If Salvation Was A Consumer Product

If Salvation could be purchased by human beings, its price would forever be rising. If the reality of the consequences of dying in sin was known, Salvation would only be available in the most upscale stores. If the reality of the beauty of eternity with God was known, only the wealthiest people might be able to afford Salvation. If we understood our value, then Salvation would be worth the ultimate price. And, an ultimate price was set and paid by Christ Jesus who, while we were yet sinners, died for us.

“And fear not them which kill the body, but are not able to kill the soul: but rather fear him which is able to destroy both soul and body in hell. Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing? and one of them shall not fall on the ground without your Father. But the very hairs of your head are all numbered” (Matthew 10:28-30).

“But as it is written, Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him” (1 Corinthians 2:9).

“What? know ye not that your body is the temple of the Holy Ghost which is in you, which ye have of God, and ye are not your own? For ye are bought with a price: therefore glorify God in your body, and in your spirit, which are God’s (1 Corinthians 6:19-20).

“But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us (Romans 5:8).

Life and Death

copyright_aarts_2015_king_of_the_rockSpring is such a joyous time for me. The sunshine, the warmth, the freedom to be outdoors without bulky winter gear . . . Oh, and did I say sunshine? I crave the long hours of daylight that spring and summer bring.

Activity at the bird feeder changes from an occasional visit by an overwintering feathered friend to a busy local diner visited by sparrows, brown-headed cowbirds, European starlings, cardinals, rock doves (pigeons), a pileated and red-bellied woodpecker (maybe there is more than one of each), ducks and even rabbits. I have only seen one squirrel in our decade of living here, and he was not able to get up to the prize that awaited him at the bird feeder. Although when I did see him the first time, he was standing upright with his right fore paw having a firm grip on the feeder pole like he was an explorer who staked a claim to the mother lode. Continue reading “Life and Death”