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As legend tells it, many years ago in a certain church, on a very particular day, all the people were asked to bring great gifts to lay upon the altar.
All had been told that the greatest gift would cause a miracle. That at that moment a heavenly choir would burst forth with song.
And so they came, bringing boxes of gold, silver, jewels, and spices. All kind of wealth. A long line of hope and yet nothing happened. Silence. Unrelenting silence.
Then, slowly there came walking down the aisle a peasant girl.
Her tattered clothes hung loose. Her pale fingers almost luminescent as she moved toward the towering piles of magnificent offerings. Kneeling, she reached forward and put down…. her hands. . . and left them there.
For a long time she moved them not, offering them to God. They were all she had, and she gave them. Then softly, at first no louder than a whisper, came the sound of a celestial chorus, building to a crescendo.
The very walls reverberated with angel voices of acclamation. For yes, her gift was the greatest, the most wondrous; the gift of self.
Someone once wrote, “God takes a hand wherever He can find it. Here, the hand of a mother to guide her child; there, the hand of a neighbor to be a friend. The hands of those who believe.”
Why such emphasis on service? Because service is the rent we pay for the space we occupy. Hear this poem and consider it:
Christ has no hands but our hands
to do His work today.
Christ has no feet but our feet
to lead men in His way.
Christ has no tongue but our tongue
to tell men how He died.
Christ has no help but our help
to lead men to His side.
We are the only Bible
this careless world will read.
We are the sinner’s gospel,
we are the scoffers creed.
We are the worlds last message
written in deed and word.
What if the print is crooked,
what if the type is blurred?
What if our hands are busy
with other work than His?
What if our feet are walking
where sin’s allurement is?
What if our tongues are speaking
of things His lips would spurn?
How can we hope to help Him,
and hasten His return?
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During the days of his youth, this gentle giant did dally with Deism, but it must also be remembered that with passing years, spiritual wisdom took over.
An ongoing controversy argues, he was not a Christian because he was never baptized or joined a church.
It seems only fair to let his own words defend him against any who would doubt his faith. In 1846, with typical honesty he said what was and what wasn’t. “That I am not a member of any Christian church is true, but I have never denied the truth of the Scriptures, and I have never spoken with intentional disrespect of religion in general, or of any denomination of Christians in particular…”
It was not that he did not believe in Christ. He said he would gladly join any church that would not overwhelm him with dogma. So, it was not a cry against
Christianity, but a cry against Christians who, with determined zeal, had split up into over three hundred recognized denominations.
Though six foot four and weighing one hundred eighty-four pounds, Abraham Lincoln was never too big for his long-legged britches. He was not overly impressed with himself, always impressed by the works of the Almighty.
In his growing up he knew little of the thin two hundred square mile strip of civilization hugging the eastern coast. He would, of course, live and die there one day, this man who would travel so far from the wilderness to Washington.
Would travel, but never alone, for his was a soul attuned to heaven.
P.S. He was readying to join the church on the immediate Sunday after he was assassinated.
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