"Who are these that fly as a cloud, and as the doves to their windows?"—Isaiah 60:8.

Panorama at Wilson's promontory national park, Australia

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wilsons_Promontory_National_Park
 
"The glory of the gospel is not that it paints ravens white, and whitewashes blackbirds, but that it turns them into doves. it is the glory of our religion not that it makes a man seem what he is not, but that it makes him something else. It takes the raven and turns him into a dove; his ravenish heart becomes a dove's heart. It is not the feathers that are changed, but the man himself. Glorious Gospel, which takes a lion, and doth not cut the lion's mane off, and then cover him with a sheep's skin, but makes him into a lamb! O church of God! these that have come like doves to their windows are trophies of regenerating grace, which has transformed them, and made them as new creatures in Christ Jesus." CHS- Sermon (No. 63)
http://www.spurgeon.org/sermons/0063.htm

"For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given."—Isaiah 9:6.

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A Christmas Question
http://www.spurgeon.org/sermons/0291.htm

"For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given."—Isaiah 9:6.

"I will just repeat the four different proofs again. If unto me a child is born then I have been born again; and, moreover, I am now in consequence of that new birth, a child. If, again, a Son has been given to me, then I am a son; and again I am given to that Son who is given to me. I have tried to put these tests in the way that the text would suggest them. I pray you carry them home with you. ....., "Unto me this Son is given." . God help you, that you may be blessed in him, and may sing sweetly "Unto us a child is born, unto us a Son is given."

"Ah, Christians, ring the bells of your hearts, tire the salute of your most joyous songs, "For unto us a child is born, unto us a Son is given." Dance, O my heart, and ring out peals of gladness! Ye drops of blood within my veins dance every one of you! Oh! all my nerves become harp strings, and let gratitude touch you with angelic fingers! And thou, my tongue, shout—shout to his praise who hath said to thee—"Unto thee a child is born, unto thee a Son is given." Wipe that tear away! Come, stop that sighing! Hush yon murmuring. What matters your poverty? "Unto you a child is born." What matters your sickness? "Unto you a Son is given." What matters your sin? For this child shall take the sin away, and this Son shall wash and make you fit for heaven. I say, if it be so,


"Lift up the heart, lift up the voice,
Rejoice aloud! ye saints rejoice!"
( Charles H Spurgeon Sermon excerpt 291)

Merry Christmas from Australia

Jon- Happy Birthday

Jon
you are a gift to us.

“I chose you . . .” (John 15:16). Keep these words as a wonderful reminder in your theology. It is not that you have gotten God, but that He has gotten you. God is at work bending, breaking, molding, and doing exactly as He chooses. And why is He doing it? He is doing it for only one purpose— that He may be able to say, “This is My man, and this is My woman.” We have to be in God’s hand so that He can place others on the Rock, Jesus Christ, just as He has placed us. (Faith's Checkbook, CHS Oct 25)

- CHS



Sept 3- Morning (CHS)

Cynthia and Matthew- just a little reminder !