Another tiny Argument for Women Preachers

[Cindy]

Originally Posted by Sister Alvear

I wish there were thousands and thosands and thousands...


Dear Friends in the Homeland:

For two nights I have had the same dream…standing by a big river with my son Arlei and an Indian gazing to the far other side. My question was, “are there people on the other side”? The Indian said, “Yes”, I walked into the water and my son said, “Mother, it is deep”. The Indian said she can make it ….I started across knowing it was the thing to do…. in search for souls….

My whole life has been involved in reaching the lost for our lord and bringing His lost children back to the fold.

I feel overwhelmed at the task that lies before us.

I think of the old hymn…sang long ago….

A hundred thousand souls a day Are passing one by one away In Christless guilt and gloom; Without one ray of hope or light, With future dark as endless night, They’re passing to their doom, They’re passing to their doom.
Refrain
They’re passing, passing fast away In thousands day by day; They’re passing to their doom, They’re passing to their doom.
O Holy Ghost, Thy people move, Baptize their hearts with faith and love And consecrate their gold. At Jesus’ feet their millions pour, And all their ranks unite once more, As in the days of old, As in the days of old.
Refrain
The Master’s coming draweth near; The Son of Man will soon appear; His kingdom is at hand. But ere that glorious day can be, This gospel of the kingdom we Must preach in every land, Must preach in every land.
Refrain
Oh, let us then His coming haste,
 Oh, let us end this awful waste Of souls that never die. A thousand millions still are lost; A Savior’s blood has paid the cost, 
Oh, hear their dying cry, 
Oh, hear their dying cry.
Refrain
They’re passing, passing, fast away, A hundred thousand souls a day In Christless guilt and gloom. 
O Church of Christ, what wilt thou say When, in the awful judgment day, They charge thee with their doom, They charge thee with their doom? (James H. Burke)

This song says it better than I ever could! Where He is leading I do not know…what He is showing me I do not know but one thing I do know. When the time comes whatever it may mean…whatever it may cost we stand ready to march at His orders.

Weep for the lost my friends....don't waste your time fighting over who takes the message....

Isaiah 52:7

King James Version (KJV)

7 How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings, that publisheth peace; that bringeth good tidings of good, that publisheth salvation; that saith unto Zion, Thy God reigneth!