Archive for March 4th, 2015

“The sorrows of death compassed me, and

the floods of ungodly men made me afraid.”

Psa 18.4

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“[Its] almost impossible

to get Christians to attend a service

where God is the only attraction.”

– A W Tozer

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If you say you have no Faults

you are False!

And being False is a SIN,

not a Fault.

– eab, 10/11/11

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A lad left his home with a lunch.

He hadn’t the slightest hunch,

That Jesus would break it,

That thousands would take it.

They’d never had such a “brunch.”

– eab, 3/3/05    (Joh 6.9)

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Daniel W Whittle died 3/4/1901, Northfield, MA.  He was born 11/22/1840, Chicopee Falls, MA. He headed west & before the Uncivil War was a casher at Wells Fargo.  While in Chicago he met & married Abby Hanson, 8/22/1862.  They had a daughter, May, who eventually married William Moody, son of D L.   

Whittle was wounded at Vicksburg. While in the hospital, though not a Believer, he started read the NT. An orderly told him another soldier was dying & asked him to pray with him saying, “…I thought you were a Christian; I have seen you reading your Bible.”  Whittle recorded “I dropped on my knees & held the boy’s hand in mine. In a few broken words I confessed my sins & asked Christ to forgive me. I believed right there that He did forgive me. I then prayed earnestly for the boy. He became quiet & pressed my hand as I prayed and pleaded God’s promises. When I arose from my knees, he was dead. A look of peace had come over his troubled face & I cannot but believe that God who used him to bring me to the Savior, used me to lead him to trust Christ’s precious blood & find pardon. I hope to meet him in heaven.”

After the war, Whittle as treasurer for Elgin Watch Company (Chicago) wrote “…went into the vault & in the dead silence of the quietest of places I gave my life to my Heavenly Father to use as He would.”  Christ Is All” (1875) is the 1st of Whittle’s more than 100 hymns. He also wrote Memoirs of Philip P. Bliss

“Moment by Moment:”            

Dying with Jesus, by death reckoned mine;   Living with Jesus, a new life divine;

Looking to Jesus till glory doth shine,   Moment by moment, O Lord, I am Thine.


Moment by moment I’m kept in His love;   Moment by moment I’ve life from above;

Looking to Jesus till glory doth shine;   Moment by moment, O Lord, I am Thine.

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