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At a time and place of His choosing, this is your life. We read in scripture, “In all things give thanks. . . “(1 Thess. 5:18).

As “examples,” various lives in Old Testament times are biographic: so we can more clearly see the heroic and the heinous, the example of faith filled lives verses the examples of men “doing what is right in their own eyes.”
(Judges 21:2)

Joseph, who, because of His following after God left a legacy of the life of faith in the living God. This he did in the face of family rejection, brutal betrayal and deception in that family. His forgiveness and undaunted following after God was God-like – and His fruit remains as folks like you and I study his life in scripture.

Moses, was not his presumptive murder of an Egyptian and the forty years that followed mere preparation at the hands of God for a work that would make “the Exodus” a topic considered in all centuries since? Even our failures, if we will relinquish our lives to God while believing “we are His workmanship” will “work to the furtherance of the Gospel.”

Circumstances don’t make a person, not mine and not anyone. Circumstances reveal a person.
Overcoming is a life-way, and pouting another.

Without exception, we are in the right place at the right time – because – if God is for us, as he has revealed, then who can be against us. (Romans 8:31)

The time is now for great living. The true “Man of the hour” is the man, who beholds that the world is spinning, the man whose God is God – the God of our salvation.

The men of the hour in times past were quite imperfect. Like you and I they made many mistakes, even deliberate sinning. But God “Did not deal with them according to their iniquities;” but according to His life – giving; life infusing power in them. (Psalm 103:10)

God willingly gives to those who ask Him- those who– open themselves to be guided to greatness in the most unusual and often very difficult challenges. In no small way, the greater the difficulty, the more possible it is for God to show His mighty power.

On our knees, like the cloud of witnesses gone before us are “Men of the hour.” Blind, Fanny Crosby, Spurgeon, the Wesley brothers, John Newton, Moody and Finny, Billy Graham and their team – in Europe, England, Scotland, Germany, the northern countries there and Spain; in Egypt, India, in America; today on television from the lips of Australian preachers, a preacher in Singapore – literally from the ends of the earth – stands a man of the hour.

So, here we are, this is our day, it will soon be over, will what we’ve done prove to have been something that lasts?

Buddy

In his book, The Force of Faith . . . Creating, Don H. Polston says, “What is your greatest Mountain?  What was your last Mountain?  You could be facing the very last mountain on your road to end the pressure. Each mountain calls for a different approach, and all mountains must be taken over with the power of Christ”

                                         

It’s a “Nor-easterly!”  they warned.

About to understand their caution we set off going with the wind.  This meant our return would require going into the wind.

On that day the Nor-easterly began as a strong breeze – not too noticeable; especially as the wind was to our backs. Such is the condition of our lives: we go with the crowd; we wind down; but the crowd tries to surge us on. At first we were willing. Not now. We sense the danger.

As the wind increased, even to our backside, we took note of the rising waves. Up, up, we would rise; and then we would be plunged ahead and down again.   Our choice mattered not at all. Our little motor worked alongside the overwhelming power of nature’s propulsion.

To the North and East, further than the eye could see, waves began rolling on top of one another. Our boat would settle in what appeared like below sea level ponds and then catapulted the direction of our destination such that we seemed to be above the sea looking down upon the turmoil. Then we’d race again into the ponds: up and down, to and fro – something “bigger than I” claiming control of our little boat.

King David wrote, “My enemy is stronger than I;” but he grasped that God’s power was greater. How did he win over enemies against which he alone was no match? (Psalm 142:6)

Our defense was our little outboard motor, the wide ‘V’ of our little twelve foot boat, and our navigation skill. Our challenge was to stay afloat and to navigate toward the distant shore.  We needed to navigate directly into that mighty Nor-easterly and into the mountainous waves.

There, at our launch site, was the safe haven we so wanted to reach.

Our safety was not there. Our safety had to be with us in the storm. Without sufficient safety resources, we would not be telling our story. Such is the true gospel of abiding in Christ.

“Looking unto Jesus; the author and finisher of our faith: even as some will say that He was a victim, we know that He was the Victor and that He gave His life for us. He won! He wins yet! And, at the moment perfect for so doing, He will consummate the world history which He set into play. He is coming again; but we can abide in Him now: we must, and we can; by continual faith.

Little steps we took: up one wave; then another, and a thousand more. “Steady as she goes,” they say. Our engine didn’t let us down. Our ‘wide V’ proved itself sail-worthy. We reached our destination. Christianity is this. Many seem to have fallen along the way. They killed the prophets of God; but, not really: no more than the killed the King of Kings.

So, we look to Him. We let Him author faith within our being. We see that this life was a beginning and not meant to be the end. We join in with Him and a host of comrades. We “abide in Him.” We refuse to be moved from our Rock and our Refuge – from the surety He gives when our faith is our practice.

The shore – it’s less important, because the author and finisher of my faith-shores me up.   And, the journey sometimes is through very stormy waters with Him guiding, comforting and keeping.  To abide in Him is the normal Christian life.

Buddy