RNDL

One of God's little ones living in Brazil since 1984. Main blog is a must-visit.

Y.A.S.M.G.

“Yet Another Social Media Gripe.”

Closed down a couple of social media accounts. These things keep popping up like weeds, and I have to whack them down. FB was deleted some weeks ago, finally. Now I’m in the mood.

Should I have as a goal to remove all social media? Should I make this site my social medium?

I’m on a popular social communication service here in the country only because 99.99999% of people are and it’s the principal means of communication. I’d like to leave it if I could.

I started using Telegram and that holds promise. But who knows, that might go by the wayside before long as well.

I yearn for the day when email was king.

Most people don’t question things like this. Maybe I’m the sick one.

Tiresome

Tiresome reading rants and raves
Of people I don’t know;
People bellowing from their caves,
And others eating crow.

So why not stay within my lair,
Alone, with none to bother?
I’d much prefer not having to hear
My own despairing blather.

A Single Eye

I pray that darkness may not rule my sight,
That worldly wealth not govern nor delight:
A single eye to see a single thing,
A single heart that serves a single King.

Fit for God

When I bleed, my clothes are stained,
A chore to get them clean;
By the blood of Christ, pardon’s obtained,
A purification sublime.

The soul is soiled and ruined by sin,
No longer fit for God;
But by the death of his dear Son
Complete forgiveness flowed.

All for Jesus

by Mary D. James

All for Jesus, all for Jesus!
All my being’s ransomed powers:
All my thoughts and words and doings,
All my days and all my hours.

Let my hands perform His bidding,
Let my feet run in His ways;
Let my eyes see Jesus only,
Let my lips speak forth His praise.

Worldlings prize their gems of beauty,
Cling to gilded toys of dust,
Boast of wealth and fame and pleasure;
Only Jesus will I trust.

Since my eyes were fixed on Jesus,
I’ve lost sight of all beside;
So enchained my spirit’s vision,
Looking at the Crucified.

Oh, what wonder! how amazing!
Jesus, glorious King of kings,
Deigns to call me His belovèd,
Lets me rest beneath His wings.

Source: https://songsandhymns.org/hymns/lyrics/all-for-jesus

Racism in the American church?

From a brotherhood group blog:

… there is still a long way to go in overcoming systemic racism1 in our society.

Unfortunately, I fear we have a long way to go in overcoming systemic racism in the church of our Lord.

There is only one way to solve any problem of racism in the church: confront it head-on. People must be admonished then and there, as Paul confronted Peter in Galatians 2.

If a Christian who hears or witnesses racist attitudes does not confront it immediately, he is part of the problem.

As far as the problem of “systemic racism” in society and the church, see this article, which appeared immediately below the article quoted above, in my RSS reader.

My Goal Is God Himself

By Frances Brook

My goal is God Himself, not joy, nor peace,
Nor even blessing, but Himself, my God;
’Tis His to lead me there—not mine, but His—
At any cost, dear Lord, by any road.

So faith bounds forward to its goal in God,
And love can trust her Lord to lead her there;
Upheld by Him, my soul is following hard
Till God hath full fulfilled my deepest prayer.

No matter if the way be sometimes dark,
No matter though the cost be oft-times great,
He knoweth how I best shall reach the mark,
The way that leads to Him must needs be strait.

One thing I know, I cannot say Him nay;
One thing I do, I press towards my Lord;
My God my glory here, from day to day,
And in the glory there my great Reward.

Source: https://www.hymnal.net/en/hymn/h/350

What Contrast Ours!

A hymn to God and to my Jesus praise,
Imperfect words and music out of tune —
What contrast ours! For righteous are his ways,
But at his table he bids us to commune.