When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, thou hast taught me to say,
It is well, it is well with my soul.
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed his own blood for my soul.
CHORUS
It is well
With my soul
It is well
it is well
With my soul
My sin--oh, the bliss of this glorious thought:
My sin not in part, but the whole
Is nailed to the cross and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
And, Lord, haste the day when the faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll,
The trump shall re-sound and the Lord shall descend,
"Even, so," it is well with my soul.
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Wednesday, September 24, 2008
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Cycle of Democracy
"A democracy cannot exist as a permanent form of government. It can only exist until the voters discover they can vote themselves largess from the public treasury. "From that moment on, the majority always votes for the candidates promising them the most benefits from the public treasury, with the result that a democracy always collapses over loose fiscal policy, always followed by a dictatorship.
"The average age of the world's greatest civilizations has been 200 years. These nations have progressed through this sequence:
"From bondage to spiritual faith;
from spiritual faith to great courage;
from courage to liberty;
from liberty to abundance;
from abundance to selfishness;
from selfishness to apathy;
from apathy to dependence;
from dependency back again into bondage."
Dr. Alexander Tytler, a Scot professor, wrote a scholarly tome, from which this concept comes, called "The Athenian Republic" which was published shortly before the thirteen American colonies gained independence from Britain. "Google" him to learn more.
In publishing a handout on the "Cycle" in 1994 I noted that the national debt had reached a staggering $4.5 trillion dollars. Today (Oct. 1, '07) it is $9.06 trillion! Our forebears thought of debt as slavery. They would be shocked at what their descendants have done. - - John Wrisley.
"The average age of the world's greatest civilizations has been 200 years. These nations have progressed through this sequence:
"From bondage to spiritual faith;
from spiritual faith to great courage;
from courage to liberty;
from liberty to abundance;
from abundance to selfishness;
from selfishness to apathy;
from apathy to dependence;
from dependency back again into bondage."
Dr. Alexander Tytler, a Scot professor, wrote a scholarly tome, from which this concept comes, called "The Athenian Republic" which was published shortly before the thirteen American colonies gained independence from Britain. "Google" him to learn more.
In publishing a handout on the "Cycle" in 1994 I noted that the national debt had reached a staggering $4.5 trillion dollars. Today (Oct. 1, '07) it is $9.06 trillion! Our forebears thought of debt as slavery. They would be shocked at what their descendants have done. - - John Wrisley.
3 comments:
Lyle and Family,
God is so big. We are so little. I cannot get my brain around this and the ways He works.
I do know that through you and your family, God will be glorified. And I do know that He is loving you.
We'll be praying,
Jeff and Chris
Just read this in a book (historical fiction) by Bodie and Brock Thoene. It was from a character that was suffering from leprosy.
"For now? Against my will my heart beats on between the hammer blows of grief.
My hope? That someday every stroke drummed on my spirit will be music for some great chorus sung before your throne!
And then? Will you smile then, God of My Anguish?
Will you turn your eyes on me then . . . and clap your hands in pleasure of my part?
Then . . . then, how I will cherish this long night of my affliction! And I will regret the hours I could not bend my knee ad bow more deeply and thank you for my suffering!"
I don't know. That really touched me. Isn't exactly appropriate for your situation, but the picture of our suffering becoming music sung before His throne was beautiful.
Now, I guess it is me who is "rambling on"
We are praying for you and your family,
Chris
Hey Lyle-- I wish I could think of something profound to say but I can't.
But eventually I'll come up with something and when I do I'll write it here.
Hang in there. They'll be home soon and nobody can say how this will go.
God is in charge now, and who better to have at the wheel?
Sending love and prayers.
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