<?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-6393653315928485689</id><updated>2011-08-26T11:54:32.226-05:00</updated><category term='Stand fast and fight the good fight'/><category term='Trials and Afflictions'/><category term='Grief and Comfort'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='God Always Cares'/><category term='Grief and Comfort - Death of a Child'/><category term='For Love of God and Neighbor'/><title type='text'>New Loft Chamber</title><subtitle type='html'>"At last it pleased God, lying in a chamber, called the new loft chamber, in the very night while I lay, to smite me inwardly and judicially, in my conscience...I confessed, restored God to his glory, and cried God's mercy for the merits of Christ…that same night, or ever the day dawned, or ever the sun rose, he restrained these furies, and these outcries of my just accusing conscience, and enabled me to rise in the morning." 
-- Robert Bruce, Minister, Kirk in Edinburgh, 1581</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>James W. Bruce, III</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525247505183512820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-38Y1n5mo6OA/TlfPuYO7AgI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sD9wznuglHw/s220/Jay.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393653315928485689.post-1108285283343127577</id><published>2009-02-23T08:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T08:35:02.133-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"If so be that we suffer with Him." Romans 8:17</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://adventus.org/en/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/rembrandt_supper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" alt="" src="http://adventus.org/en/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/rembrandt_supper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not as He suffered. Oh, no! there is no curse, no wrath, no hell in the cup of sorrow which we drink. All these ingredients composed His bitter draught. Yet He suffers with us, and permits our afflictions to be called the "afflictions of Christ." He is with you on that bed of sickness; He is with you on that couch of languishing; He is with you in that darkened room; He kneels with you at that coffin; and He weeps with you by the side of that sepulcher. Oh, may it not reconcile us to all the suffering we have ever endured, or may yet be called to endure, to feel the perfect oneness, the presence, the sympathy, the succourings of such a Savior? Who would wish to shun the shame of His cross, the scorn of His name, the lowliness of His kingdom, the self-denial of His religion, allied in the tenderest sympathy at every step with this illustrious Martyr- this Prince of sufferers- this Brother born for adversity? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;_____________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Octavius Winslow, &lt;em&gt;Morning Thoughts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393653315928485689-1108285283343127577?l=newloftchamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/feeds/1108285283343127577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393653315928485689&amp;postID=1108285283343127577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/1108285283343127577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/1108285283343127577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-so-be-that-we-suffer-with-him-romans.html' title='&quot;If so be that we suffer with Him.&quot; Romans 8:17'/><author><name>James W. Bruce, III</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525247505183512820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-38Y1n5mo6OA/TlfPuYO7AgI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sD9wznuglHw/s220/Jay.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393653315928485689.post-3591136824452590483</id><published>2009-01-27T13:45:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T14:49:29.248-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God Always Cares'/><title type='text'>There is a river...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xY40p1fHOmg/TS9jqIfkoOI/AAAAAAAAADY/zNVjGV7cLzU/s1600/OCS%2B5th%2Band%2B6th%2BScience%2BCamp%2B2010%2B099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 251px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 167px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561773640311415010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xY40p1fHOmg/TS9jqIfkoOI/AAAAAAAAADY/zNVjGV7cLzU/s200/OCS%2B5th%2Band%2B6th%2BScience%2BCamp%2B2010%2B099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God. -- Ps 46:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Divine grace like a smoothly flowing, fertilizing, full, and never-failing river, yields refreshment and consolation to believers. This is the river of the water of life, of which the church above as well as the church below partakes evermore. It is no boisterous ocean, but a placid stream, it is not stayed in its course by earthquakes or crumbling mountains, it follows its serene course without disturbance. Happy are they who know from their own experience that there is such a river of God."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charles Spurgeon, from God Always Cares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393653315928485689-3591136824452590483?l=newloftchamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/feeds/3591136824452590483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393653315928485689&amp;postID=3591136824452590483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/3591136824452590483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/3591136824452590483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/2009/01/there-is-river.html' title='There is a river...'/><author><name>James W. Bruce, III</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525247505183512820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-38Y1n5mo6OA/TlfPuYO7AgI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sD9wznuglHw/s220/Jay.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xY40p1fHOmg/TS9jqIfkoOI/AAAAAAAAADY/zNVjGV7cLzU/s72-c/OCS%2B5th%2Band%2B6th%2BScience%2BCamp%2B2010%2B099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393653315928485689.post-7533453933226471556</id><published>2008-12-25T23:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T23:23:57.495-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>A Christmas Carol</title><content type='html'>"&lt;em&gt;Mankind was my business&lt;/em&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.miketrevillion.com/images/FromaChristmasCarol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://www.miketrevillion.com/images/FromaChristmasCarol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we come to the close of this Christmas Day, I give thanks to Jesus Christ -- Emmanuel, God with Us -- had he not made mankind his business there would be no Christmas Past, no Christmas Present, and no Christmas Yet To Come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless Us, Every One!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.miketrevillion.com/images/FromaChristmasCarol.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393653315928485689-7533453933226471556?l=newloftchamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/feeds/7533453933226471556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393653315928485689&amp;postID=7533453933226471556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/7533453933226471556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/7533453933226471556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-carol.html' title='A Christmas Carol'/><author><name>James W. Bruce, III</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525247505183512820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-38Y1n5mo6OA/TlfPuYO7AgI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sD9wznuglHw/s220/Jay.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393653315928485689.post-4036069393834254609</id><published>2008-12-12T21:48:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:29:09.167-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grief and Comfort'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='For Love of God and Neighbor'/><title type='text'>The Purpose and Use of Comforts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fineartprintsondemand.com/artists/millet/good_samaritan-400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" alt="" src="http://www.fineartprintsondemand.com/artists/millet/good_samaritan-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Blessed be the God of comfort, who comforts us that we may be able to comfort them that are in tribulation."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;em&gt;The truth is that we are at our best when we try to be it not for ourselves alone, but for our brethren; and that we take God's gifts most completely for oursevles when we realize that He sends them to use for the benefit of other men, who stand beyond us needing them...I am sure that you or I could be strengthened to meet some great experience of pain if we really believed that by our suffering we were made luminous with help to other men. They are to get from us painlessly what we have got most painfully from God&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Philips Brooks (author of O Little Town of Bethlehem), Sermon on The Purpose and Use of Comforts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;May we follow the example of the good Samaritan, even more so that of Jesus Christ, and help those in distress. Lord give us grace and strength to give our best for the benefit of others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393653315928485689-4036069393834254609?l=newloftchamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/feeds/4036069393834254609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393653315928485689&amp;postID=4036069393834254609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/4036069393834254609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/4036069393834254609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/2008/12/purpose-and-use-of-comforts.html' title='The Purpose and Use of Comforts'/><author><name>James W. Bruce, III</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525247505183512820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-38Y1n5mo6OA/TlfPuYO7AgI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sD9wznuglHw/s220/Jay.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393653315928485689.post-4633653352418960674</id><published>2008-12-04T12:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T12:13:18.097-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grief and Comfort'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trials and Afflictions'/><title type='text'>Be Not Dismayed</title><content type='html'>"&lt;em&gt;If your Lord call you to suffering, be not dismayed; there shall be a new allow&lt;a href="http://community.berea.edu/appalachianheritage/issues/summer2005/images/thorns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px" alt="" src="http://community.berea.edu/appalachianheritage/issues/summer2005/images/thorns.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ance of the King for you when you come to it. One of the softest pillows Christ has is laid under his witnesses' head, though often they must set their bare feet among thorns&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel Rutherford, &lt;em&gt;The Loveliness of Christ&lt;/em&gt; (Banner of Truth)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393653315928485689-4633653352418960674?l=newloftchamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/feeds/4633653352418960674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393653315928485689&amp;postID=4633653352418960674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/4633653352418960674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/4633653352418960674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/2008/12/be-not-dismayed.html' title='Be Not Dismayed'/><author><name>James W. Bruce, III</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525247505183512820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-38Y1n5mo6OA/TlfPuYO7AgI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sD9wznuglHw/s220/Jay.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393653315928485689.post-3712041247810447582</id><published>2008-12-02T08:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T11:17:41.418-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grief and Comfort - Death of a Child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trials and Afflictions'/><title type='text'>"I give you joy, my darling."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thepluginsite.com/gallery/photowiz2004/a/icetree2_001%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 327px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://thepluginsite.com/gallery/photowiz2004/a/icetree2_001%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b295/Midnight_Muse/IceTreesBig.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ice breaks many a branch, and so I see a great many persons bowed down and crushed by their afflictions. But now and then I meet one that sings in affliction, and then I thank God for my own sake as well as his. There is no such sweet singing as a song in the night. You recollect the story of the woman who, when her only child died, in rapture looking up, as with the face of an angel, said, "I give you joy, my darling." That single sentence has gone with me years and years down through my life, quickening me and comforting me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Henry Ward Beecher (as quoted in, &lt;em&gt;Streams in the Desert,&lt;/em&gt; Dec. 3rd reading)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393653315928485689-3712041247810447582?l=newloftchamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/feeds/3712041247810447582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393653315928485689&amp;postID=3712041247810447582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/3712041247810447582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/3712041247810447582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-give-you-joy-my-darling.html' title='&quot;I give you joy, my darling.&quot;'/><author><name>James W. Bruce, III</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525247505183512820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-38Y1n5mo6OA/TlfPuYO7AgI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sD9wznuglHw/s220/Jay.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393653315928485689.post-9077763923622561184</id><published>2008-11-22T14:16:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T12:18:07.981-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trials and Afflictions'/><title type='text'>The Privileges of Trial</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It is said that when the stars cannot be seen during the day from the ordinary level of the earth, if one should go down into a dark well, they would be visible at once. And certainly it is a fact that the best of God’s promises are usually seen by His Church when she is in her darkest trials. As sure as ever God puts His children i&lt;a href="http://www.tate.org.uk/collection/N/N00/N00517_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" alt="" src="http://www.tate.org.uk/collection/N/N00/N00517_8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n the furnace, He will be in the furnace with them. I do not read that Jacob saw the angel until he came into a position where he had to wrestle, and then the wrestling Jacob saw the wrestling angel. I do not know that Joshua ever saw the angel of God till he was by Jericho, and then Joshua saw the angelic warrior. I do not know that Abraham ever saw the Lord till he had become a stranger and a wanderer in the plains of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mamre&lt;/span&gt;, and then the Lord appeared unto him as a wayfaring man. It is in our most desperate sorrows that we have our happiest experiences. You must go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Patmos&lt;/span&gt; to see the revelation. It is only on the barren, storm-girt rock, shut out from all the world’s light, that we can find a fitting darkness in which we can view the light of heaven &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;undistracted&lt;/span&gt; by the shadows of earth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Spurgeon&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Gleanings Among the Sheaves&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393653315928485689-9077763923622561184?l=newloftchamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/feeds/9077763923622561184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393653315928485689&amp;postID=9077763923622561184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/9077763923622561184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/9077763923622561184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/2008/11/privileges-of-trial.html' title='The Privileges of Trial'/><author><name>James W. Bruce, III</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525247505183512820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-38Y1n5mo6OA/TlfPuYO7AgI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sD9wznuglHw/s220/Jay.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393653315928485689.post-848875336884108929</id><published>2008-11-22T13:51:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T08:50:05.850-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trials and Afflictions'/><title type='text'>"Thou hast shewed thy people hard things." Ps. 60:3</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Heroes are forged on anvils with pain,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;And splendid courage comes but with the test.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some natures ripen and some natures bloom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only on blood-wet soil, some souls prove great&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only in moments dark with death and doom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;God gets his best soldiers out of the highlands of affliction&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/span&gt; -- Charles Spurgeon, &lt;em&gt;Gleanings Among the Sheaves&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393653315928485689-848875336884108929?l=newloftchamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/feeds/848875336884108929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393653315928485689&amp;postID=848875336884108929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/848875336884108929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/848875336884108929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/2008/11/thou-hast-shewed-thy-people-hard-things.html' title='&quot;Thou hast shewed thy people hard things.&quot; Ps. 60:3'/><author><name>James W. Bruce, III</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525247505183512820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-38Y1n5mo6OA/TlfPuYO7AgI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sD9wznuglHw/s220/Jay.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393653315928485689.post-2876376942675831546</id><published>2008-11-20T22:54:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T23:07:18.757-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grief and Comfort'/><title type='text'>"The Cushion of the Sea"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.clarkart.edu/exhibitions/homer/ia/art/images_full/1955.8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px" alt="" src="http://www.clarkart.edu/exhibitions/homer/ia/art/images_full/1955.8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From &lt;em&gt;Streams in the Desert&lt;/em&gt;, daily reading for Oct. 20,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"And the peace of God, which transcends all our powers of thought, will be a garrison to guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus." (Phil 4:7)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;--------------------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is what is called the "cushion of the sea." Down beneath the surface that is agitated by storms, and driven about with winds, there is a part of the sea that is never stirred...The peace of God is that eternal calm which, like the cushion of the sea, lief far too deep down to be reached by any external trouble and disturbance; and he who enters into the presence of God, becomes partaker of that undisturbed and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;undisturbable&lt;/span&gt; calm.&lt;/em&gt; -- Dr. A. T. Pierson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393653315928485689-2876376942675831546?l=newloftchamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/feeds/2876376942675831546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393653315928485689&amp;postID=2876376942675831546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/2876376942675831546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/2876376942675831546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/2008/11/cushion-of-sea.html' title='&quot;The Cushion of the Sea&quot;'/><author><name>James W. Bruce, III</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525247505183512820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-38Y1n5mo6OA/TlfPuYO7AgI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sD9wznuglHw/s220/Jay.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393653315928485689.post-2185814542008694558</id><published>2008-11-20T22:13:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T11:22:20.045-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='For Love of God and Neighbor'/><title type='text'>Streams in the Desert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www3.freeze.com/Wallpaper/Desert/090408_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www3.freeze.com/Wallpaper/Desert/090408_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.revrainbow.org/images/events/sedona_red_cliffs_and_river.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While recently rummaging though a box of old books I found a little devotional, &lt;em&gt;Streams in the Desert, &lt;/em&gt;by Mrs. C. E. Cowman. Inside the book was an inscription to my great grandmother, dated September 10, 1964, which read,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To Mrs. Fowler, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who has been a big inspiration in my life and I could never show you the appreciation of all the kindness you have bestowed on me during my formative years of growing up---Thanks to you, I had some beautiful clothes to wear--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;May God Bless You Richly,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rachel H.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew my great grandmother to be a godly woman. Her simple faith and trust in the Lord and the kindness she showed to those less fortunate than herself casts a long shadow that reaches even now into my own life and thoughts on the purpose of our "callings" -- that being, to glorify God and to love and serve our neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Then the righteous will answer him, saying, "Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you drink? And when did we see you a stranger and welcome you, or naked and clothe you?...And the King will answer them, "Truly, I say to you, as you did it to one of the least of these my brothers and sisters, you did it to me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (Matt. 25:40, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ESV&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393653315928485689-2185814542008694558?l=newloftchamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/feeds/2185814542008694558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393653315928485689&amp;postID=2185814542008694558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/2185814542008694558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/2185814542008694558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/2008/11/streams-in-desert.html' title='Streams in the Desert'/><author><name>James W. Bruce, III</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525247505183512820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-38Y1n5mo6OA/TlfPuYO7AgI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sD9wznuglHw/s220/Jay.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393653315928485689.post-5601911581684335050</id><published>2008-11-20T16:59:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T17:25:10.715-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grief and Comfort - Death of a Child'/><title type='text'>On the death of a child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/b/bb/Thomas_Charles.jpg/225px-Thomas_Charles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/b/bb/Thomas_Charles.jpg/225px-Thomas_Charles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A letter from the pen of Thomas Charles, Minister in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bala&lt;/span&gt;, North Wales, Jan. 23, 1788&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I write this to you from the house of mourning. My little girl died yesterday, after a twelve months existence in this our world, in almost continual affliction and sorrow. At last death prevailed and separated her from her afflicted body, to meet again, when both the one and the other will be fuller of holiness and felicity than they were here of sin and sorrow. How free was the grace which saved her and took her to glory! It came to her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unthought&lt;/span&gt; of, unsought for, and undesired. Her sin was taken away without any sorrow for it, hatred towards it, or striving against it. Without any contest she got the victory forever over all the enemies of our souls! Without travelling one step of the wilderness-road, she got safe to Canaan. The grace implanted within her is got to its full growth without the nurture and discipline which others require and are exercised with. Here it was but as seed under-grown; but now it is full-grown and loaded with the richest fruits. Blessed be God for his full salvation! I think myself happy to be the parent of this little vessel of mercy to be filled with eternal glory. "The Lord gave; the Lord hath taken away" -- nothing but his own; "blessed by the name of the Lord!" -- My health has been but indifferent at intervals all this winter; but at present through mercy I am tolerably well. This poor house of clay will be soon in ruins. Blessed be God for a house not made with hands eternal in the heavens! Do not forget me and mine at the throne of mercy. -- T. C.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May the thoughts of this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;eminent&lt;/span&gt; saint comfort you if you have buried a child and know the "house of mourning" spoken of by Charles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[NB, A Welsh girl named Mary Jones once walked many miles to buy a Bible from Thomas Charles. The great need for Bibles led Charles to help found The British and Foreign Bible Society (now just The Bible Society). Since then The Bible Society has distributed millions of Bibles.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393653315928485689-5601911581684335050?l=newloftchamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/feeds/5601911581684335050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393653315928485689&amp;postID=5601911581684335050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/5601911581684335050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/5601911581684335050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/2008/11/on-death-of-child.html' title='On the death of a child'/><author><name>James W. Bruce, III</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525247505183512820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-38Y1n5mo6OA/TlfPuYO7AgI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sD9wznuglHw/s220/Jay.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393653315928485689.post-4760206188080809729</id><published>2008-11-18T08:46:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T09:15:34.373-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grief and Comfort'/><title type='text'>This is my comfort...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y31/chwilliamfla/Brain%20Candy/01/bible.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px" alt="" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y31/chwilliamfla/Brain%20Candy/01/bible.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"&lt;em&gt;This is my comfort in all my affliction, that your promise gives me life&lt;/em&gt;." Ps. 119:50 (ESV)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Or, as the NASB puts it, "&lt;em&gt;that Thy word has revived me&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Says Matthew Henry of the quickening power of the Word of God, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"&lt;em&gt;If through grace it make us holy, there is enough in it to make us easy, in all conditions, under all events&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So let us take heart today, "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;For whatever was written in former days was written for our instruction, that through endurance and through the encouragement of the Scriptures we might have hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;." Rom. 15:4 (ESV)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393653315928485689-4760206188080809729?l=newloftchamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/feeds/4760206188080809729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393653315928485689&amp;postID=4760206188080809729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/4760206188080809729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/4760206188080809729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-my-comfort.html' title='This is my comfort...'/><author><name>James W. Bruce, III</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525247505183512820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-38Y1n5mo6OA/TlfPuYO7AgI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sD9wznuglHw/s220/Jay.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393653315928485689.post-1290376583126626416</id><published>2008-11-17T23:06:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T08:48:27.778-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stand fast and fight the good fight'/><title type='text'>Who Stands Fast?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.churchhopping.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/09/mel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px" alt="" src="http://www.churchhopping.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/09/mel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dietrich Bonhoeffer wrote in his &lt;em&gt;Ethics:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Who stands fast? Only the man whose final standard is not his reason, his principles, his conscience, his freedom, or his virtue, but who is ready to sacrifice all this when he is called to obedient and responsible action in faith and in exclusive allegiance to God--the responsible man, who tries to make his whole life an answer to the question and call of God. Where are these responsible people?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In thinking through this question, "Who stands fast?" and my own measuring up (or lack thereof), I have found an unlikely example of the man who stands fast in Lot. Lot? Yes, Lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you think about Lot's life, you'll find he is not the model of a faithful sojourner. He doesn't measure up well when he is compared with Abraham. Lot walked more by sight than by faith, and he certainly got much too familiar with the City of Sodom. Yet, for all his faults and foolish ways, he is called "righteous" (see 2 Pet. 2:7-8).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's sometimes hard for me to relate to Abraham, but not to Lot. I'm a lot like Lot. I'm much too comfortable with our 21st century American culture. But, I am encouraged when I read about Lot taking a stand in Genesis 19. When evil men came knocking on Lot's door, Lot -- "righteous Lot" -- went outside of his home, closed the door behind him, and begged the men not to act so wickedly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More and more I am coming to see that "evil men" (speaking figuratively of our culture) are knocking on my door. They want me, my wife and my children. May God give daily grace and strength for daily needs, that I might sacrifice all, stand fast...and fight for my son, my daughter, my wife and my home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;em&gt;I have set the Lord always before me; because he is at my right hand, I shall not be shaken&lt;/em&gt;." -- Ps. 16:8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393653315928485689-1290376583126626416?l=newloftchamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/feeds/1290376583126626416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393653315928485689&amp;postID=1290376583126626416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/1290376583126626416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/1290376583126626416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/2008/11/standing-fast.html' title='Who Stands Fast?'/><author><name>James W. Bruce, III</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525247505183512820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-38Y1n5mo6OA/TlfPuYO7AgI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sD9wznuglHw/s220/Jay.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393653315928485689.post-7003752715466834171</id><published>2008-11-16T15:17:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T08:50:38.630-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stand fast and fight the good fight'/><title type='text'>"My times are in your hands." Ps. 31:15</title><content type='html'>From Octavius Winslow, Morning Thoughts on Psalm 31:15, &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"My times are in your hand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let this precious truth divest your mind of all needless, anxious care for the present or the future. Exercising simple faith in God, "Do not be anxious about anything." Learn to be content with your present lot, with God's dealings with, and His disposal of, you. You are just where His providence has, in its inscrutable but all-wise and righteous decision, placed you. It may be a position painful, irksome, trying, but it is right. Oh, yes! it is right. Only aim to glorify Him in it. Wherever you are placed, God has a work for you to do, a purpose through you to be accomplished, in which He blends your happiness with His glory. And, when you have learned the lessons of His love, He will transfer you to another and a wider sphere, for whose nobler duties and higher responsibilities the present is, perhaps, but disciplining and preparing you. Covet, then, to live a life of daily dependence upon God. Oh, it is a sweet and holy life! It saves from many a desponding feeling, from many a corroding care, from many an anxious thought, from many a sleepless night, from many a tearful eye, and from many an imprudent and sinful scheme. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Repairing to the "covenant ordered in all things and sure," you may confide children, friends, calling, yourself, to the Lord's care, in the fullest assurance that all their 'times' and yours are in His hand.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;[Emphasis added.]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What confidence it gives us to know that we may entrust ourselves, our brothers, sons, daughters, wives and homes into the Lord's hand. Great is his grasp; none can snatch from his hands!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393653315928485689-7003752715466834171?l=newloftchamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/feeds/7003752715466834171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393653315928485689&amp;postID=7003752715466834171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/7003752715466834171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/7003752715466834171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-times-are-in-your-hands-ps-3115.html' title='&quot;My times are in your hands.&quot; Ps. 31:15'/><author><name>James W. Bruce, III</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525247505183512820</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-38Y1n5mo6OA/TlfPuYO7AgI/AAAAAAAAAEg/sD9wznuglHw/s220/Jay.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393653315928485689.post-1168796457461240369</id><published>2008-11-12T08:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T22:55:56.425-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stand fast and fight the good fight'/><title type='text'>Remember the Lord...and fight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xY40p1fHOmg/TS_W9the4GI/AAAAAAAAADw/aZlFHGVoQdw/s1600/highlander%2Bon%2Bthe%2Bwall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 229px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561900420506247266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xY40p1fHOmg/TS_W9the4GI/AAAAAAAAADw/aZlFHGVoQdw/s320/highlander%2Bon%2Bthe%2Bwall.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Over the past few weeks I have been thinking about these words of Nehemiah to his kinsmen who were discouraged in the work of rebuilding Jerusalem because of the opposition and enemies they faced. Here is what Nehemiah said, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Remember the Lord, who is great and awesome, and fight for your brothers, your sons, your daughters, your wives, and your homes&lt;/em&gt;." (Neh. 4:14, Esv)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These words have been a great encouragement to me as I think upon my calling as a husband and father. The opposition and enemies we face today are strong, but the Lord is the Master over them and our families are worth the fight. Consider the commentary of Matthew Henry on the Nehemiah text:&lt;em&gt;"Come," says he, "be not afraid of them, but behave yourselves valiantly, considering, [1.] Whom you fight under. You cannot have a better captain: Remember the Lord, who is great and terrible; you think your enemies great and terrible, but what are they in comparison with God, especially in opposition to him? He is great above them to control them, and will be terrible to them when he comes to reckon with them." Those that with an eye of faith see the church's God to be great and terrible will see the church's enemies to be mean and despicable. The reigning fear of God is the best antidote against the ensnaring fear of man. He that is afraid of a man that shall die forgets the Lord his Maker, (Isa. 51:12-13). [2.] "Whom you fight for. You cannot have a better cause; you fight for your brethren (Ps. 122:8), your sons, and your daughters. All that is dear to you in their world lies at stake; therefore behave yourselves valiantly."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;May God give us all grace and strength to fight the good fight of faith...for his glory and the good of our family, friends and neighbors. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393653315928485689-1168796457461240369?l=newloftchamber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/feeds/1168796457461240369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393653315928485689&amp;postID=1168796457461240369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/1168796457461240369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393653315928485689/posts/default/1168796457461240369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newloftchamber.blogspot.com/2008/11/fight-good-fight.html' title='Remember the Lord...and fight'/><author><name>James W. 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