“Perhaps you’ve seen images or heard descriptions of what Jesus went through on the cross. It was the most gruesome and most tormenting death that the Roman authorities of that time could produce. It was carried out by highly skilled Roman guards who were trained to inflict the most pain over the longest period of time. It was a slow and brutal method of execution, not to mention the most publicly humiliating way to die. The pain was so bad that we even created a new word to describe it – excruciating (Latin: crux – cross, crucifixion).”
(Chapter 8 – Paid in Full, pg 63)
From Cary Schmidt’s Done.: What most religions don’t tell you about the Bible
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Lord, high and holy, meek and lowly, You have brought me to the valley of vision, where I live in the depths but see You in the heights; hemmed in by mountains of sin I behold your glory. Let me learn by paradox that the way down is the way up, that to be low is to be high, that the broken heart is the healed heart, that the contrite spirit is the rejoicing spirit, that the repenting soul is the victorious soul, that to have nothing is to possess all, that to bear the cross is to wear the crown, that to give is to receive, that the valley is the place of vision. Lord, in the daytime, stars can be seen from deepest wells, and the deeper the wells the brighter Your stars shine; let me find Your light in my darkness, Your life in my death, Your joy in my sorrow, Your grace in my sin, Your riches in my poverty, Your glory in my valley.
(Adapted from The Valley of Vision: A Collection of Puritan Prayers & Devotions)
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The cost of fuel is up yet again, and as a result, the cost of living goes up again.
A litre of petrol cost me 94 bob on the first day of 2011. From tomorrow, the equivalent quantity will cost 124.13 bob representing a 24 % increase in less than a year, and now at its highest levels ever. The ripple effect will be an increase in cost of basic commodities: food stuffs, given the economy’s reliance on fossil fuel.
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After 5 years of being a written and performing poet [Spoken Word artist], Number8 launches his debut album, REBUILDING on Saturday 10th September. This will be done through a concert that, just like the album, will take you through a grace-laced journey of faith.
NOTE: There will be two identical events on the same day. The first will be at 2-4pm and the second one will be at 5-7pm.
CHARGES: 250 Shillings.
Get tickets from WELLS BOOKSHOP – NAKUMATT LIFESTYLE, 1ST FLOOR. Alternatively, buy using MPESA on 0725782227. First, call Rose on this number to confirm availability for the show you want and afterwards buy on the same number. Or if I (Number8) am at a gig, you can get from me then…! BUT, GET YOUR TICKETS IN ADVANCE – VERY IMPORTANT. Shalom… #Rebuilding
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One of my favourite hymns:
In Christ alone my hope is found,
He is my light, my strength, my song;
this Cornerstone, this solid Ground,
firm through the fiercest drought and storm.
What heights of love, what depths of peace,
when fears are stilled, when strivings cease!
My Comforter, my All in All,
here in the love of Christ I stand.
In Christ alone! who took on flesh
Fulness of God in helpless babe!
This gift of love and righteousness
Scorned by the ones he came to save:
Till on that cross as Jesus died,
The wrath of God was satisfied -
For every sin on Him was laid;
Here in the death of Christ I live.
There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain:
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave he rose again!
And as He stands in victory
Sin’s curse has lost its grip on me,
For I am His and He is mine -
Bought with the precious blood of Christ.
No guilt in life, no fear in death,
This is the power of Christ in me;
From life’s first cry to final breath.
Jesus commands my destiny.
No power of hell, no scheme of man,
Can ever pluck me from His hand;
Till He returns or calls me home,
Here in the power of Christ I’ll stand.
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