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Emergent Cult Quotes Part One

"What if there are thousands of John Calvins out there.... what if God decided to make a lot of them gay?" –– Brian McLaren , Lecture at Princeton Theological Seminary, Nov. 2005 Brian McLaren's response when asked about gay marriage: "You know what, the thing that breaks my heart is that there's no way I can answer it without hurting someone on either side." ––Brian McLaren, Time magazine interview, February 2005 ~~~ "I hesitate in answering "the homosexual question" not because I'm a cowardly flip-flopper who wants to tickle ears, but because I am a pastor, and pastors have learned from Jesus that there is more to answering a question than being right or even honest: we must also be . . . pastoral. That means understanding the question beneath the question, the need or fear or hope or assumption that motivates the question." --Brian McLaren on the Homosexual Question, Out of Ur, Jan. 2006 ~~~ "Frankly, many of us don't know...

The Old Cross and the New by A.W. Tozer

The Old Cross and the New ALL UNANNOUNCED AND MOSTLY UNDETECTED there has come in modern times a new cross into popular evangelical circles. It is like the old cross, but different: the likenesses are superficial; the differences, fundamental. From this new cross has sprung a new philosophy of the Christian life, and from that new philosophy has come a new evangelical technique-a new type of meeting and a new kind of preaching. This new evangelism employs the same language as the old, but its content is not the same and its emphasis not as before. The old cross would have no truck with the world. For Adam's proud flesh it meant the end of the journey. It carried into effect the sentence imposed by the law of Sinai. The new cross is not opposed to the human race; rather, it is a friendly pal and, if understood aright, it is the source of oceans of good clean fun and innocent enjoyment. It lets Adam live without interference. His life motivation is unchanged; he still lives ...

Real Revival

From "WHY REVIVAL TARRIES" -by Leonard Ravenhill. Today God is bypassing men -- not because they are too ignorant, but because they are too self-sufficient. Brethren, our abilities are our handicaps, and our talents our stumbling blocks! Elijah lived with God. He thought about the nation's sin like God; he grieved over sin like God; he spoke against sin like God. He was all passion in his prayers and passionate in his denunciation of evil in the land. He had no smooth preaching. Passion fired his preaching, and his words were on the hearts of men as molten metal on their flesh. Brethren, if we will do God's work in God's way, at God's time, with God's power, we shall have God's blessing and the devil's curses. When God opens the windows of heaven to bless us, the devil will open the doors of hell to blast us. God's smile means the devil's frown! Mere preachers may help anybody and hurt nobody; but prophets will stir everybody and madden som...

Singing Like you Never Sang Before

We have to pray with our eyes on God, not on the difficulties. Oswald Chambers There are times when we get 'side-swiped.' When Finally for a short time since the last time..... it's seemingly All quiet on the Northern Front when 'Bamm' faster than Emerill Lagasse can throw a shoemaker spice blend into a pot of Alligator Gumbo....adversity of the tailoredkind, special reserve blend comes to wield it's perfect work striking it's poker hot flame to our lives. Overwhelmed like standing over Pork Loins being blackened for a 200 person wedding...we choke for a moment while billows of black smoke rise..we're searching for the exit sign...for clean air. Then 60 seconds later...we're fixed...not going to run anywhere but to Dad. We run boldy to Him for we've learned His arms are our only refuge. With Him the air is cool and clear.....His Heart is Full with mercy and grace for our every need. Our overwhelmed heart is led by grace to the Rock that is hi...

Poem for a Moday Mourning

I prayed for strength, and then I lost awhile All sense of nearness, human and divine; The love I leaned on failed and pierced my heart, The hands I clung to loosed themselves from mine; But while I swayed, weak, trembling, and alone, The everlasting arms upheld my own. I prayed for light; the sun went down in clouds, The moon was darkened by a misty doubt, The stars of heaven were dimmed by earthly fears, And all my little candle flames burned out; But while I sat in shadow, wrapped in night, The face of Christ made all the darkness bright. I prayed for peace, and dreamed of restful ease, A slumber drugged from pain, a hushed repose; Above my head the skies were black with storm, And fiercer grew the onslaught of my foes; But while the battle raged, and wild winds blew, I heard His voice and Perfect peace I knew. I thank Thee, Lord, Thou wert too wise to heed My feeble prayers, and answer as I sought, Since these rich gifts Thy bounty has bestowed Have brought me more than all I asked...

Quote for a Sunday Mourning

"For myself, I fear any kind of religious stir among Christians that does not lead to repentance and result in a sharp separation of the believer from the world. I am suspicious of any organized revival effort that is forced to play down the hard terms of the Kingdom. No matter how attractive the movement may appear, if it is not founded in righteousness and nurtured in humility it is not of God. If it exploits the flesh it is a religious fraud and should not have the support of any God-fearing Christian. Only that is of God which honors the Spirit and prospers at the expense of the human ego. "That, according as it is written, He that glorieth, let him glory in the Lord." - A.W. Tozer, The Divine Conquest

You Shall Know Them

If It Looks Like A Duck Walks Like a Duck Smells Like a Duck Quacks Like a Duck Acts Like a Duck Chances are real good my friend it really is gen-u-ine Duck sincerely, a former Duck We live in a hyper sensitive politically correct culture taught to never call 'ducks ducks'. My Grandmother always called a 'spade a spade'. Spade is just another word for Duck. I always loved that about her. There was safety and trust in knowing that what you saw was what you got. Then I came to Christ and learned that God who is Truth spoke in truth. He adds up; What he says about Himself and what he does. HE who is reality brings people into reality through His Son. Today in the church we have thrown the Gospel and Biblical 'common sense' to the wind and have embraced every strange doctrine, every current trend; too many lies. I have wondered about all the people who watched the Duck. They act out like the characters of the famous story, The Emperor's New Clothes....the Emper...