Greetings sis Reis, et al;
As long as we dwell in this world we will be vexed by those outside
the camp. Yet I dare say that our greatest vexations are caused by
those Canaanites which walk amongst the sons of GOD. We are not
surprised by this since the LORD said that tares were sown among the
wheat and must grow there until the time of the harvest when HE shall
separate the wheat from the tares. As much sorrow as we have because
of the wickedness of the inhabitants of this world as they walk in open
rebellion against the way of the LORD, yet we are made to sorrow much
more by those who spread lies among the brethren, and pervert the WAY of
TRUTH which they do not know and cannot love. Yet there is coming a day
when all rebellion shall have ceased and the sons of GOD shall dwell in
peace with HIM who is our PEACE.
Blessings, mike
On 11/2/2021 1:50 PM, Soraya Reis wrote:
*"And in that day there shall be no more the Canaanite in the house of the Lord of Hosts." Zechariah 14:21*
*Oh precious day of God, when will it arrive? Shall the house of Jesus be indeed delivered from all false pastors, all corrupt worship, and the Lord have turned to the people a pure language, that they may all call upon the name of the Lord, to serve him with one consent? Shall my soul indeed be freed, not only from all the sorrows, pains, evils, and afflictions of sin around me; but what is infinitely better than all, from the very being and indwelling of sin within me? Shall the fountain of corruption, both of original and actual sin, be dried up, so that I shall never think a vain thought, nor speak an idle sinful word any more? Is there such a day, in which the Canaanite shall be wholly driven out? *
*Oh blessed thought: precious, precious promise! Oh dearest Jesus, to what a blessed state hast thou begotten poor sinners of the earth by thy blood and righteousness! Hasten it, Lord. Cut short thy work, thou that art mighty to save, and take thy willing captive home from myself, and all the remaining Canaanites yet in the land, which are the very tyrants of my soul.*
*Robert Hawker (1753-1827)*****
