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[tswikiri @stickswidi]

Do Not Mistake His Forbearance for Tolerance

The Lord is not slow to act as some suppose.
He is patient, giving space for repentance, granting time for hearts to turn.
But do not mistake His silence for blindness, nor His patience for approval.

He sees what man justifies. He weighs what nations celebrate.
The cup of iniquity fills drop by drop, and though His mercy holds it back, it will one day overflow.

The same God who waited in Noah’s day now waits again.
But as in the days of Noah, waiting did not mean tolerating.
When the appointed time came, the waters rose, and every pretense was washed away.

Do not take His forbearance as license to sin.
Do not build your comfort upon His compassion, thinking He will not confront.
For the Lion and the Lamb are not in conflict — He is both.

Mercy delays judgment, but it never abolishes it.
Repent while mercy still pleads.
Return while the door still stands open.
For the One who waits is the same One who warned,
and His patience, though holy, is not endless.

“For the Lord is not slow in keeping His promise, as some understand slowness.
Instead, He is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance.
But the day of the Lord will come like a thief.”
— 2 Peter 3:9–10

Blessed Sunday #JesusSaves

[tswikiri @stickswidi]

Oil and water can share a pot for a short time.

The heat holds them together long enough for the meal. Then they separate again.

God and your ancestors cannot share the same allegiance.

Scripture is plain on this.

“You shall have no other gods before Me.”
“You shall not make for yourself a carved image… You shall not bow down to them or serve them.”
(Exodus 20:3–5)

The living God claims exclusive worship. He will not share the throne, the altar, or the heart with the spirits of the dead.

Those who turn to the dead are rebuked without softness:
“Should not a people inquire of their God? Should they inquire of the dead on behalf of the living?”
(Isaiah 8:19)

“There shall not be found among you anyone who… practices divination or tells fortunes or interprets omens, or a sorcerer or a charmer or a medium or a necromancer or one who inquires of the dead, for whoever does these things is an abomination to the Lord.”
(Deuteronomy 18:10–12)

The dead know nothing of what happens under the sun (Ecclesiastes 9:5–6). They do not sit at the table of the living, nor do they intercede, nor do they receive offerings. To treat them as if they still hold power is to reject the God Who alone is living and active.

Oil and water may be forced into temporary nearness by heat and stirring.
God and ancestral spirits cannot. One is the Creator who demands the whole heart. The other is the created, now silent, awaiting the resurrection.

There is no mixture that keeps both pure.

[tswikiri @stickswidi]

Christ is the manna from heaven.
The bread of life.

In the wilderness the people of Israel woke each morning to a miracle they could not manufacture. Thin flakes, white as frost, lay on the ground like dew. They called it manna, “What is it?”, and gathered it with trembling hands. It was bread from heaven, given freely, enough for the day, never to be hoarded, always to be received anew. It sustained them through the barren places, a daily reminder that their survival did not rest on their strength but on the faithfulness of the One Who fed them.

Centuries later, standing among a hungry crowd, Jesus took that ancient memory and spoke a greater word: “I AM the bread of life. Your fathers ate the manna in the wilderness, and they died. This is the bread that comes down from heaven, so that one may eat of it and not die.”
The manna was a shadow. He is the substance. The manna kept bodies alive for a season; He gives life that does not end. The manna fell outside the camp; He came into the world. The manna was gathered and eaten and gone; He remains, broken and given, forever enough.

To say that Christ is the manna from heaven is to confess that every true hunger of the human heart finds its answer in Him. We hunger for meaning, for belonging, for forgiveness, for a love that does not fail when we do. The world offers many breads:success, pleasure, approval, ideology, but they leave us empty still. Only the Bread of Life satisfies. Only He can say, “Whoever comes to Me shall not hunger, and whoever believes in Me shall never thirst.”

He is not merely a teacher who points the way to bread. He is the Bread. In the upper room He took ordinary bread, broke it, and said, “This is My body, given for you.” At the cross that body was broken. From the open side of the Crucified flowed the life that feeds the world. And every time His people gather at the Table, the same miracle is proclaimed again: the Lord of heaven comes down, not as flakes on the ground, but as the living Christ given for the life of the world.

So the wilderness is not only behind us. It is still around us, days of dryness, nights of doubt, long stretches where the path seems to lead nowhere. Yet the same Lord who once rained bread from the sky now offers Himself. He does not ration His presence. He does not require us to climb or strive or earn. He simply says, “Take and eat.” Day after day. Morning after morning. Until the wilderness ends and we sit at the marriage supper of the Lamb, where the Bread of Life is no longer a gift we receive in faith, but the face we see forever.

Christ is the manna from heaven.
The bread of life.
Take, and live.

[tswikiri @stickswidi]

James 1:25 NIV
But whoever looks intently into the perfect law that gives freedom, and continues in it—not forgetting what they have heard, but doing it—they will be blessed in what they do.

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James 1:22-24 NIV
Do not merely listen to the word, and so deceive yourselves. Do what it says. Anyone who listens to the word but does not do what it says is like someone who looks at his face in a mirror and, after looking at himself, goes away and immediately forgets what he looks like.

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Psalm 19:7 NIV
The law of the Lord is perfect, refreshing the soul. The statutes of the Lord are trustworthy, making wise the simple.

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Romans 2:11 NIV
For God does not show favoritism.

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Acts 10:34 NCV
Peter began to speak: “I really understand now that to God every person is the same.

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Hebrews 4:1 NCV
Now, since God has left us the promise that we may enter His rest, let us be very careful so none of you will fail to enter.

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John 4:31-32, 34 ERV
While the woman was in town, Jesus’ followers were begging Him,
“Teacher, eat something!”
But Jesus answered, “I have food to eat that you know nothing about.”
Jesus said, “My food is to do what the One Who sent Me wants Me to do. My food is to finish the work that He he gave Me to do.”

[30MinuteMinistries ✞ @30MinMinistries]

🚨🚨BREAKING: I don’t care if Jesus was Black, White, Brown, or any other color.

His skin didn’t save me… His blood did.

[Em @patriotic_em88]

Hell is not full of people God rejected.
Hell is full of people who rejected God.

[Donald @RealDonaldDoo]

See how God sees you.

Listen.

[tswikiri @stickswidi]

1 John 4:4
You are of God, little children, and have overcome them; because greater is He Who is in you than he who is in the world.

[Anchored Soul @anchoredsoul0]

Forget the Tate brothers. Jesus is peak masculinity:

1. Never sinned once.

2. Spoke the truth without hesitation, even to death.

3. Was firm with the proud, gentle with the broken.

4. Drove out corrupt exploiters to defend His Father's house.

5. Healed the sick, opened blind eyes, and raised the dead.

6. Washed His disciples' feet, demonstrating servant leadership.

7. Willingly laid down His life for others.

8. Forgave His executioners while hanging on the cross.

9. Conquered death, rising by His own power and the Father's.

10. Now reigns supreme over all creation.

Jesus is the only alpha, and the only omega.

[tswikiri @stickswidi]

When love lands, it is quiet.
A soft fold of wings.
A key turning in a lock you didn’t know was waiting.
It settles in the space between two breaths and stays.
No announcement. Just presence. Warm. Certain. Home.

When love hits, it is not quiet.
It arrives like weather that forgot to warn you.
A sudden drop in the chest.
A laugh that changes the temperature of the room.
It knocks the air out of old stories and leaves you standing in a new one, blinking, already different.

One is the plane touching down.
The other is the lightning that finds the tallest thing in the field.

Both are love.
Both leave you changed.
Both ask the same thing afterward:
Will you stay open now that you know what it feels like?