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jAsOn

jAsOn

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I am currently (06-15-09) a furniture designer living in Winston Salem, NC, and I have recently come under the care of our session of elders at Redeemer Pres. Church and I plan to become an elder there.
  • Winston Salem, NC, USA
  • member since June 7, 2009

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  • Earl

    Earl says

    The Crucifixion

    Sunlight upon Judea's hills
    And on the waves of Galilee,
    On Jordan's streams and on the rills
    That feed the dead and sleeping sea;
    Most freshly from the green wood springs
    The light breeze on its scented wings;
    And gaily quiver in the sun
    The cedar-tops of Lebanon.

    A few more hours--a change hath come!
    The sky is dark without a cloud;
    The shouts of joy and wrath are dumb,
    And proud knees unto earth are bowed.
    A change is on the hill of death,
    The helmeted watchers pant for breath,
    And turn with wild and maniac eyes
    From the dark scene of sacrifice.

    That Sacrifice!--the death of Him,
    The high and ever Holy One!
    Well may the conscious heaven grow dim
    And blacken the beholding sun!
    The wonted light hath fled away,
    Night settles on the middle day,
    And Earthquake from his caverned bed
    Is waking with a thrill of dread.

    The dead are waking underneath!
    Their prison door is rent away!
    And, ghastly with the seal of death,
    They wander in the eye of day!
    The temple of the Cherubim,
    The House of God is cold and dim;
    A curse is on its trembling walls;
    Its mighty veil asunder falls!

    Well may the caverned depths of Earth
    Be shaken and her mountains nod;
    Well may the sheeted dead come forth
    To gaze upon a suffering God!
    Well may the temple-shrine grow dim,
    And shadows veil the Cherubim,
    When He, the chosen one of heaven,
    A sacrifice for guilt is given!

    And shall the sinful heart alone
    Behold unmoved the atoning hour,
    When Nature trembles on her throne'
    And Death reigns his iron power?
    Oh! shall the heart--whose sinfulness
    Gave keeness to His sore distress,
    And added to His tears of blood
    Refuse its trembling gratitude?

    --John Greenleaf Whittier

    posted 1 year ago. ( send a note )
  • Mark E

    Mark E says

    What time is the class your teaching being held?

    posted 1 year ago. ( send a note )
  • Vinnie B

    Vinnie B says

    We thought that your shelf said you were currently reading Robinson Crusoe so that's why we invited you to that group and put Crusoe on the shelf. Should we do something else?

    posted 2 years ago. ( send a note )
  • Tyler B

    Tyler B says

    how far are you in Robinson Crusoe? My dad and I havn't even started.

    posted 2 years ago. ( send a note )
  • Tyler B

    Tyler B says

    thanks! he is so cute!

    posted 2 years ago. ( send a note )
  • Vinnie B

    Vinnie B says

    The Christ of the Prophets. How does this relate to his other biblical theology books?

    posted 2 years ago. ( send a note )
  • A. Michaelson

    A. Michaelson says

    Hi, Jason. I am the author of The Sandal Maker, a new novel about the public ministry of Jesus. A book that will take you on a fascinating journey of how the gospel came to be. You can read the first chapter by going to the link below (copy and paste). Let me know what you think

    http://www.scribd.com/doc/19473527/The-Sandal-Maker-Chapter-1

    posted 2 years ago. ( send a note )

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