<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957</id><updated>2011-12-07T09:23:48.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Cross No Crown</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>267</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-3966759852306709987</id><published>2011-11-07T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T22:51:10.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gospel Tracts</title><content type='html'>"When preaching and private talk are not available, you&lt;br /&gt;need to have a tract ready....Get good striking tracts, or&lt;br /&gt;none at all. But a touching gospel tract may be the seed of&lt;br /&gt;eternal life. Therefore, do not go out without your tracts."&lt;br /&gt;C.H. Spurgeon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*For good gospel tracts go to: www.lakeroadchapel.org&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-3966759852306709987?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3966759852306709987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=3966759852306709987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/3966759852306709987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/3966759852306709987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/gospel-tracts.html' title='Gospel Tracts'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-5460711678953078777</id><published>2011-10-16T21:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T21:53:00.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GO YE</title><content type='html'>Answering a student’s question, “Will the heathen who have not heard the Gospel be saved?” thus, it is more a question with me whether we, who have the Gospel and fail to give it to those who have not, can be saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Spurgeon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-5460711678953078777?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5460711678953078777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=5460711678953078777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/5460711678953078777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/5460711678953078777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/go-ye.html' title='GO YE'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-819442440435709005</id><published>2011-09-11T21:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:35:43.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Cause Will Triumph</title><content type='html'>"When I left England, my hope of India's conversion was very strong; but amongst so many obstacles, it would die, unless upheld by God. Well, I have God, and His Word is true. Though the superstitions of the heathen were a thousand times stronger than they are, and the example of the Europeans a thousand times worse; though I were deserted by all and persecuted by all, yet my faith, fixed on the sure Word, would rise above all obstructions and overcome every trial. God's cause will triumph”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The work  to which God has set His hands, will infallibly prosper. Christ has begun to besiege this ancient and strong fortress, and will assuredly carry it (through)’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'He must reign, till Satan has not an inch of territory (left)’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~William Carey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-819442440435709005?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/819442440435709005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=819442440435709005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/819442440435709005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/819442440435709005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/gods-cause-will-triumph.html' title='God&apos;s Cause Will Triumph'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-7943052143687624523</id><published>2011-09-05T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T20:45:11.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving Christ....Practically</title><content type='html'>1. If we love a person, we like to think about him.&lt;br /&gt;We do not need to be reminded of him. We do not forget his name or his appearance or his character or his opinions or his tastes or his position or his occupation. He comes up before our mind’s eye many a time in the day. Though perhaps far distant, he is often present in our thoughts. Well, it is just so between the true Christian and Christ! Christ “dwells in his heart,” and is thought of more or less every day (Eph. 3:17). The true Christian does not need to be reminded that he has a crucified Master. He often thinks of Him. He never forgets that He has a day, a cause and a people, and that of His people he is one. Affection is the real secret of a good memory in religion. No worldly man can think much about Christ, unless Christ is pressed upon his notice, because he has no affection for Him. The true Christian has thoughts about Christ every day that he lives, for this one simple reason that he loves Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If we love a person, we like to hear about him. We find a pleasure in listening to those who speak of him. We feel an interest in any report which others make of him. We are all attention when others talk about him, and describe his ways, his sayings, his doings and his plans. Some may hear him mentioned with utter indifference, but our own hearts bound within us at the very sound of his name. Well, it is just so between the true Christian and Christ. The true Christian delights to hear something about his Master. He likes those sermons best which are full of Christ. He enjoys that society most in which people talk of the things which are Christ’s. I have read of an old Welsh believer, who used to walk several miles every Sunday to hear an English clergyman preach, though she did not understand a word of English. She was asked why she did so. She replied, that this clergyman named the name of Christ so often in his sermons, that it did her good. She loved even the name of her Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If we love a person, we like to read about him. What intense pleasure a letter from an absent husband gives to a wife, or a letter from an absent son to his mother. Others may see little worth notice in the letter. They can scarcely take the trouble to read it through. But those who love the writer see something in the letter which no one else can. They carry it about with them as a treasure. They read it over and over again. Well, it is just so between the true Christian and Christ! The true Christian delights to read the Scriptures, because they tell him about his beloved Savior. It is no wearisome task with him to read them. He rarely needs reminding to take his Bible with him when he goes a journey. He cannot be happy without it. And why is all this? It is because the Scriptures testify of Him whom his soul loves, even Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If we love a person, we like to please him. We are glad to consult his tastes and opinions, to act upon his advice and do the things which he approves. We even deny ourselves to meet his wishes, abstain from things which we know he dislikes and learn things to which we are not naturally inclined, because we think it will give him pleasure. Well, it is just so between the true Christian and Christ! The true Christian studies to please Him, by being holy both in body and spirit. Show him anything in his daily practice that Christ hates, and he will give it up. Show him anything that Christ delights in, and he will follow after it. He does not murmur at Christ’s requirements as being too strict and severe, as the children of the world do. To him Christ’s commandments are not grievous, and Christ’s burden is light. And why is all this? Simply because he loves Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If we love a person, we like his friends. We are favorably inclined to them, even before we know them. We are drawn to them by the common tie of common love to one and the same person. When we meet them we do not feel that we are altogether strangers. There is a bond of union between us. They love the person that we love, and that alone is an introduction. Well, it is just so between the true Christian and Christ! The true Christian regards all Christ’s friends as his friends, members of the same body, children of the same family, soldiers in the same army, travelers to the same home. When he meets them, he feels as if he had long known them. He is more at home with them in a few minutes, than he is with many worldly people after an acquaintance of several years. And what is the secret of all this? It is simply affection to the same Savior and love to the same Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If we love a person, we are jealous about his name and honor. We do not like to hear him spoken against, without speaking up for him and defending him. We feel bound to maintain his interests and his reputation. We regard the person who treats him ill with almost as much disfavor as if he had ill–treated us. Well, it is just so between the true Christian and Christ! The true Christian regards with a godly jealousy all efforts to disparage his Master’s word, or name, or church, or day. He will confess Him before princes, if need be, and be sensitive of the least dishonor put upon Him. He will not hold his peace, and suffer his Master’s cause to be put to shame, without testifying against it. And why is all this? Simply because he loves Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If we love a person, we like to talk to him. We tell him all our thoughts, and pour out all our heart to him. We find no difficulty in discovering subjects of conversation. However silent and reserved we may be to others, we find it easy to talk to a much–loved friend. However often we may meet, we are never at a loss for matter to talk about. We have always much to say, much to ask about, much to describe, much to communicate. Well, it is just so between the true Christian and Christ! The true Christian finds no difficulty in speaking to his Savior. Every day he has something to tell Him, and he is not happy unless he tells it. He speaks to Him in prayer every morning and night. He tells Him his wants and desires, his feelings and his fears. He asks counsel of Him in difficulty. He asks comfort of Him in trouble. He cannot help it. He must converse with his Savior continually, or he would faint by the way. And why is this? Simply because he loves Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If we love a person, we like to be always with him. Thinking and hearing and reading and occasionally talking are all well in their way. But when we really love people we want something more. We long to be always in their company. We wish to be continually in their society, and to hold communion with them without interruption or farewell. Well, it is just so between the true Christian and Christ! The heart of a true Christian longs for that blessed day when he will see his Master face to face. He longs to have done with sinning and repenting and believing and to begin that endless life when he shall see as he has been seen, and sin no more. He has found it sweet to live by faith, and he feels it will be sweeter still to live by sight. He has found it pleasant to hear of Christ and talk of Christ and read of Christ. How much more pleasant will it be to see Christ with his own eyes, and never to leave him any more! “Better,” he feels, “is the sight of the eyes than the wandering of the desire” (Eccl. 6:9). And why is all this? Simply because he loves Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ J.C. Ryle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-7943052143687624523?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7943052143687624523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=7943052143687624523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/7943052143687624523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/7943052143687624523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/loving-christpractically.html' title='Loving Christ....Practically'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-1041898599212793406</id><published>2011-09-03T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T22:02:32.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BUT ONLY GOD</title><content type='html'>"So neither he who plants nor he who waters is anything, but only God who gives the growth."&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   1 Corinthians 3:7&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-1041898599212793406?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1041898599212793406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=1041898599212793406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1041898599212793406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1041898599212793406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/09/but-only-god.html' title='BUT ONLY GOD'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-3746141655897724834</id><published>2011-08-25T21:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T21:18:10.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you would have God hear you when you pray, &lt;br /&gt;you must hear him when he speaks.  &lt;br /&gt;                     Thomas Brooks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-3746141655897724834?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3746141655897724834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=3746141655897724834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/3746141655897724834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/3746141655897724834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/if-you-would-have-god-hear-you-when-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-3799234974897174628</id><published>2011-08-23T22:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T22:43:48.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had I the tongue of angels, &lt;br /&gt;I could not sufficiently set forth the excellency of Scripture. &lt;br /&gt;                                         Thomas Watson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-3799234974897174628?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3799234974897174628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=3799234974897174628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/3799234974897174628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/3799234974897174628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/had-i-tongue-of-angels-i-could-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-8157059461418849060</id><published>2011-08-20T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T20:41:40.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Thing Required</title><content type='html'>“You should think of us as Christ’s servants, who have been put in charge of God’s secret truths. The one thing required of such a servant is that he be faithful to his Master” (1 Cor. 4:1-2).&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;William Carey&lt;br /&gt;missionary to India&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-8157059461418849060?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8157059461418849060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=8157059461418849060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/8157059461418849060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/8157059461418849060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/one-thing-required.html' title='One Thing Required'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-2399250012785506297</id><published>2011-08-14T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T18:37:22.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Bleed Bibline?</title><content type='html'>Oh, that you and I might get into the very heart of the Word of God, and get that Word into ourselves! As I have seen the silkworm eat into the leaf, and consume it, so ought we to do with the Word of the Lord—not crawl over its surface, but eat right into it till we have taken it into our inmost parts. It is idle merely to let the eye glance over the words, or to recollect the poetical expressions, or the historic facts; but it is blessed to eat into the very soul of the Bible until, at last, you come to talk in Scriptural language, and your very style is fashioned upon Scripture models, and, what is better still, your spirit is flavored with the words of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would quote John Bunyan as an instance of what I mean. Read anything of his, and you will see that it is almost like the reading the Bible itself. He had read it till his very soul was saturated with Scripture; and, though his writings are charmingly full of poetry, yet he cannot give us his Pilgrim’s Progress—that sweetest of all prose poems — without continually making us feel and say, “Why, this man is a living Bible!” Prick him anywhere—his blood is Bibline, the very essence of the Bible flows from him. He cannot speak without quoting a text, for his very soul is full of the Word of God. I commend his example to you, beloved.               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~C.H. Spurgeon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-2399250012785506297?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2399250012785506297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=2399250012785506297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/2399250012785506297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/2399250012785506297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/do-you-bleed-bibline.html' title='Do You Bleed Bibline?'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-3005231507676208487</id><published>2011-08-06T20:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T20:21:49.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Calling</title><content type='html'>Increasingly I believe that after we are saved we have only one calling, and that is to show forth the existence and the character of God. Since God is love and God is holy, it is our calling to act in such a way as to demonstrate the existence of God, in other words to be and to act in such a way as to show forth His love and His holiness simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                 Francis Schaeffer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-3005231507676208487?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3005231507676208487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=3005231507676208487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/3005231507676208487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/3005231507676208487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/one-calling.html' title='One Calling'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-8469102322809780125</id><published>2011-08-01T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T12:33:58.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the Banner of Jesus</title><content type='html'>“He is the most magnanimous of captains. There never was his like among the choicest of princes. He is always to be found in the thickest part of the battle. When the wind blows cold he always takes the bleak side of the hill. The heaviest end of the cross lies ever on his shoulders. If he bids us carry a burden, he carries it also. If there is anything that is gracious,generous, kind, and tender, yea lavish and superabundant in love, you always find it in him. These forty years and more have I served him, blessed be his name! and I have had nothing but love from him. I would be glad to continue yet another forty years in the same dear service here below if so it pleased him. His service is life, peace, joy. Oh, that youwould enter on it at once! God help you to enlist under the banner of Jesus even this day! Amen.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~taken from the last sermon preached by C.H. Spurgeon, June 7, 1891&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-8469102322809780125?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8469102322809780125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=8469102322809780125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/8469102322809780125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/8469102322809780125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/under-banner-of-jesus.html' title='Under the Banner of Jesus'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-3512411439382385422</id><published>2011-07-13T21:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T21:43:58.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gospel</title><content type='html'>The Apostle Paul conquered the entire Roman Empire through the proclamation of the most scandalous message ever to reach the human ear.  ~Paul Washer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-3512411439382385422?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3512411439382385422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=3512411439382385422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/3512411439382385422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/3512411439382385422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/gospel.html' title='The Gospel'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-5124065485464517097</id><published>2011-07-06T07:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T07:18:45.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Conscience is a faculty of the mind, which, like every other, has suffered serious damage through our natural depravity, and it is by no means perfect. It is only the understanding acting upon moral subjects; and upon such matters it often puts bitter for sweet and sweet for bitter, darkness for light and light for darkness. Hence it is that men’s sins do not appear to them sin. In all probability there is not one, even among renewed men, who fully knows the evil of sin, nor will there be until in heaven we shall be perfect; and then, when we shall see the perfection of divine holiness, we shall understand how black a thing was sin. Men who have lived underground all their lives do not know how dark the mine is, nor can they know it until they stand in the blaze of a summer’s noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.H. Spurgeon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-5124065485464517097?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5124065485464517097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=5124065485464517097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/5124065485464517097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/5124065485464517097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/conscience-is-faculty-of-mind-which.html' title=''/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-5033987790921335913</id><published>2011-06-16T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T12:16:10.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"The first requirement in prayer is to believe God." &lt;br /&gt;                                         Leonard Ravenhill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-5033987790921335913?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5033987790921335913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=5033987790921335913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/5033987790921335913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/5033987790921335913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/first-requirement-in-prayer-is-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-5364724538747757228</id><published>2011-06-08T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T10:59:25.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GO!</title><content type='html'>Go therefore and make disciples of all the nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 28:19&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-5364724538747757228?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5364724538747757228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=5364724538747757228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/5364724538747757228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/5364724538747757228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/go.html' title='GO!'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-6644471283489039745</id><published>2011-06-08T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T10:57:25.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fair Sunshine</title><content type='html'>What shall I say in this great day of the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;where in the midst of a cloud,&lt;br /&gt;I have found a fair sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;I can wish no more for you, &lt;br /&gt;but that the Lord may comfort you,&lt;br /&gt;and shine upon you as He does upon me, &lt;br /&gt;and give you that same sense of His love in staying in the world,&lt;br /&gt;as I have in going out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Archibald Campbell, on the day of his execution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*See the book “Fair Sunshine” by Jock Purves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-6644471283489039745?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6644471283489039745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=6644471283489039745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/6644471283489039745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/6644471283489039745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/fair-sunshine.html' title='Fair Sunshine'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-1481025107316548015</id><published>2011-06-07T14:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T14:32:47.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Press on!</title><content type='html'>The world does not object to your being a Christian for a time, if she can but tempt you to cease your pilgrimage and settle down to buy and sell with her in Vanity Fair. The flesh will seek to ensnare you, and to prevent your pressing on to glory. “It is weary work being a pilgrim; come, give it up. Am I always to be mortified? Am I never to be indulged? Give me at least a furlough from this constant warfare.” Satan will make many a fierce attack on your perseverance; it will be the mark for all his arrows. He will strive to hinder you in service: he will insinuate that you are doing no good; and that you want rest. He will endeavor to make you weary of suffering, he will whisper, “Curse God, and die.” Or he will attack your steadfastness: “What is the good of being so zealous? Be quiet like the rest; sleep as do others, and let your lamp go out as the other virgins do.” Or he will assail your doctrinal sentiments: “Why do you hold to these denominational creeds? Sensible men are getting more liberal; they are removing the old landmarks: fall in with the times.” Wear your shield, Christian, therefore, close upon your armor, and cry mightily unto God, that by his Spirit you may endure to the end.    ~C.H. Spurgeon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-1481025107316548015?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1481025107316548015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=1481025107316548015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1481025107316548015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1481025107316548015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/press-on.html' title='Press on!'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-1284186577456286916</id><published>2011-05-28T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T20:12:24.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christ: Altogether Lovely</title><content type='html'>Christ is the very essence of all delights and pleasures, the very soul and substance of them. As all the rivers are gathered into the ocean, which is the meeting place of all the waters in the world, so Christ is that ocean in which all true delights and pleasures meet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOHN FLAVEL, Christ Altogether Lovely&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-1284186577456286916?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1284186577456286916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=1284186577456286916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1284186577456286916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1284186577456286916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/christ-altogether-lovely.html' title='Christ: Altogether Lovely'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-2519648403490909266</id><published>2011-05-15T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T15:48:35.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough and to Spare</title><content type='html'>There is enough to make every unbeliever without excuse, enough to show every inquirer the way to heaven, enough to satisfy the heart of every honest believer, enough to condemn man if he does not repent and believe, enough to glorify God. The largest vessel can only contain a certain quantity of liquid. The mind of all mankind would not appreciate more about Christ, if more had been written. There is enough and to spare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Taken from J.C. Ryle's commentary on John, &lt;br /&gt;Chapter 21:18-25&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-2519648403490909266?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2519648403490909266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=2519648403490909266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/2519648403490909266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/2519648403490909266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/enough-and-to-spare.html' title='Enough and to Spare'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-1993043476506308199</id><published>2011-05-06T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T06:42:03.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long, Cry, and Pray for a Larger Harvest</title><content type='html'>Travelling along our island just now you see everywhere the sickle, or the reaping machine, in full work; harvest whitens the plains; everywhere the loaded wagons are bearing home the precious fruits of the earth. My spirit is stirred within me, and my soul is on flame, for I see everywhere a harvest except in the church of Christ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reapers are busy everywhere except in the fields of our divine Boaz. All fields are ripe, but those of Bethlehem; all barns are filling but those of the Great Husbandman; Christ Jesus has scarce a sheaf ingathered of late; we hear of very few results from the sacred sowing of the word. Here and there the church, like Ruth, gathers an ear, a very precious ear it is true, for who shall estimate the value of a single soul; but we have no wave-sheafs as in the days of Pentecost, or, if we have them, they are few and far between; and as for the harvest home which we have so long expected, our eyes fail in looking for it in vain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a church, constituting a part of the Master’s field, we have had for years one continued harvest, but still never such an one as has satisfied our spirits, for our idea of our King is such that the largest increase to his church would not content us, we should still feel that our Lord Jesus deserved far more. As he has not yet seen of the travail of His soul so as to be satisfied, so neither are we His servants content on His behalf, but we long, and cry, and pray for a larger harvest as His reward for the dread sowings of Gethsemane and Golgotha, in bloody sweat and streams of vital blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a sermon by Charles Haddon Spurgeon&lt;br /&gt;entitled "A Call For Revival," delivered August 18, 1872.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-1993043476506308199?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1993043476506308199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=1993043476506308199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1993043476506308199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1993043476506308199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/long-cry-and-pray-for-larger-harvest.html' title='Long, Cry, and Pray for a Larger Harvest'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-6391998895940297433</id><published>2011-05-04T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T05:42:40.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest &amp; Life</title><content type='html'>“He hath given us rest by His sorrow, &lt;br /&gt;and life by His death.”   &lt;br /&gt;                   John Bunyan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-6391998895940297433?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6391998895940297433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=6391998895940297433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/6391998895940297433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/6391998895940297433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/rest-life.html' title='Rest &amp; Life'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-8470561734411532031</id><published>2011-04-14T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T14:45:15.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Brief Glance</title><content type='html'>"A brief glance will suffice them for a lifetime; &lt;br /&gt;but what shall be the royal dignity and blessedness of the risen and exalted bride! &lt;br /&gt;Forever with her LORD, &lt;br /&gt;forever like her LORD, &lt;br /&gt;forever conscious that His desire is toward her, &lt;br /&gt;she will share alike His heart and His throne." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hudson Taylor &lt;br /&gt;Union and Communion&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-8470561734411532031?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8470561734411532031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=8470561734411532031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/8470561734411532031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/8470561734411532031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/brief-glance.html' title='A Brief Glance'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-102815569114281057</id><published>2011-03-28T22:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T22:12:56.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Greatness of This Salvation</title><content type='html'>"...we shall never have an adequate conception of the greatness of this salvation unless we realize something at any rate of what we were before this mighty power took hold of us, unless we realize what we would still be if God had not intervened in our lives and had rescued us. In other words, we must realize the depth of sin, what sin really means, and what it has done to the human race."&lt;br /&gt;--Dr. Martyn Lloyd-Jones, Ephesians, Volume Two, p. 14&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-102815569114281057?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/102815569114281057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=102815569114281057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/102815569114281057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/102815569114281057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/greatness-of-this-salvation.html' title='The Greatness of This Salvation'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-6814634597674728002</id><published>2011-03-08T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T12:04:21.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"What have we houses and tables for but as we have opportunity to serve God and His people with them?" &lt;br /&gt;                             Matthew Henry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-6814634597674728002?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6814634597674728002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=6814634597674728002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/6814634597674728002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/6814634597674728002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-have-we-houses-and-tables-for-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-3517970626954898234</id><published>2011-02-25T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T23:48:52.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Behold, he prayeth....."</title><content type='html'>J.C. Ryle, a contemporary of C.H. Spurgeon, wrote the following in his treatise on A Call to Prayer:&lt;br /&gt;The Lord Jesus, when he quickens them, gives them a voice and a tongue, and says to them, Be dumb no more. God has no dumb children. It is as much a part of their new nature to pray, as it is of a child to cry. They see their need of mercy and grace. They feel their emptiness and weakness. They can not do otherwise than they do. They must pray.&lt;br /&gt;I have looked carefully over the lives of Gods saints in the Bible. I cannot find one of whose history much is told us, from Genesis to Revelation, who was not a man of prayer. I find it mentioned as a characteristic of the godly, that they call on the Father (I Peter 1:17), or the name of the Lord Jesus Christ (I Cor. 1:2). Recorded as a characteristic of the wicked is the fact that they call not upon the Lord (Ps. 14:4).&lt;br /&gt;I have read the lives of many eminent Christians who have been on earth since the Bible days. Some of them, I see, were rich, and some poor. Some were learned, and some unlearned. Some of them were Episcopalians, and some Christians of other names. Some were Calvinists, and some were Arminians. Some have loved to use a liturgy, and some to use none. But one thing, I see, they all had in common. They have all been men of prayer.&lt;br /&gt;I study the reports of missionary societies in our own times. I see with joy that heathen men and women are receiving the gospel in various parts of the globe. There are conversions in Africa, in New Zealand, in Hindustan, in China. The people converted are naturally unlike one another in every respect. But one striking thing I observe at all the missionary stations: the converted people always pray.&lt;br /&gt;I do not deny that a man may pray without heart and without sincerity. I do not for a moment pretend to say that the mere fact of a persons praying proves is everything about his soul. As in every other part of religion, so also in this, there may be deception and hypocrisy.&lt;br /&gt;But this I do say, that not praying is a clear proof that a man is not yet a true Christian. He cannot really feel his sins. He cannot love God. He cannot feel himself a debtor to Christ. He cannot long after holiness. He cannot desire heaven. He has yet to be born again. He has yet to be made a new creature. He may boast confidently of election, grace, faith, hope, and knowledge, and deceive ignorant people. But you may rest assured it is all vain talk if he does not pray.&lt;br /&gt;And I say, furthermore, that of all the evidences of the real work of the Spirit, a habit of hearty private prayer is one of the most satisfactory that can be named. A man may preach from false motives. A man may write books and make fine speeches and seem diligent in good works, and yet be a Judas Iscariot. But a man seldom goes into his closet, and pours out his soul before God in secret, unless he is in earnest. The Lord himself has set his stamp on prayer as the best proof of a true conversion. When he sent Ananias to Saul in Damascus, he gave him no other evidence of his change of heart than this, Behold, he prayeth (Acts 9: 11).&lt;br /&gt;I know that much may go on in a mans mind before he is brought to pray. He may have many convictions, desires, wishes, feelings, intentions, resolutions, hopes, and fears. But all these things are very uncertain evidences. They are to be found in ungodly people, and often come to nothing. In many a case they are not more lasting than the morning cloud, and the dew that passeth away. A real, hearty prayer, coming from a broken and contrite spirit, is worth all these things put together.&lt;br /&gt;I know that the Holy Spirit, who calls sinners from their evil ways, does in many instances lead them by very slow degrees to acquaintance with Christ. But the eye of man can only judge by what it sees. I cannot call any one justified until he believes. I dare not say that any one believes until he prays. I cannot understand a dumb faith. The first act of faith will be to speak to God. Faith is to the soul what life is to the body. Prayer is to faith what breath is to life. How a man can live and not breathe is past my comprehension, and how a man can believe and not pray is past my comprehension too.&lt;br /&gt;Never be surprised if you hear ministers of the gospel dwelling much on the importance of prayer. This is the point we want to bring you to; we want to know that you pray. Your views of doctrine may be correct. Your love of Protestantism may be warm and unmistakable. But still this may be nothing more than head knowledge and party spirit. We want to know whether you are actually acquainted with the throne of grace, and whether you can speak to God as well as speak about God.&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish to find out whether you are a true Christian? Then rest assured that my question is of the very first importance; Do you pray?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-3517970626954898234?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3517970626954898234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=3517970626954898234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/3517970626954898234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/3517970626954898234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/behold-he-prayeth.html' title='&quot;Behold, he prayeth.....&quot;'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-6805495081526212289</id><published>2011-02-12T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T12:28:16.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Christ: Full of Grace</title><content type='html'>Think for a minute of what Jesus did. He was so full of grace that when He spoke His words dropped a fatness of grace, the dew of His own love was upon all His discourses; and when He moved about and touched men here and there, virtue went out of Him, because He was so full of it. At one time He spoke and pardoned a sinner, saying, "Thy sins be forgiven thee"; at another moment He battled with the consequences of sin, raising men from sickness and from death: He fought with the prince of darkness himself, and cast him out from those whom he tormented. He went about like a cloud which is big with rain, and therefore plentifully waters waste places. His life was boundless compassion. There was a power of grace about His garments, His voice, His look; and in all He was so true that none ever thought Him capable of subterfuge. Everywhere He went He scattered grace among the children of men; and He is just the same now; fullness of grace abides in Him still. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.H. Spurgeon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-6805495081526212289?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6805495081526212289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=6805495081526212289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/6805495081526212289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/6805495081526212289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/jesus-christ-full-of-grace_12.html' title='Jesus Christ: Full of Grace'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-3700447191266531257</id><published>2011-02-03T09:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T09:54:39.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Us Resolve Never to Be Ashamed of Christ</title><content type='html'>The wickedness of being ashamed of Christ is very great. It is a proof of unbelief. It shows that we care more for the praise of men whom we can see, than that of God whom we cannot see. It is a proof of ingratitude. It shows that we fear confessing Him before man who was not ashamed to die for us upon the cross. Wretched indeed are they who give way to this sin. Here, in this world, they are always miserable. A bad conscience robs them of peace. In the world to come they can look for no comfort. In the day of judgment they must expect to be disowned by Christ to all eternity, if they will not confess Christ for a few years upon earth. Let us resolve never to be ashamed of Christ. Of sin and worldliness we may well be ashamed. Of Christ and His cause we have no right to be ashamed at all. Boldness in Christ’s service always brings its own reward. The boldest Christian is always the happiest person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.C. Ryle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-3700447191266531257?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3700447191266531257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=3700447191266531257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/3700447191266531257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/3700447191266531257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/let-us-resolve-never-to-be-ashamed-of_03.html' title='Let Us Resolve Never to Be Ashamed of Christ'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-8474638451785306873</id><published>2011-02-02T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T08:54:27.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Conversion of Charles Haddon Spurgeon</title><content type='html'>The great nineteenth-century English pastor and evangelist, Charles Haddon Spurgeon, was converted to Christ as a young man on January 6, 1856. In Spurgeon's own words, it happened like this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes think I might have been in darkness and despair until now had it not been for the goodness of God in sending a snowstorm, one Sunday morning, while I was going to a certain place of worship. When I could go no further, I turned down a side street, and came to a little Primitive Methodist Chapel. In that chapel there may have been a dozen or fifteen people. I had heard of the Primitive Methodists, how they sang so loudly that they made people's heads ache; but that did not matter to me. I wanted to know how I might be saved, and if they could tell me that, I did not care how much they made my head ache. The minister did not come that morning; he was snowed up, I suppose. At last, a very thin-looking man, a shoemaker, or tailor, or something of that sort, went up into the pulpit to preach. Now, it is well that preachers should be instructed; but this man was really stupid. He was obliged to stick to his text, for the simple reason that he had little else to say. The text was, "Look unto Me, and be ye saved, all the ends of the earth" [Isaiah 45:22].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did not even pronounce the words rightly, but that did not matter. There was, I thought, a glimpse of hope for me in that text. The preacher began thus—"My dear friends, this is a very simple text indeed. It says, 'Look.' Now lookin' don't take a deal of pains. It ain't liftin' your foot or your finger; it is just, 'Look.' Well, a man needn't go to College to learn to look. You may be the biggest fool, and yet you can look. A man needn't be worth a thousand a year to be able to look. Anyone can look; even a child can look. But then the text says, 'Look unto Me.' Ay!" said he, in broad Essex, "many on ye are lookin' to yourselves, but it's no use lookin' there. You'll never find any comfort in yourselves. Some look to God the Father. No, look to Him by-and-by. Jesus Christ says, 'Look unto Me.' Some say, 'We must wait for the Spirit's workin'.' You have no business with that just now. Look to Christ. The text says, 'Look unto Me.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the good man followed up his text in this way:—"Look unto Me; I am sweatin' great drops of blood. Look unto Me; I am hangin' on the cross. Look unto Me; I am dead and buried. Look unto Me; I rise again. Look unto Me; I ascend to Heaven. Look unto Me; I am sittin' at the Father's right hand. O poor sinner, look unto Me! Look unto Me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he had gone to about that length, and managed to spin out ten minutes or so, he was at the end of his tether. Then he looked at me under the gallery, and I daresay, with so few present, he knew me to be a stranger. Just fixing his eyes on me, as if he knew all my heart, he said, "Young man, you look very miserable." Well, I did; but I had not been accustomed to have remarks made from the pulpit on my personal appearance before. However, it was a good blow, struck right home. He continued, "and you always will be miserable—miserable in life, and miserable in death,—if you don't obey my text; but if you obey now, this moment, you will be saved." Then, lifting up his hands, he shouted, as only a Primitive Methodist could do, "Young man, look to Jesus Christ. Look! Look! Look! You have nothin' to do but to look and live." I saw at once the way of salvation. I know not what else he said,—I did not take much notice of it,—I was so possessed with that one thought. Like as when the brazen serpent was lifted up, the people only looked and were healed, so it was with me. I had been waiting to do fifty things, but when I heard that word, "Look!" what a charming word it seemed to me! Oh! I looked until I could almost have looked my eyes away. There and then the cloud was gone, the darkness had rolled away, and that moment I saw the sun; and I could have risen that instant, and sung with the most enthusiastic of them, of the precious blood of Christ, and the simple faith which looks alone to Him. Oh, that somebody had told me this before, "Trust Christ, and you shall be saved."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After telling of his conversion, Spurgeon added these important words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was anxious about the possibility of a just God pardoning me, I understood and saw by faith that He who is the Son of God became man, and in His own blessed person bore my sin in His own body on the tree. I saw that the chastisement of my peace was laid on Him, and that with His stripes I was healed. It was because the Son of God, supremely glorious in His matchless person, undertook to vindicate the law by bearing the sentence due to me, that therefore God was able to pass by my sin. My sole hope for Heaven lies in the full atonement made upon Calvary's cross for the ungodly. On that I firmly rely. I have not the shadow of a hope anywhere else. Personally, I could never have overcome my own sinfulness. I tried and failed. My evil propensities were too many for me, till, in the belief that Christ died for me, I cast my guilty soul on Him, and then I received a conquering principle by which I overcame my sinful self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctrine of the cross can be used to slay sin, even as the old warriors used their huge two-handed swords, and mowed down their foes at every stroke. There is nothing like faith in the sinners' Friend: it overcomes all evil. If Christ has died for me, ungodly as I am, without strength as I am, then I cannot live in sin any longer, but must arouse myself to love and serve Him who hath redeemed me. I cannot trifle with the evil which slew my best Friend. I must be holy for His sake. How can I live in sin when He has died to save me from it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-8474638451785306873?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8474638451785306873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=8474638451785306873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/8474638451785306873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/8474638451785306873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/conversion-of-charles-haddon-spurgeon.html' title='The Conversion of Charles Haddon Spurgeon'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-3355775600696418756</id><published>2011-01-25T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T20:11:16.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Spiritual Life</title><content type='html'>“The vigor of our spiritual life will be in exact proportion to the place held by the Bible in our life and thoughts.”                                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Muller&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-3355775600696418756?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3355775600696418756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=3355775600696418756' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/3355775600696418756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/3355775600696418756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/our-spiritual-life.html' title='Our Spiritual Life'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-4735033673502836572</id><published>2011-01-20T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T22:00:21.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If a commission by an earthly king is considered an honor, how can a commission by a Heavenly King be considered a sacrifice?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Livingstone, 1813 – 1873&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-4735033673502836572?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4735033673502836572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=4735033673502836572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/4735033673502836572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/4735033673502836572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/if-commission-by-earthly-king-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-1326545498717937666</id><published>2011-01-19T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T09:33:56.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Door of Hope Shut Forever</title><content type='html'>"As Paul reasoned with them about righteousness and self-control and the coming day of judgment, Felix trembled and replied: Go away for now. When it is more convenient, I will send for you!" Acts 24:25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Felix listening to the apostle Paul. He is attentive. He is interested. He is affected. He trembles. He realizes something of the solemnity of eternity. He feels concern--but it is not deep enough, therefore he says, "Go away for now. When it is more convenient, I will send for you!" He does not positively refuse--but he postpones the matter. He thought there would be a more convenient time--but there never was! Felix has had some eighteen hundred years in Hell to rue his folly! He is regretting it at this moment--and he will regret it forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many have imitated his foolish conduct. They say to God's ministers, "Go away for now. When it is more convenient, I will send for you!" &lt;br /&gt;What they are really saying is, "I love sin. It is my element. It is my delight. I cannot give it up just now. The dance--the jovial party--the customs of the present world--these are things that I like. I am not prepared to part with them, and embrace the gospel you preach. Go away for now. I had rather remain as I am--at least a little longer. I do not wish to be saved at present. By and bye, when I am too old to enjoy sin, or when sickness has made me too weak to follow any carnal pleasures--then, at this convenient season, I will send for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, sinner, sinner! Will you spurn God's gracious invitation--will you turn a deaf ear to the message of mercy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you persevere in sin--until you lie down in black despair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you go to Hell--when so near the gates of Heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you perish in your own deceivings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you no fear of God? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you no dread of eternal torments? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you no wish to escape from the wrath to come? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you do in that dread day . . . &lt;br /&gt;  when death arrests you,&lt;br /&gt;  when the just Judge passes sentence upon you,&lt;br /&gt;  when Satan seizes you,&lt;br /&gt;  when Hell opens to engulf you, and&lt;br /&gt;  when the gates of the infernal pit close upon you forever? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To whom will you flee for help? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will you, how can you, escape? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas! escape then, will be impossible! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the door of hope will be forever shut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Procrastination" by James Smith, 1865&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-1326545498717937666?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1326545498717937666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=1326545498717937666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1326545498717937666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1326545498717937666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/door-of-hope-shut-forever.html' title='The Door of Hope Shut Forever'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-1781935371287596413</id><published>2011-01-15T07:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T07:34:51.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The blindness of unbelievers in no way detracts from the clarity of the gospel; the sun is no less bright because blind men do not perceive its light. &lt;br /&gt;                                                       -John Calvin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-1781935371287596413?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1781935371287596413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=1781935371287596413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1781935371287596413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1781935371287596413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/blindness-of-unbelievers-in-no-way_3718.html' title=''/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-226494089968379061</id><published>2011-01-11T20:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T20:32:50.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scriptural Encouragements to Pray</title><content type='html'>Consider these scriptural encouragements to pray:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 65:2&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 3:12&lt;br /&gt;Deuteronomy 4:7&lt;br /&gt;2 Chronicles 7:15-16 &lt;br /&gt;Zephaniah 3:17&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 62:5&lt;br /&gt;Song of Solomon 4:9&lt;br /&gt;John 16:24&lt;br /&gt;James 5:16&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-226494089968379061?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/226494089968379061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=226494089968379061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/226494089968379061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/226494089968379061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/scriptural-encouragements-to-pray.html' title='Scriptural Encouragements to Pray'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-1407718235380504124</id><published>2011-01-05T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T11:00:19.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons Why the Young Should Flee to Christ</title><content type='html'>by Robert Murray McCheyne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O satisfy us early with thy mercy; that we may rejoice and be glad all our days."&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 90:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The late Countess of Huntingdon was not only rich in this world, but rich in faith, and an heir of the kingdom. When she was about nine years of age she saw the dead body of a little child of her own age carried to the grave. She followed the funeral; and it was there that the Holy Spirit first opened her heart to convince her that she needed a Saviour. My dear little children, when you look upon the year that has come to an end, may the Holy Spirit bring you to the same conviction; may the still small voice say in your heart, Flee now from the wrath to come. Fly to the Lord Jesus without delay. "Escape for thy life: look not behind thee."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Because life is very short.— "The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labor and sorrow, for it is soon cut off, and we fly away." Even those who live longest, when they come to die, look back on their life as upon a dream. It is "like a sleep." The hours pass rapidly away during sleep; and when you awake you hardly know that any time is passed. Such is life. It is like "a tale that is told." When you are listening to an entertaining tale it fills up the time, and makes the hours steal swiftly by; even so "we spend our years as a tale that is told."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have seen a ship upon the river when the sailors were all on board, the anchor heaved, and the sails spread to the wind, how it glided swiftly past, bounding over the billows; so is it with your days: "They are passed away as the swift ships." Or perhaps you have seen an eagle, when from its nest in the top of the rocks, it darts down with quivering wings to seize upon some smaller bird, how swiftly it flies, — so is it with your life: it flies "as the eagle hasteth to the prey." You have noticed the mist on the brow of the mountain early in the morning; and you have seen, when the sun rose with his warm cheering beams, how soon the mist melted away. And "what is your life? It is even a vapor that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may have seen how short life is in those around you. "Your fathers, where are they? And the prophets, do they live forever?" How many friends have you lying in the grave? Some of you have more friends in the grave than in this world. They were carried away "as with a flood," and we are fast hastening after them. In a little while the Church where you sit will be filled with new worshippers — a new voice will lead the psalm — a new man of God fill the pulpit. It is an absolute certainty that, in a few years, all of you who read this will be lying in the grave. Oh, what need, then, to fly to Christ without delay! How great a work you have to do! How short the time you have to do it in! You have to flee from wrath — to come to Christ — to be born again — to receive the Holy Spirit — to be made meet for glory. It is high time that you seek the Lord. The longest lifetime is short enough. Seek conviction of sin and an interest in Christ. " Oh, satisfy me early with thy mercy, that I may rejoice and be glad all my days."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Because life is very uncertain.— Men are like grass; "In the morning, it groweth up and flourisheth: in the evening, it is cut down and withereth." Most men are cut down while they are green. More than one-half of the human race die before they reach manhood. In the city of Glasgow alone, more than one half of the people die before the age of twenty. Of most men it may be said,— "He cometh forth as a flower, and is cut down." Death is very certain, but the time is very uncertain. Some may think they shall not die because they are in good health, but you forget that many die in good health, by accidents, and other causes. Again, riches and ease and comforts, good food and good clothing, are no safeguards against dying. It is written, "The rich man also died, and was buried.'' Kind physicians and kind friends cannot keep you from dying. When death comes, he laughs at the efforts of physicians — he tears you from the tenderest arms. Some think they shall not die because they are not prepared to die; but you forget that most people die unprepared — unconverted — unsaved. You forget that it is written of the strait gate, "Few there be that find it." Most people lie down in a dark grave, and a darker eternity. Some of you may think you shall not die because you are young. You forget that one-half of the human race die before they reach manhood. The half of the inhabitants of this town die before they are twenty. Oh, if you had to stand as often as I have beside the dying bed of little children — to see their wild looks and outstretched hands, and to hear their dying cries — you would see how needful it is to fly to Christ now. It may be your turn next. Are you prepared to die? Have you fled for refuge to Jesus? Have you found forgiveness? "Boast not thyself of to-morrow; for thou knowest not what a day may bring forth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Most that are ever saved fly to Christ when young.— It was so in the days of our blessed Saviour. Those that were come to years were too wise and prudent to be saved by the blood of the Son of God, and he revealed it to those that were younger and had less wisdom. "I thank, thee, O Father, Lord of heaven and earth, because thou hast hid these things from the wise and prudent, and revealed them unto babes. Even so, Father, for so it seemed good in thy sight." "He gathers the lambs with his arm, and carries them in his bosom." So it has been in almost all times of the revival of religion. If you ask aged Christians, the most of them will tell you that they were made anxious about their souls when young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what a reason is here for seeking an early in-bringing to Christ! If you are not saved in youth, it is likely you never will. There is a tide in the affairs of souls. There are times which may be called converting times. All holy times are peculiarly converting times. The Sabbath is the great day for gathering in souls — it is Christ's market-day. It is the great harvest-day of souls. I know there is a generation rising up that would fain trample the Sabbath beneath their feet; but prize you the Sabbath-day. The time of affliction is converting time. When God takes away those you love best, and you say, "This is the finger of God," remember it is Christ wanting to get in to save you: open the door and let him in. The time of the striving of the Holy Spirit is converting time. If' you feel your heart pricked in reading the Bible, or in hearing your teacher, "quench not the Spirit;" "resist not the Holy Ghost ;" "grieve not the Holy Spirit of God." Youth is converting time. "Suffer little children to come unto me, and forbid them not." Oh, you that are lambs, seek to be gathered with the arm of the Saviour, and carried in his gentle bosom. Come to trust under the Saviour's wings. "Yet there is room."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Because it is happier to be in Christ than out of Christ.—Many that read these words are saying in their heart, It is a dull thing to be religious. Youth is the time for pleasure — the time to eat, drink, and be merry — to rise up to play. Now, I know that youth is the time for pleasure: the foot is more elastic then — the eye more full of life — the heart more full of gladness. But that is the very reason why I say youth is the time to fly to Christ. It is far happier to be in Christ than to be out of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, it satisfies the heart.—I never will deny that there are pleasures found out of Christ. The song and the dance, and the exciting game are most engaging to young hearts. But ah! think a moment. Is it not an awful thing to be happy when you are unsaved? Would it not be dreadful to see a man sleeping in a house all on fire? And is it not enough to make one shudder to see you dancing and making merry when God is angry with you every day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think again. Are there not infinitely sweeter pleasures to be had in Christ? "Whoso drinketh of this water shall thirst again; but whoso drinketh of the water that I shall give him shall never thirst." "In thy presence is fulness of joy: at thy right hand are pleasures for evermore." To be forgiven — to be at peace with God — to have him for a Father — to have him loving us and smiling on us — to have the Holy Spirit coming into our hearts, and making us holy — this is worth a whole eternity of your pleasures. "A day in thy courts is better than a thousand." Oh to be "satisfied with favor, and full with the blessing of the Lord!" Your daily bread becomes sweeter. You eat your meat with gladness and singleness of heart, praising God." Your foot is more light and bounding, for it bears a ransomed body. Your sleep is sweeter at night for "so he giveth his beloved sleep." The sun shines more lovingly, and the earth wears a pleasanter smile, because you can say, "My Father made them all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, it makes you glad all your days.—The pleasures of sin are only "for a season;" they do not last. But to be brought to Christ is like the dawning of an eternal day: it spreads the serenity of heaven over all the days of our pilgrimage. In suffering days, what will the world do for you? "Like vinegar upon nitre, so is he that singeth songs to a heavy heart." Believe me, there are days at hand when you will "say of laughter, It is mad and of mirth, What doth it?" But if you fly to Jesus Christ now, he will cheer you in the days of darkness. When the winds are contrary and the waves are high, Jesus will draw near and say, "Be not afraid; it is I." That voice stills the heart in the stormiest hour. When the world reproaches you, and casts out your name as evil — when the doors are shut— Jesus will come in and say, "Peace be unto you." Who can tell the sweetness and the peace which Jesus gives in such an hour? One little girl that was early brought to Christ felt this when long confined to a sick bed. "I am not weary of my bed," she said, "for my bed is green; and all that I meet with is perfumed with love to me. The time, night and day, is made sweet to me by the Lord. When it is evening, it is pleasant; and when it is morning I am refreshed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last of all, in a dying day, what will the world do for you? The dance and the song and the merry companion will then lose all their power to cheer you. Not one jest more. Not one smile more. "Oh that you were wise, that you would understand this, and consider your latter end." But that is the very time when the soul of one in Christ rejoices with a joy unspeakable and full of glory. "Jesus can make a dying bed softer than downy pillows are." You remember when Stephen came to die; they battered his gentle breast with cruel stones; but he kneeled down and said, "Lord Jesus receive my spirit." John Newton tells us of a Christian girl who, on her dying day, said, "If this be dying, it is a pleasant thing to die." Another little Christian, of eight years of age, came home ill of the malady of which he died. His mother asked him If he were afraid to die? "No," said he, "I wish to die, if it be God's will: that sweet word, Sleep in Jesus, makes me happy when I think on the grave."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My little children, of whom I travail in birth again till Christ be formed in you," if you would live happy and die happy, come now to a Saviour. The door of the ark is wide open. Enter now, or it may be never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken from The Works of the Late Rev. Robert Murray McCheyne. 2 vols. New York: Robert Carter, 1848-1850.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-1407718235380504124?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1407718235380504124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=1407718235380504124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1407718235380504124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1407718235380504124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/reasons-why-young-should-flee-to-christ.html' title='Reasons Why the Young Should Flee to Christ'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-7331220255457680356</id><published>2011-01-02T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T15:10:08.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Continue in Prayer</title><content type='html'>It is interesting to remark how large a portion of Sacred Writ is occupied with the subject of prayer, either in furnishing examples, enforcing precepts, or pronouncing promises. We scarcely open the Bible before we read, "Then began men to call upon the name of the Lord;" and just as we are about to close the volume, the "Amen" of an earnest supplication meets our ear. Instances are plentiful. Here we find a wrestling Jacob--there a Daniel who prayed three times a day--and a David who with all his heart called upon his God. On the mountain we see Elias; in the dungeon Paul and Silas. We have multitudes of commands, and myriads of promises. What does this teach us, but the sacred importance and necessity of prayer? We may be certain that whatever God has made prominent in His Word, He intended to be conspicuous in our lives. If He has said much about prayer, it is because He knows we have much need of it. So deep are our necessities, that until we are in heaven we must not cease to pray. Dost thou want nothing? Then, I fear thou dost not know thy poverty. Hast thou no mercy to ask of God? Then, may the Lord's mercy show thee thy misery! A prayerless soul is a Christless soul. Prayer is the lisping of the believing infant, the shout of the fighting believer, the requiem of the dying saint falling asleep in Jesus. It is the breath, the watchword, the comfort, the strength, the honor of a Christian. If thou be a child of God, thou wilt seek thy Father's face, and live in thy Father's love. Pray that this year thou mayst be holy, humble, zealous, and patient; have closer communion with Christ, and enter oftener into the banqueting-house of His love. Pray that thou mayst be an example and a blessing unto others, and that thou mayst live more to the glory of thy Master. The motto for this year must be, "Continue in prayer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.H. Spurgeon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-7331220255457680356?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7331220255457680356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=7331220255457680356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/7331220255457680356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/7331220255457680356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/continue-in-prayer.html' title='Continue in Prayer'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-4888185417640182343</id><published>2010-12-27T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T17:44:33.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work While You Can</title><content type='html'>"If I have any message to give from my own bed of sickness, it would be this—if you do not wish to be full of regrets when you are obliged to lie still, work while you can. If you desire to make a sick bed as soft as it can be, do not stuff it with mournful reflections that you wasted time while you were in health and strength. People said to me years ago, 'You will break your constitution down with preaching ten times a week,' and the like. Well, if I have done so I am glad of it. I would do the same again. If I had fifty constitutions I would rejoice to break them down in the service of the Lord Jesus Christ. You young men that are strong, overcome the wicked one and fight for the Lord while you can. You will never regret having done all that lies in you for our blessed Lord and master. Crowd as much as you can into every day, and postpone no work till tomorrow. 'Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with all thy might."  ~C.H. Spurgeon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-4888185417640182343?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4888185417640182343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=4888185417640182343' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/4888185417640182343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/4888185417640182343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/work-while-you-can.html' title='Work While You Can'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-5252084732863056842</id><published>2010-12-11T05:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T05:38:39.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Passion</title><content type='html'>"I have but one passion - it is He, it is He alone. The world is the field and the field is the world; and henceforth that country shall be my home where I can be most used in winning souls for Christ." - Count Zinzendorf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-5252084732863056842?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5252084732863056842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=5252084732863056842' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/5252084732863056842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/5252084732863056842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/one-passion.html' title='One Passion'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-2827133667145351404</id><published>2010-11-01T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T20:49:04.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishers of Men</title><content type='html'>The best attraction is the gospel in its purity. The weapon with which the Lord conquers men is the truth as it is in Jesus. The gospel will be found equal to every emergency; an arrow can pierce the hardest heart, a balm which will heal the deadliest wound. Preach it, and preach nothing else. Rely implicity upon the old, old gospel. You need no other nets when you fish for men; those your Master has given you are strong enough for the great fishes, and have meshes fine enough to hold the little ones. Spread those nets and no others, and you need not fear the fulfillment of His Word, "I will make you fishers of men."  C.H. Spurgeon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-2827133667145351404?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2827133667145351404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=2827133667145351404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/2827133667145351404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/2827133667145351404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/fishers-of-men.html' title='Fishers of Men'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-5399026418368777418</id><published>2010-10-21T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T20:33:24.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You Find Another Like Jesus?</title><content type='html'>The religion of our Lord Jesus Christ contains in it nothing so wonderful as Himself. It is a mass of marvels, but He is the miracle of it; the wonder of wonders is “the Wonderful” Himself. If proof be asked of the truth which He proclaimed, we point men to Jesus Christ Himself. His character is unique. We defy unbelievers to imagine another like Him.He is God and yet man, and we challenge them to compose a narrative in which the two apparently incongruous characters shall be so harmoniously blended-in which the human and divine shall be so marvelously apparent, without the one overshading the other. They question the authenticity of the four Gospels; will they try to write a fifth? Will they even attempt to add a few incidents to the life which shall be worthy of the sacred biography, and congruous with those facts which are already described? If it be all a forgery, will they be so good as to show us how it is done? Will they find a novelist who will write another biography of a man of any century they choose, of any nationality, or of any degree of experience, or any rank or station, and let us see if they can describe in that imaginary life a devotion, a self-sacrifice, a truthfulness, a completeness of character at all comparable to that of Jesus Christ Himself? Can they invent another perfect character even if the divine element be left out? They must of necessity fail, for there is none like unto Jesus Himself (Charles Spurgeon, The Treasury of the New Testament).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-5399026418368777418?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5399026418368777418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=5399026418368777418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/5399026418368777418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/5399026418368777418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/can-you-find-another-like-jesus.html' title='Can You Find Another Like Jesus?'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-3649569630362736465</id><published>2010-10-16T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T21:52:54.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Yourself to God</title><content type='html'>Give yourself to God, that out of your service, whether long or short, some light may break on people still in darkness, and some glory come to Christ our Lord.&lt;br /&gt;             ~taken from "Tread Upon the Lion" by Sophie de la Haye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-3649569630362736465?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3649569630362736465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=3649569630362736465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/3649569630362736465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/3649569630362736465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/give-yourself-to-god.html' title='Give Yourself to God'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-8475837934660353335</id><published>2010-09-11T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T22:39:41.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Man of One Book!</title><content type='html'>"To candid, reasonable men, I am not afraid to lay open what have been the inmost thoughts of my heart. I am a creature of a day, passing through life as an arrow through the air. I am a spirit come from God, and returning to God: just hovering over the great gulf; till, a few moments hence, I am no more seen; I drop into an unchangeable eternity! I want to know one thing the way to heaven; how to land safe on that happy shore.God Himself has condescended to teach the way; for this very end He came from heaven. He hath written it down in a book. O give me that book! At any price, give me the book of God! I have it: here is knowledge enough for me. Let me be a man of one book!" ~John Wesley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-8475837934660353335?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8475837934660353335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=8475837934660353335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/8475837934660353335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/8475837934660353335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/man-of-one-book.html' title='A Man of One Book!'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-1230358963654937482</id><published>2010-09-07T21:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T21:25:14.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Living God</title><content type='html'>Listen to the recent message "The Living God" at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lakeroadchapel.org&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-1230358963654937482?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1230358963654937482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=1230358963654937482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1230358963654937482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1230358963654937482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/living-god.html' title='The Living God'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-5639753710658223778</id><published>2010-09-07T21:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T21:23:49.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Other Sheep</title><content type='html'>"I have other sheep, which are not of this fold;&lt;br /&gt;I must bring them also, and they will hear My voice;&lt;br /&gt;and they will become one flock with one shepherd."&lt;br /&gt;                                                       ~John 10:16&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-5639753710658223778?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5639753710658223778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=5639753710658223778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/5639753710658223778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/5639753710658223778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/other-sheep.html' title='Other Sheep'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-4845781555234098382</id><published>2010-08-22T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T20:13:27.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conformity to Christ</title><content type='html'>"If you think you have come to the mission field because you are a little better than others, or as the cream of your church, or because of your medical degree, or for the service you can render the African church, or even for the souls you may see saved, you will fail. Remember, the Lord has only one purpose ultimately for each one of us, to make us more like Jesus. He is interested in your relationship with Himself. Let Him take you and mold you as He will; all the rest will take its rightful place."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--told to Helen Roseveare, at the start of her missionary days in the Congo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-4845781555234098382?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4845781555234098382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=4845781555234098382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/4845781555234098382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/4845781555234098382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/conformity-to-christ.html' title='Conformity to Christ'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-7624812379536074042</id><published>2010-08-19T21:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T21:12:29.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have Decided</title><content type='html'>"Whoever does not carry his own cross and come after Me cannot be My disciple. For which one of you, when he wants to build a tower, does not first sit down and calculate the cost to see if he has enough to complete it? Otherwise, when he has laid a foundation and is not able to finish, all who observe it begin to ridicule him." Luke 14:27-29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very encouraged and challenged this morning in thinking on the connection between following the Lord and calculating the cost. I have had times in the past where I have wondered things such as, "If such and such horrible thing happened, would I deny the Lord? I can only hope and pray that I wouldn't." But the Lord wants more than that from His followers. He says in effect, "Don't bother coming after Me at all if you're not intending to follow to the end/utmost." Our words and life ought rather to be a resounding "yes!" Rather than faltering prayers, let us give Him our all. "I have decided to follow Jesus--turning back is not an option." Surely He is worthy of much more than our indecision regarding what we would do if He didn't allow things to happen how we would like. He is KING Jesus. Oh, may we gladly and wholly give Him our all. And, by His sufficient and prevailing grace, we will follow till the end.    ~Rachel Vann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-7624812379536074042?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7624812379536074042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=7624812379536074042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/7624812379536074042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/7624812379536074042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-have-decided.html' title='I Have Decided'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-6408315226859236567</id><published>2010-08-07T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T17:42:15.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprised by God’s Judgment</title><content type='html'>by Jonathan Edwards (1703-1758) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The sinners in Zion are afraid; fearfulness hath surprised the hypocrites.  &lt;br /&gt;Who among us shall dwell with the devouring fire? who among us shall  &lt;br /&gt;dwell with everlasting burnings?"—Isaiah 33:14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two kinds of persons among God’s professing people: the one, those who are truly godly, spoken of in the verse following the text, "He that walketh righteously, and speaketh uprightly" (Isa 33:15a). The other kind consists of "sinners in Zion" or hypocrites. It is to be observed that the Prophet in this chapter speaks interchangeably, first to the one and then to the other of these characters of men, awfully threatening and denouncing the wrath of God against the one and comforting the other with gracious promises. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be inquired, "Who are the sinners in Zion?" I answer, "They are those who are in a natural condition among the visible people of God." Zion, or the city of David of old, was a type of the church; and the church of God in Scripture is perhaps more frequently called by the name of Zion than by any other name. And commonly by Zion is meant the true church of Christ, or the invisible church of true saints. But sometimes by this name is meant the visible church, consisting of those who are outwardly, by profession and external privileges, the people of God. This is intended by Zion in this text. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greater part of the world are sinners: Christ’s flock is and ever hath been but a little flock. And the sinners of the world are of two sorts: those who are visibly of Satan’s kingdom, who are without the pale of the visible church; and those who do not profess the true religion nor attend the external ordinances of it. Beside these there are the sinners in Zion. Both are the objects of the displeasure and wrath of God; but His wrath is more especially manifested in Scripture against the latter. Sinners in Zion will have by far the lowest place in hell. They are exalted nearest to heaven in this world, and they will be lowest in hell in another. The same is meant by hypocrites. Sinners in Zion are all hypocrites, for they make a profession of the true religion. They attend God’s ordinances and make a show of being the worshippers of God; but all is hypocrisy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will hereafter be afraid: now many of them seem to have little or no fear. They are quiet and secure. Nothing will awaken them: the most awful threatenings and the loudest warnings do not much move them. They are not so much moved with them, but they can eat, and drink, and sleep, and go about their worldly concerns without much disturbance….Though now preaching will not awaken them, and the death of others will not make them afraid; though seeing others awakened and converted will not much affect them…yet the time will come, when they will be awakened and fear will take hold of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will be surprised with fear: this seems to imply two things, viz., the greatness of their fear and the suddenness of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The greatness of their fear: surprise argues a high degree of fear. Their fears will be to the degree of astonishment. Some of the sinners in Zion are somewhat afraid now: they now and then have some degree of fear. They are not indeed convinced that there is such a place as hell; but they are afraid there is….They have at certain times inward molestations from their consciences, but they have no such degrees of fear as to put them upon thorough endeavors to escape future wrath. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, hereafter they will have fear enough—as much, and a great deal more than they will be able to stand under….terrors will take hold on them as waters. Thus, we read of their fear coming as desolation and of distress and anguish coming upon them (Pro 1:27). It is also very emphatically said of the wicked that trouble and anguish shall prevail against him as a king ready to the battle (Job 15:24). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stoutest heart of them all will then melt with fear. The hearts of those who are of a sturdy spirit, and perhaps scorn to own themselves afraid of any man, and are even ashamed to own themselves afraid of the wrath of God, will then become as weak as water, as weak as the heart of a little child. And the most reserved of them will not be able to hide his fears. Their faces will turn pale; they will appear with amazement in their countenances; every joint in them will tremble; all their bones will shake; and their knees will smite one against another. Nor will they be able to refrain from crying out with fear and from rending the air with the most dismal shrieks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. They will be suddenly seized with fear: the sinners in Zion often remain secure, until they are surprised as with a cry at midnight. They will be, as it were, awakened out of their secure sleep in a dismal fright. They will see an unexpected calamity coming upon them, far more dreadful than they were aware of and coming at an unexpected season. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With respect to the time when the wicked shall be thus surprised with fear: it is often so on a deathbed. Many things pass in their lifetime, which one would think might well strike terror into their souls; as when they see others die, who are as young as they, and of like condition and circumstances with themselves, whereby they may see how uncertain their lives are and how unsafe their souls. It may well surprise many sinners to consider how old they are grown and are yet in a Christless state, how much of their opportunity to get an interest in Christ is irrecoverably gone and how little remains… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when death comes, then the sinner is often filled with astonishment. It may be, when he is first taken sick, he has great hope that he shall recover; as men are ready to flatter themselves with hopes that things will be as they fain would have them. But when the distemper comes to prevail much upon him, and he sees that he is going into eternity; when he sees that all the medicines of physicians are in vain, that all the care and endeavors of friends are to no purpose, that nothing seems to help him, that his strength is gone, that his friends weep over him and look upon his case as desperate; when he sees by the countenance and behavior of the physician, that he looks upon his case as past hope, and perhaps overhears a whispering in the room, wherein his friends signify one to another, that they look upon it that he is struck with death, or wherein they tell one another that his extreme parts grow cold, that his countenance and manner of breathing and his pulse show death, and that he begins to be in a cold death-sweat; and when perhaps by and by some one thinks himself bound in duty and faithfulness to let him know the worst, and therefore comes and asks him whether or no he be sensible that he is dying—then how doth fearfulness surprise the sinner in Zion! How doth his heart melt with fear! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, he cried to God to spare him and made promises how he would live, if God would spare him. And he hoped that God would hear him. He observed also that his friends and perhaps the minister seemed to pray earnestly for him; and he could not but hope that those prayers would be answered, and he should be restored. But now how doth his heart sink and die within him! How doth he look about with a frightened countenance! …How doth everything look to him when he sees pale, grim death staring him in the face and a vast eternity within a few hours or minutes of him… like a poor drowning man, he catches at slender and brittle twigs and clinches his hands about whatever he sees within his reach. But as death creeps more and more on him, he sees his twigs break, all his hopes of life fail, and he sees he must die. O! There is nothing but death before him! He hath been hoping, but his hopes are all dashed. He sees this world and all that belongs to it are gone. Now come the thoughts of hell into his mind with amazement. O! How shall he go out of the world? He knows he hath no interest in Christ. His sins stare him in the face. O the dreadful gulf of eternity! He had been crying to God, perhaps since he was sick, to save him. And he had some hope, if it were his last sickness, that yet God would pity him and give him pardoning grace before he should die. He begged and pleaded, and he hoped that God would have pity on his poor soul. At the same time he asked others to pray for him, and he had been looking day after day for some light to shine into his soul. But, alas! Now he is dying, and his friends ask him, how death appears to him. Whether any light appears? Whether God has not given him some token of His favor? And he answers, "No," with a poor, faltering, trembling voice, if able to speak at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now death comes on him more and more, and he is just on the brink of eternity. Who can express the fear, the misgivings, the hangings back, and the horrible fright and amazement of his soul? Some who in such circumstances have been able to speak, have been known to err out, "O eternity! eternity!" and some, "O! A thousand worlds for an inch of time!" O! If they might but live a little while longer! But it must not be; go they must. They feel the frame of nature dissolving and perceive the soul is just going; for sometimes the exercise of reason seems to hold to the last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What in such a case is felt in the soul in those last moments, when it is just breaking its bands with the body, about to fetch its leap on the edge of eternity and the very brink of hell without any Savior or the least testimony of divine mercy—I say, what is sometimes felt by Christless souls in these moments, none can tell nor is it within the compass of our conception. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The misery of the departed soul of a sinner, besides what it now feels, consists in a great part in amazing fears of what is yet to come. When the union of the soul and body is actually broken, and the body has fetched its last gasp, the soul forsakes its old habitation and then falls into the hands of devils, who fly upon it and seize it more violently than ever hungry lions flew upon their prey. And with what horror will it fall into those cruel hands! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the soul is carried to hell, and there is tormented, suffers the wrath of the Almighty, and is overwhelmed and crushed with it, it will also be amazed with the apprehensions of what shall yet remain. To think of an eternity of this torment remaining, O how will it fill, and overbear, and sink down the wretched soul! How will the thought of the duration of this torment without end cause the heart to melt like wax! How will the thought of it sink the soul into the bottomless pit of darkness and gloominess! Even those proud and sturdy spirits, the devils, tremble at the thoughts of that greater torment which they are to suffer at the Day of Judgment. So will the poor damned souls of men. They have already more than they will be able to bear: how then will they tremble at the thought of having their misery so vastly augmented. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Persons sometimes in this world are afraid of the Day of Judgment….O how then do the poor souls in hell fear it, who know so much more about it, who know by what they feel already and know certainly that whenever it comes they shall stand on the left hand of the Judge to receive the dreadful sentence…then, in soul and body, they must enter into those everlasting burnings which are prepared for the devil and his angels, and who probably know that their misery is to be an hundred-fold greater than it is now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fearfulness will surprise them at the last Judgment. When Christ shall appear in the clouds of heaven, and the last trumpet shall sound, then will the hearts of wicked men be surprised with fearfulness. The poor damned soul in expectation of it trembles every day and every hour from the time of its departure from the body. It knows not, indeed, when it is to be; but it knows it is to be. But when the alarm is given in hell that the day is come, it will be a dreadful alarm indeed. It will, as it were, fill the caverns of hell with shrieks; and when the souls of the damned shall enter into their bodies, it will be with amazing horror of what is coming! And when they shall lift up their heads out of their graves and shall see the Judge, it will be a most terrible sight. Gladly would they return into their graves and hide themselves there if that might be; and gladly would they return into hell, their former state of misery, to hide themselves from this awful sight, if that would excuse them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So those sinners in Zion, who shall then be found alive on the earth, when they shall see this sight, will be surprised with fearfulness. The fear and horror, which many poor sinners feel when they are dying, is great and beyond all that of which we can have any idea. But that is nothing to the horror that will seize them when they shall come to see this sight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will not be a wicked man upon earth who will be able to bear it, let him be who he will. Let him be rich or poor, old or young, male or female, servant or master, king or subject, learned or unlearned; let him be ever so proud, ever so courageous, and ever so sturdy. There is not one who will be able at all to support himself. When he shall see this sight, it will immediately sink his spirit; it will loose the joints of his loins [and] make his countenance more ghastly than death. The rich captains, valiant generals, and princes, who now scorn to show any fear at the face of an enemy, who scorn to tremble at the roaring of cannon, will tremble and shriek when they hear the last trumpet and see the majesty of their Judge. It will make their teeth to chatter and make them fly to hide themselves in the caves and rocks of mountains, crying to the rocks and mountains to fall on them and cover them from the wrath of the Judge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fearfulness will surprise them when they shall be dragged before the judgment-seat. The wicked hang back when they are about to meet death; but in no measure as they will hang back when they come to meet their great Judge. And when they come to stand before the Judge and are put on His left hand, fearfulness and amazement will surprise them. The majesty of the Judge will be intolerable to them. His pure and holy eye, which will behold and search them and pierce them through, will be more terrible to their souls a thousand times than flashes of lightning piercing their hearts. There will they stand in a trembling expectation that by and by they shall hear the words of that dreadful sentence proceed out of the mouth of Christ: they will have a horrible expectation of that sentence. And what shall they do, whither shall they fly, so as to be out of its hearing? They cannot shut their ears so as not to hear it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fearfulness will surprise them when the sentence shall come to be pronounced. At the close of the Judgment, that dreadful doom will be uttered by the Judge. And it will be the most terrible voice that ever was heard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, fearfulness will surprise them, when they shall come to see the fire kindle upon the world, in which they are to be tormented forever. When the sentence shall have been pronounced, Christ with His blessed saints and glorious angels will leave this lower world and ascend into heaven. Then will the flames begin to kindle, and fire will probably be seen coming down from heaven. And soon will the fire lay hold of that accursed multitude. Then will their hearts be surprised with fearfulness; that fire will appear a dreadful fire indeed….What shall they do, whither shall they go, to avoid those flames? Where shall they hide themselves? If they creep into holes, or creep into caves of the earth, yea if they could creep down to the center of the earth, it will be in vain; for it will set on fire the bottoms of the mountains and burn the lowest hell. They will see no place to fly to, no place to hide themselves….Then their hearts will be filled with fearfulness and will utterly sink in despair. Thus, it shall hereafter be with every one that shall then be found to be a sinner, and especially with sinners in Zion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-6408315226859236567?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6408315226859236567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=6408315226859236567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/6408315226859236567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/6408315226859236567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/surprised-by-gods-judgment.html' title='Surprised by God’s Judgment'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-668394095123701278</id><published>2010-08-03T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T07:27:09.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do not fear or be dismayed because of this great multitude, &lt;br /&gt;for the battle is not yours but God's.   ~2 Chronicles 20:15&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-668394095123701278?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/668394095123701278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=668394095123701278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/668394095123701278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/668394095123701278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/do-not-fear-or-be-dismayed-because-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-6466636661094716447</id><published>2010-07-27T21:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T21:46:41.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love those that thunder out the Word. The Christian world is in a deep sleep! Nothing but a loud voice can awaken them out of it.        ~George Whitefield&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-6466636661094716447?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6466636661094716447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=6466636661094716447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/6466636661094716447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/6466636661094716447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-love-those-that-thunder-out-word_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-916806282474302709</id><published>2010-07-27T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T21:42:08.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Everlasting Gospel</title><content type='html'>The whole world is now my parish. Wheresoever my Master calls me I am ready to go and preach the everlasting Gospel.   ~George Whitefield, 1739&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-916806282474302709?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/916806282474302709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=916806282474302709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/916806282474302709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/916806282474302709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/everlasting-gospel.html' title='The Everlasting Gospel'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-1190458443075140776</id><published>2010-07-06T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T21:11:01.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reaching the Lost</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hKeOSclFi9I&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-1190458443075140776?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1190458443075140776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=1190458443075140776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1190458443075140776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1190458443075140776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/reaching-lost.html' title='Reaching the Lost'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-3897304840063405780</id><published>2010-06-20T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T22:09:40.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"If you really believe that just to read a few verses and a short comment on them in a matter of five minutes, and to have a brief word of prayer, is adequate for your day, then I say that you do not know anything about the wiles of the devil."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      The Christian Warfare by Martyn Lloyd-Jones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-3897304840063405780?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3897304840063405780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=3897304840063405780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/3897304840063405780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/3897304840063405780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/if-you-really-believe-that-just-to-read.html' title=''/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-3134741713065520187</id><published>2010-06-20T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T21:39:46.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“Why art Thou Cast Down, O My Soul?”&lt;br /&gt;(Extracts from an Address on Psalm 42:5, 11)&lt;br /&gt;George Müller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“WHY art thou cast down, O my soul?” the Psalmist saith to himself. And so may we say to ourselves. Is there ever any ground to be cast down? There are two reasons, but only two: if we are as yet unconverted, we have ground to be cast down; or, if we are converted and live in sin, then we are rightly cast down. But except for these two things, there is no ground to be cast down, for all else may be brought before God in prayer with supplication and thanksgiving; and regarding all our necessities, all our difficulties, all our trials, we may exercise faith in the power of God, and in the love of God; and in His own time help will come in answer to prayer and faith.&lt;br /&gt; “Hope thou in God.” Oh, remember this—there is never a time when we may not hope in God. Whatever our necessities, however great our difficulties, and though to all appearance help is impossible, yet our business is to hope in God. And it will be found that it is not in vain; in the Lord’s own time help will come.&lt;br /&gt; Oh, the hundreds, yea, the thousands of times that I have found it thus within the past seventy years and four months! When it seemed impossible that help could come, help did come, for God has His own resources, and these resources may be counted by hundreds, by thousands. He is not confined to this thing or that thing, or to twenty things; in ten thousand different ways, and at ten thousand different times, God may help us. Our business is to spread our case before the Lord, in childlike simplicity to pour out all our heart before God, telling Him, “I do not deserve that Thou shouldst hear me and answer my requests, but for the sake of my precious Lord Jesus—in Whom alone I trust for the salvation of my soul, Thy perfect Servant, my Savior—for His sake answer my prayer and give my grace quietly to wait till it please Thee to answer my prayer, for I believe Thou wilt do it in Thine own time and way.” Thus invariably I have found that (with the exception of one case, for which I have prayed since November 10th, 1844) my prayer has been answered. And I cannot tell you what an effect this has had on my life, and how it has made me a happy man; and in my greatly advanced age it makes me a very happy man.&lt;br /&gt; “For I shall yet praise Him.” More prayer, more exercise of faith, more patient waiting, and the result will be blessing, abundant blessing. Thus I have found it many hundreds of times, and therefore I continually say to myself, “Hope thou in God.”&lt;br /&gt; “Who is...my God.” This is just the great point to remember, that this God is our God—Jehovah, the Almighty God—is our God. And, therefore, we must wait on Him longer and longer and longer, and exercise patience yet more and more and more; for in God’s own time it will be seen that it is not in vain.&lt;br /&gt; Now the Psalmist tells God in all simplicity that his soul is cast down (v. 6). So may we tell God, our Father, tell the Lord Jesus Christ, and ask Him that He would now speak a word to us in season, because we are weary. That is His own precious promise in Isaiah 50:4. And when we are weary and tried, either through difficulty, sore temptation, losses, crosses, or greatly reduced through sickness—under such circumstances we may turn to the Lord Jesus, and remind Him, “My precious Lord Jesus, I am weary, wilt Thou now speak to me a word in season?” And He will comfort us, refresh our spirit, and so strengthen us by His Spirit in the inner man.&lt;br /&gt; Oh! if you have never made trial of Him, make trial of Him, and you will find how ready He is to do this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-3134741713065520187?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3134741713065520187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=3134741713065520187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/3134741713065520187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/3134741713065520187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/why-art-thou-cast-down-o-my-soul.html' title=''/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-6412299119778873661</id><published>2010-06-14T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T16:02:18.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heavenly Friend by George Muller</title><content type='html'>THE PRECIOUS LORD Jesus Christ is our Friend. Oh, let us seek to realize this! It is not a mere religious phrase or statement, but VERILY HE IS OUR FRIEND. He is the Brother “born for adversity,” the One who “sticketh closer than a brother,” who will never leave and never forsake us.&lt;br /&gt; How precious even on earth to have a heavenly Friend, for this brings the joys of heaven in a little degree into our hearts now. And this is just what our heavenly Father desires regarding His children, that they might be as happy as they are capable of being while here in the body. Do we enter into it, that the one who is “altogether lovely” is ready hour by hour to be our Friend, by day and by night to prove Himself to be our Friend?&lt;br /&gt; When we cannot sleep at night, say, “My precious heavenly Friend, wilt Thou give me a little sleep?” When in pain, say, “My precious heavenly Friend, if it may please Thee, wilt Thou take away this pain?—but if not, if Thou seest better that it should continue, sustain, help and strengthen me, my precious heavenly Friend!” When we feel lonely or tired, turn to the precious Lord Jesus: He is willing to be our Friend in our loneliness. I have found it thus. For sixty-two years and five months I had a beloved wife, and now in my ninety-second year I am left alone. But I turn to my precious Lord Jesus as I walk up and down in my room, and say, “My precious Lord Jesus, I am alone, and yet not alone, Thou art with me; Thou art my Friend, now Lord comfort me, comfort me, strengthen me, give to Thy poor servant everything Thou seest he needs.”&lt;br /&gt; Oh! this is a REALITY, not a fable, that the Lord Jesus Christ is our Friend.&lt;br /&gt; And we should not be satisfied till we are brought to this, that we know the Lord Jesus Christ experimentally to be our Friend, habitually to be our Friend. Just ponder this. Habitually, never leaving, never forsaking us, at all times and under all circumstances ready to prove Himself to be our Friend.&lt;br /&gt; And this He is willing not merely to grant for a few months, or a year or two, but to the very end of our earthly pilgrimage. David in Psalm 23, says, “Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for Thou art with me.” Oh, how precious this!&lt;br /&gt; Now this “LOVELY ONE” is coming again, and soon, soon, soon, may He come again, and then He will take us home, and there we shall be forever with Him. Oh, how precious that bright and glorious prospect! And here again the practical point is, to appropriate this to ourselves. “He is coming to take ME, poor, guilty, worthless, hell-deserving ME,—He is coming to take ME to Himself.”&lt;br /&gt; And in the degree in which we enter into and appropriate to ourselves these glorious things, in that degree the joys of heaven will be commenced already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-6412299119778873661?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6412299119778873661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=6412299119778873661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/6412299119778873661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/6412299119778873661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-heavenly-friend-by-george-muller.html' title='My Heavenly Friend by George Muller'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-5488010757347843546</id><published>2010-06-12T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T09:46:38.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheerful Givers by George Muller</title><content type='html'>(Part of an Address at a Mildmay Park Conference.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE been for fifty years, by God’s grace, acting on the principle of Christian giving according to the Scriptures, and I cannot tell you the abundance of spiritual blessing I have received to my own soul through acting thus; that is, seeking to be a cheerful giver; seeking to give as God has been pleased to prosper me.&lt;br /&gt; I began when I had comparatively very, very little to spare; but as I gave, God increased my ability to give more and more: until at last God has been pleased, in the riches of His grace, to condescend to use a poor worthless worm like me, and has entrusted me year by year with very large sums to expend. Many beloved saints are depriving themselves of wondrous spiritual blessing by not giving as stewards what is entrusted to them. They act as if it were all their own, as if all belonged to them, as if already they were in possession of the inheritance incorruptible and undefiled; forgetting that they have nothing whatever which is their own, that they are bought by the precious blood of Christ, and all they possess—their bodily strength, their time, their talents, their business, their professions, their eyes, their hands, their feet, all belong to the Lord Jesus Christ; because He has bought them with His precious blood.&lt;br /&gt; Therefore may I affectionately beseech and entreat my beloved Christian friends to take this to heart, and consider that hitherto they have been depriving themselves of vast spiritual blessings, because they have not followed the principles of giving systematically, and giving as God prospers them, and according to a plan; not merely just according to impulse—not as they are moved by a missionary or charity sermon, but systematically and habitually giving on principle, just as God enables them. If He entrusts to them one pound, to give accordingly a proportion; if they are left a legacy of a thousand pounds, to give accordingly; if He entrusts them with ten thousand pounds, or whatever it may be, to give accordingly. Oh, my brethren, I believe if we realized the blessing, we would give thus on principle; and, if so, we should give a hundred times more than we do now.&lt;br /&gt; Just as we are constrained by the love of Christ, so God condescends to use us; and as we give, He is pleased to entrust to us more and more. It is impossible for us to say to what amount God may entrust us, or how largely He may give unto us the joy and honor, the precious privilege, of communicating to others.&lt;br /&gt; And here allow me to refer to my own experience. The first year I began giving, God entrusted me with about fifty pounds; but this afterwards increased, until now He has entrusted me with about two thousand pounds a year. The poor man George Müller, known by everybody as a poor man, who is this very day as a poor man, who stands before you a poor man, and yet by the grace of God has been enabled to give about forty thousand pounds sterling —that is altogether since I began.&lt;br /&gt; Of late, God has allowed me to receive one legacy after another, and thus sometimes two thousand and even three thousand a year have I been enabled to give; and see the blessedness, the privilege, the wondrous honor, that a poor man as I am should thus be entrusted by Him! By the grace of God I desire to be nothing but poor. I wish to be nothing else than a poor man, having nothing, no house of my own, no money in the Funds, not an acre of land—a poor man altogether; day by day waiting on God for everything, and yet He has allowed me the great honor and blessed privilege of giving more than forty thousand pounds sterling within the last fifty years. I began in the year 1830 to live thus as steward for the Lord. In the little way I could I gave, but God increased my ability more and more, until now He is allowing me to give in His service, year by year, two or three thousand pounds. Now, why do I say it? To encourage the hearts of my beloved brethren to seek to give systematically. If you have not done so hitherto, do begin now. It is a blessed thing for the soul, it is a blessed thing for your purse and God will entrust to you more and more.&lt;br /&gt; Now I do not say imitate me, George Müller; but I say, seek to give, if it be ever so little, to give systematically; if it be only the twentieth part of your income, give systematically, and you will find a blessing to your soul; and the blessing with regard to stewardship will be such that you will be encouraged more and more to go on in this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-5488010757347843546?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5488010757347843546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=5488010757347843546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/5488010757347843546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/5488010757347843546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/cheerful-givers-by-george-muller.html' title='Cheerful Givers by George Muller'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-1863901304229280108</id><published>2010-06-04T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T21:04:09.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be thankful!</title><content type='html'>Oh, you that have passed from death to life, you have reason indeed to be thankful! Remember what you once were by nature—dead. Think what you are now by grace—alive. Look at the dry bones thrown up from the graves. Such were you; and who has made you to differ? Go and fall low before the footstool of your God. Bless Him for His grace, His free distinguishing grace. Say to Him often, “Who am I, Lord, that you have brought me to this time? Why me? Why have you been merciful towards me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ J.C. Ryle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-1863901304229280108?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1863901304229280108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=1863901304229280108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1863901304229280108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1863901304229280108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/be-thankful.html' title='Be thankful!'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-8287242460470653266</id><published>2010-05-31T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T20:37:23.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spurgeon's Prayer for Missions</title><content type='html'>Awake, Thou Spirit, who of old,&lt;br /&gt;Didst fire the watchman of the church's youth;&lt;br /&gt;Who faced the foe, unshrinking bold,&lt;br /&gt;Who witnessed day and night the eternal truth,&lt;br /&gt;Whose voices through the world are ringing still&lt;br /&gt;And bringing hosts to know and do Thy will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that Thy fire were kindled soon,&lt;br /&gt;That swift from land to land its flames might leap,&lt;br /&gt;Lord, give us but this priceless boon&lt;br /&gt;Of faithful servants, fit for Thee to reap the harvest of the soul,&lt;br /&gt;Look down and view how great the harvest, yet few the laborers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, haste to help, ere we are lost,&lt;br /&gt;Send forth evangelists in spirit strong,&lt;br /&gt;Armed with Thy Word, a dauntless host,&lt;br /&gt;Bold to attack the rule of ancient wrong&lt;br /&gt;And let them all the earth for Thee reclaim,&lt;br /&gt;To be Thy kingdom and to know Thy name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. H. Spurgeon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-8287242460470653266?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8287242460470653266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=8287242460470653266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/8287242460470653266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/8287242460470653266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/spurgeons-prayer-for-missions.html' title='Spurgeon&apos;s Prayer for Missions'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-2862777872638172278</id><published>2010-05-31T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T20:29:40.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Preachers</title><content type='html'>The great 19th century preacher Charles Spurgeon said: &lt;br /&gt;"I well remember distributing them in a town in England where tracts had never been distributed before, and going from house to house, and telling in humble language the things of the kingdom of God. I might have done nothing, if I had not been encouraged by finding myself able to do something ... [Tracts are] adapted to those persons who have but little power and little ability, but nevertheless, wish to do something for Christ. They have not the tongue of the eloquent, but they may have the hand of the diligent. They cannot stand and preach, but they can stand and distribute here and there these silent preachers ... They may buy their thousand tracts, and these they can distribute broadcast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I look upon the giving away of a religious tract as only the first step for action not to be compared with many another deed done for Christ; but were it not for the first step we might never reach to the second, but that first attained, we are encouraged to take another, and so at the last ... There is a real service of Christ in the distribution of the gospel in its printed form, a service the result of which heaven alone shall disclose, and the judgment day alone discover. How many thousands have been carried to heaven instrumentally upon the wings of these tracts, none can tell ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let each one of us, if we have done nothing for Christ, begin to do something now. The distribution of tracts is the first thing."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-2862777872638172278?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2862777872638172278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=2862777872638172278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/2862777872638172278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/2862777872638172278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/silent-preachers.html' title='Silent Preachers'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-6342457841376760794</id><published>2010-04-29T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T08:01:45.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell Them of Jesus</title><content type='html'>"Do you want arguments for soul winning? Look up to Heaven, and ask yourself how sinners can ever reach those harps of gold and learn their everlasting song, unless they have someone to tell them of Jesus, who is mighty to save. But the best argument of all is to be found in the wounds of Jesus. You want to honor Him, you desire to put many crowns upon His head, and this you can best do by winning souls for Him. These are the spoils that He covets, these are the trophies for which He fights, these are the jewels that shall be His best adornment."       &lt;br /&gt;                                                           ~C.H. Spurgeon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-6342457841376760794?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6342457841376760794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=6342457841376760794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/6342457841376760794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/6342457841376760794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/tell-them-of-jesus_6538.html' title='Tell Them of Jesus'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-7354786402241927004</id><published>2010-03-23T20:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T20:50:52.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No More Sorrow in Heaven</title><content type='html'>Blessed be God! There shall be no sorrow in heaven. There shall not be one single tear shed within the courts above. There shall be no more disease and weakness and decay. The coffin, the funeral and the grave shall be things unknown. Our faces shall no more be pale and sad. No more shall we go out from the company of those we love and be parted asunder – that word, ‘farewell’, shall never be heard again. There shall be no anxious thought about tomorrow to mar and spoil our enjoyment. There shall be no sharp and cutting words to wound our souls. Our needs will have come to a perpetual end, and all around us shall be harmony and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ~J.C. Ryle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-7354786402241927004?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7354786402241927004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=7354786402241927004' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/7354786402241927004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/7354786402241927004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-more-sorrow-in-heaven.html' title='No More Sorrow in Heaven'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-1223662325367268581</id><published>2010-03-14T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T21:31:01.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reading of Good Books</title><content type='html'>Why does today's Christian find the reading of great books always beyond him? Certainly intellectual powers do not wane from one generation to another. We are as smart as our fathers, and any thought they could entertain we can entertain if we are sufficiently interested to make the effort. The major cause of the decline in the quality of current Christian literature is not intellectual but spiritual. To enjoy a great religious book requires a degree of consecration to God and detachment from the world that few modern Christians have. The early Christian Fathers, the Mystics, the Puritans, are not hard to understand, but they inhabit the highlands where the air is crisp and rarefied, and none but the God-enamored can come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.W. Tozer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-1223662325367268581?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1223662325367268581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=1223662325367268581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1223662325367268581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1223662325367268581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/reading-of-good-books.html' title='The Reading of Good Books'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-585010697728577132</id><published>2010-03-11T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T09:04:15.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"The strongest support of the doctrine of Endless Punishment is the teaching of Christ, the Redeemer of man."    &lt;br /&gt;            ~William G.T. Shedd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-585010697728577132?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/585010697728577132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=585010697728577132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/585010697728577132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/585010697728577132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/strongest-support-of-doctrine-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-5692372557503459174</id><published>2010-02-01T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T21:11:36.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ministers Should Be Sons of Thunder</title><content type='html'>"When men don't preach much about the danger of damnation, there is want of good preaching...If sinners don't hear often of Judgment and Damnation, few will be converted...Ministers should be sons of thunder:  men had need have storms in their hearts, before they will betake themselves to Christ for refuge....If they be but thoroughly convinced of their danger, that will make them go to God and take pains."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Samuel Stoddard, predecessor of Jonathon Edwards, Northhampton, Massachusettes, 1723, as quoted in "Daniel Rowland And The Great Evangelical Awakening In Wales," by Eifion Evans&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-5692372557503459174?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5692372557503459174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=5692372557503459174' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/5692372557503459174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/5692372557503459174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/ministers-should-be-sons-of-thunder.html' title='Ministers Should Be Sons of Thunder'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-1276362761140515647</id><published>2010-02-01T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T07:59:32.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacrifice</title><content type='html'>“Where are the young men and women of this generation who will hold their lives cheap and be faithful even unto death? Where are those who will lose their lives for Christ’s sake — flinging them away for love of him? Where are those who will live dangerously and be reckless in his service? Where are his lovers — those who love him and the souls of men more than their own reputations or comfort or very life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are the men who say ‘no’ to self, who take up Christ’s cross to bear it after him, who are willing to be nailed to it in college or office, home or mission field, who are willing, if need be, to bleed, to suffer and to die on it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are the adventurers, the explorers, the buccaneers for God, who count one human soul of far greater value than the rise or fall of an empire? Where are the men who are willing to pay the price of vision? Where are the men of prayer? Where are God’s men in this day of God’s power?” - Howard Guinness, Sacrifice, pages 59-60.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-1276362761140515647?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1276362761140515647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=1276362761140515647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1276362761140515647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1276362761140515647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/sacrifice.html' title='Sacrifice'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-1356259149819543575</id><published>2010-01-08T21:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T21:47:59.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bible is “God-breathed”</title><content type='html'>“The Bible is “God-breathed” (2 Timothy 3:16). In this respect it is utterly unlike all other writings. God taught the writers of it what to say. God put into their minds thoughts and ideas. God guided their pens in writing down those thoughts and ideas. When you read it, you are not reading the self-taught compositions of poor imperfect men like yourself, but the words of the eternal God. When you hear it, you are not listening to the erring opinions of short-lived mortals, but to the unchanging mind of the King of kings. The men who were employed to write the Bible did not speak themselves. They “spoke from God as they were carried along by the Holy Spirit” (2 Peter 1:21). All other books in the world, however good and useful in their way, are more or less defective. The more you look at them the more you see their defects and blemishes. The Bible alone is absolutely perfect. From beginning to end it is “the Word of God.”   &lt;br /&gt;                              J.C. Ryle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-1356259149819543575?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1356259149819543575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=1356259149819543575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1356259149819543575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1356259149819543575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/bible-is-god-breathed_08.html' title='The Bible is “God-breathed”'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-2124269740582268724</id><published>2010-01-07T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T18:37:11.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Emancipator: the Lord Jesus Christ</title><content type='html'>“The divine Spirit wounds before He heals, He kills before He makes alive. We usually draw a distinction between law-work and Gospel-work; but law-work is the work of the Spirit of God, and is so far a true Gospel-work that it is a frequent preliminary to the joy and peace of the Gospel. The Law is the needle which draws after it the silken thread of blessing, and you cannot get the thread into the stuff without the needle: Men do not receive the liberty wherewith Christ makes them free till, first of all, they have felt bondage within their own spirit driving them to cry for liberty to the great Emancipator, the Lord Jesus Christ. This sense or spirit of bondage works for our salvation by leading us to cry for mercy.”—C. H. Spurgeon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-2124269740582268724?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2124269740582268724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=2124269740582268724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/2124269740582268724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/2124269740582268724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/great-emancipator-lord-jesus-christ.html' title='The Great Emancipator: the Lord Jesus Christ'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-6300801437433285926</id><published>2010-01-03T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:49:07.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is the Christian Faith?</title><content type='html'>-Adapted from the writings of John G. Reisinger &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. CHRISTIANITY IS A PERSON &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christianity is not a set of rules. It has some very important rules, but Christianity is neither preaching nor obeying rules. There is a very simple but effective way of testing every preacher we hear. The false preacher is always reminding us of what we must do. His message is constantly focused on man's efforts and is always "do" centered. The true preacher keeps reminding us of what Christ has done for us, and his message is focused on Christ and is "done" centered. One threatens with law and the other appeals by the cross. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christianity is not a series of ceremonies. It has ceremonies such as baptism and communion, but the essence of the Christian faith is not in the ceremonies and symbols. You may be baptized and take communion every day and still be as lost as the worst pagan in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christianity is not a certain feeling that we get that enables us to smile and be at peace with ourselves and our fellow man. If we truly receive the forgiveness of sins through faith in the gospel, we will surely feel differently; but the Christian faith is not a feeling, it's a Person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christianity is not joining a group. You may even join the right group, but that will not make you a Christian. Becoming a Christian is far more than joining a church or any other organization. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christianity is not a cause. Many people in our day are trying to make a revolutionary cause to be synonymous with the Christian faith. God is said to "be on the side of the poor," so every movement or cause that is aimed at helping the poor becomes the gospel. The cause may be on the left or the right and may involve the correction of a grave injustice against our fellow man. However, no matter how just the cause, it cannot be equated with the gospel or Christianity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christianity is nothing more or less than Christ Himself! And understanding the Christian faith begins with the biblical facts about Christ. The Christ who is Christianity is the Christ of "biblical" and "historical" facts. The Christ who is Christianity was born of a virgin (Matt 1:18-25), lived a sinless life (I Pet 2:22), was crucified for sinners (Rom 5:8), rose again from the dead (Luke 245.6), ascended into heaven (Acts 1:11),and is coming again (I Thess 4:16). There are three words that depict the whole story of the biblical and historical Christ: the cradle, the cross, and the crown. The one who was born of a virgin and died on the cross is now raised in power and glory on a throne. Christ is no longer a babe in His mother's arms nor is He still hanging on a cross or crucifix, and He is surely not still in the grave. He is exalted as Lord of lords and sits on a throne at the Father's right hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible is the interpretation of these facts about this Person. Why was Christ born of a virgin? Why did He suffer such a death? Why is His resurrection essential? These are the kinds of questions that must be answered before the gospel of Jesus Christ has any meaning and significance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever try to summarize the essential message of the whole Bible in a few sentences? The theme would go something like this: "Behold, Someone is coming!" The whole Old Testament is the story about the coming Messiah. Then the four gospels proclaim: "Behold, Someone is here!" Finally, Acts through Revelation says: "Behold, Someone is coming again!" The Bible, from its beginning to its end, is a story about the Lord Jesus Christ. The message of the gospel is nothing less than a clear and precise interpretation of this story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. CHRISTIANITY IS AN EXPERIENCE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For our gospel came not unto you in word only, but also in power, and in the Holy Ghost, and in much assurance; as ye know what manner of men we were among you for your sake" (I Thess 1:4, 5). Here Paul first reminds us that truth always comes in words. The gospel does not come in dreams, visions, or ceremonies. It comes to us in words. However, in order for the words of the gospel to effect the saving of our soul, those words must be accompanied by the power and demonstration of the Spirit. The carnal mind can just as easily hear and mentally believe the facts set forth in the gospel as it can believe that Columbus crossed the Atlantic Ocean in 1492; but only the Holy Spirit can make the inward man experience the spiritual power of the gospel facts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biblical facts are essential, but by themselves, they are not enough. If Christianity is a Person, then becoming a Christian is receiving that Person in an act of living faith. We do not receive facts in order to get saved; we receive a Person and enter into a vital relationship. The facts give us the necessary information about the Person and how and why we must come to Him, but coming to Christ is not just an act of the mind believing some facts. In coming to Christ, we give our whole being to Christ as our Lord and Savior. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone gets married, they gladly receive a person, not a set of facts. The preacher does not say, "Do you receive this fact as certainly true?" No, he says. "Will you receive this person to be your wedded mate?" The same thing happens when a person is married to Christ, united by faith. We receive Him as a person just as truly as He receives us as a person. It is much more than a mental transaction involving simply our brains. God did not say. "You admit these facts are true and you will be saved." No, my friend. He said, "You repent from your rebellion and receive my Son and you will be saved." This is done by believing in (literally believing into) Christ. There is a great difference between mental assent to facts and receiving Christ in true faith. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we receive Christ. we receive everything that God has to give, and when we miss Christ, we miss everything there is that is worth having. The Scriptures always put forgiveness and every other blessing in Christ Himself. Our experiencing any of those blessings is only possible as we are literally united to Christ in a living union. Notice how John emphasizes that we receive a Person: "But as many as received Him, to them gave He power to become the sons of God" (John 1:12). The Holy Spirit indeed uses facts, but He uses the facts to draw us to a living Person and not to the impersonal facts as an end in themselves. "All that the Father giveth me shall come to me; and him that cometh to me I will in no wise cast out" (John 6:37). "Come unto me…and I will give you rest" (Matt 11:28). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The error to be avoided is confusing the mere knowledge of facts, even though the facts may be biblical, with the reality of experiencing the power of the truth explained in the facts. This was the tragic mistake made by the Jews (Rom 2:17-27). They were convinced the Bible was the very Word of God and therefore assumed that they had obeyed its message simply by acknowledging its truthfulness. Some of you who are reading this tract, I'm sure, can explain the way of salvation. but have never personally and knowingly gone to Christ with empty hands and pleaded His mercy alone to save your soul. If this is true of you. then you will perish with the gospel in your mind and in your mouth without its power being in your affections and will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The promises of God, or the gospel facts, are like sign posts on the highway. You do not sit on top of a sign and expect the sign to take you to your destination. Instead, by faith in the message on the signpost, you follow its direction and move toward where it points. Just so, God's promises point us to Christ and assure us that we will be received and forgiven if we go to Him in true repentance and faith. However, merely believing that Christ will receive all who come to Him, and actually going to Him, are two different things; yet both are essential to salvation. "This is the record [facts], that God hath given us eternal life [experience], and this life is in His Son. He that hath the Son hath life; and he that hath not the Son of God hath not life" (I John 5:11, 12). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. CHRIST MUST BE RECEIVED AS HE IS PRESENTED IN THE BIBLE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that the Bible speaks of "another gospel" (Gal 1:6-9), "another Jesus" (2 cor 11:3), and "false Christs" (Mark 13.22)? You may sincerely trust a false Jesus and be lost, and believe me, there are a lot of phony Christs being peddled today. Many people are preaching a Jesus that bears no authentic resemblance to the Jesus of the New Testament. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some men preach a false healing message in the name of Jesus and make millions of dollars off the miseries of their fellow human beings. Some cruel tyrants claim to have been duly authorized by Christ to run God's church. They control the consciences of insecure and timid people and destroy many lives. Super church builders in the "nickels and noses" business use a utilitarian Jesus and manipulate people by the thousands. We must be sure that we understand exactly who Jesus is and what He is like before we dare speak in His name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are usually surprised to find out that the Bible nowhere talks about "accepting Jesus as your Savior." Christ is not offered to us in the Bible as only a Savior. He is offered to us as the Lord who is, by virtue of His finished work, a sufficient Savior. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ fulfills the office of Prophet, Priest, and King. When we receive Him, we receive Him as our Prophet to teach us the truth, as our Priest to take away our guilt, and as our King to rule over us. When we receive Christ as our Savior, we also receive Him as our Lord. It's just as biblical to say, "I trusted Christ as my Prophet, Priest, and King," as it is to say, "I trusted Christ as my Savior." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two things set forth in Scripture as Siamese twins. First, the apostles never present the Saviorhood of Christ apart from His Lordship; or, stated another way; they never offer Christ's saving benefits apart from His Person as Lord. Second, the same apostles never appeal to a sinner's will through his emotions to choose, without first instructing that sinner's intellect with truth; or, stated another way, they insisted that every part of man's being: his mind, his heart, and his will, had to be affected by the power of the gospel before there was true conversion. The mind must be illuminated by the truth and the Spirit; the heart, or affections, must be penetrated by the truth and the Spirit; and the will must be liberated by the truth and the Spirit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our whole person, consisting of mind, heart and will (Rom 6:17), receives a whole Christ as Prophet, Priest, and King. Imagine someone saying, "I like and respect Christ's teaching and will gladly submit to it, but I do not believe in that blood atonement business." We would say, "Sir, if you will not have Christ as your Priest to take away your guilt by His shed blood, then you cannot have Him as your Teacher." Someone else may say, "I love the truth that my sins were punished on the cross, but I do not believe that Jesus was right on His view of women." Again, we would say, "Sir, if you reject Christ as your Prophet and Teacher, then you cannot have the benefits of His Priestly work of atonement." Still another person says, "I will trust Christ's blood of atonement and 1 will accept every single doctrine that He teaches, however, 1 will not submit the total control of my life, goals, and money into His hands." Again, we must say, "Sir, God will not save you on such grounds." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine you are at a wedding and the preacher says to the prospective bride, "Will you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?" She thinks for a moment, and says, "I will be glad to wear his name and will accept and use his credit cards, but I have no intention of washing his clothes, sleeping with him, and bearing his children." Could the preacher say, "That is fine, 1 will still pronounce you man and wife"? Such would be a mockery of everything that marriage stands for! The same is true of conversion. Taking Christ's benefits (as Savior) while refusing His person (as Lord) would mock every purpose of God in our salvation. God will not wed His Son in a saving union to a person who has no intention of loving and serving Christ as Lord. I am fully aware that many preachers today teach that you can "trust Christ as your Savior but not as your Lord," but that is blatant heresy. The "Carnal Christian" doctrine of our day is deadly! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The apostles emphasized the Lordship of Christ and grounded their statements in the fact that God raised His Son from the dead and seated Him at His own right hand with all power and authority. Both the truth of the resurrection and the ascension are prominent in all apostolic preaching in the book of Acts. It is because Christ sits on the throne that men are told to fall down before Him in repentance and faith. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice carefully the following four truths that run all the way through the NT Scriptures. These sample texts demonstrate how the apostles preached Christ and His saving work: (1)Christ was announced at His birth as LORD: "For unto you is born…a Savior, which is Christ the Lord (Luke 2:11). (2) Christ was preached by the apostles to both the Jews and the Gentiles as LORD: "If thou shalt confess with thy mouth Jesus as Lord. .." (Rom 10:9); "Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ" (Acts 16:31); "Therefore let all the house of Israel know assuredly, that God hath made that same Jesus, whom ye crucified, both Lordand Christ" (Acts 2:36). (3) Christ was received in saving faith at conversion as LORD: "As you have therefore received Christ Jesus the Lord, so walk ye in Him" (Col 2:6)(4) All creation will someday bow and acknowledge that Jesus Christ is LORD: "And every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father" (Phil 2:11). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's controversy with men and women today is over the sin of rebellion to the rightful claims of Christ as LORD. The gospel of the apostles demands that man must repent from that rebellion if there is to be true forgiveness. The problem is not merely that sinners refuse to believe that certain things are true, but rather, it is their refusal to bow their heart and life to the Lord that those truths set forth. It's not a question of merely believing that Jesus was born of a virgin or that He was true Deity made flesh. Nearly the whole world gladly professes that those things are true every year at Christmas time. It's not just a willingness to verbally confess that Christ has truly risen from the dead. Most people joyfully acknowledge that at Easter time. It's obvious that most of these people do not believe these truths in their affections and will (Rom 10: 9, 10). They ardently confess they believe the facts, but they also vehemently reject Christ Himself. Romans 8:7 is still the mark of every unbeliever no matter how religious he may be: "The carnal mind is enmity against God: for it is not subject to the law of God, neither indeed can be." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God commands sinners to submit in repentance and faith to the authority of His Son. Read the second Psalm and the second chapter of Acts. The matter boils down to the claims of Christ's Lordship. If you, my dear reader, are not saved by the grace of God, the problem is not in your brain or mind, but in your heart and will. It is true that you must understand with your mind the historical facts about Jesus Christ and His death on the cross for our sins. However, salvation only comes when you, as a whole person, submit yourself and all that you are to Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. Has this transaction taken place between you and the Lord Jesus Christ? If not, bow to Him right now and receive Him into your heart and life in true repentance and faith. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible exhorts you to come to Christ, but not before it clearly tells you who He is and where you might find Him. Christ is not up front at the altar; nor is He in the communion cup or baptistery. He will not be found as the logical conclusion to a series of questions; nor will you find Him as the result of an intellectual decision made by your will. Christ is the Lord of Glory, and as such, He is seated on a throne in heaven at the right hand of God the Father. Coming to Christ is bowing to Him on His throne as both Lord and Savior in repentance and faith. It is to gladly submit to His rightful claims of Lordship over you and receive His gracious benefits promised to you as you trust Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to have a well-grounded assurance of salvation, we must be sure that the true Christ of Scripture is in us and that we are in Him. When we look into the Bible, we see Christ on the throne with all power and authority. We then look into our personal experience and see if that same Christ is on the throne of our hearts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In closing, let's clear up a popular misconception. Christ is every man's Lord right now. We do not make Christ Lord by trusting Him as our personal Lord. We merely acknowledge, gratefully and willingly, what is already true as we submit to Him as the Lord. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ is not in the sinner's hand to do with as the sinner chooses. The reverse is true. God put His Son in our hands one time and we unitedly cried out, "Crucify Him." God then highly exalted Christ and has put us in His hands. Every sinner. without exception, is in the hands of Christ to be disposed of as Christ, the Lord and Judge, decides. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that what I have just said is not taught in most evangelical churches today. Today men are told that they are king and captain of their own soul. The sinner is his own lord and his "free will" is totally in charge. Poor Jesus can do nothing but plead with the sinner to give Him a chance. If the sinner will just take the first step, then Jesus will be able to help. In other cases, Jesus is pictured as freely giving forgiveness, and then pleading for the right to be the Christian's Lord. What a corruption of the gospel is this easy believism of our generation! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us suppose that the would-be bride that we talked about earlier said, "I do," instead of "I'll take his credit cards." The wedding is over, and all of the vows have been taken, and the last person has gone through the receiving line at the rear of the church. The bride turns to the man she just received as her husband and says, "Jim, this has been one of the most wonderful and exciting days of my life. Phone me some day next week and maybe we can have lunch together." I am sure that not a single person can imagine that such a thing could be possible. It is just as impossible, if we are honest with the writings of the apostles, to think that a sinner can truly receive Christ and then part company with Him and go in a different direction until next Sunday morning! Never! The bride and groom now begin a joint life that is shared in all things, so we take Christ into every room of our house and every aspect of our life at our conversion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the gospel of the apostle Paul. That is the true Christian Faith. That is the Christ of the Bible. Have you personally received the Lord Jesus Christ as the gift of God?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-6300801437433285926?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6300801437433285926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=6300801437433285926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/6300801437433285926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/6300801437433285926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-is-christian-faith.html' title='What is the Christian Faith?'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-7094757184715237571</id><published>2009-12-22T12:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T12:49:21.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Value of One Soul</title><content type='html'>"I would sooner bring one sinner to Jesus Christ&lt;br /&gt;than unravel all the mysteries of the divine Word,&lt;br /&gt;for salvation is the one thing we are to live for."&lt;br /&gt;                                                        ~C.H. Spurgeon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-7094757184715237571?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7094757184715237571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=7094757184715237571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/7094757184715237571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/7094757184715237571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/value-of-one-soul.html' title='The Value of One Soul'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-679716420122974585</id><published>2009-12-22T12:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T12:48:24.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Lost! Lost! Lost! Better a whole world on fire than a soul lost!&lt;br /&gt;Better every star quenched and the skies a wreck than a&lt;br /&gt;single soul to be lost!"    ~C. H. Spurgeon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-679716420122974585?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/679716420122974585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=679716420122974585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/679716420122974585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/679716420122974585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/lost-lost-lost-better-whole-world-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-6828888805506797373</id><published>2009-12-22T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T12:46:46.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Exhortation &amp; Reminder</title><content type='html'>Check out the message from I Corinthians 16 on the Lake Road podcast: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.lakeroadchapel.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be on the alert, &lt;br /&gt;stand firm in the faith, &lt;br /&gt;act like men, &lt;br /&gt;be strong. &lt;br /&gt;Let all that you do be done in love." &lt;br /&gt;            ~1 Cor 16:13-14&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-6828888805506797373?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6828888805506797373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=6828888805506797373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/6828888805506797373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/6828888805506797373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-exhortation-reminder_22.html' title='A Good Exhortation &amp; Reminder'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-3781029845495422395</id><published>2009-12-22T12:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T12:37:21.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-Forgetful Love</title><content type='html'>"They will be like dew sent by the Lord." Micah 5:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lives of godly people are sometimes compared to the dew. One point of likeness, is the quiet way in which the dew performs its ministry. It falls silently and imperceptibly. It makes no noise. No one hears it dropping. It chooses its time in the night when men are sleeping, when none can see its beautiful work. It covers the leaves with clusters of pearls. It steals into the bosoms of the flowers, and leaves new cupfuls of sweetness there. It pours itself down among the roots of the grasses and tender herbs and plants. It loses itself altogether, and yet it is not lost. For in the morning there is fresh life everywhere, and new beauty. The fields are greener, the gardens are more fragrant, and all nature is clothed in fresh luxuriance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there not in this simile, a suggestion as to the way we should seek to do good in this world? Should we not wish to have our influence felt--while no one thinks of us; rather than that we should be seen and heard and praised? Should we not be willing to lose ourselves in the service of self-forgetful love, as the dew loses itself in the bosom of the rose--caring only that other lives shall be sweeter, happier, and holier--and not that honor shall come to us? We are too anxious, some of us, that our names shall be written in large letters on the things we do, even on what we do for our Master; and are not willing to sink ourselves out of sight--and let Him alone have the praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Lord's teaching on the subject is very plain. He says: "Be careful not to do your 'acts of righteousness' before men, to be seen by them. If you do, you will have no reward from your Father in heaven. So when you give to the needy, do not announce it with trumpets, as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and on the streets, to be honored by men. I tell you the truth, they have received their reward in full." That is, they have that which they seek--the applause of men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But when you give to the needy, do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing, so that your giving may be in secret. Then your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you." The meaning would seem to be, that we are not to wish people to know of our good deeds, our charities, our self-denials; that we should not seek publicity, when we give money or do good works; indeed, that we are not even to tell ourselves what we have done; that we are not to think about our own good deeds so as to become conscious of them; not to put them down in our diaries and go about complimenting ourselves, throwing bouquets at ourselves, and whispering: "How good I am! What fine things I have done!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an insightful test of our lives. Are we willing to be as the dew--to steal abroad in the darkness, carrying blessings to men's doors, blessings that shall enrich the lives of others and do them good--and then steal away again before those we have helped or blessed awaken, to know what hand it was that brought the gift? Are we willing to work for others . . .&lt;br /&gt;without gratitude,&lt;br /&gt;without recognition,&lt;br /&gt;without human praise,&lt;br /&gt;without requital?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we content to have our lives poured out like the dew--to bless the world and make it more fruitful--and yet remain hidden away ourselves? Is it enough for us to see the fruits of our toil and sacrifice--in others' spiritual growth, and deeper happiness; yet never hear our names spoken in praise or honor--perhaps even hearing others praised for things we have done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you go about doing good in simple ways, in gentle kindnesses, not thinking of reward, not dreaming of praise, not hoping for any return--you are enshrining your name where it will have immortal honor! Our lesson teaches us that this is the way we are to live--if we are followers of Christ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(J. R. Miller, "The Beauty of Quietness" 1903),&lt;br /&gt;Grace Gems&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-3781029845495422395?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3781029845495422395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=3781029845495422395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/3781029845495422395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/3781029845495422395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/self-forgetful-love.html' title='Self-Forgetful Love'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-440612231635921617</id><published>2009-12-22T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T12:33:04.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Violent Take It By Force- Charles Spurgeon</title><content type='html'>"And from the days of John the Baptist until now the kingdom of heaven suffereth violence, and the violent take it by force." Matthew 11:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you think you are going to be carried to heaven on a feather bed? Have you got a notion in your heads that the road to paradise is all a lawn, the grass smoothly mown, still waters and green pastures ever and anon to cheer you? You have just got to clear your heads of that deceitful fancy. The way to heaven is up hill and down hill; up hill with difficulty, down hill with trials. It is through fire and through water, through flood and through flame, by the lions and by the leopards. Through the very mouths of dragons is the path to paradise. But the man who finds it so, and who desperately resolves in the strength of God to tread that path—nay, who does not resolve as if he could do nothing else but resolve, but who feels driven, as if with a hurricane behind him, to go into the right road, this man is never unsuccessful, never. Where God has given a violent anxiety for salvation he never disappoints it. No soul that has ever cried for it with a violent cry has been disappointed. From the beginning of creation until now there has never been raised to the throne of God a violent and earnest prayer which missed its answer. Go, soul, in the strong confidence that if thou goest earnestly thou goest successfully. God may sooner deny himself than deny the request of an earnest man. Our God may sooner cease to be "the Lord God, gracious and merciful," than cease to bless the men who seek the gates of heaven, with the violence of faith and prayer."  ~Charles Spurgeon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-440612231635921617?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/440612231635921617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=440612231635921617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/440612231635921617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/440612231635921617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/violent-take-it-by-force-charles.html' title='The Violent Take It By Force- Charles Spurgeon'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-2791198593790549008</id><published>2009-11-01T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T22:12:50.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Worth of A Soul</title><content type='html'>The worth of a soul: Who can count its value? Who can appraise its worth? An immortal soul is beyond all price.&lt;br /&gt;“For what is a man profited, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul? or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul?” (Matthew 16:26)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In money, one soul is of more value than the wealth of the world.&lt;br /&gt;In journeyings, no foreign land is too distant or any portion of it is too inaccessible for all the people of the world to take a journey there, if by so doing one soul could be saved.There is no trouble too great, no humiliation too deep, no suffering too severe, no love too strong, no labor too hard, no expense too large, but that it is worth it, if it is spent in the effort to win a soul.&lt;br /&gt;Of all creation in this world and in the world to come, the greatest, the most wonderful, the most priceless, the most enduring is a soul.&lt;br /&gt;God loves the soul more than all creation. He fashioned it after His own image, and made it like unto Himself. Every soul has departed from God and gone astray, and God has bought every soul back again with a price. That price was the blood of His only begotten Son, Who took upon Himself the sin of the soul, suffering the death penalty, that the soul might be saved, cleansed and made holy again. God loves every soul with an everlasting, eternal love greater and deeper than&lt;br /&gt;any human love can possibly be. Satan hates the soul. In Satan’s enmity towards God he is using all his energy, using every snare, his utmost cunning, employing every means with the one single purpose of ruining the soul of man, because Satan knows the soul is God’s most cherished creation, the apple of His eye.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A Soul Will Never Die&lt;br /&gt;When this earth of ours has crumbled to dust and has passed away into the forgotten past, a soul will still be in its freshness of youth.&lt;br /&gt;When a million million eternities have each lived out their endless ages and have rolled by into the unthinkable past, and time is no more, the soul will still be living a conscious personal reality endowed with perpetual life.&lt;br /&gt;God has said: “He that winneth souls is wise.” (Proverbs 11:30)&lt;br /&gt;If Christians would only realize the value and the immortality of precious souls, and the shortness of this earthly life, they would work feverishly, unceasingly, with all their greatest energy, day after day, year after year, that they might save one soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-2791198593790549008?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2791198593790549008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=2791198593790549008' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/2791198593790549008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/2791198593790549008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/worth-of-soul.html' title='The Worth of A Soul'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-6753967590471412687</id><published>2009-11-01T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T21:49:51.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes on Evangelism by Spurgeon</title><content type='html'>"Every Christian is either a missionary or an imposter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you want arguments for soul winning? Look up to Heaven, and ask yourself how sinners can ever reach those harps of gold and learn their everlasting song, unless they have someone to tell them of Jesus, who is mighty to save. But the best argument of all is to be found in the wounds of Jesus. You want to honour Him, you desire to put many crowns upon His head, and this you can best do by winning souls for Him. These are the spoils that He covets, these are the trophies for which He fights, these are the jewels that shall be His best adornment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lost! Lost! Lost! Better a whole world on fire than a soul lost! Better every star quenched and the skies a wreck than a single soul to be lost!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I would sooner bring one sinner to Jesus Christ than unravel all the mysteries of the divine Word, for salvation is the one thing we are to live for."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If there be any one point in which the Christian church ought to keep its fervor at a white heat, it is concerning missions. If there be anything about which we cannot tolerate lukewarmness,&lt;br /&gt;it is the matter of sending the gospel to a dying world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When preaching and private talk are not available, you need to have a tract ready....Get good striking tracts, or none at all. But a touching gospel tract may be the seed of eternal life. herefore, do not go out without your tracts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To be a soul winner is the happiest thing in the world. And with every soul you bring to Jesus Christ, you seem to get a new heaven here upon earth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If sinners will be damned, at least let them leap to Hell over our bodies. And if they will perish, let them perish with our arms about their knees, imploring them to stay. If Hell must be filled, at least let it be filled in the teeth of our exertions, and let not one go there unwarned and unprayed for."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If there existed only one man or woman who did not love the Saviour, and if that person lived among the wilds of Siberia, and if it were necessary that all the millions of believers on the face of the earth should journey there, and every one of them plead with him to come to Jesus before he could be converted, it would be well worth all the zeal, labour, and expense. If we had to preach to thousands year after year, and never rescued but one soul, that one soul would be full reward for all our labour, for a soul is of countless price."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-6753967590471412687?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6753967590471412687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=6753967590471412687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/6753967590471412687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/6753967590471412687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/quotes-on-evangelism-by-spurgeon.html' title='Quotes on Evangelism by Spurgeon'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-8466808828135935103</id><published>2009-11-01T21:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T21:47:49.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Harvest is Plentiful</title><content type='html'>http://wwwsavedbygrace.blogspot.com/2009/11/harvest-is-plentiful.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-8466808828135935103?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-5829838168830743788</id><published>2009-11-01T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T21:40:33.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reaching the Lost</title><content type='html'>Tears Of The Saints &lt;br /&gt;Artist(Band):Leeland &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;There are many prodigal sons &lt;br /&gt;On our city streets they run &lt;br /&gt;Searching for shelter &lt;br /&gt;There are homes broken down &lt;br /&gt;People’s hopes have fallen to the ground &lt;br /&gt;From failures &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an emergency! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are tears from the saints &lt;br /&gt;For the lost and unsaved &lt;br /&gt;We’re crying for them come back home &lt;br /&gt;We’re crying for them come back home &lt;br /&gt;And all your children will stretch out their hands &lt;br /&gt;And pick up the crippled man &lt;br /&gt;Father, we will lead them home &lt;br /&gt;Father, we will lead them home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are schools full of hatred &lt;br /&gt;Even churches have forsaken &lt;br /&gt;Love and mercy &lt;br /&gt;May we see this generation &lt;br /&gt;In its state of desperation &lt;br /&gt;For Your glory &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an emergency! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are tears from the saints &lt;br /&gt;For the lost and unsaved &lt;br /&gt;We’re crying for them come back home &lt;br /&gt;We’re crying for them come back home &lt;br /&gt;And all your children will stretch out their hands &lt;br /&gt;And pick up the crippled man &lt;br /&gt;Father, we will lead them home &lt;br /&gt;Father, we will lead them home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinner, reach out your hands! &lt;br /&gt;Children, in Christ you stand! &lt;br /&gt;Sinner, reach out your hands! &lt;br /&gt;Children, in Christ you stand! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are tears from the saints &lt;br /&gt;For the lost and unsaved &lt;br /&gt;We’re crying for them come back home &lt;br /&gt;We’re crying for them come back home &lt;br /&gt;And all Your children will stretch out their hands &lt;br /&gt;And pick up the crippled man &lt;br /&gt;Father, we will lead them home &lt;br /&gt;Father, we will lead them home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-5829838168830743788?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5829838168830743788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=5829838168830743788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/5829838168830743788'/><link rel='self' 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17:3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-2654709312441642559?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2654709312441642559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=2654709312441642559' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/2654709312441642559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/2654709312441642559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/only-true-god.html' title='The Only True God'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-5690832960446894906</id><published>2009-10-07T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T15:19:43.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord of the Harvest</title><content type='html'>And He was saying to them,&lt;br /&gt;"The harvest is plentiful,&lt;br /&gt;but the laborers are few;&lt;br /&gt;therefore beseech the Lord of the harvest&lt;br /&gt;to send out laborers into His harvest."  ~Luke 10:2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-5690832960446894906?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-2794137945307591417</id><published>2009-10-07T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T15:15:23.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gift Nobody Wants by Paul Washer</title><content type='html'>http://truthseldomheard.blogspot.com/2009/01/gift-nobody-wants-paul-washer.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-2794137945307591417?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2794137945307591417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=2794137945307591417' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='html'>Whate’er my God ordains is right: His holy will abideth;&lt;br /&gt;I will be still whate’er He doth; And follow where He guideth;&lt;br /&gt;He is my God; though dark my road, He holds me that I shall not fall:&lt;br /&gt;Wherefore to Him I leave it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whate’er my God ordains is right: He never will deceive me;&lt;br /&gt;He leads me by the proper path: I know He will not leave me.&lt;br /&gt;I take, content, what He hath sent; His hand can turn my griefs away,&lt;br /&gt;And patiently I wait His day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whate’er my God ordains is right: Though now this cup, in drinking,&lt;br /&gt;May bitter seem to my faint heart, I take it, all unshrinking.&lt;br /&gt;My God is true; each morn anew Sweet comfort yet shall fill my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And pain and sorrow shall depart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whate’er my God ordains is right: Here shall my stand be taken;&lt;br /&gt;Though sorrow, need, or death be mine, Yet I am not forsaken.&lt;br /&gt;My Father’s care is round me there; He holds me that I shall not fall:&lt;br /&gt;And so to Him I leave it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words: Samuel Rodigast&lt;br /&gt;Tune: S. Gastorius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Listen to this hymn here:  www.restassuredhymns.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-2666528385422789663?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2666528385422789663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=2666528385422789663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/2666528385422789663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/2666528385422789663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-7451755169162801385</id><published>2009-09-15T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T20:51:13.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Burden for Souls</title><content type='html'>"I remember, when I have preached at different times &lt;br /&gt;in the country, and sometimes here, that my whole soul &lt;br /&gt;has agonized over men, every nerve of my body has been &lt;br /&gt;strained and I could have wept my very being out of my eyes &lt;br /&gt;and carried my whole frame away in a flood of tears, &lt;br /&gt;if I could but win souls."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Spurgeon, by Arnold Dallimore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-7451755169162801385?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-7361838955504479864</id><published>2009-09-15T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T20:23:59.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Wonderful Sermons</title><content type='html'>"O Church Arise" by Tim Conway, (August 23)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Lost Sheep, Lost Coin, Lost Son" by Vaylard Zupke, (July 12th)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Listen to them here:  www.lakeroadchapel.org&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-7361838955504479864?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7361838955504479864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-8362468854930790841</id><published>2009-09-15T20:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T20:19:59.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hebrides Revival</title><content type='html'>http://www.firesofrevival.com/trevival/hrevival.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-8362468854930790841?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8362468854930790841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=8362468854930790841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/8362468854930790841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/8362468854930790841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/hebrides-revival.html' title='The Hebrides Revival'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-4581099903301861758</id><published>2009-09-15T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T20:17:05.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"And I have other sheep, which are not of this fold; I must bring them also, &lt;br /&gt;and they shall hear My voice; and they shall become one flock with one shepherd."  ~John 10:16&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-4581099903301861758?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4581099903301861758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=4581099903301861758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/4581099903301861758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/4581099903301861758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-i-have-other-sheep-which-are-not-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-2931927587011118750</id><published>2009-09-15T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T20:16:33.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE HOT WATER BOTTLE - A True Story By Helen Roseveare, Missionary to Africa</title><content type='html'>One night, in Central Africa, I had worked hard to help a mother in the labor ward; but in spite of all that we could do, she died leaving us with a tiny, premature baby and a crying, two-year-old daughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would have difficulty keeping the baby alive. We had no incubator. We had no electricity to run an incubator, and no special feeding facilities. Although we lived on the equator, nights were often chilly with treacherous drafts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A student-midwife went for the box we had for such babies and for the cotton wool that the baby would be wrapped in. Another went to stoke up the fire and fill a hot water bottle. She came back shortly, in distress, to tell me that in filling the bottle, it had burst. Rubber perishes easily in tropical climates. "...and it is our last hot water bottle!" she exclaimed. As in the West, it is no good crying over spilled milk; so, in Central Africa it might be considered no good crying over a burst water bottle. They do not grow on trees, and there are no drugstores down forest pathways. All right," I said, "Put the baby as near the fire as you safely can; sleep between the baby and the door to keep it free from drafts. Your job is to keep the baby warm." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following noon, as I did most days, I went to have prayers with many of the orphanage children who chose to gather with me. I gave the youngsters various suggestions of things to pray about and told them about the tiny baby. I explained our problem about keeping the baby warm enough, mentioning the hot water bottle. The baby could so easily die if it got chilled. I also told them about the two-year-old sister, crying because her mother had died. During the prayer time, one ten-year-old girl, Ruth, prayed with the usual blunt consciousness of our African children. "Please, God," she prayed, "send us a water bottle. It'll be no good tomorrow, God, the baby'll be dead; so, please send it this afternoon." While I gasped inwardly at the audacity of the prayer, she added by way of corollary, " ...And while You are about it, would You please send a dolly for the little girl so she'll know You really love her?" As often with children's prayers, I was put on the spot. Could I honestly say, "Amen?" I just did not believe that God could do this. Oh, yes, I know that He can do everything: The Bible says so, but there are limits, aren't there? The only way God could answer this particular prayer would be by sending a parcel from the homeland. I had been in Africa for almost four years at that time, and I had never, ever received a parcel from home. Anyway, if anyone did send a parcel, who would put in a hot water bottle? I lived on the equator! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the afternoon, while I was teaching in the nurses' training school, a message was sent that there was a car at my front door. By the time that I reached home, the car had gone, but there, on the veranda, was a large twenty-two pound parcel! I felt tears pricking my eyes. I could not open the parcel alone; so, I sent for the orphanage children. Together we pulled off the string, carefully undoing each knot. We folded the paper, taking care not to tear it unduly. Excitement was mounting. Some thirty or forty pairs of eyes were focused on the large cardboard box. From the top, I lifted out brightly colored, knitted jerseys. Eyes sparkled as I gave them out. Then, there were the knitted bandages for the leprosy patients, and the children began to look a little bored. Next, came a box of mixed raisins and sultanas - - that would make a nice batch of buns for the weekend. As I put my hand in again, I felt the...could it really be? I grasped it, and pulled it out. Yes, "A brand-new rubber, hot water bottle!" I cried. I had not asked God to send it; I had not truly believed that He could. Ruth was in the front row of the children. She rushed forward, crying out, "If God has sent the bottle, He must have sent the dolly, too!" Rummaging down to the bottom of the box, she pulled out the small, beautifully dressed dolly. Her eyes shone: She had never doubted! Looking up at me, she asked, "Can I go over with you, Mummy, and give this dolly to that little girl, so she'll know that Jesus really loves her?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That parcel had been on the way for five whole months, packed up by my former Sunday School class, whose leader had heard and obeyed God's prompting to send a hot water bottle, even to the equator. One of the girls had put in a dolly for an African child -- five months earlier in answer to the believing prayer of a ten-year-old to bring it "That afternoon!" "And it shall come to pass, that before they call, I will answer; and while they are yet speaking, I will hear." Isaiah 65:24 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helen Roseveare a doctor missionary from England to Zaire, Africa, told this as it had happened to her in Africa. She shared it in her testimony on a Wednesday night at Thomas Road Baptist Church.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-2931927587011118750?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2931927587011118750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=2931927587011118750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/2931927587011118750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/2931927587011118750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/hot-water-bottle-true-story-by-helen.html' title='THE HOT WATER BOTTLE - A True Story By Helen Roseveare, Missionary to Africa'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-8635645823021598804</id><published>2009-09-15T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T19:50:43.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“I find it very beneficial to my health to walk thus for meditation before breakfast,and generally take out a New Testament and I find that I can profitably spend my time in the open air. I used to consider the time spent in walking a loss, but now I find it very profitable, not only to my body, but also to my soul.For I speak to my Father about the things that He has brought before me in His precious Word.”   &lt;br /&gt;         ~George Muller&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-8635645823021598804?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8635645823021598804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=8635645823021598804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/8635645823021598804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/8635645823021598804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-find-it-very-beneficial-to-my-health.html' title=''/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-4404076286093519092</id><published>2009-09-15T19:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T19:48:53.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer</title><content type='html'>"I cannot help praying. If I were not allowed to utter a word all day long, that would not affect my praying. If I could not have five minutes that I might spend in prayer by myself, I should pray all the same. Minute by minute, moment by moment, somehow or other, my heart must commune with my God. Prayer has become as essential to me as the heaving of my lungs and the beating of my pulse."   &lt;br /&gt;    ~C. H. Spurgeon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-4404076286093519092?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4404076286093519092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=4404076286093519092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/4404076286093519092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/4404076286093519092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/prayer.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-53632350472870792</id><published>2009-09-15T19:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T19:47:33.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Love of Christ...</title><content type='html'>"The love of Christ in its sweetness, its fullness, its greatness, its faithfulness, [which] passeth all human comprehension...it is so vast and boundless that, as the swallow skimmeth the water, and diveth not into its depths, so all descriptive words but touch the surface, while depths immeasurable lie beneath."   &lt;br /&gt;      ~C. H. Spurgeon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-53632350472870792?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/53632350472870792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=53632350472870792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/53632350472870792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/53632350472870792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-of-christ.html' title='The Love of Christ...'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-4652644965927441832</id><published>2009-09-15T19:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T19:43:48.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"You breathe in order to worship Him. &lt;br /&gt; Your strength is given to serve Him. &lt;br /&gt; Your mind has been granted to you in order to think great thoughts of Him. &lt;br /&gt; Everything you are is for Him."    ~Paul Washer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-4652644965927441832?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4652644965927441832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=4652644965927441832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/4652644965927441832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/4652644965927441832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-breathe-in-order-to-worship-him.html' title=''/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-2172501650274097888</id><published>2009-09-15T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T19:41:54.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When We Pray....</title><content type='html'>We do not come in prayer only to a place where God dispenses His favors to the poor. Nor do we some to the back door of the house of mercy to receive scraps, though that is more than we deserve. When we pray, we are standing in the palace before God's throne. We are on the glittering floor of the great King's reception room, and thus we are placed on advantaged ground.Shall we come with stunted requests and a narrow, contracted faith? No, for it does not become a King to be giving away pennies. Our God distributes pieces of broad gold. Oh that we always felt this way when we came before the throne of grace! Then He would do "exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think." (Eph.3:20)     &lt;br /&gt;           ~C.H. Spurgeon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-2172501650274097888?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2172501650274097888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=2172501650274097888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/2172501650274097888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/2172501650274097888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-we-pray.html' title='When We Pray....'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-5213801403840330343</id><published>2009-09-15T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T19:39:07.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sower Went Out to Sow</title><content type='html'>And He spoke many things to them in parables, saying, "Behold, the sower went out to sow;and as he sowed, some seeds fell beside the road, and the birds came and ate them up.And others fell upon the rocky places, where they did not have much soil; and immediately they sprang up, because they had no depth of soil.&lt;br /&gt;But when the sun had risen, they were scorched; and because they had no root, they withered away.And others fell among the thorns, and the thorns came up and choked them out. And others fell on the good soil, and yielded a crop, some a hundredfold, some sixty,and somethirty."      &lt;br /&gt;                          ~Matthew 13:3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-5213801403840330343?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5213801403840330343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=5213801403840330343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/5213801403840330343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/5213801403840330343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/sower-went-out-to-sow.html' title='The Sower Went Out to Sow'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-2249790348606623433</id><published>2009-09-15T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T19:34:38.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And He was saying to them, &lt;br /&gt;"The harvest is plentiful, &lt;br /&gt;but the laborers are few; &lt;br /&gt;therefore beseech the Lord of the harvest &lt;br /&gt;to send out laborers into His harvest."  ~Luke 10:2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-2249790348606623433?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2249790348606623433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=2249790348606623433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/2249790348606623433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/2249790348606623433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-he-was-saying-to-them-harvest-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-1968424979626821601</id><published>2009-09-15T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T19:29:20.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have many in this city who are my people.  Acts 18:10</title><content type='html'>"This should be a great encouragement in proclaiming the Gospel, since among the people in our communities---the disinterested, the rebellious, the careless---God has an elect people who must be saved. When you take the Word to them, you do so because God has ordained you to be the messenger of life to their souls, and they must receive it, for so the decree of predestination runs. They are as much redeemed by blood as the saints before the eternal throne. They are Christ's property, and yet perhaps they are lovers of selfish pleasures and haters of holiness; but if Jesus Christ purchased them, He will have them. God is not unfaithful to forget the price that His Son has paid. He will not suffer His substitution to be in any case an ineffectual, dead thing. Tens of thousands of redeemed ones are not regenerated yet, but regenerated they must be; and this is our comfort when we go to them with the quickening Word of God.             &lt;br /&gt;                      ~Charles Spurgeon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-1968424979626821601?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1968424979626821601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=1968424979626821601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1968424979626821601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1968424979626821601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-many-in-this-city-who-are-my_15.html' title='I have many in this city who are my people.  Acts 18:10'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-6305940798186919921</id><published>2009-08-07T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T16:24:39.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being A Christian When You Are Young</title><content type='html'>To be a believer in Jesus Christ early in life is to be saved from a thousand regrets! Such a person shall never have to say that they carry in their bones the sins of their youth. The Christian young man will not fall into the common sins of other young men and injure his bodily health by excesses.&lt;br /&gt;He will likely marry a Christian woman and so have a holy companion in his journey towards heaven. The same is true for young women who really follow Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early godliness helps us to form friendships for the rest of life which will prove helpful and saves us from those which are harmful. The young Christian will select, as his friends, the godly from the church and not the party-goers at the local bar. They will be his helpers in virtue and not his tempters to sin. Depend upon it--a great deal depends upon whom we choose for our companions early in life. If we start in bad company, it is very hard to break away from it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man brought to Christ early in life has this further advantage--he is helped to form holy habits and is saved from being the slave of sinful ones. Habits soon become second nature; to form new ones is hard work; but those formed in youth usually remain to old age. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also notice that very frequently those who are brought to Christ while young grow in grace more rapidly and readily than others do. They have not so much to unlearn and they have not such a heavy weight of old sinful memories to carry. The scars and bleeding sores which come from having spent years in the service of the devil are missed by those whom the Lord brings into His church early, before they have wandered far into the sinful pleasures of this evil world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot commend early godliness too highly. How attractive it is! Grace looks loveliest in youth! That which would not be noticed in the grown man strikes at once the most careless observer when seen in a child or younger person. Grace then has a convincing force--the infidel drops his weapon and admires. A word spoken by a child abides in the memory and its artless accents touch the heart. Where the minister's sermon fails, the young person's prayer may gain the victory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. H. Spurgeon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-6305940798186919921?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6305940798186919921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=6305940798186919921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/6305940798186919921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/6305940798186919921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/being-christian-when-you-are-young.html' title='Being A Christian When You Are Young'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-3826532848055239183</id><published>2009-08-07T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T16:21:27.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God Hears Prayer</title><content type='html'>The following is a good reminder from E.M. Bounds that "ask and it will be given to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two cases of unanswered prayer are recorded in the Scriptures in addition to the Gethsemane prayer of our Lord. The first was that of David for the life of his baby child, but for good reasons to Almighty God the request was not granted. The second was that of Paul for the removal of the thorn in the flesh, which was denied. But we are constrained to believe these must have been notable as exceptions to God's rule, as illustrated in the history of prophet, priest, apostle and saint, as recorded in the divine Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Possibilities of Prayer, 105. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(posted by Mason Vann)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-3826532848055239183?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3826532848055239183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=3826532848055239183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/3826532848055239183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/3826532848055239183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/god-hears-prayer.html' title='God Hears Prayer'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-828284401558596333</id><published>2009-07-13T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T22:45:20.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Robert Chapman: An Apostle of Love</title><content type='html'>Robert Chapman lived from 1803 to 1902 in England. He was known for living a remarkable life of Christian love (a life he would say was entirely unremarkable).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here a few choice quotes from his biography (Robert Chapman: A Biography)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My business is to love others and not to seek that others shall love me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are many who preach Christ, but not so many who live Christ. My great aim is to live Christ." (p.29)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Men's books full oft with chaff are stored, God's naught but golden grain afford." (p.142)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The great cause of neglecting the Scriptures is not want of time, but want of heart, some idol taking the place of Christ." (p.168)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-828284401558596333?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/828284401558596333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=828284401558596333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/828284401558596333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/828284401558596333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/robert-chapman-apostle-of-love.html' title='Robert Chapman: An Apostle of Love'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-2838668176949637408</id><published>2009-07-13T22:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T22:20:58.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Burden for the Lost</title><content type='html'>"I remember, when I have preached at different times in the country,&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes here, that my whole soul has agonized over men, &lt;br /&gt;every nerve of my body has been strained and I could have wept my very being out of my eyes and carried my whole frame away in a flood of tears, &lt;br /&gt;if I could but win souls."   ~Spurgeon, by Arnold Dallimore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-7548604541819599391</id><published>2009-07-13T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:44:41.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Are You Bad Enough to Become A Christian?"</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=di5XTs_rcUc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by John Marshall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-7548604541819599391?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-1295464498456997454</id><published>2009-07-13T21:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:40:58.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“A dog barks when his master is attacked. I would be a coward if I saw that God’s truth is attacked and yet would remain silent.” &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                              ~John Calvin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-1295464498456997454?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1295464498456997454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=1295464498456997454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1295464498456997454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/1295464498456997454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/dog-barks-when-his-master-is-attacked.html' title=''/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635812429567280957.post-5872110395355662447</id><published>2009-06-29T19:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T19:47:45.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lloyd-Jones on Jonathan Edwards</title><content type='html'>"No man is more relevant to the present condition of Christianity than Jonathan Edwards. . . . He was a mighty theologian and a great evangelist at the same time. . . . He was pre-eminently the theologian of revival. If you want to know anything about true revival, Edwards is the man to consult. Revivals have often started as the result of people reading volumes such as these two volumes of Edwards' Works."&lt;br /&gt;-D. Martyn Lloyd-Jones, 1976&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1635812429567280957-5872110395355662447?l=nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5872110395355662447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1635812429567280957&amp;postID=5872110395355662447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/5872110395355662447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1635812429567280957/posts/default/5872110395355662447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocrossnocrownblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/lloyd-jones-on-jonathan-edwards.html' title='Lloyd-Jones on Jonathan Edwards'/><author><name>Mona Leiter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06064910559370931395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
