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HE IS RISEN by Debbie Harris

12 Sunday Apr 2020

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Mark 16: 6 (KJV)

And he saith unto them, Be not affrighted: Ye seek Jesus of Nazereth, which was crucified: he is risen; he is not here: behold the place where they laid him.

Luke 24:6

He is not here, but is risen.

 

And he stooping down, and lookin in saw the linen clothes lying: yet he went not in.Then cometh Simon Peter following him, and went into the sepluchure, and seeth the linen clothes lie.And the napkin, that was about his head, not lying with the linen clothes but wrapped together in a place by itself.

John20: 3,5-7 (KJV)

 

He is risen!

No more sin filled prison!

No more schism between heart, soul, and mind

For we dwell in His

Majestic,

Multi-faceted,

Magnificent,

Prism of

Unimaginable,

Unfathomable,

Un-retractable,

Unfailing,

Un-malleable,

Grace filled redemptive light!

For all of his creation magnifies and exalts His name

From the golden throated cardinal,

To the golden saturated sunset,

To the heaven filled redeemed golden soul,

To the streets of gold,

All of creation sings

He is not in the tomb!

He is risen!!!

 

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Peace Be Still, Be Not Afraid by Debbie Harris

11 Saturday Apr 2020

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Midst any storm our Lord says, be not afraid.

Peace be still for I am Lord of the waves.

Emmanuel bids be not dismayed.

For our Lord’s life and death rings, Jesus saves.

A Savior who deeply loves everyone.

A love so deeply wide it fills all spaces.

And rescues with a love so great he runs

Like Father runs to His child, he races.

Jesus races to us as Lord and friend.

A friend so kind He calms fears, storms, waves

Souls, minds, and lives. As a Shepherd he tends,

Tends to us when we are afraid of plagues.

For it is when He sees our woes and tears

Emanuel reminds us that He is near.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Prayer by Debbie Harris

10 Friday Apr 2020

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Treasured Father, Son, and Holy Spirit resurrect the hearts

of this broken culture through Jesus Christ our risen Lord.

All the while knowing that there-bye the grace of God go any of us.

May our Savior’s grace and love captivate each and every heart.

But Father first may your love and grace be seen in us as a kind

and Holy living stream. May the kindness and mercy God gives

to us be freely, graciously, truthfully, authentically, sincerely,

humbly, gently, shared, heard, and seen with any and all who need

the free living, saving, replenishing, restoring, resurrecting, cleansing

ceaseless living waters of redemption found in Jesus Christ, our Lord.

Amen and Amen!

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Creation’s Masterpieces During Holy Days by Debbie Harris

10 Friday Apr 2020

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I think on Holy days that all of Christ’s created

creations gloriously display their very best!

From cardinals, to mountains, to valley’s

to sunrises, to sunsets, to stars in the sky.

I think on Holy days that all of Christ’s

created creations  gloriously display their

very best and gloriously sings the loudest

for our  loving, hope-filled risen Savior and King.

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“It Is Finished” by Debbie Harris

10 Friday Apr 2020

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Nec Spe, Nec Metu

Having disarmed the powers and authorities, he made a public spectacle of them, triumphing over them by the cross.

Colossians 2:15 ( KJV)

When Jesus therefore had received the vinegar, he said, It is finished: and he bowed his head, and gave up the ghost.

John 19:30 (KJV)

 But these are written, that ye might believe that Jesus is the Christ, the Son of God; and that believing ye might have life through his name.

John 19:31 (KJV)

 

“It is finished was His divine, Holy, anguished cry.”

A cry so great it tore the veil in two. A bloody agony

that broke His heart.  A heart so drenched with love

that He died for all of humanity. An anguished love

so encompassing and true that it brings beauty and

Christ’s redeeming transformational righteousness

to each and every soul that will but repent and believe.

A gift so incalculable and free that when redeemed we

are given Christ-given righteousness, robes of salvation,

new creature hearts, souls, minds, and lives, spiritual wealth.

This is a prophetic and Holy love that has been gloriously foretold.

A salvation that indeed can or will never be diminished or

taken away when received.  A Cross so brutal, devastating,

yet beautifying that it removes the sins of the world and

creates a white as snow royal path to salvation, a new eternal

destination through Jesus Christ, our Savior, now our dearest

friend and Lord. A cross so majestically vicious and victorious

that it turns the wrath of God away from those who truly believe.

Why you might say? Indeed this is the most important question

of our lives that needs to be answered with the Bible’s inerrant truth.

And it is this.  Infinite love’s obedience broke the head of the dragon

renting the veil in two while defeating all demonic foes forever and

forevermore. Our sins have blocked us from His Holy dwelling place.

But because of His Cross, His blood,  His blessed, perfect sacrifice, this

brings us into his fold. And gives us all a way to run into His presence

at any time or any where.For his victorious, joy-filled, miraculous loving

presence is within each and every repentant heart. Oh love, divine whose

wounds can heal and transform each and every soul, people or nation.

Eternal God who is perfectly human and perfectly divine what love, what

triumph, what agony, what perfect, glorious grace, what mercy, what obedience,

what exquisite atoning sacrifice that you would become the Holy lamb, God’s

Holy, triumphant, atoning sacrifice and answer each and every sinner’s

penitent prayerful plea with, “It is finished.” This, this, this is what is royally

written on each and every redeemed heart, It is finished, Heaven’s gold!

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Inviting Jesus Into Every Situation So We Might Glorify Him by Debbie Harris

08 Wednesday Apr 2020

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In the midst of any and all  situations that may arise, may we always invite

Jesus Christ, our wisdom, our light, our righteousness in so that we, as His

beloved, adored, and delighted in children, can respond like our humble,

beauty-filled Savior and Lord does and did. May we all with humble and

adoring hearts hear His royal call as we fervently run to follow our loving,

gentle Shepherd. May we  joyfully, unreservedly live out Salvations gift.

May we glorify our all in all, Jesus Christ, with every moment of our lives.

 

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Mary’s Perfume Points Us To The Cross: A Lavish Act of Adoration by Debbie Harris

07 Tuesday Apr 2020

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Jacob_Andries_Beschey_-_Maria_Magdalene_washing_the_feet_of_Christ“Christ in the House of Simon the Pharisee” by Philippe de Champaigne, c.1656 – Public Domain

Now when Jesus was in Bethany, in the house of Simon the leper, There came unto him a woman having an alabaster box of very precious ointment, and poured it on his head, as he sat at meat. But when his disciples saw it, they had indignation, saying, To what purpose is this waste? For this ointment might have been sold for much, and given to the poor. When Jesus understood it, he said unto them, Why trouble ye the woman? for she hath wrought a good work upon me. For ye have the poor always with you; but me ye have not always. For in that she hath poured this ointment on my body, she did it for my burial. Verily I say unto you, Wheresoever this gospel shall be preached in the whole world, there shall also this, that this woman hath done, be told for a memorial of her.

Matthew 26:6-13 (KJV)

There is hope in the name of the Lord.

No matter what the tempestuous gale

Jesus is our great celestial reward.

He is our keeper behind Heaven’s veil.

He is our strength and we are adored.

An eternal love that strengthens all Saints.

A strength that is ceaselessly poured.

Poured from Holy wells without any constraint.

Such Heavenly wells that dispel all fears.

Such bounties found in our risen Lord.

Such riches seen in God for He is near.

Such Holy withness makes all our hearts soar.

Like Mary whose white alabaster jar

Poured thanks for He is our morning star.

 

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Only Jesus Christ Brings Easter Into Hearts by Debbie Harris

06 Monday Apr 2020

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When in the air we find an enemy

That stops the world by causing fearful nights.

In such a time as this, may we all flee

To God’s unchanging, comforting, pure light.

A light immersed in forgiveness and love.

So great His care God sent His Son to earth

To bring us a saving love from above.

A Cross, an empty tomb imbues new birth.

An Easter in the heart forever lives

Creating Holy new creature life and dreams.

A Christ procured heart that loves to give.

Hope-filled lives grateful to be redeemed.

Redeemed souls proclaiming transformation.

Opened eyes that now see their salvation.

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The Blessed Hosannah Filled Procession Of Christ: A Symbol of Victory, Triumph, Peace, and Eternal Life by Debbie Harris

05 Sunday Apr 2020

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Zechariah 9:9- Rejoice greatly, Daughter Zion! Shout, Daughter Jerusalem! See, your king comes to you, righteous and victorious, lowly and riding on a donkey, on a colt, the foal of a donkey.

John12:12-19- The next day the great crowd that had come for the festival heard that Jesus was on his way to Jerusalem. They took palm branches and went out to meet him, shouting, “Hosanna! ” “Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord!” “Blessed is the king of Israel!” Jesus found a young donkey and sat on it, as it is written: “Do not be afraid, Daughter Zion; see, your king is coming, seated on a donkey’s colt.”

Luke 19: 28-44

After Jesus had said this, he went on ahead, going up to Jerusalem. As he approached Bethphage and Bethany at the hill called the Mount of Olives, he sent two of his disciples, saying to them, “Go to the village ahead of you, and as you enter it, you will find a colt tied there, which no one has ever ridden. Untie it and bring it here. If anyone asks you, ‘Why are you untying it?’ say, ‘The Lord needs it.’ ” Those who were sent ahead went and found it just as he had told them.  As they were untying the colt, its owners asked them, “Why are you untying the colt?” They replied, “The Lord needs it.” They brought it to Jesus, threw their cloaks on the colt and put Jesus on it. As he went along, people spread their cloaks on the road. When he came near the place where the road goes down the Mount of Olives, the whole crowd of disciples began joyfully to praise God in loud voices for all the miracles they had seen: “Blessed is the king who comes in the name of the Lord!” “Peace in heaven and glory in the highest!”  Some of the Pharisees in the crowd said to Jesus, “Teacher, rebuke your disciples!”  “I tell you,” he replied, “if they keep quiet, the stones will cry out.” As he approached Jerusalem and saw the city, he wept over it – and said, “If you, even you, had only known on this day what would bring you peace—but now it is hidden from your eyes.  The days will come upon you when your enemies will build an embankment against you and encircle you and hem you in on every side. They will dash you to the ground, you and the children within your walls. They will not leave one stone on another, because you did not recognize the time of God’s coming to you.”

Luke 19: 28-44

“Lift up your heads, O you gates; even lift them up, you everlasting doors; and the King of Glory shall come in.” Psalm 24:9.

For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.

John 3:16

 

Light of the world whose eternal, exquisite Heavenly, Holy light can

never fade or dim, Redeemer of humanity, blessed servant to all,

beloved and perfect, righteous Son of God whose royalty and divinity

is worshipped day and night with a myriad of Heavenly and earthly

symphony filled Hallelujah’s rides, into a city He loves on a lowly colt,

one that had never been ridden on before. A humble donkey who surely

knew that this was indeed precious cargo for in a moment His wildness

went out of Him.  Two symbols of peace, an earthly and a holy one, a lowly

colt and our majestic King of Kings and Lord of Lords triumphantly journeying

into a city over which he weeps for they do not recognize Him as their Lord and

King. How slow the donkey’s stride must be. How proud his steps must have

been. For this untamed chosen colt ,now tamed, knew His creator whom he

carried, was the worlds Savior and King. And the King of Glory rode

onto a  blanket of palm leaves and “Hosanna’s to the King” from those who

worshipped him. For His disciples were praising, honoring, and adoring

Him by loudly proclaiming such victorious truths . For they were merely

but repeating what they knew, and what they had seen, because  Jesus was

their teacher, Savior and friend. For is this not what all of Heaven, the

angels, and the great crowd of witnesses joyfully, and loudly sing thorough

out  all of heaven to the Ancient of days? For with such adulations and

adorations His disciples worshipped their Messiah and King. And their

words were such as these, “Blessed is he who comes in the name of the

Lord even the King of Israel. Blessed is the coming kingdom of our

Father David, Hosanna in the highest,“Peace in heaven and glory in the

highest.” These were the praises like hymns that so joyfully rang throughout

the streets of earthly Jerusalem. As these should also be our joyous earthly

songs as forgiven eternal, royal children of our  humble, servant King.

And  yet all the while, as he was riding into His beloved city, Jesus saw

into the hearts  of those who hated Him. For He indeed could see into the

inner thoughts of all. For He was their Creator, the one  who knit them

together in their Mother’s womb. And then, now, and forever our Savior

weeps for all who belligerently reject our Savior’s call. For our Savior,

Jesus Christ, the King of Kings and Lord of Lords of all earthly and

eternal glory knew, that this was the beginning of His God given,

divinely appointed destiny, the road to the garden of  Gethsemane,

a scene of such agony, and betrayal, and Golgotha’s Cross, the scull

shaped hill where hell was forever and eternally defeated and the

gift of imputed righteousness was gloriously offered to all. Such a

blessed, celebratory entrance into the city He so loved. For He is

the blessed, incalculable, grace drenched, King coming for all.

“For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son,

that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have everlasting

life.” For because of his Cross, his death, his love, his grace, his agony,

his anguished brokenness for all souls of humanity, his Holy, loving,

tender, humble, heart bids us, pursues us, invites us all to come as

we are to the throne room of grace, to see the Cross, to see His love

as he hangs upon the cross  arms outstretched to all of us to receive

the gift of all gifts, the free, inestimable, incalculable mercy drenched

gift of  Salvation, Jesus Christ, our risen, living Savior and King. This

glorious victorious, joyful, triumphant entrance of Jesus Christ into a

city where many loved and hated Him is our redeemer’s Holy hope

and prayer for every people, every tribe and every nation. For the

entrance of the King of glory riding  on a lowly colt is a picture of our

humble Savior always offering love, forgiveness, mercy, grace, and hope.

This Holy, scene which leads to passion week is such a demonstration of

our Savior’s royal invitation and so much more. For the Savior of  the world,

the King of glory invites us all to receive His life giving gift filled with

forgiveness, mercy and love. For this, this, this, this Holy, sovereign and divine

event is what the sinful heart, mind and life is truly meant for, the victorious,

triumphant, blessed, royal, entrance of Jesus Christ into each and every  soul.

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Rest In The Attributional Perfection of Our Triune God by Debbie Harris

02 Thursday Apr 2020

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for he maketh his sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust.

Matthew 5:45b (KJV)

 

Beauty-filled, exquisite light of the world, attributional

perfection working perfectly at once. This is our

Trinitarian God. Rejoice for He alone is working

all things together for our ultimate and eternal good.

No matter what is happening in the world no darkness

can ever impede the beauty, goodness, and sovereignty

of our God. For His divine, holy, majestic attributional

perfection works seamlessly with omnipotence, omniscience,

and omnipresence no matter what the fear. Rejoice for

He alone is God and we are not. Rest, rest, rest in Him

and rejoice in our Triune God who is living, loving, and

resurrected perfection. For we can trust in His beauty,

brilliance,  benevolence , beneficial, and bounteous care!

 

 

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