I Have heard this verses throughout Inspirational Hip-Hop. I have had bible studies on some of these verses. If I could give a believer a list of my favorite scriptures, or a list of the scriptures that encourage me, I would give them this list.
How can you benefit from this list? You could always S.O.A.P. on it. S.O.A.P. is a method of studying scripture and speaking with the Holy Spirit about what you read. If you don't know what S.O.A.P. is or how it is done, check out this link for an example.
I pray these verses inspire you, encourage your spirit, and strengthen your faith. May GOD reveal Himself to you, and may GOD bless you in your seeking of His face.
Be encouraged and stay blessed.
Christian {2Co517}
~
FELLOWSHIP OF THE UNASHAMED Romans 1:16
THE GREAT COMMISSION Matthew 28:16-20
DEAD TO SIN, ALIVE IN CHRIST Romans 6:1-14
BEAR EACH OTHER'S BURDENS Galatians 6:1-10
UNITY + DIVERSITY 1 Corinthians 12:12-31
THE MINISTRY OF RECONCILIATION 2 Corinthians 5:11-21
THE LAW & SIN Romans 7:14-20
FRUIT OF THE SPIRIT Galatians 5:16-25
BE A REBEL Romans 12:1-2
TAKE YOUR CROSS UP Luke 9:23-27
SUFFICIENT GRACE 2 Corinthians 12:9-10
GROWTH IN THE FAITH 2 Peter 1:5-8
INSTRUCTIONS FOR THE YOUTH 1 Timothy 4:12
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE IS LOVE Colossians 3:12-17
CONSISTENCY Ephesians 5:15-21
IF YOU FAIL Numbers 32:23
REFUSE TO LOOK Job 31:1
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Monday, December 20, 2010
FREE DOWNLOAD for a Limited Time! @Treborn's #AllRight *PLZ RT!* http://bit.ly/ALLright
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Immediate download of 12-track album in your choice of 320k mp3, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire.
1. Don't Be Mad (produced by Fresh Mann) 04:08
2. Preach featuring EKG, John Campbell, Bumps 05:29
3. Tre Born featuring B. Cobb 03:33
4. Crusin featuring B. Cobb 03:03
5. All Right featuring Illusent 03:58
6. Cellar Door (Radio Edit) 03:01
7. Liberty 03:50
8. Another Fork 04:15
9. Criminal Behavior 02:50
10.Holy Definition Remix featuring Phil Zahn 03:47
11.Practice featuring EKG, John Campbell, Bumps, Braille, Fresh Mann, & eCsiLe 05:13
12.Break The Chain 04:02
ABOUT:
ALL RIGHT features guest appearances from Christian's fellow tweeps from across the United States. The songs within were comprised over 2009 and early 2010 during Treborn's transitioning period. Just like his life, this material covers a lot of different emotions and feelings.
Stay updated: twitter.com/ChrisTreborn
CREDITS:
Initially released 07 September 2010
Lyrics & Music by Chris Treborn (except lyrics by guest artists)
Photography by Agape Studios - Salem, Oregon
Clothing provided by Break The Chain Apparel
Copyright 2008-2010 Christian Treborn - All Rights Reserved.
http://treborn.bandcamp.com/album/all-right
http://bit.ly/ALLright
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Great Priced Christmas Trees!
South Salem Young Life is selling coupons for Christmas trees at Eola Christmas Tree Farm!
It is easy! Just contact Corey Knudson if you are interested. You will receive a coupon which you will show at the tree farm when choosing your tree!
You have three kinds of trees to choose from, the price is excellent and South Salem Young Life receives the amount in parenthesis, which as you can see is a huge percentage.
1 Noble Fir $30 ($18 to YL)
1 Grand Fir $25 ($17 to YL)
1 Douglas Fir $20 ($15 to YL)
Eola Christmas Tree Farm will be open weekends, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday from Nov. 26th through Dec. 19th. You will find them at 4705 Eola Dr. NW in Salem.
Just give me a call or send me an email and let me know what kind of tree you would like and I will get you a coupon to redeem at the farm.
Thank you for your support of South Salem Young Life!
Corey
503.930.4912
knudie2425@yahoo.com
It is easy! Just contact Corey Knudson if you are interested. You will receive a coupon which you will show at the tree farm when choosing your tree!
You have three kinds of trees to choose from, the price is excellent and South Salem Young Life receives the amount in parenthesis, which as you can see is a huge percentage.
1 Noble Fir $30 ($18 to YL)
1 Grand Fir $25 ($17 to YL)
1 Douglas Fir $20 ($15 to YL)
Eola Christmas Tree Farm will be open weekends, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday from Nov. 26th through Dec. 19th. You will find them at 4705 Eola Dr. NW in Salem.
Just give me a call or send me an email and let me know what kind of tree you would like and I will get you a coupon to redeem at the farm.
Thank you for your support of South Salem Young Life!
Corey
503.930.4912
knudie2425@yahoo.com
Sunday, November 21, 2010
#BlessedAre - The Poor In Spirit ~ Sermon: @JohnFehlen Poem: @Treborn
Blessed Are; The poor in spirit. Matthew 5:3, 7:7-23
Pastor John Fehlen
West Salem Foursquare Church
www.WSFC.org
November 21st, 2010
POEM:
Blessed are the poor or those in total poverty
we need a larger understanding in spirit, obviously
it can be a gift of the spirit or is it a curse
poverty us beyond what's in your wallet or purse
Do you volunteer to be poverty stricken
prosperity isn't the only design - be risen
the LORD isn't a slot-machine to pay out
some will stay n doubt, so will you say or shout
Are we so filled up and we have no more room
if He didn't give you breath, you would see doom
so give thanks for the creator of it all
nothing is made without Him, trust Him or fall
Grand adventure is shared, but not His glory
this is our page, or chapter, but His story
my sufficiency comes from you = meekness
my strength (in Him), comes from my weakness
I AM LEFT SPEECHLESS
THE WORLD
WE HAVE TO REACH THIS
HE HAS CAME TO TEACH US
REVEAL YOUR MYSTERY
YOUR SECRET
We have to ASK, when we seek and knock
how much better will the gifts be in stock
if our earthly father gives - a heavenly father gives more
dad gives a toy, father gives us the store
And so much more! In an abundant amount
gifts will be given, more than you can count
but if we ask, we shall receive
treat how you want to be treated, don't deceive
I am dependent, on the generosity of others
the poor in spirit, have obviously; lovers
loved enough to be saved and carried
loved enough to be dated and married
Why arch our back, we need to straighten up
not restriction, it's safety taken up
are you desperate for such a caretaker
get intimate and meet the most fair maker
I AM LEFT SPEECHLESS
THE WORLD
WE HAVE TO REACH THIS
HE HAS CAME TO TEACH US
REVEAL YOUR MYSTERY
YOUR SECRET
Believers B3ARFRUIT, but the road is narrow
why so many leaves, are you hiding a sparrow
where is the fruit, you were made to produce
life gave you lemons, it's time to make juice
Is it success or value, culture surrounds us
this is the death of morals, it astounds us
more in the show-window, less in the stock room
too many in a movie, too little that got moved
No resume will qualify us for His kingdom
the job won't be ours acting like heathens
we killed demons and preached your message
but no checklist religion, can ever bless us
I'm filthy rags, apart from you LORD
take all of us, give us more of you LORD
give us more, please give us more
apart from you, we are filthy & poor
I AM LEFT SPEECHLESS
THE WORLD
WE HAVE TO REACH THIS
HE HAS CAME TO TEACH US
REVEAL YOUR MYSTERY
YOUR SECRET
SCRIPTURE:
Blessed are the humble, who rate themselves insignificant.
Blessed are the poor and realize their need for Him.
Dependence versus Independence - Ask, Seek, Knock
Character versus Charisma - Narrow & Wide, True & False
Obedience versus Importance
"Blessed are those who feel their poverty and so cry out to heaven."
"Blessed when you're at the end of your rope. With less of you there is more of God and His rule."
"Blessed are those who realizes their own utter helplessness, and who put their whole trust in God!"
"You say: 'I am rich, I have acquired wealth, and do not need a thing.' But, you do not realize that you are wretched, pitiful, poor, blind and naked."
Matthew 25:40
John 6:7
John 3:30
Pastor John Fehlen
West Salem Foursquare Church
www.WSFC.org
November 21st, 2010
POEM:
Blessed are the poor or those in total poverty
we need a larger understanding in spirit, obviously
it can be a gift of the spirit or is it a curse
poverty us beyond what's in your wallet or purse
Do you volunteer to be poverty stricken
prosperity isn't the only design - be risen
the LORD isn't a slot-machine to pay out
some will stay n doubt, so will you say or shout
Are we so filled up and we have no more room
if He didn't give you breath, you would see doom
so give thanks for the creator of it all
nothing is made without Him, trust Him or fall
Grand adventure is shared, but not His glory
this is our page, or chapter, but His story
my sufficiency comes from you = meekness
my strength (in Him), comes from my weakness
I AM LEFT SPEECHLESS
THE WORLD
WE HAVE TO REACH THIS
HE HAS CAME TO TEACH US
REVEAL YOUR MYSTERY
YOUR SECRET
We have to ASK, when we seek and knock
how much better will the gifts be in stock
if our earthly father gives - a heavenly father gives more
dad gives a toy, father gives us the store
And so much more! In an abundant amount
gifts will be given, more than you can count
but if we ask, we shall receive
treat how you want to be treated, don't deceive
I am dependent, on the generosity of others
the poor in spirit, have obviously; lovers
loved enough to be saved and carried
loved enough to be dated and married
Why arch our back, we need to straighten up
not restriction, it's safety taken up
are you desperate for such a caretaker
get intimate and meet the most fair maker
I AM LEFT SPEECHLESS
THE WORLD
WE HAVE TO REACH THIS
HE HAS CAME TO TEACH US
REVEAL YOUR MYSTERY
YOUR SECRET
Believers B3ARFRUIT, but the road is narrow
why so many leaves, are you hiding a sparrow
where is the fruit, you were made to produce
life gave you lemons, it's time to make juice
Is it success or value, culture surrounds us
this is the death of morals, it astounds us
more in the show-window, less in the stock room
too many in a movie, too little that got moved
No resume will qualify us for His kingdom
the job won't be ours acting like heathens
we killed demons and preached your message
but no checklist religion, can ever bless us
I'm filthy rags, apart from you LORD
take all of us, give us more of you LORD
give us more, please give us more
apart from you, we are filthy & poor
I AM LEFT SPEECHLESS
THE WORLD
WE HAVE TO REACH THIS
HE HAS CAME TO TEACH US
REVEAL YOUR MYSTERY
YOUR SECRET
SCRIPTURE:
Blessed are the humble, who rate themselves insignificant.
Blessed are the poor and realize their need for Him.
Dependence versus Independence - Ask, Seek, Knock
Character versus Charisma - Narrow & Wide, True & False
Obedience versus Importance
"Blessed are those who feel their poverty and so cry out to heaven."
"Blessed when you're at the end of your rope. With less of you there is more of God and His rule."
"Blessed are those who realizes their own utter helplessness, and who put their whole trust in God!"
"You say: 'I am rich, I have acquired wealth, and do not need a thing.' But, you do not realize that you are wretched, pitiful, poor, blind and naked."
Matthew 25:40
John 6:7
John 3:30
Monday, November 15, 2010
(Sermon) I'm Just ONE Piece in HIS Puzzle
I'm doing a club talk for tonight at South Salem Young Life. Here is my rough draft of what I will be sharing.
I know a lot of us are in a crisis. We are searching for an identity. We want to know who are we? What are we good at? What is our purpose in life?
I lived my life searching for purpose. I used to be a huge fan of WWF. I even saw some events live. I remember painting my face and wrapping my wrists and biceps (or the lack thereof) with electrical tape, just like the pros. I had a bunk bed and some gigantic stuffed animals (which I grew out of), but I still kept them and used them as wrestling opponents. I pretty much wanted to be a professional wrestler… or entertainer. I didn’t really like the wrestling part, I rather enjoyed the acting and show of it all instead.
Then I thought I was supposed to be an actor, or maybe an entertainer, or perhaps a football player. Once I got onto the Frosh football team my freshman year, I knew that I loved football. Even though I wasn’t a starter, I figured if I did my best and strived my hardest, I could be on the sidelines watching the best that the NFL has to offer.
It was Wednesday October 30th, and I just had the best week of football practice. It ended even better when the Defensive coach told me I was going to be starting at Defensive Back. I was so excited to tell my dad and step mom that after practice I ran into the house to share my joy. I was thrown back with a sad face upon my parents. All they could say was “We lost her.” I didn’t know what they meant. I knew they were talking about my 3-month-old sister, but I didn’t understand what happened. My dad then said “She’s no longer with us.” I was so confused. Did she go with someone else, or what? Finally, I realized that she died.
She died of Sudden Infant Death Syndrome. Basically, she just stopped breathing her sleep. My dad blamed God, and I had no answer. I had no idea how to explain what happened to my sister or why God would allow such a thing to happen. I wanted to express my feelings toward God and at the same time explain to my parents why my baby sister had to die. I ended up writing a song that told a story of one of God’s angels in charge of my sister’s life.
I had no idea how big of an affect it would have on my parents. It touched them, and even though I didn’t have the right words, God was using me to speak to them. I then realized my calling was to write stories in song format with morals and understandings. I was still young, and still seeking for the truth myself. But now with a divine purpose to write songs, I felt even more encouraged and obligated to search for the morally right answers and share all the knowledge I obtained.
Since then I have written around 500 songs. Not all of them were turned into songs, and not all of the songs were recorded. But now I have identity and purpose in my writing and story telling and truth sharing. I am a tool that God can use to speak to those that might not know how to communicate with Him.
Does that sounds pretty simple for me? I know that something dramatic doesn’t happen to everyone. Not everyone has a testimony that is life changing. But we ALL do have a testimony. A testimony is the triumph and victory of a test or trial. Have you ever been challenged? Have you ever overcome an obstacle? That is a testimony. God allows good and bad things to happen in our lives so that we will take notice to Him. If my sister never lived and died, would I have ever questioned God and why he does what he does? He used her to get my attention. My testimony is that my sister died, I asked God why? And through searching I found my calling – to write and I most importantly found God. I began a relationship with him. That is my life’s purpose, to be in a relationship with Him and do things for him and with him.
Keep in mind, not everyone has a testimony or hears their calling right away. Sometimes it takes a lot of time and a lot of life to be lived first. All I know is, the sweet isn’t as sweet, without knowing the sour. Does that make sense? How would I know how GREAT, GOOD, AWESOME, & AMAZING our God is, if I didn’t know how horrible the world could be. If I didn’t know that we live and we die. Isn’t there a purpose during those years of life? Yes: to live for Him, to be His friend.
Do you look at yourself and try to figure out what you are supposed to be? Why don’t you try to look around you? Do you fit with anybody else in your life? Are you friends with this person or that person? Do you distance yourself from this person or that person? There is a good reason you are where you are, for a purpose.
Instead of asking yourself: “what am I good for, I have no talents.” Ask the creator of this big picture where you fit in. Ask how you can assist his puzzle. Be a piece that fits and works with the rest of the pieces for his purpose, to fulfill this big picture. Now, is that simple enough? Is that tangible? This week at school, think of the people placed in your life. Consider it to all be on purpose.
Now, are you the piece that fits with another piece? Or are you a piece that others fit with you? You can be the one to encourage and inspire and change someone’s day for the better. Or someone can be the one to encourage and inspire and change your day for the better. Just be aware of your surroundings and how God is using you for his divine plan.
I know a lot of us are in a crisis. We are searching for an identity. We want to know who are we? What are we good at? What is our purpose in life?
I lived my life searching for purpose. I used to be a huge fan of WWF. I even saw some events live. I remember painting my face and wrapping my wrists and biceps (or the lack thereof) with electrical tape, just like the pros. I had a bunk bed and some gigantic stuffed animals (which I grew out of), but I still kept them and used them as wrestling opponents. I pretty much wanted to be a professional wrestler… or entertainer. I didn’t really like the wrestling part, I rather enjoyed the acting and show of it all instead.
Then I thought I was supposed to be an actor, or maybe an entertainer, or perhaps a football player. Once I got onto the Frosh football team my freshman year, I knew that I loved football. Even though I wasn’t a starter, I figured if I did my best and strived my hardest, I could be on the sidelines watching the best that the NFL has to offer.
It was Wednesday October 30th, and I just had the best week of football practice. It ended even better when the Defensive coach told me I was going to be starting at Defensive Back. I was so excited to tell my dad and step mom that after practice I ran into the house to share my joy. I was thrown back with a sad face upon my parents. All they could say was “We lost her.” I didn’t know what they meant. I knew they were talking about my 3-month-old sister, but I didn’t understand what happened. My dad then said “She’s no longer with us.” I was so confused. Did she go with someone else, or what? Finally, I realized that she died.
She died of Sudden Infant Death Syndrome. Basically, she just stopped breathing her sleep. My dad blamed God, and I had no answer. I had no idea how to explain what happened to my sister or why God would allow such a thing to happen. I wanted to express my feelings toward God and at the same time explain to my parents why my baby sister had to die. I ended up writing a song that told a story of one of God’s angels in charge of my sister’s life.
I had no idea how big of an affect it would have on my parents. It touched them, and even though I didn’t have the right words, God was using me to speak to them. I then realized my calling was to write stories in song format with morals and understandings. I was still young, and still seeking for the truth myself. But now with a divine purpose to write songs, I felt even more encouraged and obligated to search for the morally right answers and share all the knowledge I obtained.
Since then I have written around 500 songs. Not all of them were turned into songs, and not all of the songs were recorded. But now I have identity and purpose in my writing and story telling and truth sharing. I am a tool that God can use to speak to those that might not know how to communicate with Him.
Does that sounds pretty simple for me? I know that something dramatic doesn’t happen to everyone. Not everyone has a testimony that is life changing. But we ALL do have a testimony. A testimony is the triumph and victory of a test or trial. Have you ever been challenged? Have you ever overcome an obstacle? That is a testimony. God allows good and bad things to happen in our lives so that we will take notice to Him. If my sister never lived and died, would I have ever questioned God and why he does what he does? He used her to get my attention. My testimony is that my sister died, I asked God why? And through searching I found my calling – to write and I most importantly found God. I began a relationship with him. That is my life’s purpose, to be in a relationship with Him and do things for him and with him.
Keep in mind, not everyone has a testimony or hears their calling right away. Sometimes it takes a lot of time and a lot of life to be lived first. All I know is, the sweet isn’t as sweet, without knowing the sour. Does that make sense? How would I know how GREAT, GOOD, AWESOME, & AMAZING our God is, if I didn’t know how horrible the world could be. If I didn’t know that we live and we die. Isn’t there a purpose during those years of life? Yes: to live for Him, to be His friend.
Do you look at yourself and try to figure out what you are supposed to be? Why don’t you try to look around you? Do you fit with anybody else in your life? Are you friends with this person or that person? Do you distance yourself from this person or that person? There is a good reason you are where you are, for a purpose.
Instead of asking yourself: “what am I good for, I have no talents.” Ask the creator of this big picture where you fit in. Ask how you can assist his puzzle. Be a piece that fits and works with the rest of the pieces for his purpose, to fulfill this big picture. Now, is that simple enough? Is that tangible? This week at school, think of the people placed in your life. Consider it to all be on purpose.
Now, are you the piece that fits with another piece? Or are you a piece that others fit with you? You can be the one to encourage and inspire and change someone’s day for the better. Or someone can be the one to encourage and inspire and change your day for the better. Just be aware of your surroundings and how God is using you for his divine plan.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
(POEM) Empty Me Out First
Why would I have the nerve
To get what I deserve
I had a full tank
Now I'm idling on reserve
You can laugh to the bank
I'll just walk it
In need of a ticket
For too long I parked it
Now I'll need a car kit
Just to keep her maintained
High maintenance
Because the previous owner was slipping
More like slacking
Eventually dipping
No gas. No oil. What's that sound
You hear a click or a tick
The wheels wobble around
And the breaks begin to stick
But that's okay
You can sell it get a new one
That will solve your problems. Today
Now back to the track
And the reason I'm attacked
I had a heart of gold
Now it's rusted and black
Will the coal miner take me back
Or am I a blood diamond that lacks
I used wear khakis but now I wear slacks
How fair is that
From a sweater vest to no vest at all
Just a tattered sweater that's best of all
The holes are stories
Each have their own dialog
Each a different narrator
Some might even try a song
But who will sing the words
If we hum to the beat
Who will dance around
If we only tap our feet
Dear God, I've lost value
At least I can no longer see it
I feel I'm feeling void
Am I falling into a deep pit
Please fill the void
Cuz I can't do it alone
I'm packing those steroids
But I'm not lifting at home
What does that mean
If i try to stay clean
I'm not working out enough
Yet I tell then to buy more weights
Yeah I'm a hypocrite
I wish it was the end of it
I'm ashamed of my life
When I live for myself
Put my life on the shelf
Take down a better word
I'm cattle, no, I'm a flock
A sheep with no wool. So absurd
Why do I grow it
Just to get taken away
I'm embarrassed to share
When joy is mistaken for pain
I'm in need of rain
Because my fields are dry
Too many rose bushes
With thorns and no peddles, why
If the soil is hard
Please make it soft
I need these seeds to grow
Plant them and watch them stop
I would rather see them talk
And share their journey
Living with extra dirt
Loving the oh so worldly
So what's the mission
In this matrix of a labyrinth
I'ma praise the LORD daily
Not just the sabbath
This life was never mine
Here, you can have it
Back. Forget this habitat
I'm leaving this place
And I'm not coming back
I have a home being built
I will choke out all my guilt
Because in order to be felt
You have to understand His will
Let it be done
Through his only son
That is what he gave
Even though it was you he made
So can that be saved
Before you reach the grave
Some would love to be remade
Not me though. No.
I would rather be forgave
To get what I deserve
I had a full tank
Now I'm idling on reserve
You can laugh to the bank
I'll just walk it
In need of a ticket
For too long I parked it
Now I'll need a car kit
Just to keep her maintained
High maintenance
Because the previous owner was slipping
More like slacking
Eventually dipping
No gas. No oil. What's that sound
You hear a click or a tick
The wheels wobble around
And the breaks begin to stick
But that's okay
You can sell it get a new one
That will solve your problems. Today
Now back to the track
And the reason I'm attacked
I had a heart of gold
Now it's rusted and black
Will the coal miner take me back
Or am I a blood diamond that lacks
I used wear khakis but now I wear slacks
How fair is that
From a sweater vest to no vest at all
Just a tattered sweater that's best of all
The holes are stories
Each have their own dialog
Each a different narrator
Some might even try a song
But who will sing the words
If we hum to the beat
Who will dance around
If we only tap our feet
Dear God, I've lost value
At least I can no longer see it
I feel I'm feeling void
Am I falling into a deep pit
Please fill the void
Cuz I can't do it alone
I'm packing those steroids
But I'm not lifting at home
What does that mean
If i try to stay clean
I'm not working out enough
Yet I tell then to buy more weights
Yeah I'm a hypocrite
I wish it was the end of it
I'm ashamed of my life
When I live for myself
Put my life on the shelf
Take down a better word
I'm cattle, no, I'm a flock
A sheep with no wool. So absurd
Why do I grow it
Just to get taken away
I'm embarrassed to share
When joy is mistaken for pain
I'm in need of rain
Because my fields are dry
Too many rose bushes
With thorns and no peddles, why
If the soil is hard
Please make it soft
I need these seeds to grow
Plant them and watch them stop
I would rather see them talk
And share their journey
Living with extra dirt
Loving the oh so worldly
So what's the mission
In this matrix of a labyrinth
I'ma praise the LORD daily
Not just the sabbath
This life was never mine
Here, you can have it
Back. Forget this habitat
I'm leaving this place
And I'm not coming back
I have a home being built
I will choke out all my guilt
Because in order to be felt
You have to understand His will
Let it be done
Through his only son
That is what he gave
Even though it was you he made
So can that be saved
Before you reach the grave
Some would love to be remade
Not me though. No.
I would rather be forgave
Sunday, October 24, 2010
#BlessedAre - The Merciful ~ Sermon: @JohnFehlen
Blessed Are; The merciful. Matthew 5:7, 38-48
Pastor John Fehlen
West Salem Foursquare Church
www.WSFC.org
October 24h, 2010
POEM:
At the sermon on the mount, is where it all begins
do you hold it to the core; revengeful relationships?
next there are those, with resentful attitudes
but we should reflect on Matt. 5's beatitudes
Draw emotional lines, invisible, imaginary
in your heart you pay them back, that is scary
swirling with anxiety + frustration is common
anticipation isn't stoppin', but it needs to be stoppin'
Are you the patron saint of grudges?
a grudge mentality leaves us without judges
we don't want to end up blind and sightless
a law of Lamech, we all got to fight this
This type of thought must be neutralized
what we need is mercy, make it supersized
what does it mean and look like to have mercy?
grab urgency, and take them, it's an emergency
MERCY - responds to human pain
MERCY - allows the LORD to reign
MERCY - pursues the future things
MERCY - forgives the past & sings
MERCY - is no respecter of persons
MERCY - is what we are(n't) deservin'
MERCY - even when we feel worthless
MERCY - was paid in full with Christ's purchase
If you suffer, you hide; which they expect
sometimes you share yourself, its the 'birthday effect'
doing it alone, can't carry pain on our own
heavy is the royalty, that sits upon that thrown
Think outside the hash-marks, stop stepping in puddles
people are trying to break up our little 'holy huddles'
they feel as though, there is not enough bandwidth
how can they tear the iron curtain or withstand it
Don't think that it's "Us four and No more"
befriend the peculiar trust more and know more
this isn't a club that is exclusive either
this is all inclusive make no excuse neither
Let's extend mercy to those with no arm and no leg
this is our body our family, we don't need t beg
how many cripples do you know in this walk?
how many mutes are more than willing to talk?
MERCY - responds to human pain
MERCY - allows the LORD to reign
MERCY - pursues the future things
MERCY - forgives the past & sings
MERCY - is no respecter of persons
MERCY - is what we are(n't) deservin'
MERCY - even when we feel worthless
MERCY - was paid in full with Christ's purchase
SCRIPTURE:
Matthew 5:7
Matthew 5:38-38
Matthew 18
Matthew 23
Genesis 4
Leviticus 24
Exodus 21
Deuteronomy 19
Psalm 41
Galatians 6:1-5
James 2:13
James 3:17
Pastor John Fehlen
West Salem Foursquare Church
www.WSFC.org
October 24h, 2010
POEM:
At the sermon on the mount, is where it all begins
do you hold it to the core; revengeful relationships?
next there are those, with resentful attitudes
but we should reflect on Matt. 5's beatitudes
Draw emotional lines, invisible, imaginary
in your heart you pay them back, that is scary
swirling with anxiety + frustration is common
anticipation isn't stoppin', but it needs to be stoppin'
Are you the patron saint of grudges?
a grudge mentality leaves us without judges
we don't want to end up blind and sightless
a law of Lamech, we all got to fight this
This type of thought must be neutralized
what we need is mercy, make it supersized
what does it mean and look like to have mercy?
grab urgency, and take them, it's an emergency
MERCY - responds to human pain
MERCY - allows the LORD to reign
MERCY - pursues the future things
MERCY - forgives the past & sings
MERCY - is no respecter of persons
MERCY - is what we are(n't) deservin'
MERCY - even when we feel worthless
MERCY - was paid in full with Christ's purchase
If you suffer, you hide; which they expect
sometimes you share yourself, its the 'birthday effect'
doing it alone, can't carry pain on our own
heavy is the royalty, that sits upon that thrown
Think outside the hash-marks, stop stepping in puddles
people are trying to break up our little 'holy huddles'
they feel as though, there is not enough bandwidth
how can they tear the iron curtain or withstand it
Don't think that it's "Us four and No more"
befriend the peculiar trust more and know more
this isn't a club that is exclusive either
this is all inclusive make no excuse neither
Let's extend mercy to those with no arm and no leg
this is our body our family, we don't need t beg
how many cripples do you know in this walk?
how many mutes are more than willing to talk?
MERCY - responds to human pain
MERCY - allows the LORD to reign
MERCY - pursues the future things
MERCY - forgives the past & sings
MERCY - is no respecter of persons
MERCY - is what we are(n't) deservin'
MERCY - even when we feel worthless
MERCY - was paid in full with Christ's purchase
SCRIPTURE:
Matthew 5:7
Matthew 5:38-38
Matthew 18
Matthew 23
Genesis 4
Leviticus 24
Exodus 21
Deuteronomy 19
Psalm 41
Galatians 6:1-5
James 2:13
James 3:17
Friday, October 22, 2010
#BlessedAre - The Pure In Heart ~ Sermon: @JohnFehlen Poem: @Treborn
Blessed Are; The pure in heart. Matthew 5:8
Pastor John Fehlen
West Salem Foursquare Church
www.WSFC.org
October 17th, 2010
POEM:
No one wakes up and makes a decision
It starts slow. Like a great incision
Walking on tracks and grazed by a train
Live to walk away to explain
You gotta kill'em when they're small
Issues in life grow to be tall
You need more than counsel and rehab
The cost to pay could really be bad
Before we are broken. Need to be spoken
End up broke'n nobody's jokin'
Look at the beatitudes and see - don't stare
See the state of our minds mouth and marriage
Can our brain be stopped with purity
Let's be frank and touch on adultery
It's not just for men, it's meant for far more
For humanity. The city slicker and farmer
Men feel convicted but women should too
Walkin'round with a red 'A'. Know it could be you
Damage, it's a battle. It's epic so stay sound
The mind is known as the devil's playground
A subversive level is where we approach
We need hyperbole to multiply like a roach
Never committed adultery. But my heart
I've thought in attempt. That is the start
Sensualized and sexualized on the daily
We need discipline, symbolism, not plainly
If it were literal, we'd enter the kingdom
Without an eye or member. We can't see'em
Stumblin' with our stubs. Living on weak sin
Stutterin' in our duds. It's a touch weekend
Blind men, are like the bleeding Pharisees
Even paperbacks are bound. It's clear to see
Deal with the root. No doubt.
What were you thinking... About?
Behind the blindfold
What if it slips? Well, I'm told
It's a wardrobe malfunction. Yup
Similar to a dysfunctional step
Renew the mind. With the word
A tilt towards the right. Haven't you heard
Cut in on it. And re-orientate yourself
Refill like Phil & his 4:8 philter for health
Pull up a chair. This is tough right here
Approach it with caution but not a fear
No legalism no liberalism either
The Bible is authoritative. Let's be there
God is so gracious. We are gentle
make your heartfelt concern mental
no need to expound with the code words
if it's in context, & if you know verbs
You must control it. Before it breaks out
yield with caution. Before the breaks go out
God has always been elevating women
but society has been down on them
Answer with a question. Find the heart of the matter
Not a commandment. It was permitted. No chatter
He acknowledged it. Not promoted it
Diagnosed it. But he didn't invent it
SCRIPTURE:
Matthew 5:8
Titus 1:15
Matthew 5:27-37
Philippians 4:7-8
Psalm 19
Matthew 19:3-9
1 Corinthians 7 & 8
Deut. 24
NOTES:
1. The state of your mind // Matthew 5:27-30
~Renew it (Romans 12:1)
~Refill it (Philippians 4:7-8)
2. The state of your marriages // Matthew 5:31-32
~Divorce and remarriage, although contrary to God's original intent, are not unforgivable
~Most couple seeking divorce today do so for unbiblical reasons
~Remarriage should not be pursued when the possibility of reconciliation is available
~Marriage vows can be maintained regardless of any Biblical 'exceptions.' The power of God can heal and restore
3. The state of your mouth // Matthew 5:33-37
~Hold it (Proverbs 17:27-28)
~Heal it (Luke 6:45)
FINAL THOUGHTS:
When we ask why it is necessary for Jesus to preach a sermon of this kind, we find that the answer is to be found in the fact that sin separates us from God. If Jesus' first words are 'love God' and 'love your neighbor', the intervening words becomes, "I have difficulty doing that; and in fact, it is utterly impossible for me to do so out of my own resources because I am cut off from God, and I am separated from my neighbor." Jesus would have not demanded that we love God and love our neighbor if we were not confronted by the problem of sin. He suggests throughout his message that the problem of sin is not located primarily in our overt interactions with one another, but is to be found, instead, in the heart.
Carl Vaught in 'The Sermon on the Mount'
Pastor John Fehlen
West Salem Foursquare Church
www.WSFC.org
October 17th, 2010
POEM:
No one wakes up and makes a decision
It starts slow. Like a great incision
Walking on tracks and grazed by a train
Live to walk away to explain
You gotta kill'em when they're small
Issues in life grow to be tall
You need more than counsel and rehab
The cost to pay could really be bad
Before we are broken. Need to be spoken
End up broke'n nobody's jokin'
Look at the beatitudes and see - don't stare
See the state of our minds mouth and marriage
Can our brain be stopped with purity
Let's be frank and touch on adultery
It's not just for men, it's meant for far more
For humanity. The city slicker and farmer
Men feel convicted but women should too
Walkin'round with a red 'A'. Know it could be you
Damage, it's a battle. It's epic so stay sound
The mind is known as the devil's playground
A subversive level is where we approach
We need hyperbole to multiply like a roach
Never committed adultery. But my heart
I've thought in attempt. That is the start
Sensualized and sexualized on the daily
We need discipline, symbolism, not plainly
If it were literal, we'd enter the kingdom
Without an eye or member. We can't see'em
Stumblin' with our stubs. Living on weak sin
Stutterin' in our duds. It's a touch weekend
Blind men, are like the bleeding Pharisees
Even paperbacks are bound. It's clear to see
Deal with the root. No doubt.
What were you thinking... About?
Behind the blindfold
What if it slips? Well, I'm told
It's a wardrobe malfunction. Yup
Similar to a dysfunctional step
Renew the mind. With the word
A tilt towards the right. Haven't you heard
Cut in on it. And re-orientate yourself
Refill like Phil & his 4:8 philter for health
Pull up a chair. This is tough right here
Approach it with caution but not a fear
No legalism no liberalism either
The Bible is authoritative. Let's be there
God is so gracious. We are gentle
make your heartfelt concern mental
no need to expound with the code words
if it's in context, & if you know verbs
You must control it. Before it breaks out
yield with caution. Before the breaks go out
God has always been elevating women
but society has been down on them
Answer with a question. Find the heart of the matter
Not a commandment. It was permitted. No chatter
He acknowledged it. Not promoted it
Diagnosed it. But he didn't invent it
SCRIPTURE:
Matthew 5:8
Titus 1:15
Matthew 5:27-37
Philippians 4:7-8
Psalm 19
Matthew 19:3-9
1 Corinthians 7 & 8
Deut. 24
NOTES:
1. The state of your mind // Matthew 5:27-30
~Renew it (Romans 12:1)
~Refill it (Philippians 4:7-8)
2. The state of your marriages // Matthew 5:31-32
~Divorce and remarriage, although contrary to God's original intent, are not unforgivable
~Most couple seeking divorce today do so for unbiblical reasons
~Remarriage should not be pursued when the possibility of reconciliation is available
~Marriage vows can be maintained regardless of any Biblical 'exceptions.' The power of God can heal and restore
3. The state of your mouth // Matthew 5:33-37
~Hold it (Proverbs 17:27-28)
~Heal it (Luke 6:45)
FINAL THOUGHTS:
When we ask why it is necessary for Jesus to preach a sermon of this kind, we find that the answer is to be found in the fact that sin separates us from God. If Jesus' first words are 'love God' and 'love your neighbor', the intervening words becomes, "I have difficulty doing that; and in fact, it is utterly impossible for me to do so out of my own resources because I am cut off from God, and I am separated from my neighbor." Jesus would have not demanded that we love God and love our neighbor if we were not confronted by the problem of sin. He suggests throughout his message that the problem of sin is not located primarily in our overt interactions with one another, but is to be found, instead, in the heart.
Carl Vaught in 'The Sermon on the Mount'
Monday, October 11, 2010
A poem of Hurt
09/22/10
I look around and what do I see
too many brutes many of them can't see
I can't believe how much hurt there is
nine gifts of H.S. have they heard of this
What could you purchase that's above the law
I would rather stand in love with awe
but how can one handle hurt in my country
for the love (of $) people are sold out for money
No doubt the gold they hold out with pity
there's hurt in my state and hurt in my city
no mistake to make take a break be col
there is hurt in my 'hood and hurt in this school
Pain can be felt can't you feel the pain
it smells like wet dirt hurt pours like rain
how simply can I explain the same thing
over and over again and even if I sing
Who would even hear how I feel so alive
if all are so deaf like Lamentations five
many laugh and hide but they don't lack pride
deep down inside superficial feelings reside
Who could ever hide from reliving hurt
I would rather relieve my body from dirt
how would that work keep it separated
it's hard if we made it don't grad be educated
I look around and what do I see
too many brutes many of them can't see
I can't believe how much hurt there is
nine gifts of H.S. have they heard of this
What could you purchase that's above the law
I would rather stand in love with awe
but how can one handle hurt in my country
for the love (of $) people are sold out for money
No doubt the gold they hold out with pity
there's hurt in my state and hurt in my city
no mistake to make take a break be col
there is hurt in my 'hood and hurt in this school
Pain can be felt can't you feel the pain
it smells like wet dirt hurt pours like rain
how simply can I explain the same thing
over and over again and even if I sing
Who would even hear how I feel so alive
if all are so deaf like Lamentations five
many laugh and hide but they don't lack pride
deep down inside superficial feelings reside
Who could ever hide from reliving hurt
I would rather relieve my body from dirt
how would that work keep it separated
it's hard if we made it don't grad be educated
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