At God’s Bidding

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by Charles Haddon Spurgeon

And the remnant of Jacob shall be in the midst of many people as a dew from the Lord, as the showers upon the grass, that tarrieth not for man, nor waiteth for the sons of men. (Micah 5:7)

If this be true of the literal Israel, much more is it true of the spiritual Israel, the believing people of God. When saints are what they should be, they are an incalculable blessing to those among whom they are scattered.

They are as the dew; for in a quiet, unobtrusive manner they refresh those around them. Silently but effectually they minister to the life, growth, and joy of those who dwell with them. Coming fresh from heaven, glistening like diamonds in the sun, gracious men and women attend to the feeble and insignificant till each blade of grass has its own drop of dew. Little as individuals, they are, when united, all-sufficient for the purposes of love which the Lord fulfills through them. Dew drops accomplish the refreshing of broad acres. Lord, make us like the dew!

Godly people are as showers which come at God’s bidding without man’s leave and license. They work for God whether men desire it or not; they no more ask human permission than the rain does. Lord, make us thus boldly prompt and free in Thy service wherever our lot is cast.

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Gems From Pastor Jim

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by Jim Hughes

CrossPs. 119:52 I meditate on your age-old laws; O LORD, they comfort me.

Are you a New or Old Testament student? If you are like I was when I was younger, you rarely delve into the Old Testament. For most, the only Old Testament they really spend much time with are those passages that speak of heroes of the faith and passages that are familiar from Sunday School days. There are many parts of the Old Testament that are rarely visited, if ever.

There for a while in my life, I just couldn’t bring myself to spend time in the Old Testament. I knew that it was important because God put it there, but I felt it wasn’t for me. I was never one to be into history too much; I was always more interested in the present than the past. However, once I did take the time and leap into the Old Testament, I began to discover the great treasures that the Lord had for me there. Much of what we learn about God is found there.

Without the historical perspective of the Old Testament, our concept of God is incomplete and distorted. It is there that God reveals himself as one who is holy. It is there that we learn about God’s justice and mercy. It is there that we begin to grasp just how much God loves us and seeks to care for those who put their trust in Him. It is there where we discover that God is just and will not let us get away with sin. It is there where we are exposed to God’s great power. It is there where we discover that God uses broken vessels, just like us, for His purposes and glory. It is there where we discover most of God’s precious promises. It is there where God establishes the boundaries of holy living.

There is great comfort in meditating on God’s laws. Each one is a testimony of God ‘s love for us as they show us the way to God. God reminds us through the law that He desires a relationship with us. He shows us the pathway to holiness so that we can draw near to God. He exposes our sins and shows us just how much we need a Savior.

If you are not reading the whole counsel of God’s Word, you are starving your soul of necessary food for a healthy soul
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Jim HughesSpending his formative years in Ft. Wayne, IN, Jim followed the love of his life to southeast Iowa where they married and have spent the majority of their lives. Jim has pastored several churches throughout his life and has worked many years in local factories to help support his family. The father of two married adult children and one son still at home, Jim is a first-time author.

C Through Marriage came into being through many years of pastoral and life experiences. The book first took on a life of its own over 20 years ago when I sought to address the much publicized moral failures of prominent leaders in the church. In the chaper on Chasity, I include the guideliness that I developed then to protect one’s self from such failures.

I am a firm believer in order to make sense out of life you have to use much common sense. We need to get back to the basics of what has worked for many, many generations. If is isn’t broke, why try to fix it? I strive to return to the basics of what really works in all my writings.

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Earthquakes, Fire, and a Gentle Stillness

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by L. B. Cowman

And after the earthquake a fire; and after the fire a sound of gentle stillness” (1 Kings 19:12, RV margin.)

A soul, who made rapid progress in her understanding of the Lord, was once asked the secret of her easy advancement. She replied tersely, “Mind the checks.”

And the reason that many of us do not know and better understand Him is, we do not give heed to His gentle checks, His delicate restraints and constraints. His is a still, small voice. A still voice can hardly be heard. It must be felt. A steady, gentle pressure upon the heart and mind like the touch of a morning zephyr to your face. A small voice, quietly, almost timidly spoken in your heart, but if heeded growing noiselessly clearer to your inner ear.

His voice is for the ear of love, and love is intent upon hearing even faintest whispers. There comes a time also when love ceases to speak if not responded to, or believed in. He is love, and if you would know Him and His voice, give constant ear to His gentle touches. In conversation, when about to utter some word, give heed to that gentle voice, mind the check and refrain from speech.

When about to pursue some course that seems all clear and right and there comes quietly to your spirit a suggestion that has in it the force almost of a conviction, give heed, even if changed plans seem highest folly from standpoint of human wisdom.

Learn also to wait on God for the unfolding of His will. Let God form your plans about everything in your mind and heart and then let Him execute them. Do not possess any wisdom of your own. For many times His execution will seem so contradictory to the plan He gave. He will seem to work against Himself. Simply listen, obey and trust God even when it seems highest folly so to do. He will in the end make “all things work together,” but so many times in the first appearance of the outworking of His plans,

“In His own world He is content
To play a losing game.”

So if you would know His voice, never consider results or possible effects. Obey even when He asks you to move in the dark. He Himself will be gloriously light in you. And there will spring up rapidly in your heart an acquaintanceship and a fellowship with God which will be overpowering in itself to hold you and Him together, even in severest testings and under most terrible pressures.
–Way of Faith

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Candy Cane Kisses: 8 Christian Christmas Romances

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Candy Cane Kisses brings you eight brand new Christmas romance novellas by eight of your favorite Christian authors!


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Candy Cane Kisses is a collection of stories that will fill your heart with holiday cheer. Enjoy never-before-released stories by award-winning authors Susan May Warren, Margaret Daley, Kimberly Rae Jordan, Autumn Macarthur, Lesley Ann McDaniel, Jan Thompson, Marion Ueckermann, and Susette Williams.









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Stop Playing Church

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by Suzanne Williams

I wrote a scene the other day and heard the voices protesting it with every letter that I typed.

“Don’t say that.”

“Don’t go there.”

It hit me afterward. So much of Christian writing has become about coddling Christians. It’s there to keep us in our glorified bubbles, untouched by the world. Chaste. Innocent.


If I’m being totally honest (the only way I know how to be), the negative comments I’ve received were all from Christians. Picking the pole out of my eye, they fail to see the beam in their own. (Mt 7:3) 

Yet it comes down to this:  in order to be light in the darkness, I need to portray the darkness as well. I can’t avoid it or I fail as an author. I fail in the job God has set me to do.

Life’s a bed of roses. No, it isn’t. STOP PLAYING CHURCH. Instead, BE the church.

Jesus came to save those who were lost, and He wasn’t afraid to turn over a few tables, raise a few eyebrows to do it. He made waves. Drew a figurative line in the sand more than once and said, “Go ahead. Cross it.” (Mt 18:11;Mt 21:12;Mk 11:15;Lk 19:10;Jn 8:7) 

But not as, “make my day.” Instead, “Let me make yours.”

Jesus identified with our struggles. (Heb 4:15) He carried ALL our sin, the big ones and the little ones, and that is the essence of Christian writing. Not to make my bed on a cloud somewhere, untouched by the world. But to write life exactly as it is, sin-laden, and bring those characters back to a realization that despite all they’ve done, God still loves them.

When authors can do that effectively, when they will dare to write what’s in God’s heart, they’ll touch souls and change lives. Isn’t that what apostles Peter and John prayed? “And now, Lord, behold their threatenings: and grant unto thy servants, that with all boldness they may speak thy word.” (Act 4:29) 

Notice, the results:  “And with great power gave the apostles witness of the resurrection of the Lord Jesus: and great grace was upon them all.” (Act 4:33) 



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Writing While Waiting

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by Ruth O’Neil

Have you ever experienced a time in your life when it was almost impossible to write? If I were to be completely honest, I’m there right now. Circumstances in my life are threatening to overtake me and run me down. Writing has been difficult for the last six months. It isn’t that I don’t have the desire to write, but when I try to make time to sit down to write, my brain is often too tired to think.

All writers have bouts with unproductive times. It can be writer’s block, another job, raising a family, business, or, like me, simply the inevitable circumstances of life.

I may not be doing a lot in the way of publishable writing, but I am still putting at least some words to paper. Besides little projects and assignments here and there, I am writing things down in my journal. I am writing down my feelings of what is going on around me. I give voice to the angry rant that will never be published as is.

I also began writing down my prayers in a separate journal. It doesn’t really take much more time to write down my prayers than it does to speak them out. In some ways, it takes less time because I’m more focused – my mind has a tendency to wander.

While I’m not journaling with the intentions of using those words in my writing, it doesn’t mean I can never use any of it, once I’m far enough removed from my present circumstances, that is. Maybe I can use the topic. Maybe I’ve captured enough of my own raw emotions that I can relay that to my readers later.

In the midst of not being very productive in my writing, I am still writing. If sometime you find yourself unable to write anything of real value, jot down your thoughts and feelings in a journal. Write down details of the circumstances surrounding you. Cry out to God using your pen.

You never know, someday you may be able to actually use it to help someone else.

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Ruth OneilRuth O’Neil has been writing for over 20 years. She has published hundreds of articles in numerous publications. She loves to touch the emotions when she writes. “If I can make one person laugh or cry, I’ll consider myself successful.” Her first novel “Come Eat at My Table” has just come out in ebook form and can be purchased on her website. She homeschools her three children (well, one now, as two have graduated). She and her husband have been married for 20-plus years. In her spare time she enjoys quilting, crafting, and reading. You can visit her on her blog at ruths-real-life (dot) or her website at ruthoneil (dot)

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Gems From Pastor Jim by Pastor Jim Hughes

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by Jim Hughes

CrossPs. 119:51 The proud hold me in utter contempt, but I do not turn away from your law.

Pride comes before a fall. When pride rules, we become self-focused. We begin to think that we are God. We forget who we are and our place in life. The proud have little or no regard for others. They use others to their advantage with no regard for feelings. What do we do when we find ourselves in the presence of proud people? We stay true to God and his law.

There is the temptation to cower and compromise in order to appease. However, it is never the right thing to do. We must stand firm on truth and never turn away from it. The way of the Lord is always right and we must never let anyone lead us away from it.

Proud people come across as strong, but the reality is that behind their persona of strength lies a person of insecurity. Proud people do not want to be seen as they really are. They try to cover up who they know themselves to be. They tend to dominate others so they don’t have to deal with themselves. They have a need to be looked up to, to be thought more highly of than they ought to be.

Those who live by God’s law are a people who know they have nothing to be proud of. Who we are flows from God in us. We are who we are because of what God is doing in us and through us. We owe ourselves and all we do to the gracious hand of God upon us. We depend on Christ for our worth, not ourselves. We understand that apart from Him we are nothing. Living life God’s way keeps us humble before both God and man. For the humble in heart, there is no turning away from God’s Word; it is our sole blueprint for life.
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Jim HughesSpending his formative years in Ft. Wayne, IN, Jim followed the love of his life to southeast Iowa where they married and have spent the majority of their lives. Jim has pastored several churches throughout his life and has worked many years in local factories to help support his family. The father of two married adult children and one son still at home, Jim is a first-time author.

C Through Marriage came into being through many years of pastoral and life experiences. The book first took on a life of its own over 20 years ago when I sought to address the much publicized moral failures of prominent leaders in the church. In the chaper on Chasity, I include the guideliness that I developed then to protect one’s self from such failures.

I am a firm believer in order to make sense out of life you have to use much common sense. We need to get back to the basics of what has worked for many, many generations. If is isn’t broke, why try to fix it? I strive to return to the basics of what really works in all my writings.

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by Parker J. Cole

Ken Aoki’s world is shattered with the loss of his mother. All that is left is two strange objects she willed to him. If the doomsayers all over the media are right, and everything is soon to end, then at least the apocalypse will end his pain.

When he stumbles onto his best friend’s corpse and is attacked by a powerful stranger that leaves him for dead, he wakes to find himself mixed up with cave dwellers whose hopes rest on the mysterious artifacts in his possession.

The beautiful and aloof Rin Uchida helps Ken discover there’s more to himself than he ever knew. As the planet is bombarded by natural disasters, Ken and Rin race against time to stop a dangerous adversary that will do anything to complete his objective – destroy humanity at any cost.

Druid's Spear


Rin followed the raucous sound of the juusha of Rhychard as they gathered into the large anteroom. At its highest point, the galley rose about fifteen feet in the air. Whether by design or not, a cluster of stalagmites ranging in various sizes rested in the center. It formed into something that resembled a chandelier made of earth.

Rin strode forward until she stood under it. As a child, she’d feared the day the rock chandelier would come crashing onto her skull. The dire thoughts of that event had faded over time however, and she saw the edifice as a sign of community. Soon the Elder and his son Alderic would come and stand with her. A sizable fire blazed and crackled nearby and she stepped closer to it to feel its warmth, although she doubted it would have the ability to melt the icy dread inside her chest.

“Uchida-san, is it true? Has Ludovicus awakened?”

Rin turned toward the voice and saw one of the older women before her, eyes wide. “Hai,Obaasan.”

The woman’s fingers clutched at her throat. “What will the Elder do?”

Rin reached out and clasped the woman on the shoulder. “Do not worry, Obaasan.Ludovicus will not defeat us.”

I hope. She hugged the woman, feeling the slight tremors rake through the diminutive frame. After some more words of comfort, the woman left and Rin sighed. The story had been passed down for so long that the reality of it seemed a distant thing. On the one hand, she wanted to ensure she would never forget why she and the others lived in caves, waiting for this day. On the other hand, that day had arrived. Stories had transformed into reality. That reality struck the juusha of Rhychard in the hearts.

“Uchida-san, where is Tambo?” a young child called out to her in the throng.

Rin smiled, thinking of her companion, and glad for the diversion of her morose thoughts. “He’s probably on the hunt. He’ll return when he’s ready.”

At that moment, the Elder, fenced in by both Callen and Michel, with Alderic bringing up the rear, entered the room. Rhychard’s juusha dropped to their knees and bowed as they passed. Rin followed suit and stood once more. The Elder, old and bent over by age, still had the mental agility of his youth. Swathed in a silvery robe embroidered with dark thread, he made an impressive sight among the juusha.

His dark eyes had a rich, otherworldly gleam in them, bright like the stars in the heavens. The reflection of firelight danced in their depths.

She focused on his son, Alderic, the pompous but likable giant and the self-proclaimed future leader of the people as he strutted about. A massive man with coal-black hair that hung about his head in a shaggy style, he exuded an aura of vitality felt by all. When he folded his arms, they bulged in an almost grotesque way, with veins interrupting their smoothness. Skin baked by the sun gave him a swarthy appearance. Alderic winked at a couple of young ones who giggled.

Alderic caught her eyes roving over him and waggled his eyebrows in a comical way. Rin laughed and shook her head. The Elder’s son desired her for his wife, but their friendship made that impossible. Rin would never see any of the men she’d grown up with as more than childhood companions. As she developed into a woman, she’d seen their interest in her but thwarted it. For a reason unfathomable to her, she distanced herself from relationships. Perhaps it was because of her destiny. The Elder stated she would be the one to bring Ludovicus’ end. The thought tied knots of tension in her stomach again. Did she truly have the strength to bring about the end of such a great evil?

The Elder came and stood under the rock chandelier while Callen and Michel faded into the background. He raised his hand to quiet the murmurings of the people, and a hush fell.

“It is true. Ludovicus has awakened.” The Elder’s voice boomed, a striking contrast to the look of frailty he had on him. “We have prepared for this day. We will not allow Ludovicus to touch the Descendant. We will withhold his gain on what is precious to us. Do not be afraid.”

Rin swallowed a sudden lump in her throat as the Elder turned. The black orbs locked onto her, the force of the gaze strong enough to render her immobile. For a long while, the silence lingered in the anteroom as the people waited to hear what was next. Rin wanted to know, too. Why did the Elder stare at her so? Was there some hidden secret he needed to relate to her? A command?

As if he heard her, he nodded and lifted his hand in a gesture for her to come to him.

“Our next move is to find the Descendant before Ludovicus can. This will require an individual agile in mind and body to undertake this task.”

Alderic cleared his throat meaningfully and puffed out his chest. Rin barely stopped herself from rolling her eyes.

“Will Alderic-san be enough to stop Ludovicus?” a voice called out. Others murmured alongside the query.

“It is not my son who will go to fetch the Descendant, but Uchida-chan.”

Alderic whirled to the Elder. “Otousan!”

“Be still, Alderic.”

“Otousan! I am more than capable of retrieving the Descendant. I have trained for this moment for as long as I can remember.”

“Yet this mission is not for you. Uchida-san is best suited. It is not through my preference, but the will of the Creator.” The old man then turned to Rin. “Will you accept this task, Uchida-san?”

The words hung in the air like a mist and settled over her with a chill. A part of her screamed that she could not do this. Retrieval of the Descendant would put her life at risk. Ludovicus’ power would only grow the longer time passed. She was but a child.

“Let us just say I am more confident in your child-like weakness than my son’s adult strength.”

Rin released a pent-up sigh. If Senpai believed in her, then she had to believe in herself.

Rin knelt to the ground before her leader, head bowed. “As the Creator wills, so I will do.”

A harsh gush of air erupted from Alderic. Rin’s lips twisted at the irony of their situation. She, the reluctant chosen to fetch the Descendant, and Alderic, the rejected eager one. She stood once more as the Elder said, “Uchida-san will choose of you those to accompany her. That is all.”

The crowd disbursed with a flick of his hand and the juusha walked out of the anteroom with a few who remained behind. Of those left, Rin knew they anticipated the opportunity of traveling with her.

How do you choose your companions on a pathway to hell?

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Parker J. ColeParker J. Cole is a writer and radio show host who spends most of her time reading, knitting, writing, cooking, and concocting new ideas for stories. Her first novel, Dark Cherub, won Best of Spring Reading 2013 from eMediaCampaigns. She lives in Michigan with her husband and beloved dog Sarah.

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Inspired by Faith, Locale, Life Experience, Family, Friends & History

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by BJ Robinson

How do you find inspiration to write?

Faith spurs me on as I find inspiration in scripture from God’s Word, locales from vacations and nature, life experience, family, friends, and history. Born in the Bible belt, I grew up on country music my mother loved which impacts my writing. Various country artists write gospel music or songs that relate to their faith, and I enjoy listening to them. Some have signature songs that show their faith, and some have entire gospel albums.

Alan Jackson and Carrie Underwood come to mind since I have CDs of both listened to them while driving back and forth to work. From my mother’s world, I grew up listening to Loretta Lynn, Porter Wagoner and Dolly Parton, Norma Jean, and Kitty Wells. I still listen to Dolly and Loretta. I know many churches say country music is not the type to listen to, but I was reared on it, and believe it or not, it is God-inspired when country artists let Him work, just as when a writer lets Him work. As with anything else, it depends on what you listen to.

I love old-fashioned gospel music and hymns, but from the Christmas day I lost my father at four years old, I remember my mother singing the song “How Far is Heaven” by Kitty Wells. A favorite sung by Alan Jackson is “In the Garden,” and I always loved “Church in the Wildwood. George Jones sang “Flowers for Mama,” and Charley Pride sung so many beautiful songs. I loved the Statier Brothers and the Oak Ridge Boys. There are just too many beautiful songs and artists to name, but I love them all. There’s faith in my music, my writing, and my life. I love reading God’s Word, watching faith-filled movies, and reading Christian novels.

Some of my favorite movies have been the Sherwood ones. My husband and I watch them over and over and enjoy them every time. God moves through movies, music, novels, nonfiction, and His Word if you open your heart and mind and let Him, and He inspires my writing and my soul through them all. He moves through the breeze as leaves whisper in the wind, through the skies as they reflect His glory and creativity in beautiful sunrises and sunsets, the sun sparkling on the water of rivers, lakes, and the wide, blue ocean. He is everywhere and can be found in everything if you open your eyes and ears and listen and hear. I hope you find Him as you go about your day from the morning to the sunset. Jesus is my best friend. Let Him reach your soul and steer you through life. There have been so many times in my life that I knew it was literally Him who saved me in more ways than one through His mercy and grace.

As a product of the South complete with an accent that announces it, locale plays an important part. If it’s about the South, I’ll be inspired. If you’re stuck, read other authors in your genre or who write and set their books in a locale that inspires your muse. I read as much as I write and enjoy books by other authors in various genres, but my favorite ones are romantic suspense and historical romance. There are so many wonderful Christian authors I have enjoyed through the years. Eva Marie Everson, Chris Fabry, Naomi Musch, and Danielle Thorne are a few of my favorites.

As a teen, I loved Margaret Mitchell’s Gone with the Wind, and as a younger reader, I read every Nancy Drew mystery I could get my hands on. The Little House books by Laura Ingalls Wilder were also a favorite. From the depths of my faith, mind, imagination, life experience, family, friends, and history, I create characters that will transport you to another era or another time and place who enjoy scenic vacations. Growing up, we never could afford family vacations, so I find it fun to write about the places I have been.

One thing I am thankful for is that we don’t have to wear the yards of material and layers women did during the Civil War era. Gardening had to be pure drudgery. The South is too hot and humid to wear layers of clothing while gardening. I love the outdoors and working in my flowers, but I don’t know how much I would have enjoyed it back in the day.

My novels are character driven, and I’m a morning writer. I’ve always felt I did my best writing then. Once I get into a novel, the characters tell their story. In the wee hours of morning, I’m perking with the coffee.

So, what inspires my muse? Faith, locale, life experience, family, friends, history, research, learning, listening to music, the news, and reading other authors all enhance my creative mind and inspire me to create other worlds through characters who lived in the past and tell their own stories or through modern-day characters who enjoy living stories from my imagination in vacation spots I’ve visited. I am inspired each time I gaze at the ocean, rivers, lakes, the sky and clouds, sunrises, sunsets, and the majestic mountains He created and through them all, I am inspired to create with His help, guidance, and direction. God bless you.

B. J. RobinsonB. J. Robinson is a multi-published, award-winning, best-selling author of over twenty books as well as short stories and novellas. Blessed with her faith, husband, children, grandchildren, and pets, she finds inspiration and hopes to introduce people to her best friend, Jesus. For a selection of her work, visit her at

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How Jesus Dealt with People

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by Michael J. Findley


Throughout His ministry, occasionally Jesus dealt with those who openly rejected Him, such as Herod and the Romans who were like the atheists/secular humanists of today. So [Herod] continued to question [Jesus] for a long time, but Jesus gave him no answer at all. (Luke 23:9, ISV)

Several times Jesus dealt with those who pretended to accept Him, such as the Sadducees. They are like modern liberals who choose to accept some Scriptures, but use their own opinions to reject other Scriptures. When they brought up a spurious question about a woman with seven husbands to Jesus, He revealed their true intentions. Jesus answered them, “You are deceived, because you don’t know the Scriptures or the power of God.” (Matthew 22:29 HCSB)

At His trial, Jesus gave the High Priest, a Sadducee, very brief answers to direct questions. But Jesus kept silent. And the high priest answered and said to Him,I put You under oath by the living God: Tell us if You are the Christ, the Son of God!” Jesus said to him, “It is as you said. Nevertheless, I say to you, hereafter you will see the Son of Man sitting at the right hand of the Power, and coming on the clouds of heaven.” (Matthew 26:63,64 NKJV)

Frequently Jesus dealt with the Pharisees. These were the conservatives of the first century. Unlike the Herodians and the Sadducees, Jesus spent much of His ministry attempting to instruct the Pharisees. As Jesus said, “They sit in Moses’ seat.” As exemplified in the confrontation in John 5, the Pharisees talked to Jesus for years. Both Nicodemus and Paul were Pharisees who believed in Jesus.

But Jesus spent the majority of His ministry instructing His disciples. Yet after three years of intense instruction in the true meaning of the Old Testament Scriptures, they still did not understand. “Have I been with you all this time, Philip, and you still do not know me?” Jesus asked him. (John 14:9 ISV)

After His resurrection, He met two of His disciples and walked with them on the road to Emmaus. “Then Jesus told them, “O, how foolish you are! How slow you are to believe everything the prophets said! The Messiah had to suffer these things and then enter his glory, didn’t he?” Then, beginning with Moses and all the Prophets, he explained to them all the passages of Scripture about himself. (Luke 24:25-27 NIV)

After rising from the dead, Jesus spent all of His time on earth providing evidence of His resurrection and explaining the Old Testament.

Image Credit: from Waiting For The Word “Jesus Washes the Feet of His Disciples” Artist: Nelson Flikr Commons

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