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Tuesday, February 14, 2012

I Hate Valentines Day

For Christs love compels us 2nd Cor. 5:14

O.K. call me the grinch of Valentines Day. I just don't like it. Not because I don't have someone in my life to shower with affection. I don't like the fact that there are people out there that are alone and it makes them feel that much more isolated. Because it focuses so much on relationship love we forget there are many types of love.

Really folks do we need a national day to declare our undying love for another. Shouldn't I be able to tell you how special you are in my life?

Can't I say words of endearment without a person wondering what the catch is or putting on their track shoes? When I love I am so much more alive. I see rainbows and get excited. If people can comprehend that I want to give and expect nothing in return then hopefully they will learn that God's love is free for the asking.
If Christ's love compels us then we would cast off the shackles and love abundantly everyday. We wouldn't need a holiday to declare our devotion to one another. It would be a constant overflowing and have the force of a tornado.

Nothing would hold us back to want to pray often and for each other. As quickly as a need was spoken words would fly. This is  the foundation I want to offer. This is the hand I want to extend. This is the heart I want to give away.

God's love compels me to want to be with you, fellowship with you and stand in church and praise His name together. This is a genuine, irresistible desire to follow Christ together.

This coming holiday let us give wings to a heart that loves like Christ. Let us take the opportunity to say, " Your friendship is vital to my walk with Christ." Then those that are lonely will know that they are a special friend and that they have touched your life.

Special Friend
I am looking for that special friend
Who can build me up in Christ.
Who can set my feet on solid ground
And challenge me in my spiritual life.
This special friend will call me
And tell me what God did today.
This special friend will need me
To laugh with them and to pray.
We'll share a time of refreshment,
Of joy, of comfort and love.
Our hearts will soar like eagles,
Our eyes searching high above.
Our hands will reach out to Jesus
Rejoicing in all that He's done.
Humble, meek and so thankful
That God would send us His Son.
Yes, I'm looking for that special friend.
Can I count on you today?
To lift me up towards heavens glory
In all that we do and say?
Brad McGill
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Sunday, March 13, 2011

One Day You Will Fly

And who soever was not found in the book of life was cast into the book of fire. Rev20:15

The other night I was awakened at 3:00 A.M by a noise in my kitchen.I kept hearing clanging and clanking and I was not sure what was gong on. I walked out to a roommate that was on a mission. He had the oven completely torn apart and was cleaning every crevice of it. He had mentioned that while wiping something up he discovered the oven was one step away from a house fire. His quick actions may have avoided a tradgedy.

We have all looked tradgedy in the eyes. At ten years old a tornado touched down in Minnesota and ripped my neighbors from thier home. I awoke to find his skull crushed by a pontoon boat and his leg hanging from a tree. Some tradgedies can be avoided. If only the work-a-holic husband had taken time to get his heart checked. If only the furnace had been serviced, the co2 monitor installed. If only the drunk driver would have taken a cab.

There is another tragedy that awaits many that walk right beside us. It is the walking tradgedy of the lost. This is the tradgedy of their souls cast into the lake of fire. The believer does not have to spend much time thinking of this. Or does he? Just because our names are written in the book do we stop thinking of the reality of seperation from Christ? Should we not anguish for thier punishment and does that not compel you to open your mouth and speak? Is your heart so far removed from this pain that it does not compel you to get off the Face Book addiction and pray, gain knowledge and find compassion for the lost?

To be lost in Hell the Hebrew  word in the Old Testament is olam which means eternal. The Greek word in the New testament is aei meaning always. Our family and our friends will face endless punishment. They will be in a state of everlasting burning. Isaiah 33:14, shalll never see light Psalm 49:19. I believe if the sinner were to know of Hell before he got there he would repent. 

The other day I saw a catipillar on the ground slowly making his way up my driveway. I thought how foolish of me if I were to pick it up and explain" One day you will fly. One day you will be a beautiful butterfly. You will not be crawling around on the ground but you will have wings to float where you choose. You will be re-born, regenerated."

When we see the lost may we see with spiritual eyes. The sinner set free. A new creation in Christ. A walking miracle.

One Day

One day the lost shall be found
And up from the ground
They shall fly.

The old heart lost
Transformed and transfixed
The old self slaughtered to die.

A miracle in waiting
The sinner starts stating,
" I was blind but now I can see."

My Father, my Savior
My first love, my last
I will never be a tradgedy.

Brad McGill
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Sunday, February 20, 2011

One Day You Will Fly



 And who soever was not found in the book of life was cast into the book of fire. Rev20:15

The other night I was awakened at 3:00 A.M by a noise in my kitchen.I kept hearing clanging and clanking and I was not sure what was gong on. I walked out to a roommate that was on a mission. He had the oven completely torn apart and was cleaning every crevice of it. He had mentioned that while wiping something up he discovered the oven was one step away from a house fire. His quick actions may have avoided a tradgedy.

We have all looked tradgedy in the eyes. At ten years old a tornado touched down in Minnesota and ripped my neighbors from thier home. I awoke to find his skull crushed by a pontoon boat and his leg hanging from a tree. Some tradgedies can be avoided. If only the work-a-holic husband had taken time to get his heart checked. If only the furnace had been serviced, the co2 monitor installed. If only the drunk driver would have taken a cab.

There is another tragedy that awaits many that walk right beside us. It is the walking tradgedy of the lost. This is the tradgedy of their souls cast into the lake of fire. The believer does not have to spend much time thinking of this. Or does he? Just because our names are written in the book do we stop thinking of the reality of seperation from Christ? Should we not anguish for thier punishment and does that not compel you to open your mouth and speak? Is your heart so far removed from this pain that it does not compel you to get off the Face Book addiction and pray, gain knowledge and find compassion for the lost?

To be lost in Hell the Hebrew  word in the Old Testament is olam which means eternal. The Greek word in the New testament is aei meaning always. Our family and our friends will face endless punishment. They will be in a state of everlasting burning. Isaiah 33:14, shalll never see light Psalm 49:19. I believe if the sinner were to know of Hell before he got there he would repent. 

The other day I saw a catipillar on the ground slowly making his way up my driveway. I thought how foolish of me if I were to pick it up and explain" One day you will fly. One day you will be a beautiful butterfly. You will not be crawling around on the ground but you will have wings to float where you choose. You will be re-born, regenerated."

When we see the lost may we see with spiritual eyes. The sinner set free. A new creation in Christ. A walking miracle.

One Day

One day the lost shall be found
And up from the ground
They shall fly.

The old heart lost
Transformed and transfixed
The old self slaughtered to die.

A miracle in waiting
The sinner starts stating,
" I was blind but now I can see."

My Father, my Savior
My first love, my last
I will never be a tradgedy.

Brad McGill
All Rights Reserved

Saturday, December 25, 2010

I Would Have Done It Different

Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you. Luke 2:11

I would have done things different if I was the Lord. I woud not have used a baby to be the Savior of the world. He would have come with magnificent blood lines. A King that all looked up to and feared. There would have been a party with a huge celebration. And not one man on earth would show any indignation.

I wouldn't have placed Him in a manger like a helpless, hopeless man. He wouldn't be a pauper with no place to lay His head. And there certainly would'nt have been a miraculous conception.. Way too much to try to explain there and room for misconception. 

But God, who knows all and sees all had the perfect plan. He sent us a Savior that each and every one could identify with. He sent us a Savior that we could relate to. He was well aware that some day each of us would come face to face and have to make a decision.

It all started with a child to fullfill the promise. The Savior of the world would come as a child to reach each one of us individually. God sent His only son to meet us personally. It takes a child like faith to believe. Christmas is not about children but about becoming a child of God.

God has a gift for you this year and it has your name on it. Do not reject the best gift that has ever been given to you. Acknowledge Him as your Savior. Whisper the words that you believe He came to save you. Make it personable. Take what is freely given unto you. Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ and ye shall be saved.

I would have done it different
If I was the Lord.
He would have come with majesty
And an announcement so bold.

He wouldn't be a pauper
With no where to sleep.
There wouldn't be wise men
A manger and sheep.

But God knew what we needed
When He gave us His son.
A baby grown to manhood
That we could know as one.

A Savior that was perfect
That washed away my sin.
Who carries me to the foot of the cross
So I can begin again.

Brad McGill
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