DISCIPLE

"Tempus Fugit" No, friends,  it isn’t a new chocolate dessert, nor the name of some movie!  It’s a Latin expression that means, “time flies”.  Have you ever seen time fly? As children we used to ask the riddle:  “What happens when you thrown an alarm clock out the window?”  And after the briefest of pauses we supplied the answer that we thought only we knew:  “Time flies!”  But it is no joke, and February, the shortest month of the year, is a good time to remember how quickly time passes and how short our lives are.  The Psalmist puts it this way in Psalm 90:4-12: For a thousand years in Your sight are like yesterday when it is past,             And like a watch in the night.  You carry them away like a flood;             They are like a sleep. In the morning they are like grass which grows up:             In the morning it flourishes and gro...

A Poem By John Greenleaf Whittier (1807-1892) We search the world for truth. We cull The good, the true, the beautiful, From graven stone and written scroll, And all old flower fields of the soul; And, weary seekers of the best, We come back laden from our quest, To find that all the sages said Is in the Book our mothers read.

William Blane of South Africa wrote a poem called THE ATONEMENT. It takes up 22 pages in his book titled: Lays of Life and Hope. This is just one little part of his superb work. Th’ Atonement was no business act In which the Saviour did contract To undergo so many pains That He might cleanse so many’s stains. He gave His all—His life’s blood flowed To reconcile the world to God. ‘Twixt God and man, to close the rent, The spotless Lamb of God was sent. If all the sins of Adam’s race, With perfect justice to each case, In Heaven’s balances were laid, They would be utterly outweigh’d By Jesus’ death. The value lies All in th’ infinite sacrifice: When Christ for man was crucified, Th’ Creator for the creature died.