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Each week Bro. Dennis Ingle has a short message in the Sunday Bulletin. This “Blog” is made from these bulletin entries and also messages he posts on Facebook.

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October 7, 2018, 9:00 AM


   The autumn of life is a strange mixture of nostalgia, blessings and potential. It yields the harvest of seeds we've sown throughout life and braces us for colder days to come.
   When life's autumn arrives, we look back and better understand the way God led us, but we still have work to do--the best and fullest. It's a good transition time. The seasons come and go, so focus on the God who remains unchanged and unchanging. "LORD, You have been our dwelling place in all generations. Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever You had formed the earth and the world, even from everlasting to everlasting, You are God" (Psalm 90:1-2).
   There's a lot of unwelcome change in our world. Moral and societal changes bother us most when we turn on our television or glance at the magazines. We're painfully aware our kids are growing up in a world far different from the one we knew as children.
   But amid all the changes, one thing, one person, never changes--our eternal God.
   His life is always the same. His character is always dependable. His truth, ways and purposes do not change. His Son does not change. He's the same yesterday, today, and forever (Hebrews 13:8).
   His children will enjoy His fellowship a million years from now. The world may fade, the stars may fall, the seasons may change, and winter may come. But the God who has been our help in ages past is our hope for years to come. In Him we have permanence, stability, joy unspeakable, and life unending.
   Autumn is a good time to focus on your commitment to God. Some of the saddest words in the Bible are in Jeremiah 8:30. "The harvest is past, the summer is ended, and we are not saved." If you've never made a commitment to Jesus Christ, do it now, while there is still time.
                                                                                             -David Jeremiah

September 30, 2018, 9:00 AM

When Orders Conflict

   A young man about to enter the regular army was conversing with an old soldier. The later had been giving him some strong advice on the subject of obeying orders. "But suppose, General," said the young man, "orders sometimes conflict. What am I to do in a case like that?" "Well, in the first place," replied the older soldier, "they never will. At least if they emanate from pesons who have the right to order. If you find yourself at some time seemingly subject to such conditions, you may depend upon it that there has been a mistake somewhere. In that case, however, the safe way is to find out who the superior is and obey him."
   There are a good many times in ordinary life when at first glance orders seem to conflict. In times like this the safe plan is to take the old soldier's advice and obey the superior. You remember that at one time Peter and John were ordered by the magistrate to quit preaching. I have no doubt that under ordinary circumstances these men would have given heed to the vioce of the officers of the law. But in this case there was the order not to speak, from the magistrates, and the order from God to hold not their peace. They settled the matter by obeying the superior Commander.

                                                                         The Lookout

September 23, 2018, 2:37 PM

The Pet Rattler

    The Memphis Commercial Appeal carried a news dispatch which told of a Negro man across the river in Arkansas who had a pet rattlesnake. The Negro found the snake as a baby snake. He took it and fed it and made quite a pet of it. The reptile would come when he whistled. It would eat from his fingers. It would coil around his arm and let him stroke its head with the palm of his hand or with the tips of his finger.
    One day he took it to town to exhibit it among his friends. They marveled at the gentleness, at the way it would come when he whistled, how it would eat from his hand. He went back home with his pet. When he got home, suddenly with only the slightest provocation, the reptile became angry. Quicker than the zig-zag of lightening flashes from a dark cloud, that pet rattler buried its fangs into the black man's arm. In a few hours the man was dead.
    With such dread cometh such an hour to every man and woman who makes a pet of sin. So cometh such a horror and death to every man who refuses when God calls. An hour of kindred terror awaits the man or the woman who regards not when God stretches out His hand. "Be not deceived; God is not mocked, for whatever a man soweth that shall he also reap." (shortened from original)                                                        Robert G. Lee

September 16, 2018, 9:00 AM

The Swan and the Crane

     There is the old legend of a swan and a crane. A beautiful swan alighted by the banks of the water in which a crane was wading about seeking snails. For a few moments the crane viewed the swan in stupid wonder and then inquired; "Where did you come from?" 'I came from heaven!' replied the swan. "And where is heaven?" asked the crane.
     "Heaven!" said the swan. "Heaven! Have you never heard of heaven?" And the beautiful bird went on to describe the grandeur of the Eternal city. She told of the streets of gold and the gates and walls of precious stones; of the river of life, pure as crystal, upon whose banks the tree whose leaves shall be for the healing of all nations. In eloquent terms the swan sought to describe the hosts who lived in the other world, but without arousing the slightest interest on the part of the crane.
     Finally the crane asked, "Are there any snails there?"
     "Snails," repeated the swan, "no, of course there are not."
     "Then," said the crane, as it contunued in its search along the slimy banks of the pools, "You can have yor heaven. I want snails."
     How many a young person to whom God has granted the advantages of a Christian home, has turned his back upon it and searched for snails? How many a man will sacrifice his wife, his family, his all, for the snails of sin! How many a girl has deliberately turned from the love of parents and home to learn too late that heaven has been forever forfeited by snails?
                                                                               D. L. Moody

September 9, 2018, 9:00 AM

It Is Finished

Between two thieves, one either side,
The Lord of Life was crucified;
Men marveled at the sight so rare,
And, sitting down, they watched Him there.

And none that saw could understand
Why darkness covered all the land;
And none who heard that cry, "I thirst."
Knew why the Sinless One was cursed.

Nor, understand these words so true;
"Father, they know not what they do":
For God alone, and none beside, 
Knew what was done when Jesus died.

But never since that blood-stained day
The eyes of men have turned that way,
And owned that life itself were loss
Without the glory of that Cross.
                                                     F.W. Pitt

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