Tuesday, November 27, 2018

CHRISTMAS IN VIENNA 1999 - The Three Tenors : L. Pavarotti, J. Carreras, P. Domingo

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Christmas in Vienna 1999
The Three Tenors :
L. Pavarotti,
J. Carreras,
P. Domingo
 
 

Christmas in Vienna 1999
The Three Tenors L.Pavarotti, J.Carreras,P.Domingo.
Recorded Live at the Konzerthaus,Vienna, Austria, on December 23, 1999

INDEX SONG MEDLEY
1 - White Christmas 1:24
2 - Let It Snow 4:24
3 - Oh Tannenbaum 6:03
4 - Ay! Para Navidad 8:07
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5 - Tu Scendi Dalle Stelle 10:20
6 - Carol of the Drum 13:05 MEDLEY
7 - Ave Maria, Dolce Maria 16:54
8 - Wiegenlied 19:54
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9 - Jingle Bells 22:13 MEDLEY
10 - Children of Christmas 23:20
11 - La Virgen Lava Pañales 23:30
12 - I’ll Be Home for Christmas 27:40
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13 - Adeste Fideles 30:05
14 - Cantique de Noël 33:31
15 - Amazing Grace 37:48
16 - Feliz Navidad 41:35
17 - Silent Night 44:46
18 - Pregaria 50:27 MEDLEY
19 - Winter Wonderland 55:27
20 - Wiegenlied 57:33
21 - Sleigh Ride 1:01:57
22 - Susani 1:04:00
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23 - Un Nuevo Siglo 1:06:29 MEDLEY
24 - Dormi, O Bambino 1:10:45
25 - Happy Christmas/War Is Over1:14:20

The Three Tenors
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Plácido Domingo, José Carreras, and Luciano Pavarotti
The Three Tenors were a popular operatic singing group during the 1990s and early 2000s, consisting of Spaniards Plácido Domingo and José Carreras and the Italian Luciano Pavarotti. The trio began their collaboration with a performance at the ancient Baths of Caracalla in Rome, Italy on 7 July 1990, the eve of the 1990 FIFA World Cup FinalZubin Mehta conducted the orchestra of Maggio Musicale Fiorentino and the orchestra of Teatro dell'Opera di Roma. The image of three tenors in formal evening dress singing in a World Cup concert captivated the global audience. The recording of this debut concert became the best-selling classical album of all time and led to additional performances and live albums. They performed to a global television audience at three further World Cup Finals, 1994 in Los Angeles, 1998 in Paris, and 2002 in Yokohama. Around 1.3 billion viewers worldwide watched the 1994 performance at Dodger Stadium in Los Angeles. They last performed together at an arena in Columbus, Ohio on 28 September 2003.
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CHRISTMAS IN BASTOGNE, 1944 - Jack Womer’s memoir ‘Fighting with the Filthy Thirteen’ - It was pretty rough on Christmas Day. The only food I ate was a ration can of ham and eggs. On every Christmas day since, I think about what we soldiers experienced on December 25, 1944, and how lucky I was not to have been wounded or killed.


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Christmas in Bastogne, 1944
– Extract from Jack Womer’s memoir ‘Fighting with the Filthy Thirteen’

The following edited extract is taken from Jack Womer’s memoir ‘Fighting with the Filthy Thirteen’ about his time spent among the most notorious paratroopers of the 101st Airborne.
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On the day before Christmas, the Krauts bombarded us with heavy artillery throughout the afternoon.
They stopped for a little while in the evening, and then taunted us by playing Christmas carols and other popular Christmas songs on loudspeakers.
Our lines were only about 300 yards away from theirs, so we could hear the music loud and clear.
A lot of guys had been hit during the shelling despite the fact they’d been in their foxholes.
Flying pieces of shrapnel would occasionally find their way into a soldier’s body even if he was taking cover.
Sometimes artillery shells landed directly in a foxhole and exploded, and instantly killed anyone who was in it.
A lot of guys were injured from trees that had been knocked down from exploding artillery.
A tree would fall over a foxhole, and the limbs or large branches would drive into the foxhole and penetrate a man’s body.
Whenever the shelling stopped, those of us who weren’t wounded would climb out of our holes to look for wounded soldiers and tend to their needs.
This was actually quite dangerous.
The Krauts knew that we did this, and sometimes they would resume shelling shortly after they had stopped, to kill or wound the guys who were walking about looking for wounded men.
The cruelest thing that I witnessed the Krauts do throughout the entire war occurred on Christmas Eve, 1944.
About seven or eight men from the 506th PIR had been severely wounded from the Kraut shelling.
They were in pretty bad shape and needed immediate medical attention if they had any chance of surviving.
Even if they could survive, it was obvious that they wouldn’t be able to return to combat duty. They were finished as far as the war was concerned.
A few of us helped the ambulance drivers load the wounded into two ambulances.
The ambulance drivers were going to take them back to one of the 101st Airborne’s makeshift aid stations or field hospitals that had been set up behind our lines.
The ambulances took off from our lines on a dirt road, and we watched from our position as they drove away.
After the ambulances had traveled a few hundred yards we saw them stop. A bunch of Krauts had forced them to come to a halt, and ordered the drivers to get out.
We watched as the Krauts mercilessly shot and killed the ambulance drivers and the wounded men, all of whom were unarmed, and siphon the gasoline out of the ambulances.
I don’t know whether the ambulance drivers went the wrong way and inadvertently drove into the Kraut lines, or had gone in the correct direction and a few Krauts had penetrated along that dirt road; all I know is that the Krauts killed all of those unarmed men for a few gallons of gasoline.
When a soldier sees his enemy do such things, it creates a desire within him to go out of his way to do the same.
Killing is no longer done for purposes of survival or fulfilling a mission, it is done out of vengeance and bitter hatred for the enemy. When we saw this we became filled with rage.
We wanted to leave our foxholes with our rifles, grenades and bayonets, and hunt and kill as many Germans as we could find, as if they were wild animals, not for the sake of winning the war, but to get even.
At one point on Christmas Eve the Krauts shelled us with “Christmas cards.”
These were just propaganda leaflets written to convince us that corporate America and our own military were our real enemy, and that we should join forces with the Krauts and take sides against the United States.
The Krauts placed these leaflets inside of blank artillery shells and fired them at us.
They were trying to break our spirit and make us give up.
But their attempt at trying to frighten us into surrendering didn’t work. None of us gave in to them.
They resumed the shelling of our lines with heavy artillery throughout the rest of the evening and until about 2:00 a.m. on Christmas morning.
On Christmas day itself they resumed shelling and kept it up for hours. They hit us with some pretty big artillery.
When those shells exploded the ground would shake vigorously as if there was an earthquake happening right underneath us.
The percussions from the endless stream of exploding rounds rattled every bone and organ in our bodies, and played hell with our nerves.
The artillery barrage shook the hell out of us, both physically and mentally.
A lot of men got hit with shrapnel, falling trees or flying splinters from blown-up trees while hiding in their foxholes. They cried out in agony.
The rest of us wanted so much to crawl out of our foxholes and help them, but to do so during the artillery barrage would have been sheer suicide.
To endure the shelling, I spent most of Christmas Day curled up and face down in the bottom of my foxhole, praying to God that I wouldn’t get hit.
Later on Christmas Day the weather again cleared, and this allowed our bombers to bomb the hell out of the Kraut positions that had been shelling us.
Looking up from our foxholes and seeing our own bombers fly overhead towards the Kraut lines made us feel real good.
C-47s also flew overhead and dropped some badly needed supplies on us.
I remember many of us collected the parachutes attached to the cartons and cases that were dropped.
We cut the parachutes up into long strips and used them as bandaging material for our wounded.
We couldn’t keep enough bandages on hand, as there were so many wounded soldiers.
It was pretty rough on Christmas Day. The only food I ate was a ration can of ham and eggs. 
On every Christmas day since, I think about what we soldiers experienced on December 25, 1944, and how lucky I was not to have been wounded or killed.
On December 26th, the lead division of General George Patton’s third Army arrived from the south and broke the Kraut line that surrounded us.
We were no longer surrounded, and our lines were now reinforced by Patton’s first-rate Third Army.
Seeing all of those many third Army tanks and troops sure made us happy.
While the battle for Bastogne was far from over, this was the beginning of the end for the Krauts as far as their attempt break through the American front with their offensive.
Somehow I never reached my breaking point at Bastogne and during the 130 days I spent at the front line.
But there were guys who did, including guys that had spent less time in combat than me.
When a guy reached his breaking point he was usually pulled from the front as soon as a replacement could be obtained and sent somewhere where he could, hopefully, calm down.
While I didn’t “break,” by the end of December 1944, I was at wits end with the war.
I wanted nothing more than to go home, return to work at the Bethlehem steel mills, marry Theresa, start a family, and put the war completely behind me.
I wrote to Theresa constantly expressing exactly how I felt. But I couldn’t go home just yet.

Jack Womer passed away in 2013.   
His memoir ‘Fighting with the Filthy Thirteen’ is now available in paperback on Amazon.














Monday, November 26, 2018

BREAK UP YOUR FALLOW GROUND - Your Trials And Pain - The fallow field is smug, contented. Never does it see the miracle of growth; never does it feel the motions of mounting life nor see the wonders of bursting seed nor the beauty of ripening grain. The cultivated field has yielded itself to the adventure of living. It has felt the travail of change; it has been upset, turned over, bruised and broken, but its rewards come hard upon its labors. The seed shoots up into the daylight its miracle of life, curious, exploring the new world above it. All over the field the hand of God is at work. New things are born, to grow, mature, and consummate the grand prophecy latent in the seed when it entered the ground. Nature’s wonders follow the plow.

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Trials and Pain
By A. W. Tozer


The Sharp Blade of the Plow 
“Sow for yourselves righteousness; reap in mercy; break up your fallow ground, for it is time to seek the Lord, till He comes and rains righteousness on you.” (Hosea 10:12)
The fallow field is smug, contented, protected from the shock of the plow and the agitation of the harrow...
But it is paying a terrible price for its tranquility: Never does it see the miracle of growth; never does it feel the motions of mounting life nor see the wonders of bursting seed nor the beauty of ripening grain.
Fruit it can never know because it is afraid of the plow and the harrow.
In direct opposite to this, the cultivated field has yielded itself to the adventure of living.
The protecting fence has opened to admit the plow, and the plow has come as plows always come, practical, cruel, business-like and in a hurry.
Peace has been shattered by the shouting farmer and the rattle of machinery.
The field has felt the travail of change; it has been upset, turned over, bruised and broken, but its rewards come hard upon its labors.
The seed shoots up into the daylight its miracle of life, curious, exploring the new world above it.
All over the field the hand of God is at work in the age-old and ever renewed service of creation.
New things are born, to grow, mature, and consummate the grand prophecy latent in the seed when it entered the ground.
Nature’s wonders follow the plow. (Paths To Power, 31-32)
We Forget
“And all these, having obtained a good testimony through faith, did not receive the promise, God having provided something better for us, that they should not be made perfect apart from us.” (Hebrews 11:39-40)
Then there is the matter of constant consolation and peace - the promise of always feeling relaxed and at rest and enjoying ourselves inwardly.
This, I say, has been held up as being quite the proper goal to be sought in the evil hour in which we live.
We forget that our Lord was a man of sorrow and acquainted with grief.
We forget the arrows of grief and pain which went through the heart of Jesus’ mother, Mary.
We forget that all of the apostles except John died a martyr’s death.
We forget that there were 13 million Christians slain during the first two generations of the Christian era.
We forget that they languished in prison, that they were starved, were thrown over cliffs, were fed to the lions, were drowned, that they were sewn in sacks and thrown into the ocean...
There was much distress, many heartaches, painful bruises, flowing tears, much loss and many deaths.
But there is something better than being comfortable, and the followers of Christ ought to find it out-the poor, soft, overstuffed Christians of our time ought to find it out!
There is something better than being comfortable!
Ordered By the Lord 
“The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord, and He delights in his way. Though he fall, he shall not be utterly cast down; for the Lord upholds him with His hand.” (Psalm 37:23-24)
To the child of God, there is no such thing as accident. He travels an appointed way.
The path he treads was chosen for him when as yet he was not, when as yet he had existence only in the mind of God.
Accidents may indeed appear to befall him and misfortune stalk his way; but these evils will be so in appearance only and will seem evils only because we cannot read the secret script of God’s hidden providence and so cannot discover the ends at which He aims...
The man of true faith may live in the absolute assurance that his steps are ordered by the Lord.
For him, misfortune is outside the bounds of possibility.
He cannot be torn from this earth one hour ahead of the time which God has appointed, and he cannot be detained on earth one moment after God is done with him here.
He is not a waif of the wide world, a foundling of time and space, but a saint of the Lord and the darling of His particular care. (We Travel An Apointed Way, 3-4)
The Labor of Self-Love 
“For do I now persuade men, or God? Or do I seek to please men? For if I still pleased men, I would not be a bondservant of Christ”. (Galatians 1:10)
The labor of self-love is a heavy one indeed. Think for yourself whether much of your sorrow has not arisen from someone speaking slightingly of you.
As long as you set yourself up as a little god to which you must be loyal there will be those who will delight to offer affront to your idol.
How then can you hope to have inward peace? The heart’s fierce effort to protect itself from every slight, to shield its touchy honor from the bad opinion of friend and enemy, will never let the mind have rest.
Continue this fight through the years and the burden will become intolerable.
Yet the sons of earth are carrying this burden continually, challenging every word spoken against them, cringing under every criticism, smarting under each fancied slight, tossing sleepless if another is preferred before them. (The Pursuit of God, 112)
Nothing to Fear
“You will keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on You, because he trusts in You.” (Isaiah 26:3)
The only fear I have is to fear to get out of the will of God.
Outside of the will of God, there’s nothing I want, and in the will of God there’s nothing I fear, for God has sworn to keep me in His will.
If I’m out of His will, that is another matter. But if I’m in His will, He’s sworn to keep me.
And He’s able to do it, He’s wise enough to know how to do it and He’s kind enough to want to do it. So really there’s nothing to fear.
I get kidded by my family and friends about this, but I don’t really think I’m afraid of anything.
Someone may ask, “What about cancer? Do you ever fear that you’ll die of cancer?”
Maybe so, but it will have to hurry up, or I’ll die of old age first.
But I’m not too badly worried because a man who dies of cancer in the will of God, is not injured; he’s just dead. You can’t harm a man in the will of God. (Success & The Christian: The Cost of Spiritual Maturity, 80-81)
Few Lovers of His Cross
“For you have need of endurance, so that after you have done the will of God, you may receive the promise.” (Hebrews 10:36)
When God needs a person for His service - a good person, an effective person, a humble person - why does He most often turn to a person in deep trouble?
Why does He seek out a person deep in the crucible of suffering, a person who is not the jovial, “happy-happy” kind? I can only say that this is the way of God with His human creation...
Ezekiel did not come out of pleasant and favorable circumstances. The light had gone out in his heart. He probably thought that God takes a long time to work out His will.
Does not this same view surface in much of our Christian fellowship? We do not want to take the time to plow and to cultivate.
We want the fruit and the harvest right away! We do not want to be engaged in any spiritual battle that takes us into the long night.
We want the morning light right now! We do not want to go through the processes of planning and preparation and labor pains. We want the baby this instant!
We do not want the cross. We are more interested in the crown.
The condition is not peculiar to our century. Thomas a Kempis wrote long ago, “The Lord has many lovers of His crown but few lovers of His cross.” (Men Who Met God: Twelve Life-Changing Encounters, 115)
Easter Without Good Friday
“For to you it has been granted on behalf of Christ, not only to believe in Him, but also to suffer for His sake.” (Philippians 1:29 )
... God will crucify without pity those whom He desires to raise without measure!...
God wants to crucify us from head to foot-making our own powers ridiculous and useless -- in the desire to raise us without measure for His glory and for our eternal good....
Willingness to suffer for Jesus’ sake - this is what we have lost from the Christian church.
We want our Easter to come without the necessity of a Good Friday.
We forget that before the Redeemer could rise and sing among His brethren He must first bow His head and suffer among His brethren!
We forget so easily that in the spiritual life there must be the darkness of the night before there can be the radiance of the dawn.
Before the life of resurrection can be known, there must be the death that ends the dominion of self.
It is a serious but a blessed decision, this willingness to say, “I will follow Him no matter what the cost. I will take the cross no matter how it comes!” (I Talk Back to the Devil, 96-99) 
Forced to Our Knees
“And lest I should be exalted above measure by the abundance of the revelations, a thorn in the flesh was given to me, a messenger of Satan to buffet me, lest I be exalted above measure.” (2 Corinthians 12:7)
The experiences of men who walked with God in olden times agree to teach that the Lord cannot fully bless a man until He has first conquered him.
The degree of blessing enjoyed by any man will correspond exactly with the completeness of God’s victory over him....
We might well pray for God to invade and conquer us, for until He does, we remain in peril from a thousand foes. We bear within us the seeds of our own disintegration....
Deliverance can come to us only by the defeat of our old life.
Safety and peace come only after we have been forced to our knees. God rescues us by breaking us, by shattering our strength and wiping out our resistance.
Then He invades our natures with that ancient and eternal life which is from the beginning. So He conquers us and by that benign conquest saves us for Himself. (God's Pursuit of Man (previously titled The Divine Conquest and The Pursuit of Man), 45,50)
God Send Us Tears
“For many walk, of whom I have told you often, and now tell you even weeping, that they are the enemies of the cross of Christ: whose end is destruction, whose god is their belly, and whose glory is in their shame-who set their mind on earthly things.” (Philippians 3:18-19)
The Bible was written in tears and to tears it will yield its best treasures. God has nothing to say to the frivolous man....
The psalmists often wrote in tears, the prophets could hardly conceal their heavyheartedness, and the apostle Paul in his otherwise joyous epistle to the Philippians broke into tears when he thought of the many who were enemies of the cross of Christ and whose end was destruction.
Those Christian leaders who shook the world were one and all men of sorrows whose witness to mankind welled out of heavy hearts.
There is no power in tears per se, but tears and power ever lie close together in the Church of the First-born....
The whole Christian family stands desperately in need of a restoration of penitence, humility and tears. May God send them soon. (God Tells The Man Who Cares: God Speaks to Those Who Take Time to Listen, 2-3,6)
He Puts Me Flat Down
“Now it came to pass at the end of seven days that the word of the Lord came to me, saying, “Son of man, I have made you a watchman for the house of Israel; therefore hear a word from My mouth, and give them warning from Me.” (Ezekiel 3:16-17)
I once heard a brother preach on the fact that the church should be without spot or wrinkle.
To get the wrinkles out of a sack, he said, you fill it. To get a wrinkle out of a rug, you lay it down and walk on it.
God sometimes fills us, the preacher continued, but sometimes He just puts us flat down so that everyone can walk on us!
King David long ago knew something of the latter method. He wrote, The plowers plowed upon my back: they made long their furrows” (Psalm 129:3).
I think David was talking about his enemies. And they must have been wearing hobnail boots!
Ezekiel had just come to this kind of a low-ebbed, humbling experience when God opened the heavens.
In effect, God put His hand on him and said, “Now I can use you. I have some words and some plans that I want you to pass onto your country-men.” (Men Who Met God: Twelve Life-Changing Encounters, 117-118) 
Not Yet “Due Time”
"But He knows the way that I take; when He has tested me, I shall come forth as gold." (Job 23:10)
God has said He will exalt you in due time, but remember, He is referring to His time and not yours!
Some of you are actually in a fiery furnace right now. You are in a special kind of spiritual testing.
The pastor may not know it and others may not know it, but you have been praying and asking the Lord: “Why don’t you get me out of this?”
In God’s plan it is not yet “due time.”
When you have come through the fire, God will get you out and there will not be any smell of smoke on your garment and you will not have been harmed.
The only harm that can come will be from your insistence that God must get you out sooner than He plans.
The Lord has promised to exalt you in due time and He has always kept His promises to His people.
As children, we can always afford to wait. A saint of God does not have to be concerned about time when he is in the will of God. (I Call It Heresy: And Other Timely Topics from First Peter, 116-117)
The Back Side of the Desert
“Now Moses was tending the flock of Jethro his father-in-law, the priest of Midian. And he led the flock to the back of the desert, and came to Horeb, the mountain of God.” (Exodus 3:1) 
We should quickly review here the kinds of preparation Moses had gone through for his leadership role under God.
Reared in Pharaoh’s palace, he had been educated in all the wisdom of the Egyptians. He had the prerequisites for almost any kind of career.
In our day a man with his qualifications would be sought for election as a bishop or the president of any of the great church denominations.
Then, too, Moses had a most unusual but highly effective postgraduate course. God took him out of the activity and the noise of Egypt and placed him in the silence of the open spaces.
He kept the flock of Jethro, his father-in-law. Tending the sheep, he learned lessons of meditation and observation that he could only have learned in the silence.
Probably more important than anything else, Moses learned to know himself. That knowledge was a part of God’s preparation of the man for his future tasks.
We, today, know everything but ourselves. We never really come to know ourselves because we cannot get quiet enough. (Men Who Met God: Twelve Life-Changing Encounters, 70)
This Does Not Come From God
“Therefore submit to God. Resist the devil and he will flee from you.” (James 4:7)
I have had times in my life and ministry when the burdens and the pressures seemed to be too much.
Sometimes physical weariness adds to our problems and our temptation to give in to discouragement and doubt.
At these times it seems that even in prayer it is impossible to rise above the load.
More than once, by faith that seemed to have been imparted directly from heaven, the Lord has enabled me to claim all that I needed for body, soul and spirit.
On my knees I have been given freedom and strength to pray, “Now, Lord, I have had enough of this—I refuse to take any more of this heaviness and oppression! This does not come from God - this comes from my enemy, the devil! Lord, in Jesus’ name, I will not take it any longer - through Jesus Christ I am victor!”
At these times, great burdens have just melted and rolled away - all at once.
Brethren, God never meant for us to be kicked around like a football. He wants us to be humble and let Him do the chastening when necessary.
But when the devil starts tampering with you, dare to resist him!
Underneath Are the Everlasting Arms
The eternal God is your refuge, and underneath are the everlasting arms; He will thrust out the enemy from before you, and will say, ‘Destroy!’” (Deuteronomy 33:27)
Surely Bible-reading Christians should be the last persons on earth to give way to hysteria.
They are redeemed from their past offenses, kept in their present circumstances by the power of an all-powerful God, and their future is safe in His hands.
God has promised to support them in the flood, protect them in the fire, feed them in famine, shield them against their enemies, hide them in His safe chambers until the indignation is past and receive them at last into eternal tabernacles.
If we are called upon to suffer, we may be perfectly sure that we shall be rewarded for every pain and blessed for every tear.
Underneath will be the Everlasting Arms and within will be the deep assurance that all is well with our souls.
Nothing can separate us from the love of God-not death, nor life, nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature.
This is a big old world, and it is full of the habitations of darkness, but nowhere in its vast expanse is there one thing of which a real Christian need be afraid. Surely a fear-ridden Christian has never examined his or her defenses. (This World: Playground or Battleground?, 7-8)
We Forget
“And all these, having obtained a good testimony through faith, did not receive the promise, God having provided something better for us, that they should not be made perfect apart from us.” (Hebrews 11:39-40)
Then there is the matter of constant consolation and peace - the promise of always feeling relaxed and at rest and enjoying ourselves inwardly.
This, I say, has been held up as being quite the proper goal to be sought in the evil hour in which we live. We forget that our Lord was a man of sorrow and acquainted with grief.
We forget the arrows of grief and pain which went through the heart of Jesus’ mother, Mary. We forget that all of the apostles except John died a martyr’s death.
We forget that there were 13 million Christians slain during the first two generations of the Christian era.
We forget that they languished in prison, that they were starved, were thrown over cliffs, were fed to the lions, were drowned, that they were sewn in sacks and thrown into the ocean...
There was much distress, many heartaches, painful bruises, flowing tears, much loss and many deaths.
But there is something better than being comfortable, and the followers of Christ ought to find it out-the poor, soft, overstuffed Christians of our time ought to find it out!
There is something better than being comfortable!
We May Expect Troubles
“These things I have spoken to you, that in Me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation; but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world.” (John 16:33)
We are all idealists. We picture to ourselves a life on earth completely free from every hindrance, a kind of spiritual Utopia where we can always control events, where we can move about as favorites of heaven, adjusting circumstances to suit ourselves.
This we feel would be quite compatible with the life of faith and in keeping with the privileged place we hold as children of God.
In thinking thus we simply misplace ourselves; we mistake earth for heaven and expect conditions here below which can never be realized till we reach the better world above.
While we live we may expect troubles, and plenty of them. We are never promised a life without problems as long as we remain among fallen men...
What then are we to do about our problems? We must learn to live with them until such time as God delivers us from them.
If we cannot remove them, then we must pray for grace to endure them without murmuring.
Problems patiently endured will work for our spiritual perfecting. They harm us only when we resist them or endure them unwillingly. (God's Pursuit of Man (previously titled The Divine Conquest and The Pursuit of Man), 121-122)
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