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-As many of you know Tim,Lori, and baby Carlton are out in New Mexico doing the Lords' work. They have recently gone full-time into the home-missionary field. Tim told me just recently that all are doing fine out there and the Lord is making it ever clear that they are supposed to be out there doing His work. Tim is also getting started as a weekly columnist in the local newspaper. Please keep them in your prayers. --Larry and Vivian are still out in Korea and seem to be doing fine. They just rec- ently came back to the States for a short visit. Larry seemed to be in high spirits and was looking good to. Please keep Larry and Vivian in your prayers as well. ---Jason and Jerri are doing fine. If you would like to email them you can do so at: [email protected] ----Dad and Gail are doing fine as well. They just completed a romantic valentines weekend with Apryl and I. Apryl and Gail were treated to a one-hour full body massage, and dinner at the Macaroni Grille. -----Jennifer, Ryan, and Corben are doing fine. They just got through moving into a nice new apt. ------Apryl and my house hunting is going fine. We are continuing our walk in the Lord and are trying to be a good witness to all we come in contact with. Please pray for us and the entire family to continue to be blessed with Lords' over- flowing mercy and grace. | Family news from around the world. | ||||||||||||||||
THE ARTESIAN UPDATE: REV. TIM BYERS 02-19-99update |
He Died Singing A story is told of the final act of John Masefield�s play, The Trial of Jesus, the Roman centurion is discussing the crucifixion of Jesus with Procula, Pilate�s wife. She asks him, �Was He suffering much?� �No lady� he replied. �He wasn�t a strong man. The scourging must have nearly killed Him. I thought He was dead by noon, and then suddenly He began to sing in a loud clear voice that He was giving back His spirit to God. I looked to see God come and take Him. He died singing.� With His dying Jesus began to sing a melody of love for humanity unparalleled in history. On the cross He sang the song of suffering. Through His suffering Jesus was expressing God�s love and forgiveness for the world. The deeper the nails were driven into His flesh, the more passionately He loved. The greater His agony, the sweeter He sang. In His final moments he began panting desperately until His lips slowly parted and His head limply fell forward. He died singing for all of us. But was anyone listening? Jesus sang in front of an audience that had turned it�s back. Calvin Miller stated that �Full well He knew that few would ever see Him as a singer of so grand a piece.� His own family considered Him a lunatic. His own people rejected Him. The religious authorities of the day branded Him a heretic. The government of Rome labeled Him a traitor. All of His closest friends, His own disciples, forsook Him and fled in fear. The crowd, including the religious authorities mocked Him as He was dying. This, without exception was the loneliest death in history. There was one, however, that was listening. There was one who heard the music. While the world had turned it�s back on Jesus, a Roman centurion stood facing Him alone. The song Jesus had sang had pierced his heart. The centurion saw the way Jesus died. He saw first hand the horror of His death. He realized that Jesus was singing and suffering for him. At the moment of Jesus� death, the centurion put to lyrics the song he heard. He sang a confession which, in the Gospel of Mark, can only be made at the cross: �Truly this man was the Son of God.� The centurion joined Jesus� melody. Jesus� song had become his song. It was a song of suffering. It was a song of love. It was a confession not made with a shout, but a whisper. It was sung with a shaky voice and quivering lips. Today, if we listen closely, we can hear the song and we sing it to the tune of the resurrection and the power of Jesus Christ. We become the voice to carry the song to all the world. Unfailing love flows from His heart and heals my soul, In spite of who I am He loves, and makes me whole. I almost can�t believe it�s true, Unfailing love, and yet I know He gave His life to give to me unfailing love. | ||||||||||||||||
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