Die Schreiben von Schreiber

 In the beginning, God created a home that He shared with Adam and Eve. After a while, Adam and Eve left. When they were outside the home and the locks were changed, they were exceedingly sad. God promised them that One would come from her offspring and would bring the key to a new home. This created the Church; the People of God who lived with hope and faith in the Promise God made. Adam and Eve had sons. Cain did not want to be in the Church. His ego and pride were so great that what happened in the Church made him so mad he killed his brother. This created another church, a false church with the self as its god, culminating in Lamech, the archetypal sinner. Mankind grew and spread out over the earth. The church of the self grew also and was a blight upon creation. God baptized the world to wash away sin. Noah, his sons, his wife, and his son's wives, 8 souls in all remained after the baptism. They were the Church; the People of God, and they settled the land. Ham, unable to live...

I am filled with love, for the Lord will hear the voice of my supplication. Does this not immediately give peace to your heart? The Lord will hear us when we call to Him.There's never a time when He ignores us. Even if we feel that way, even if we are having a "dry time," God has not left us, and He has not stopped His ears to the sound of our prayer. Whatever the reason for the feeling of spiritual dryness, we can know for certain that He is faithful to His promise to never leave us nor forsake us. He will hear the voice of our supplication! For He hath inclined His ear unto me, and in my days will I call upon Him. He has inclined, He has bent toward us. He has approached us to hear our prayers like when we speak to one another closely and we move in to hear better. We will call upon Him because He has invited us to do so. Ask. Seek. Knock. "Draw near to God and He will draw near to you." He will lean in to hear your every word and thought. The pang...

O Lord, make me to know mine end, and the number of my days, what it is, that I may know what I lack. Behold, Thou hast made my days as the spans of a hand, and my being is as nothing before Thee. Nay, all things are vanity, every man living. Surely man walketh about like a phantom, nay, in vain doth he disquiet himself. He layeth up treasure, and knoweth not for whom he shall gather it. And now, what is my patient endurance? Is it not the Lord? Yea, my hope is from Thee. These words from Psalm 38* are a bold request to the Lord. Can you imagine knowing the very day of your death? Only a few saints were ever given this foresight, and when it happened it was "you will repose in three days." Not a lot of warning.  Based on the fact that very few saints were given this gift and those that were had only a few days before their end, it's reasonable to conclude that we can't handle it. If we knew that specific date appointed for us, I think there are two ways most of us wou...