Bible?

What is keeping you from your Bible?

Seriously? You have a Bible (or more). You can read (some of you in 2 tongues). You have the same 24 hours a day that your sainted grandpa, aunt, parent etc. had. God did not arrange it so that you’d miss His illustrious Book but the enemy of your soul is tempting you to omit It or slight It. Are you on God’s side or satan’s?

– eab, 7/22/17

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Books vs ONE BOOK

Books are made of mere paper,

Grammatically smeared with ink.

They can be destroyed by fire,

Or by water, one might think.

But there is a Book whose words

Transcending cover and page 

Will survive catastrophe,

Outlasting the latest age.

– eab, 11/18/2005

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ON-this-DATE – Luther’s Last Message

The Great Reformer Martin Luther preached his final sermon  2/14/1546  at Eisleben, Germany.   It was from Mat 11.28 (which in English reads) “Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.”

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Yes, THAT B O O K

Is everyone going to heaven?

If not, how is God going to draw the line –

a BOOK He wrote?   

-eab 1992

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BOOKS – ONE BOOK

Books are made of mere paper,

Grammatically smeared with ink.

They can be destroyed by fire,

Or by water, one might think.

But there is a Book whose words,

Transcending cover and page, 

Will survive catastrophe,

Outlasting the latest age.

                   – eab, 11/18/2005

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Adam Clarke – death, Aug. 26, 1832

“Learning I love, – learned men I prize, – with the company of the great and good I am often delighted; but, infinitely above all these and all other possible enjoyments, I glory in Christ, – in me living and reigning, and fitting me to his heaven.” 

                – Quoted from a letter to Mr. Drew, Clarke’s Christian Theology, with life of the author, by Samuel Dunn,                                     from a 1967 Schmul reprint.

 Adam Clarke died this date, 8/26/1832 * in London, England.  He was a Methodist clergyman, scholar and the author of an eight volume commentary on the Bible.  Clarke’s years from 1810 to 1826 were spent producing this famous and trustworthy work.

He was born in Moybeg (near Colerain) Ireland in 1760 (his Scottish mother said), 1763 (his “English” father said).  His diplomas include A. M. and LL. D. from the University and Kings College, Aberdeen.

* at least two other days in August are also given (16th & 28th)

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William D Longstaff – death, Apr. 2, 1894

“Take Time to Be Holy”

 

Take time to be holy, speak oft with thy Lord;
Abide in Him always, and feed on His Word.
Make friends of God’s children, help those who are weak,
Forgetting in nothing His blessing to seek.

 

Take time to be holy, the world rushes on;
Spend much time in secret, with Jesus alone.
By looking to Jesus, like Him thou shalt be;
Thy friends in thy conduct His likeness shall see.

 

Take time to be holy, let Him be thy Guide;
And run not before Him, whatever betide.
In joy or in sorrow, still follow the Lord,
And, looking to Jesus, still trust in His Word.

 

Take time to be holy, be calm in thy soul,
Each thought and each motive beneath His control.
Thus led by His Spirit to fountains of love,
Thou soon shalt be fitted for service above.

  

William D (Dunn) Longstaff died (4/2/1894) at Cambridge Terrace, Durham, England.  He was a friend of Dwight L Moody and Ira D Sankey.  He was also was friends with William Booth (founded Salvation Army) and some of his hymns seem to have been published in the Army’s War Cry.

  
Longstaff, who was born 11/26/1822, at Durham, England was the treasurer of the Bethesda Free Chapel in Sunderland.

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devil’s tricks

The devil tried to compromise the Living Word (Christ)

                              – when he couldn’t he crucified Him.

 

The devil tried to destroy the Written Word (Bible)

                     – when he couldn’t he diluted It. – 2/28/09

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Hysterical?

The Bible is  H i s t o r i c a l  truth –

 

                             for an  H y s t e r i c a l  world  – eab, 1/21/09 

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Wyandot Christian School Memories

In August of nineteen seventy-two,

A new school started for you, and you.

In northern Ohio (fairest of states),

With textbooks, paper, and pencils, brand new,

(Erasers soon showed a trillion mistakes.)

 

That building remade with paint and a brush,

At eight-thirty (What?) stilled to a meek hush.

Green, young students (the intelligent sort),

Closed the gap from May with such a mad rush,

They couldn’t receive an interim report.

 

Grammar, and algebra, history, and shop,

Quizzes and tests, there was no place to stop;

Bible and other classes taught the rule,

To study, to read, to not be a flop,

Attending Wyandot Christian School.

 

Then came the fall outing (Remember that?)

A basketball game, the slim ‘gainst the fat.

Hot dogs were served (Yours were cold did you say?)

Three deep made some run; while others fell flat.

Cider, coco, and donuts (?) closed the day.

 

Tonight we are met in this banquet hall,

Behind lies the past, behind the quick fall,

Ahead lies the birthday of our Great Lord;

Vacation time, snow time, gift time, and all,

May you be blest with all heaven’s accord.

 

May you be – Oh, I forget to mention,

Miss Knaul, in the hall and noon‘s detention,

A trio girl who visits the jury,

Jogging, Perkins, a raccoon’s dissection.

Good-bye.  We’ll see you in seventy three.  – eab, 12/72

Penned while Principal of Wyandot and living at 205 Goodbread Street in Nevada, OH.

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