#life everlasting
dwuerch-blog · 9 months ago
The Debt He Paid Was Yours
The Debt He Paid Was Yours
I’m still in the afterglow of the resurrection and savoring what it meant to us. The stone was rolled away. He is alive and so are we – to live forever. I held onto this story for today. One of my guilty pleasures is watching some reality shows of which one is American Idol and one of the judges is Lionel Richie. From all the years of appreciating Lionel’s music as a couple, I’ve enjoyed the…
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faerieorgremlin · a year ago
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Prompt 2 of feybruary is “life everlasting”
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theleafpile · a year ago
"We are not just the product of our genes. We are also the product of ideas. The shape of my body, the very oxygen-carrying capacity of my mitochondria, the physical circuits in my brain, and the chemicals that move me were in part shaped, if not determined, by others' ideas and thoughts. Ideas have long-lasting effects on us, as surely as, if not more than earthquakes, droughts, rain, sunshine, and other quirks of nature."
— Bernd Heinrich, Life Everlasting: The Animal Way of Death. Houghton Mifflin Harcourt, 2012.
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nrg1111awakening · 2 years ago
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Salt jar!
- Dead Sea salt
- Himalayan pink salt
- Life everlasting
- Rose
- Lavander
- Mugwort
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thegreatpromise · 3 years ago
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And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.
Romans 8:28 KJV
#Sundayworship #Godsword #mercyandgrace #thegospel #bibleverse
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The Bridgeless Gulf
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by Charles Spurgeon
"And besides all this, between us and you there is a great gulf fixed, so that those who want to pass from here to you cannot, nor can those from there pass to us.” - Luke 16:26
The lost spirits in hell are shut in forever. I see the angel standing at that iron door. I hear the awful key as it grates among the tremendous wards, and when that gate is closed he hurls the key into the abyss of oblivion, and the captives are fast immured, bound in fetters which will never break, in chains which never rust.
The sinner cannot come to heaven for a multitude of reasons. Among the rest, these. First, his own character forbids it. As a man lives and dies, so will he be throughout eternity. The drunkard here will have all a drunkard's thirst there without the means of gratifying it. The swearer here will become a yet more ripe and proficient blasphemer. Death does not change but fixes character; it petrifies it. "He who is holy let him be holy still; he who is filthy let him be filthy still." The lost man remains a sinner and a growing sinner, and continues to rebel against God. Would you have such a man in heaven? Shall the thief prowl through the streets of the New Jerusalem? Shall the atmosphere of Paradise be polluted by an oath? Shall the songs of angels be disturbed by the ribaldry of licentious conversation? It cannot be. Heaven were not heaven if the sinner could be permitted to enter it. "Except a man be born again, he cannot see the kingdom of God," and as there is no hope of the finally lost ever being born again, that kingdom of God they cannot see.
Sinner, if you are not fit for heaven now, have you any right to hope you ever will be? If you die without God and without hope, where must your portion be? Without a God can you dwell in heaven - God's own dominions? Without hope can you enter where hope is consummated in full fruition? Never.
Remember sinner, there never was but one bridge between fallen man and a holy God. That bridge you reject. The person of the Mediator, his substitution, his righteousness, his painful death -- these make the only road from sin to righteousness, from wrath to acceptance. But these you reject. If you should ever be lost you will have finally rejected Christ; and inasmuch as you are not this morning saved, O my poor fellow creature, you are now rejecting Christ. You are as good as saying, "Christ died, but not for me. Christ shed his blood to save men, but I will not be saved in his way. Let Christ die. I count his death a trifle and his blood a vanity. I had sooner perish than be saved by him." This is what you in effect are saying. I know the words make you shudder. You would not venture to utter them, but that is your feeling. You will not have this man to reign over you. You will not bow the knee and kiss the Son. You will still be an adversary to God and sooner be destroyed than be saved through the atonement of Christ. Well, now, if you reject the only way, what wonder if having rejected that there remains no hope? Besides, remember there is no other sacrifice for sin.
"But," says one, "how may I lay hold on Christ?" May the blessed Spirit enable you to do it. Here it is: trust Jesus Christ and you shall be saved. Conscious that you deserve his wrath, trembling because of his terrible law, look to Jesus. There hangs a bleeding Saviour. I think these eyes can see him bleeding there. God eternal, he by whom the heaven of heavens were made and the earth and the fulness thereof, takes upon himself the form of man and hangs upon the tree of the curse.
See from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down! Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
There is life in a look at that crucified One. There is life at this moment for you. Will you glance at him with a tearful eye, "Jesus, slaughtered, martyred, murdered for my sake, I do believe in you. Here at your feet I throw myself, all guilty, polluted, foul. Let your blood drop on me. Turn your eye upon me and say to me, I have loved you with an everlasting love, therefore with the bands of my kindness have I drawn you."
O that you would believe in Jesus. He is freely preached to you -- accept him. May the Spirit of God lead you now to accept him. These are no hard terms, no stern conditions of a blood-thirty tyrant. He does but say, "Bow the knee and kiss the Son. Come, and welcome, sinner - come." Young man, will you be saved or not? You sinner, yonder, with your gray head betokening the approach of death, will you believe in Christ or not? It may be this is your last time; you shall never hear the gospel faithfully and affectionately pressed home upon you again. Will you have Jesus to be yours? Spirit of God, lead that heart to say "Yes, Lord, I will." And as the acceptance is heard on earth, may it be registered in heaven, and may salvation come to that man's heart this day.
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todayesterday · a month ago
do you ever think about how john wrote "everyday we used to make it love / why can't we be making love nice and easy" followed by the lines "it's time to spread our wings and fly / don't let another day go by, my love" and in a song where he also mentions taking off alone like they used to do in the early days... wild
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songofyhvh · 22 days ago
Haven’t you known, haven’t you heard that the everlasting God, Adonai, the Creator of the ends of the earth, does not grow tired or weary? His understanding cannot be fathomed.
Isaiah 40:28
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soracities · 17 days ago
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Simone Weil, “Chance” (trans. Emma Craufurd), Simone Weil: An Anthology
[Text ID: “The vulnerability of precious things is beautiful because vulnerability is a mark of existence.”]
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rattenprince · a year ago
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2 - Life Everlasting
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el-im · 24 days ago
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Preface, All About Love, by bell hooks. 
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metahearse · a month ago
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Mom lyfe ….
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sailforvalinor · 4 months ago
Are you ever having a perfectly normal day
when you suddenly remember the ending of Tuck Everlasting
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euesworld · 3 months ago
"وكل ما يمكن أن تقدمه ، أعطته أبدية .. لإعطاء أنفاس حياة لا توصف لمن حولها. امرأة حقيقية رائعة لدرجة أنها كانت أرقى من رمال الزمن ، عجوز وحكيمة ، جميلة ، إلهة ذات أبعاد ملحمية منذ ولادة الزمان .. ملأت الكون بالحب وملأتك بأرق القلوب ..
"And all that she could give, she gave everlasting.. to give untold breaths of life to those around her. A true woman so fine that she was finer than the sands of time, old and wise, beautiful, a goddess of epic proportions from the birth of time.. she filled the universe with love and filled you with the tenderest hearts.."
Only a true goddess could breathe life where there was no life before, she completes you - eUë
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primaveravenus · 7 months ago
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are you wearing the - the coventry ring inscribed with the man of sorrows and the five wounds of christ? yes, i am
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daughter-of-the-king-bc · 3 months ago
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suedepony · 10 days ago
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The Power of the Dog (2021), dir. Jane Campion Nymphomaniac: Vol. 1 (2013), dir. Lars von Trier
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soracities · a month ago
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Simone Weil, “Chance” (trans. Emma Craufurd), Simone Weil: An Anthology
[Text ID: “Stars and blossoming fruit-trees: utter permanence and extreme fragility give an equal sense of eternity.”]
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wiirocku · 4 months ago
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Psalm 133:3 (ISV) - It is like the dew of Hermon    falling on Zion’s mountains. For there the LORD commanded His blessing—    life everlasting.
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