Enough Said…

This poem was written some years ago, but is today dedicated to the memory of Mark Neiger and for the comfort of his family. We are all praying for you guys.

Sometimes He Says Nothing

by Jarod Hinton, 2006

If I had words to speak just now

that would your comfort bring,

I would not cease to make them known

and ease your sorrowing.

But such a song does not exist

‘least one of which I know,

For only to our Lord’s dear side

for comfort can we go.

He knows the words, and speaks the truth,

our hearts do yearn to hear.

His wisdom, grace, and strength do find

the way to ease our tears.

But even he at times speaks not,

and his presence only gives;

And stands beside us near at hand

while our grief and sorrow live.

And while we weep, and mourn our loss,

another sound we hear.

The soft, sweet weeping of the Lord

as he stands beside us near.

For he does know the hurt and pain.

He’s acquainted with our grief.

He is familiar with the times

when pain finds no relief.

So throw yourself upon his love.

Weep freely in his breast.

There is no friend so close as he;

and his comfort is the best.

The Prince of Little Faith

Here is a short story that illustrates how many Christians live in bondage even though their identity in Christ is one of freedom from sin. I hope this is an encouragement to you.

Once there was an orphan who had lived a life of bondage and fear, deceived by his captors. As a beggar, he wandered the streets and wallowed in filth. He lived as a slave, at every beck and call of the heartless and unkind slave owners that imprisoned him.

Then one day messengers arrive with the news that this little orphan has finally been adopted. And not just by anyone, but by the King himself. For some reason the King has chosen to love this poor little boy and bring him into the family. It is an official and legal adoption. This orphan is now the prince of the land, with all the privileges and authority that go with it. He now has authority over his captors, and complete freedom and victory. After all, the victories that the King has won belong to his family also, as heirs.

Only this former-orphan has a hard time believing this is true. Continue reading