Changing the world for one child by Cheryl Swanson
Dear pro-abortion politicians: when you say ‘abortion,’ is this what you mean? by Fr. Frank Pavone
The Dangers of Abortion – New Studies Reveal Risks by Fr. John Flynn, LC
Euthanasia is out of control in the Netherlands – New Dutch Statistics by Alex Schadenberg
The lyrics read:
Those abortion papers
Signed in your name against the words of God
Those abortion papers
Think about life, I’d like to have my child
The Groans of Creation by Pastor Mark Doecke – “To say we live in an era of massive change is to state one massive cliché!”
Is Tim Tebow a Chauvinist? by Rev. Dr. Russell D. Moore
What do Ludwig von Beethoven, Justin Bieber and Tim Tebow have in common? by Dr. Peters Saunders
Ray Comfort included the following in his weekly e-newsletter dated September 25, 2012. I guess we shouldn’t be surprised–but still.
I was very moved by a heartrending letter featured recently on a PBS program about the American Civil War. It put a face on the death of Lt. Col. Wilder Dwight of the 2nd Massachusetts Infantry at Antietam.
Dated September 17, 1862, it was addressed to “Dear Mother” and began “Near Sharpsburg. On the field.” Dwight’s handwriting was clear and steady as he spoke of the weather, that they were beginning to engage the enemy, and that he was “very well so far.”
Then the writing degenerated into a scrawl as he added, “Dearest mother, I am wounded so as to be helpless. Good bye if so it must be. I think I die in victory. Dearest love to father and all my dear brothers. Our troops have left the part of the field where I lay.”
I was so moved by his letter that I searched it out online and found that, for some reason, PBS had omitted three short sentences: “God defend our country. I trust in God and love you all to the last. All is well with those that have faith.”
“Love Thy Brother” by Rev. Ken Klaus – “There is an old expression which says, ‘Ministers see people at their best; lawyers see them at their worst, and doctors see them as they really are.’ If that’s true, then television reporters see them at their most tragic.”
I heard this story the other day on the David Jeremiah radio program. He shared a story from a book by Philip Yancey. Here’s an excerpt
One of the best examples is given right at the very end of the book, where Jessye Norman appears at rock concert at Wembley.
Rock groups play all day at a concert to celebrate the new found freedoms in Nelson Mandela’s South Africa. An Afro-American is the grand finale, but it is not what the crowd wants. She walks on stage in traditional African dress, an opera diva, but unrecognised by this crowd. With no accompaniment, her powerful voice sings Amazing Grace.
The crowd are restless, it is starting to look ugly, but she begins to sing, very slowly, a lone voice all alone:
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost but now am found –
Was blind, but now I see.
The crowd falls silent. By the time she is into the second verse, she has the crowd in her hands, by the time she reaches the third verse, several thousand rock fans are singing along.
What happened that night? Everyone knows the power of what is a hymn, written over two hundred years ago by a slave trader, John Newton, who was later in his life to join William Wilberforce in his fight against slavery (and according to Jessye Norman, may have been based upon an earlier slave song). A hymn that became the anthem of the Civil Rights and anti-Vietnam War movement in the US in the 1960s. Jessye Norman confesses she had no idea what happened that night, what amazing power descended on Wembley that night.
Philip Yancey believes he knows what power descended out of the darkness that night:
Jessye Norman later confessed she had no idea what power descended on Wembley Stadium that night. I think I know. The world thirsts for grace. When grace descends, the world falls silent before it.
Grace was the most important message Jesus brought to the world, a world which until then had been governed by the Law, the Law of Moses. He died on the Cross so that our sins may be forgiven, no matter how unworthy we might be.