I had fun doing this one and was blessed to have done it.
It combines a Triathlon and NASCAR.
If I am going to burn in hell forever, at least a have this moment to try and bless others.
What a great concept of the family; unfortunately, because no one honors God’s will, the family falls apart.
This shows us two father and son teams running the race of life. Each can teach us a valuable lesson about love. In heaven, the angels had no children of their own, and so there was little in the way insuring a culture of love and obedience.
God wanted family, and he wanted his family to have a family; that way, we care about another’s eternal well being. Harmony and peace are what makes heaven.
How do you decide who is worthy and who is not? That is why HE sent us HIS only-begotten Son Jesus. In Christ, I am made clean, and my heart made to know love.
Because I am a Christian, I discern what is good from what is evil. I then choose what God would want me to choose. I know love, and love does not allow for idols placed in the path of the lost, especially his chosen people.
It hinders Muslim and Jewish people from knowing HIM, so don’t tell me you love as God loves because you have a friend who uses his name in vain. One or both of you may not know God.
Love has to be tough… because HELL IS!
Looking for POWER?
Would you be free from the burden of sin?
There’s pow’r in the blood, pow’r in the blood;
Would you o’er evil a victory win?
There’s wonderful pow’r in the blood.
There is pow’r, pow’r, wonder-working pow’r
In the blood of the Lamb;
There is pow’r, pow’r, wonder-working pow’r
In the precious blood of the Lamb.
Would you be free from your passion and pride?
There’s pow’r in the blood, pow’r in the blood;
Come for a cleansing to Calvary’s tide;
There’s wonderful pow’r in the blood.
Would you be whiter, much whiter than snow?
There’s pow’r in the blood, pow’r in the blood;
Sin-stains are lost in its life-giving flow;
There’s wonderful pow’r in the blood.
Would you do service for Jesus your King?
There’s pow’r in the blood, pow’r in the blood;
Would you live daily His praises to sing?
There’s wonderful pow’r in the blood.
