could not be true. I understood in myself that I could never cease to exist. Now that I know the Bible somewhat, I know what it teaches concerning the Judgment, and eternal existence for the blessed and the damned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wonder if that knowledge inside of me was a part of "the Light that lighteth every man that cometh into the world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-1974724089892090008?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1974724089892090008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-always-believed-in-eternity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/1974724089892090008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/1974724089892090008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-always-believed-in-eternity.html' title='I&apos;ve Always Believed in Eternity!'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-5612959598034989385</id><published>2009-08-04T10:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T09:25:39.014-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Usurping</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Devil would exalt himself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To be as the Most High,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;By imitating Providence; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And often, so do I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Prince of Darkness tries to shape &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Events to suit his mind;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I, as well, would have control:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In me his ways I find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, I would cast God from His throne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When things don't go my way-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And for God's will, exalt my own,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Exerting sinful sway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll sin to try to make events &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Go as I think they should;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As if I could, by being bad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work all things for my good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I trust in God," I often sing -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In piety divine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But when I cannot see the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's "not Thy will, but mine!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, God, my sinful heart would cast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thy rule from my soul -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lord, cast instead my sin aside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And take complete control!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-5612959598034989385?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/5612959598034989385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/08/usurping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/5612959598034989385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/5612959598034989385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/08/usurping.html' title='Usurping'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-6917025971106275287</id><published>2009-07-31T14:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T14:46:25.447-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Love Shown in His Promises</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Now consider this, ye that forget God, lest I tear you in pieces, and there be none to deliver."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Kiss the Son, lest He be angry, and ye perish from the way when His wrath is kindled but a little."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Fear Him Who is able to destroy both soul and body in Hell."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"He that believeth not the Son shall not see life, but the wrath of God abideth on him."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The wicked shall be turned into hell, and all the nations that forget God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How do these promises show the love of God?  By the simple fact that they are in Scripture at all.  God didn't have to give any warnings to us.  He could have thrown us all into Hell forever, without a word to us, and He would have been just in doing so.  These promises are His warnings of love to us, that we might enter in at the strait gate.  God must reward sinners for their sins because He is just.  He cannot simply "forget it".  Every sinful thought, word, and deed must be rewarded with its wages - "the wages of sin is death" - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;or God Himself would be unrighteous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The promises we usually think of are much nicer to read, but we cannot come to those until we see the ones above.  There is no appreciation of "Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ and thou shalt be saved," unless we first see God's wrath against us, and His just assessment of our character.  Since God is holy, absolutely holy, and we are absolutely sinful, He &lt;strong&gt;WILL&lt;/strong&gt; tear us to pieces and there &lt;strong&gt;WILL&lt;/strong&gt; be none to deliver, without the deliverance that He Himself prescribes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Behold the Lamb of God Who taketh away the sins of the world."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-6917025971106275287?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/6917025971106275287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/07/gods-love-shown-in-his-promises.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/6917025971106275287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/6917025971106275287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/07/gods-love-shown-in-his-promises.html' title='God&apos;s Love Shown in His Promises'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-1212750721701366277</id><published>2009-07-30T08:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T08:00:05.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Deceitfulness of Sin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;John Owen again, on the &lt;u&gt;Mortification of Sin in Believers&lt;/u&gt;.  This is in the Christian Classics Ethereal Library which you can enter on my sidebar, or just begin &lt;a href="http://www.ccel.org/ccel/owen/mort.toc.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for Owen's book on mortification.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In speaking about having a particular lust in the heart (note: lust is the Biblical word that refers to any ungodly desire of the flesh), Owen says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Consider the danger of it, which is manifold:—&lt;br /&gt;(1.) Of being hardened by the deceitfulness. This the apostle sorely charges on the Hebrews, chap. iii. 12, 13, “Take heed, brethren, lest there be in any of you an evil heart of unbelief, in departing from the living God. But exhort one another daily, while it is called To-day; lest any of you be hardened through the deceitfulness of sin.” “Take heed,” saith he, “use all means, consider your temptations, watch diligently; &lt;strong&gt;there is a treachery, a deceit in sin, that tends to the hardening of your hearts from the fear of God&lt;/strong&gt;.” The hardening here mentioned is to the utmost, — utter obduration; sin tends to it, and every distemper and lust will make at least some progress towards it. Thou that wast tender, and didst use to melt under the word, under afflictions, wilt grow as some have profanely spoken, “sermon-proof and sickness-proof.” Thou that didst tremble at the presence of God, thoughts of death, and appearance before him, when thou hadst more assurance of his love than now thou hast, shalt have a stoutness upon thy spirit not to be moved by these things. Thy soul and thy sin shall be spoken of and spoken to, and thou shalt not be at all concerned, but shalt be able to pass over duties, praying, hearing, reading, and thy heart not in the least affected. &lt;strong&gt;Sin will grow a light thing to thee;&lt;/strong&gt; thou wilt pass it by as a thing of nought; this it will grow to. And what will be the end of such a condition? Can a sadder thing befall thee? Is it not enough to make any heart to tremble, to think of being brought into that estate wherein he should have slight thoughts of sin? Slight thoughts of grace, of mercy, of the blood of Christ, of the law, heaven, and hell, come all in at the same season. &lt;strong&gt;Take heed, this is that thy lust is working towards,&lt;/strong&gt; — the hardening of the heart, searing of the conscience, blinding of the mind, stupifying of the affections, and deceiving of the whole soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-1212750721701366277?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1212750721701366277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/07/deceitfulness-of-sin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/1212750721701366277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/1212750721701366277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/07/deceitfulness-of-sin.html' title='The Deceitfulness of Sin'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-1338559438258278747</id><published>2009-07-28T11:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T11:35:00.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil Speaking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Isn't it interesting that when people gossip, they assign motives for the deeds of those whom they are slandering. Now, how can they know what people were thinking when they did the things they did? Can these talebearers read minds? Of course not. So, how do they know what the motive was? They don't. Where then do they get the motives that they assign to these who are the subjects of their evil speaking? Why, they are the inventions of their own minds, out of the awful corruption of their own hearts! These backbiters assign motives to others that they themselves would have, or have had, in similar situations. So, when we backbite, gossip, speak evil, bear tales and slander, we are really revealing our own wicked hearts, laying them bare for all to see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is to our shame that when we see the vileness of another's heart as he defames a brother to us, we respond in kind and take the slanderer's sin as an excuse and justification to slander too. How contrary to our Saviour's commands we delight to be in this. "Charity . . . thinketh no evil."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Let all bitterness, and wrath, and anger, and clamour, and &lt;u&gt;evil speaking&lt;/u&gt;, be put away from you, with all malice: and be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-1338559438258278747?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1338559438258278747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/07/evil-speaking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/1338559438258278747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/1338559438258278747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/07/evil-speaking.html' title='Evil Speaking'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-754639192493301323</id><published>2009-07-26T11:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T11:24:00.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Heaven isn't going to be a place where we spend our time (eternity?) gorging ourselves with everything we gave up on earth in order to become Christians. Christ is the center of Heaven - yea, Heaven itself - and all eyes will be upon Him, beholding Him in His glory. We will feast upon Him. If your expectations of Heaven are anything but that rapturous state of being forever with the Lord, then it is not Heaven that you are looking for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-754639192493301323?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/754639192493301323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/07/heaven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/754639192493301323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/754639192493301323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/07/heaven.html' title='Heaven'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-2644598704752288834</id><published>2009-07-24T11:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T11:11:00.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace and Duty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grace doesn't replace duty; it simply enables us to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;These days are very dark in the church, for it seems that we care little that we are not much in prayer, reading of the Word, and meditation therein. If we have little desire toward holiness, fighting against sin, and shining as lights in this evil world, we are in a very sickly state indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When our duties as Christians do not fill our days, our minds and our hearts, and do not make use of all of our strength; when our sin is a thing lightly esteemed and God's kingdom is little regarded, where indeed is the fear of God in us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is a great evil to see grace as license that gives approval to run after our lusts while excusing our laxity in Christian duty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-2644598704752288834?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/2644598704752288834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/07/grace-and-duty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/2644598704752288834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/2644598704752288834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/07/grace-and-duty.html' title='Grace and Duty'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-1278172365675186605</id><published>2009-07-22T08:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T08:00:07.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Country Club Christianity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When our Christianity is no more than a club, and we measure ourselves by ourselves, we have little sense of God or His holiness; there is only an attempt to measure up to those in the particular club in which we participate. When, on the other hand, we as individuals seek to know God, to be horrified at our sinfulness in every part of ourselves in comparison to His absolute holiness - to seek Him truly to the point where we indeed do hate and reject all else but Christ that would have dominion over us, it is then, and then only that we can truly be said to be followers of Christ, disciples, Christians. Then, as God is working in us individually as the several parts of the body of Christ, when we come together with other believers we shall truly be a church, instead of just a religious organization.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-1278172365675186605?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1278172365675186605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/07/country-club-christianity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/1278172365675186605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/1278172365675186605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/07/country-club-christianity.html' title='Country Club Christianity'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-1895270197974028071</id><published>2009-07-18T10:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T10:52:51.752-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So, You Think You Are Pretty Good?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"But we are all as an unclean thing, and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags; and we all do fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How can you hope to approach the throne of a holy God on the basis of your own merit?  If, as the Scripture affirms, your BEST is filthy rags before God, how can you even enter a plea of self-righteousness?  All the good you have done - and it IS good, in a human sense - is not acceptable to God.  The same sentence is passed upon all of humanity:  hear this verse - &lt;em&gt;"There is none righteous, no not one."&lt;/em&gt;  and this one:  &lt;em&gt;"There is none that doeth good, no not one,"&lt;/em&gt; and one more:  &lt;em&gt;"all have sinned, and come short of the glory of God."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The filthy rags are not simply dirt-stained rags.  The word "filthy" carries the idea of that which is absolutely repulsive and disgusting; something that, were someone to hand it to you, would cause you to immediately cast it as far from you as possible.  Since all of us can think of things like that on our own, it is not necessary to speak of that revolting thing that some have declared is the meaning of those words "filthy rags."  The point is, this disgusting thing that could make you violently ill to touch or even to look upon is a picture of your righteousness which you are trying to offer God, desiring to be accepted upon your own merit.  Now, if your good works are so disgusting to God, what about those things that you call sin?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why are our good works so distasteful to God?  "We are all as an unclean thing."  Being sinners, everything we touch is stained by our sin.  That stain doesn't seem to bother us, as a rule, because it is part of who we are, and we love it.  To a holy God, however, our sin appears utterly vile.  When we see that great distance between His holiness and ourselves, we can begin to understand how awful it is to try to present those "filthy rags" of our own supposed righteousness to God.   So, do you see why God won't accept you on your own merit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where is acceptance with God then?  Since all have sinned, none have, in themselves, that "holiness without which no man shall see the Lord."  Acceptance with God is not in us, but the Scripture declares that those who are accepted are "accepted in the Beloved," that is, in Christ.  We are only accepted through Christ's substitionary sacrifice for our sin on the cross of Calvary, and on the basis of His righteousness.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"He became sin for us, Who knew no sin, that we might be made the righteousness of God in Him."  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Christ hath redeemed us from the curse of the law, being made a curse for us."  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"CHRIST died for OUR sins, according to the Scriptures."  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"HE was wounded for OUR transgressions."     &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Who HIS OWN SELF bare OUR sins in His own body on the tree, that we, being dead to sins, should live unto righteousness:  by Whose stripes ye were healed."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Who was delivered for our offences, and raised again for our justification."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, Christ died for His people to make them righteous in Himself:  &lt;em&gt;"He shall save His people from their sins."&lt;/em&gt;  and &lt;em&gt;"Christ loved the church and gave Himself for it."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God's righteousness is satisfied by Christ's obedience in suffering God's wrath in the stead of all who will believe on Him:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"For God so loved the world that He gave His only-begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish but have everlasting life."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Therefore, you are not good at all before God, unless you are in Christ.  But, being in Christ, you stand in His righteousness, accepted with the Father.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you have been looking to your filthy rags to make you acceptable, lay them aside.  God commands you to "repent and believe the Gospel"  which Gospel says that &lt;em&gt;"Christ died for our sins, according to the Scriptures, and that He was buried, and that He rose again, according to the Scriptures."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God must punish sin.  In His justice He has done so in Christ, for all who ever will believe:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"That He might be just, and the justifier of him which believeth in Jesus."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I am the Way, the Truth and the Life.  No man cometh unto the Father but by Me."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-1895270197974028071?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1895270197974028071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-you-think-you-are-pretty-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/1895270197974028071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/1895270197974028071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-you-think-you-are-pretty-good.html' title='So, You Think You Are Pretty Good?'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-1469537820458157848</id><published>2009-07-16T08:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T08:00:02.128-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mortification, More Quotes From Owen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In &lt;a href="http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/07/mortification-of-sin.html"&gt;my last post&lt;/a&gt;, I quoted from John Owen's work &lt;u&gt;The Mortification of Sin in Believers&lt;/u&gt;. You can find this book at &lt;a href="http://www.banneroftruth.org/pages/home.php"&gt;Banner of Truth&lt;/a&gt;, or on the &lt;a href="http://www.ccel.org/"&gt;Christian Classics Ethereal Library&lt;/a&gt;; and the book itself is right &lt;a href="http://www.ccel.org/ccel/owen/mort.toc.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I also made a link to it which is on the left side of this page. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are some more quotes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Urging us to the duty:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;but sin is still pressing forward, and that because it hath no bounds but utter relinquishment of God and opposition to him&lt;/strong&gt;; that it proceeds towards its height by degrees, making good the ground it hath got by hardness, is not from its nature, but its deceitfulness. Now nothing can prevent this but mortification; that withers the root and strikes at the head of sin every hour, so that whatever it aims at it is crossed in. &lt;strong&gt;There is not the best saint in the world but, if he should give over this duty, would fall into as many cursed sins as ever any did of his kind."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How the duty is to be accomplished - by the power of the Spirit in the new man:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"This is one main reason why the Spirit and the new nature is given unto us, — that we may have a principle within whereby to oppose sin and lust. “The flesh lusteth against the Spirit.” Well! and what then? Why, “The Spirit also lusteth against the flesh,” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="scripRef" id="i.v-p8.1" onmouseover="popupVerse(this, 'Gal 5:17 - 5:17')" onclick="return goBible('nt','Gal','5','17','5','17');" onmouseout="leaveVerse()" href="http://www.ccel.org/ccel/bible/asv.Gal.5.html#Gal.5.17" name="_Gal_5_17_0_0"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gal. v. 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. There is a propensity in the Spirit, or spiritual new nature, to be acting against the flesh, as well as in the flesh to be acting against the Spirit: so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="scripRef" id="i.v-p8.2" onmouseover="popupVerse(this, 'iiPet 1:4 - 1:4')" onclick="return goBible('nt','iiPet','1','4','1','4');" onmouseout="leaveVerse()" href="http://www.ccel.org/ccel/bible/asv.iiPet.1.html#iiPet.1.4" name="_2Pet_1_4_0_0;_2Pet_1_5_0_0"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 Pet. i. 4, 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;It is our participation of the divine nature that gives us an escape from the pollutions that are in the world through lust;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Owen laments that, in his day, a proper understanding of mortification of sin is rare. It sounds like today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;The truth is, what between placing mortification in a rigid, stubborn frame of spirit . . .&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;on the one hand, and pretences of liberty, grace, and I know not what, on the other, true evangelical mortification is almost lost amongst us;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's not fool ourselves:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Let not that man think he makes any progress in holiness who walks not over the bellies of his lusts. He who doth not kill sin in this way takes no steps towards his journey’s end. He who finds not opposition from it, and who sets not himself in every particular to its mortification, is at peace with it, not dying to it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And a rather lengthy quote that is a poignant commentary upon the state of the church today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before I proceed to the consideration of the next principle, I cannot but by the way complain of &lt;strong&gt;many professors of these days, who, instead of bringing forth such great and evident fruits of mortification as are expected, scarce bear any leaves of it.&lt;/strong&gt; There is, indeed, a broad light fallen upon the men of this generation, and together therewith many spiritual gifts communicated, which, with some other considerations, have wonderfully enlarged the bounds of professors and profession; both they and it are exceedingly multiplied and increased. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hence there is a noise of religion and religious duties in every corner, preaching in abundance, — and that not in an empty, light, trivial, and vain manner, as formerly, but to a good proportion of a spiritual gift, — so that if you will measure the number of believers by light, gifts, and profession, the church may have cause to say, “Who hath born me all these?” But now if you will take the measure of them by this great discriminating grace of Christians, perhaps you will find their number not so multiplied.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where almost is that professor who owes his conversion to these days of light, and so talks and professes at such a rate of spirituality as few in former days were, in any measure, acquainted with (I will not judge them, but perhaps boasting what the Lord hath done in them), that doth not give evidence of a miserably unmortified heart? &lt;strong&gt;If vain spending of time, idleness, unprofitableness in men’s places, envy, strife, variance, emulations, wrath, pride, worldliness, selfishness, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="scripRef" id="i.v-p11.1" onmouseover="popupVerse(this, 'iCor 1:0 - 1:0')" onclick="return goBible('nt','iCor','1','0','1','0');" onmouseout="leaveVerse()" href="http://www.ccel.org/ccel/bible/asv.iCor.1.html" name="_1Cor_1_0_0_0"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Cor. i.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, be badges of Christians, we have them on us and amongst us in abundance.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"And if it be so with them who have much light, and which, we hope, is saving, what shall we say of some who would be accounted religious and yet despise gospel light, and for the duty we have in hand, know no more of it but what consists in men’s denying themselves sometimes in outward enjoyments, which is one of the outmost branches of it, which yet they will seldom practise? &lt;strong&gt;The good Lord send out a spirit of mortification to cure our distempers, or we are in a sad condition!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-1469537820458157848?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1469537820458157848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/07/mortification-more-quotes-from-owen.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/1469537820458157848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/1469537820458157848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/07/mortification-more-quotes-from-owen.html' title='Mortification, More Quotes From Owen'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-2197653306166122937</id><published>2009-07-14T12:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T13:07:32.885-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mortification of Sin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How to kill the sin in us, to put it to death, is a dilemma for every one who truly is born again. We know that Christ has done it in His death on the cross, but to see it carried out in our daily lives . . . well, there's the problem. I am currently reading a work on this very thing, by a man who lived a very long time ago: &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ccel.org/ccel/owen/mort.toc.html"&gt;The Mortification of Sin in Believers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, by John Owen. Owen lived in the 1600s, but, could have been writing today, with respect to the subject matter of his work. I guess that things spiritual are pertinent to the church in every age. I find within Owen's writings, not simply his scholarly approach (which is little in itself by way of recommendation), but a deep humility before the things of God, whereby he deals with the matters of the heart, and not simply the externals of religion. Here are some quotes from the above work, copied from the &lt;a href="http://www.ccel.org/"&gt;Christian Classics Ethereal Library&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Scripture that Owen speaks on is this verse from Romans 8:13: “If ye through the Spirit do mortify the deeds of the body ye shall live.” He then proceeds to explain what mortification is, and to show that it is a crucial duty in the life of every Christian. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The intendment of the apostle in this prescription of the duty mentioned is, — that the mortification of indwelling sin remaining in our mortal bodies, that it may not have life and power to bring forth the works or deeds of the flesh is the constant duty of believers."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The vigour, and power, and comfort of our spiritual life depends on the mortification of the deeds of the flesh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Owen then talks about the idea of sinless perfection in this life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Indwelling sin always abides whilst we are in this world; therefore it is always to be mortified. The vain, foolish, and ignorant disputes of men about perfect keeping the commands of God, of perfection in this life, of being wholly and perfectly dead to sin, I meddle not now with. &lt;strong&gt;It is more than probable that the men of those abominations never knew what belonged to the keeping of any one of God’s commands,&lt;/strong&gt; and are so much below perfection of degrees, that they never attained to a perfection of parts in obedience or universal obedience in sincerity."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the great need for mortification is the fact that sin is always active within and against us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Sin doth not only still abide in us, but is still acting, still labouring to bring forth the deeds of the flesh. &lt;strong&gt;When sin lets us alone we may let sin alone&lt;/strong&gt;; but as sin is never less quiet than when it seems to be most quiet, and its waters are for the most part deep when they are still, so ought our contrivances against it to be vigorous at all times and in all conditions, even where there is least suspicion."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"So that sin is always acting, always conceiving, always seducing and tempting. Who can say that he had ever any thing to do with God or for God, that indwelling sin had not a hand in the corrupting of what he did? And this trade will it drive more or less all our days. If, then, sin will be always acting, if we be not always mortifying, we are lost creatures. &lt;strong&gt;He that stands still and suffers his enemies to double blows upon him without resistance, will undoubtedly be conquered in the issue.&lt;/strong&gt; If sin be subtle, watchful, strong, and always at work in the business of killing our souls, and we be slothful, negligent, foolish, in proceeding to the ruin thereof, can we expect a comfortable event? There is not a day but sin foils or is foiled, prevails or is prevailed on; and it will be so whilst we live in this world."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And about the goal of sin and its pervasiveness . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Sin aims always at the utmost; &lt;strong&gt;every time it rises up to tempt or entice, might it have its own course, it would go out to the utmost sin in that kind.&lt;/strong&gt; Every unclean thought or glance would be adultery if it could; every covetous desire would be oppression, every thought of unbelief would be atheism, might it grow to its head."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How serious is this idea of the mortification of sin in believers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;The contest is for our lives and souls.&lt;/strong&gt; Not to be daily employing the Spirit and new nature for the mortifying of sin, is to neglect that excellent succour which God hath given us against our greatest enemy. If we neglect to make use of what we have received, God may justly hold his hand from giving us more. His graces, as well as his gifts, are bestowed on us to use, exercise, and trade with. Not to be daily mortifying sin, is to sin against the goodness, kindness, wisdom, grace, and love of God, who hath furnished us with a principle of doing it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Lord has seen fit to point out sin in me as I have been reading this book and the many Scriptures Owen cites as references as he writes. It is my prayer that He will continue to do so, and to cleanse me from every iniquity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will post more of these quotes from the book later, but I urge you to read it yourself online, or purchase the volume from &lt;a href="http://www.banneroftruth.org/pages/home.php"&gt;Banner of Truth&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-2197653306166122937?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/2197653306166122937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/07/mortification-of-sin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/2197653306166122937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/2197653306166122937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/07/mortification-of-sin.html' title='The Mortification of Sin'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-6914483396387872315</id><published>2009-06-27T12:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T12:42:00.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wouldn't It Be Great!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wouldn't it be great that i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;f every time my mind wandered, it wandered to Jesus? Since such is the state of Heaven (a heart and mind full of Him), why not begin it now? Every memory would be of Him and His Word. When thoughts pop into my mind they would not be reminders of ungodly song lyrics, or vile thought patterns that I must constantly battle, or even lawful things that simply use energy that would be better spent upon Him; they would be of Him and His ways, of Him and His glory, of Him, only of Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-6914483396387872315?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/6914483396387872315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/wouldnt-it-be-great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/6914483396387872315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/6914483396387872315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/wouldnt-it-be-great.html' title='Wouldn&apos;t It Be Great!'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-2363903360700444683</id><published>2009-06-22T20:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T12:58:52.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The 42nd and 43rd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why art thou cast down, my soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And in my heart all peace is gone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope thou in God: I shall again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sing praises at His mighty throne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My soul, thine eyes are turned away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;From Him where refuge can be found;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Small wonder, then, so dark the day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When trials and troubles do abound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The floods come from His waterspouts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;His waves and billows me o'erflow - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mine enemies would have me doubt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But still His goodness I may know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lord, send Thy Light; Lord, send Thy Truth;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They, back to Thee shall bear my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Unto that most holy place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where deepest joys Thou dost impart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Though now my soul in heaviness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cleaves to the dust, I hope in Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be ready, harp: for soon I'll sing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And praise my Saviour once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-2363903360700444683?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/2363903360700444683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/42nd-and-43rd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/2363903360700444683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/2363903360700444683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/42nd-and-43rd.html' title='The 42nd and 43rd'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-1580068704159855302</id><published>2009-06-20T14:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:03:18.171-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What About Holiness?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been thinking along these lines for a while, but have not known exactly how to put my thoughts together on this matter. Personal holiness, it seems (from reading the old writers), used to be something you could see outwardly. Now, holiness seems to be so personal that nobody else knows it exists. I have enjoyed very much reading the works of Spurgeon, Bunyan, Owen, et al. To them, someone who had been saved lived differently from the world, so differently that anyone could tell that there had been a remarkable change in that person's life. There were places that Christians didn't go, amusements that were called "worldly", and behaviours that simply were not found among Christian people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In thinking about my own life, I can say that I need to be more holy, and that there are many things that distract me from that pursuit of holiness. I am sure that some of these things show up externally, in behaviours, and not simply in my innermost being where no one else can see. I want to be like Christ, and I am struggling even now to put down some of the works of the flesh in my life that pull me in the wrong direction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To take a larger view of things, it is necessary to step back, sometimes quite a ways back, in order to get a better perspective. It is my opinion that, looking at the big picture, we can see some areas in which the church has failed in its corporate pursuit of holiness. We have tried, for one, to institute a system of holiness, much as that which the Pharisees had in place in Jesus' day. There was the idea that if you did this and didn't do that, you were holy. Jesus condemned this type of thinking in the Pharisees and in us when He quoted the Old Testament, saying: "This people draweth nigh unto me with their mouth and honoureth me with their lips, but their hearts are far from me." It has always been (and always will be) the tendency of men to try to reduce holiness to a list of dos and don'ts. Sometimes young people will be quick to see the fallacy of that practice, and because they see the hypocrisy of making external standards a test of holiness, they reject everything they are taught, out of hand. This happens in the world as well as in the church, by the way. These astute(?) young people make an accurate observation, but then demonstrate a foolish reaction, based upon that observation. They go off the proverbial deep end. In the Christian realm, new churches and denominations are begun as a result, new voices are heeded, new practices and beliefs are embraced, and by some, Christianity is rejected altogether. All of these things occur, often with the same hypocritical lack of discernment that they assign to their parents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Externals do not determine one's spirituality. You cannot say a man is spiritual simply by the way he dresses, the way he wears his hair, what he abstains from, etc. Mormon missionaries could be mistaken for BJU students, for example. Externals do not make you holy. The young people are right in this. But their reasoning has a fatal flaw. It seems they think that since externals don't determine what we are before God, externals don't matter. Let me expand on that with a ridiculous for instance to demonstrate: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Since not stealing doesn't make me holy, it is okay to steal." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The translation into the church goes like this: A person is not a Christian because he looks a certain way, listens to a particular type of music, spends his time in "Christian" activities and with Christian people, doesn't drink, smoke, etc. . . . therefore, he can look however he wants to, listen to whatever music he likes, do whatever he wants with whoever he wants, drink, smoke, etc. and still be holy, because holiness isn't determined by what he is on the outside. After all, God looks on the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There is one thing that I want to say to address this type of thinking: While externals do not determine our spirituality, they ARE indications of it. Holy people will behave a certain way: they WILL be different. And I am afraid that much of the unholiness in the church today (in young and old alike) exists simply because people will not have anyone telling them what to do. So, what kind of Christian does not obey his Lord? But I level this charge at myself first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-1580068704159855302?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1580068704159855302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-about-holiness.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/1580068704159855302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/1580068704159855302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-about-holiness.html' title='What About Holiness?'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-1658602018405512664</id><published>2009-06-19T12:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T13:00:43.208-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Grace is This!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I consider all my sin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The vileness still found within;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wonder then, how can it be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That God's dear Lamb did die for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And so, of reaching Heaven's bliss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I do despair, and ponder this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My sin too great to be forgiven,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nor e'er one hope to enter Heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then sweetly comes that blessed voice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Lift up your head, My child, rejoice -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My grace, sufficient e'er shall prove:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thy sin, though great, bows to My love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My heart and voice in wonder sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Amazing grace." My soul takes wing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To lift the Name of Him on high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who loved me and for me did die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-1658602018405512664?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1658602018405512664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-grace-is-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/1658602018405512664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/1658602018405512664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-grace-is-this.html' title='What Grace is This!'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-3605322778051214935</id><published>2009-06-11T17:58:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:51:23.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That's Impossible!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"And straightway in the morning the chief priests held a consultation with the elders and scribes and the whole council, and bound Jesus, and carried him away, and delivered him to Pilate." - Mark 15:1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How can Infinity be bound? How can Omnipotence be restrained? Poor, pitiful man, how is it that you think that the creature can hold the Creator captive? Is it not possible only because He has permitted you to do so? Because, in the eternal counsels of God, it was determined to be, that Jesus should be bound, therefore He was bound. "He became obedient unto death," and, in preparation for this death, He humbled Himself and was bound by vessels of clay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let all creation wonder, that He Who said "Let there be," should bow to the dust which He had created. Stand amazed, ye angels of God, that impotence should tie the hands of the Almighty. Well, by permission it was done, that all things should be fulfilled, and the Lord of Glory so humbled Himself. Man would have humbled Him, if he could have done so, but it was not the will of man that bound the Saviour. Man did will it, to be sure, but it was according to the counsel of God's own will that Jesus should be bound and carried away. This was proven in that the sufferings of Christ never went beyond what the Scriptures foretold of them. There was not one blow more or less to that blessed face than was before determined, not one taunt, not one action of the combined forces of the Jewish mob and the Roman soldiers that had not been accounted for in the determinate counsel and foreknowledge of God. Wicked men took Him and slew Him, but only because God did design that it should happen. Man, in the height of his wrath against God, in the fulness of his rage against the Brightness of His Glory, could do no more than perform the will of God in the matter. Let nature rise up against its Maker, still it is like the sea to which God has said "this far and no farther." Nothing can be done that has not been foreknown, foreseen, and foreordained. Man, as free as he wills to be, still is bound to carry out the will of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, Christ, as our righteous Samson, is not bound by the cords of His captors, but by the Father's will. And even in the apparent triumph of His oppressors He could have snapped their bonds with ease, but for His submission to the eternal Will of God. And in His death, our Mighty Lord slew more than He did in His life, for in His death, Death itself died, and Christ destroyed him who had the power of death, that is, the Devil.      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, foolish men, you cannot see that the bonds are on your own wrists: for as you move to do all the wickedness you desire, yet you only accomplish that which has been ordered from before the foundation of the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan, in all glee do you bruise His heel, and yet, in so doing, the fatal blow strikes your own head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who can stand against the power of God? When every work of man and devils to dishonor God is turned to His eternal glory, what can be done against Him? Sing, all ye His saints, His wondrous works in salvation - sing the wisdom of His ways - sing His glory and grace! Who but our Saviour could, in being bound, bind sin and death and Hell? And who but He, being carried away captive, could lead our captivity captive and give gifts unto men?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Not unto us, O LORD, not unto us, but unto Thy Name give glory, for Thy mercy, and for Thy truth's sake."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O the depth of the riches both of the wisdom and knowledge of God! how unsearchable are his judgments, and his ways past finding out!&lt;br /&gt;For who hath known the mind of the Lord? or who hath been his counsellor?&lt;br /&gt;Or who hath first given to him, and it shall be recompensed unto him again?&lt;br /&gt;For of him, and through him, and to him, are all things: to whom be glory for ever. Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-3605322778051214935?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/3605322778051214935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/thats-impossible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/3605322778051214935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/3605322778051214935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/06/thats-impossible.html' title='That&apos;s Impossible!'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-6293049676123694033</id><published>2009-05-26T10:27:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T11:07:08.911-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GRACE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G - Gone With the Wind&lt;/strong&gt; - "and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R - Reservation Undeserved&lt;/strong&gt; - "not according to our works, but according to his own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;purpose and grace, which was given us in Christ Jesus before the world began."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A - Atonement Accomplished&lt;/strong&gt; - "Who loved me and gave Himself for me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C - Called Without Repentance&lt;/strong&gt; - "All that the Father giveth me shall come to me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E - Eternally Secure&lt;/strong&gt; - "And they shall never perish."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-6293049676123694033?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/6293049676123694033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/05/grace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/6293049676123694033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/6293049676123694033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/05/grace.html' title='GRACE'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-5027469616306957323</id><published>2009-05-02T08:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T08:00:03.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing But This!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"That I may know Him."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What else matters but knowing Christ? We are not simply talking about being saved. There are myriads of people who claim that the Christian life is not a religion but a relationship. Then, these very same people spend their lives proving the very opposite. It is these who know so little of Christ. They make their religion a matter of being in church every time the doors are opened, giving the right amount of money, praying in the right way, taking part in every ministry of the church, dressing right, wearing their hair in a certain way, and listening to the right kind of music. Nor is this the nature of one kind of church only, but all are afflicted with it.  The rules change from church to church, but they are there in all of them.  But in all of this, these people do not find Christ, but only an uneasy satisfaction that they are righteous before God. I say "uneasy satisfaction" because, if they are truly God's children, they will not ever be really satisfied with these outward trappings of religion, such trappings that even the worst of reprobates can observe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;True Christianity &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; a religion, which, simply defined, is the worship of God. Christianity is the only &lt;strong&gt;true &lt;/strong&gt;religion there is. But it is never made of only that which we see outwardly. The heart of Christianity, the heart of religion, the heart of the only true worship of God is Jesus Christ, and knowing Him. Christ &lt;strong&gt;is &lt;/strong&gt;our religion. The sun of our day rises and sets upon Him; the center of all we do is Christ; He is our very life, and the reason we are so dead in our devotion and service for Him is because we do not know Him as we ought. The psalmist cried "My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God!" and we must do no less. When we come to the end of the rituals and rites and endless service in the flesh, we still find ourselves dry and empty. There is no life in these things. Church does not make us Christians - Christians make the church! Our churches are dead because we are practically dead in our spiritual lives on an individual basis. We are called to build up the church, not the other way around. We don't go to church to get a blessing, but to give one. We are called to share with the body what Christ is to us, and to encourage others that He is everything He says He is, because we have tried Him and found Him faithful; we have tasted and seen that He is good. But if we have not seen Him in our homes, as we have opened the Word, sitting at His feet, how can we come to church and have anything to share? How can the church grow as we ourselves are feeding upon the husks of the world, drinking water out of broken cisterns, spending money for that which is not bread, and, even in our religious activity, seeking some magic formula that will be our spirituality, and satisfy that thirst within that only Jesus Christ Himself can fill?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know all that it means to know Christ, but I do know that there is a lot more to it than I have experienced. Knowing Him as I ought, my heart will be so full of His glory and beauty that sin will appear as it really is, a horrible enemy that is to be hated and found hateful. I won't have to follow some plan or program for resisting evil: His grace is sufficient. Knowing Him as I ought, it will be a delight to speak of Him everywhere. He is so lovely, so wonderful, and it will be my joy to tell others of Him. I won't need a soul-winning class, for He Himself will make me a fisher of men. Every little problem that we come to grips with in the Christian life will not be solved by focusing on those problems. Only as we turn our eyes upon Jesus, will all that is wrong in us be made right. We are so often running here and there, trying to put out the little fires that break out in our lives, and we have no peace. Frenzied activity is not the way. If we could just get away from all of that, and sit at Jesus' feet, look at His wonderful face, then, then His glory would subdue our sinful desires; then His beauty would make us beautiful; then His holiness would make us holy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The psalmist who cried that he thirsted for God, looked for God's light and truth to lead him back to God. We too must cry out to God that He would send out His light and truth to us as well. Through His Word (as we seek Him in it, not through merely "reading our Bibles"), we will come to the holy hill of God's dwelling, to His tabernacles, to the altar (don't stop yet!) and to God Himself, through Jesus Christ. This is where the psalmist was longing to go, even beyond the veil, into the holy of holies, into fellowship with God Himself. Why cannot we all be as John, the disciple whom Jesus loved, leaning upon the breast of the Saviour? What? Shall we be content with hearing about the goodness of the Lord, and not tasting Him for ourselves? Let us not be content to simply be in the place where God is proclaimed, although that is good. Nor shall we stop at the altar where the sacrifice is made, but let us go on into the most holy place, that secret place of sweet communion with God! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I realize that I don't know even the smallest part of what I am saying here, but I do know that our religion has to be more than its outward dress, or we are no better off than any of the false religions in the world.  There has to be more to it than this! Christ has to be pure joy, love, glory, holiness and so much more to us, or all of our religion is vain. There is that fellowship with Him that makes our afflictions seem light and our troubles seem small compared with the glory that shall be revealed in us. It is my conviction that, although Heaven is still before us, it is not yet, still:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the hill of Zion yields a thousand sacred sweets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before we reach the heavenly fields, or walk the golden streets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There is more, Christian, there is more than you have seen yet!  He is more glorious than you know, and He is yours!  He is yours!  There is a taste of Heaven on earth, if we will only come to Him, for He &lt;strong&gt;is &lt;/strong&gt;Heaven!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My deep, supreme desire is not simply that I may be like Jesus, or that I may know more about Him, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That I may know &lt;strong&gt;Him. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-5027469616306957323?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/5027469616306957323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/05/nothing-but-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/5027469616306957323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/5027469616306957323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/05/nothing-but-this.html' title='Nothing But This!'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-5101318212398036271</id><published>2009-04-30T16:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T16:49:02.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can Almost See Heaven From Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I read in the Word of my Saviour so true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who died upon dark Calvary,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How He humbled Himself to the death of the cross,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To purchase salvation for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And how, by His blood, He atoned for my sins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And in Him before God I appear - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And knowing - in Him I am heir of all things -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can almost see Heaven from here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Word tells me plainly that Satan will come,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As a lion who tries to devour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Whoever he will, and he does not relent,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tempting my soul ev'ry hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The world and the flesh try to draw me away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And cause me to doubt and to fear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But none of these things can move me from this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can almost see Heaven from here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He is faithful Who called me and drew me to Him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The work He's begun, He'll complete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing can separate me from His love;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My foes all fall, under His feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To leave or forsake me, He never shall do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He has said it; His promise is clear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He liveth forever to pray for my soul:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can almost see Heaven from here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thus seeing such promises filling His Word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;With the Spirit's own witness in me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I too am persuaded God loves me in Christ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And with Him forever I'll be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Persuaded He's able to keep that for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've committed to Him, I'll not fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;With Christ God will freely give me all things -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can almost see Heaven from here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-5101318212398036271?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/5101318212398036271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-can-almost-see-heaven-from-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/5101318212398036271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/5101318212398036271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-can-almost-see-heaven-from-here.html' title='I Can Almost See Heaven From Here!'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-934023232772835174</id><published>2009-03-27T17:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T11:11:43.081-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can This Be Grace?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can this be grace? A sinner such as I, condemned to Hell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Should taste of Heaven's glories and await&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not judgment, but a trip through Heaven's gate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And naught but that bright prospect mine to tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can grace be this? The joys of feasting daily with the King,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To rest upon sweet promises of life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Though this world full of enemies is rife,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yet I, exceeding riches now can sing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And shall this grace, be lost upon a worthless worm defiled?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Or shall I, as a joyous bird, in flight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Within such grace, exploring such delight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So sing, so very glad to be His child. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, what is grace? That He who loves me now did love me then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before He made the world, or any men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And sent His Son to pay the awful cost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And called my name so I should not be lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have you this grace? The Lamb who died can wash you white as snow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And cast away your sin behind His back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And in Himself provide your ev'ry lack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He liveth ever, just to make it so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-934023232772835174?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/934023232772835174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/934023232772835174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/934023232772835174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='Can This Be Grace?'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-7350921050810742265</id><published>2009-03-21T10:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T11:15:49.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lest Any MAN Should Boast</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God: Not of works, lest any &lt;em&gt;man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; should boast. (Ephesians 2:8,9)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was greatly impressed by a sermon I listened to today, highlighting God's purpose and sovereign grace in salvation. You can read it or listen &lt;a href="http://www.desiringgod.org/ResourceLibrary/Sermons/ByScripture/10/115_Gods_Word_Stands_Not_All_Israel_Is_Israel_Part_2/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. This reminded me of the Scripture I pasted at the start of this article. I emphasize in the title and in the Scripture quotation above, the word "man". When you read the verse, say it out loud, emphasizing this word. "Lest any "man" should boast." When you emphasize this word in that way, you are also saying that there &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; someone who &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;should&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; boast. Not man, but God. God's purpose in saving us is that we might be to the praise of His glory, not our own. Every aspect of salvation, yes, every aspect of everything is so that God might boast, and so that we might spend eternity (how can you spend that which is eternal? but what else can you say?) praising the glory of His grace. If salvation were of works, man would boast. He would have the right, since he did it himself. But, since man does nothing for salvation, God gets all the glory. Our salvation started with God's purpose and grace, and His choosing us in Christ before the foundation of the world. We could have had no part in that, for we were not even around. Nor do we have a part in it now, for it is not of works, lest any &lt;em&gt;man &lt;/em&gt;should boast. A salvation that rests entirely upon God and His eternal purposes provides great security, for it was all conceived, begun and shall be consummated in and through Him. And how can He fail?  "For of Him, and through Him and to Him are all things." To God be the glory!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-7350921050810742265?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7350921050810742265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/lest-any-man-should-boast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/7350921050810742265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/7350921050810742265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/lest-any-man-should-boast.html' title='Lest Any MAN Should Boast'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-300726113339478203</id><published>2009-03-20T16:21:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T11:18:31.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Make Yourself Remember!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Psalm 42 and 43 issue this rhetorical question 3 times: "Why art thou cast down, o my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me?" I say "rhetorical" because there is no answer required or sought, but only this command to self follows: "Hope thou in God, for I shall yet praise Him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These psalms remind us, among so much else, that our trust has been misplaced, for why would we have to tell ourselves to hope in God if we were already doing so? Also, when you tell yourself to hope in God, you have to give yourself reason to hope in Him, that is, you have to go to the Scriptures and look at the promises again. But we are not reading pretty promises for encouragement simply because they sound so nice. No, our very life depends upon this. It is not the promise itself that makes it valuable, but the fact that each promise of the Word of God is part of a sketch of our Lord. That is, it describes Him in His character. When we meditate on the promises of God, we are remembering who He is, and what He has said He will do for us because of who He is. So, when we read: "I will never leave thee nor forsake thee," we see a picture of One who is faithful to us even when everyone else and everything else stand impotent to give us any aid whatsoever. We have, by the promise, reason to hope, and as we meditate upon that promise, the hope is rekindled within our hearts until we do finally return to that place of joy and praise, which is what we were longing for from the beginning. So, we must rebuke ourselves for being cast down, and make ourselves remember to hope in God, for there is no hope otherwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-300726113339478203?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/300726113339478203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/make-yourself-remember.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/300726113339478203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/300726113339478203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/make-yourself-remember.html' title='Make Yourself Remember!'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-8423411354948372705</id><published>2009-03-14T09:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T10:23:35.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thy Kingdom Come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jesus taught us to pray for His coming kingdom. Among many other things, this prayer can remind us that His kingdom, while it is here in our hearts, is not here on this earth in all of its fulness, nor is it in our hearts the way it ought to be. Thinking of the coming kingdom reminds us also of our Saviour's instruction to store up our treasures in Heaven, and not on earth. The point is that to depart and be with Christ is far better than where we are now, no matter how closely we are able to walk with Him here. We have "an inheritance, incorruptible, undefiled and that fadeth not away," reserved in Heaven for us. The desire for Christ's coming kingdom also speaks of our future reward with Him, beholding His glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we look for His coming, we need to see that we are holding on to this world, and loving it, when we should be letting go of everything temporal and reaching for that which is eternal, instead. It seems to me that I am like the child at the mall whose fingers have to be pried off of the handles of the plastic pony, who is carried out, screaming for just one more ride, tearfully looking back, as if by looking he could hold on to that which is quickly vanishing from view. When I die, will it be like that, a dragging away with a desperate last cry at being separated from that which I love too much? And if it is so, where can I hope to end up, if my treasures are indeed here on earth in such great measure? But will not the gracious Lord instead grant me the heart of a child who, longing for His presence, and desiring to behold His beauty, cannot find any place of comfort in this world? Will He not give me a heart that has me looking upward, waiting for His coming with great joy and anticipation, so that might find death a welcome thing, that brings me at once to the One Who is my joy, my life and my all? Then, I will not be as Lot's wife, looking back with desire at this perishing Sodom, but looking to Jesus, with my arms open wide to embrace Him, the Lover of my soul, at Whose right hand there are pleasures for evermore. I would be as the child who is only too glad to leave the mall, because he is not impressed with its vain show. Instead, he looks eagerly toward home, where he belongs, and he just can't wait to get there. Lord, give me such a heart; make me such a child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-8423411354948372705?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/8423411354948372705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/thy-kingdom-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/8423411354948372705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/8423411354948372705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/thy-kingdom-come.html' title='Thy Kingdom Come!'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-8985942177376266555</id><published>2009-03-07T10:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T15:12:48.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God is Still There!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have found that my Saviour is present in my life even when I have not seen Him working. My problem, mostly, is that I too often think that He is working according to my plan. He &lt;strong&gt;is &lt;/strong&gt;on my side, "If God be for us, who can be against us," but it is not according to my plans and will, but according to His.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-8985942177376266555?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/8985942177376266555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/god-is-still-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/8985942177376266555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/8985942177376266555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/god-is-still-there.html' title='God is Still There!'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944046514628145947.post-8311580659363132921</id><published>2009-03-04T17:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T15:12:29.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It Is Just That!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Over the years, as a Christian, I have heard warnings about many of the old Puritan writers. They always go something like this: "Well, Spurgeon was good, but you have to be careful. After all, he was a hyper-calvinist." This caveat is repeated for virtually all of the old guys that wrote such deep, mighty works for God. "You can use their stuff, but don't buy what they are selling!"&lt;br /&gt;And in sermon after sermon, you hear quotes from Spurgeon, Bunyan, Luther, Calvin (him too?) and other of the good old writers. But there is always the caveat. " They were good, but . . . " or "They were good in spite of their Calvinism and their treatment of the sovereignty of God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the big deal, though. The real thing. They were not good in spite of their teaching on God's sovereignty. It was precisely the fact that they believed what they believed that makes their works live on today. They wrestled with these deep things of God, and bowed to His sovereign grace, sometimes after much struggle. But it is out of these struggles that we have such giants of the faith (though they would never have called themselves such). So, it is not "in spite of their doctrine" that they are so good. It is just that very doctrine that makes them good. Divorce them from what they believed, and they will become unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps if we wrestled with these things ourselves, instead of rejecting them out of hand whenever the Spirit comes to teach them to us, we would finally find them sweet to the taste and health to our Christian lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8944046514628145947-8311580659363132921?l=mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/8311580659363132921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-is-just-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/8311580659363132921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8944046514628145947/posts/default/8311580659363132921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindifisaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-is-just-that.html' title='It Is Just That!'/><author><name>Marty Colborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
