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Follow Me

Have you been called by Jesus? When did it happen? Where were you? What did He say? How did you respond? Who have you told? Matthew tells us that Jesus inaugurated His public ministry by issuing three significant calls to those who would follow Him. These calls transcend time, apply to each of us today, and are found in in Matthew 4:17-23. 1. First is the call to Believe and Follow Jesus. In Matthew 4:17 we read, “From then on...

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Christ-like Compassion in Daily Life

Then Jesus went to all the towns and villages, teaching in their synagogues, preaching the good news of the kingdom, and healing every disease and every sickness. When He saw the crowds, He felt compassion for them, because they were weary and worn out, like sheep without a shepherd. Then He said to His disciples, “The harvest is abundant, but the workers are few. Therefore, pray to the Lord of the harvest to send out workers into His harvest.” —Matthew...

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Called to Connect

It was late Thursday evening. Jesus and the disciples were making their way to the Garden of Gethsemane to pray, knowing that His crucifixion was at hand. Passing by the temple, they saw a huge golden grapevine carved over the entrance. Jesus offered words of commission and comfort to His disciples… “I am the true vine, and My Father is the vinedresser. Every branch in Me that does not bear fruit, He takes away; and every branch that bears fruit, He...

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Imitators of Christ

Walking by a dark restaurant in a nearby town I noticed a sign in the window, “Out of Business because we didn’t know what business we were in.” Pausing for a moment I wondered, how could they not know what business they were in? There was a sign above the door that clearly stated this was a restaurant. There were tables, chairs, menus, and a kitchen just on the other side of the window. Pondering a moment longer, I speculated...

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The Wondrous Cross

When I survey the wondrous cross On which the Prince of glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride. Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ my God! All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to His blood. See from His head, His hands, His feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down! Did e’er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose...

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