Sunday, August 10, 2014

A Blessed Heritage

 Do you see what this means — all these pioneers who blazed the way, all these veterans cheering us on? It means we’d better get on with it. Strip down, start running — and never quit! No extra spiritual fat, no parasitic sins. Keep your eyes on Jesus, Who both began and finished this race we’re in. Study how He did it. Because He never lost sight of where He was headed — that exhilarating finish in and with God — He could put up with anything along the way: Cross, shame, whatever. And now He’s there, in the place of honor, right alongside God. When you find yourselves flagging in your faith, go over that story again, item by item, that long litany of hostility He plowed through. That will shoot adrenaline into your souls!
Hebrews 12: 1–3 (The Message)

One of the stories concerning finding an ancestor on Thursday last: From 1875 genealogy: Ebenezer was born in NH, February 9th, 1764, and died in ME, February 19th, 1853. One day his father, Joshua, on going to town, left his wife at home. During the day, feeling that it was not well for her, in her delicate situation, to be alone, she went to the house of a neighbor, and was soon delivered of a fine boy. On returning, the father took the child in his arms, and said: "This boy's name shall be Ebenezer, for hitherto hath the Lord helped us."


Don't you know that I am thrilled to find these testimonies. I consider them encouragements for one sees the whole life from beginning to end — one after the next they ran the 
race — most usually they ran it well. What a blessed heritage.

Have a beautiful day!
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