In the Hour of Decision

Multitudes, multitudes in the valley of decision: for the day of the Lord is near in the valley of decision. Joel 3:14.
The prophecy of Revelation 13 declares that the power represented by the beast with lamblike horns shall cause “the earth and them which dwell therein” to worship the Papacy—there symbolized by the beast “like unto a leopard.” The beast with two horns is also to say “to them that dwell on the earth, that they should make an image to the beast;” and, furthermore, it is to command all, “both small and great, rich and poor, free and bond,” to receive “the mark of the beast.” …
The United States is the power represented by the beast with lamblike horns, and … this prophecy will be fulfilled when the United States shall enforce Sunday observance, which Rome claims as the special acknowledgment of her supremacy. But in this homage to Papacy the United States will not be alone. The influence of Rome in the countries that once acknowledged her dominion, is still far from being destroyed. And prophecy foretells a restoration of her power. “I saw one of his heads as it were wounded to death; and his deadly wound was healed: and all the world wondered after the beast.” Revelation 13:3.
The infliction of the deadly wound points to the downfall of the Papacy in 1798. After this, says the prophet, “His deadly wound was healed: and all the world wondered after the beast.” Paul states plainly that the man of sin will continue until the Second Advent…. In both the Old and the New World, the Papacy will receive homage in the honor paid to the Sunday institution, that rests solely upon the authority of the Roman Church….
God’s Word has given warning of the impending danger; let this be unheeded, and the Protestant world will learn what the purposes of Rome really are, only when it is too late to escape the snare.
We should now seek a deep and living experience in the things of God. We have not a moment to lose.
The Faith I Live By p. 329
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Prayer Requests
—-Please pray that the demonic activity that is going on in my family will stop. Especially pray for my mother and uncle’s safety. Connie
—-Doing a surgery, prayers please. Davin
—-My doctor called and said my gall stone has moved and is blocking the tube. Please be praying for all to happen in God’s timing. Dan
—-Please pray for Kay today. She is having out-patient surgery this morning. Buddy
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Dear Friends,
My grandparents lived in a large, wooden house that had many rooms. My aunt had the upstairs bedroom that overlooked Burdick Street. After she got married when I was five, her room seemed so empty and the hallway that led to it so dark and creaky. My mother’s room was much smaller and on the south side of the house. I wondered why my mother had not moved into my aunt’s room after she left. Suddenly, I understood. The branches of a huge tree engulfed her room in such a way that it seemed to be her own little tree house where birds and squirrels that she had tamed came to visit.
The room that always fascinated me more than these, however, was my grandparents’ attic. I was not allowed to go in there alone, but on those rare occasions when my grandmother would puff her way upstairs, and unlock the door, I knew that I was in for an adventure. That unfinished attic was dark even on sunny days, because the window was tiny and the single low-wattage lightbulb hanging from the ceiling could not penetrate the dusty gloom. Actually, the items in that attic were not valuable just storage boxes and a few pieces of old furniture, but they were exciting to me. The object that meant a great deal to my grandmother was a dusty, grey trunk that looked to my childish imaginings like a pirate’s treasure chest.
I always watched with eager expectation as my grandmother opened that trunk. Inside were her special treasures. There were some pictures and letters that were written during the civil war by some relative. There was a watch fob made of her mother’s reddish-brown hair. So many delights to see! But my favorite was a dress that had belonged to her cousin. It was a pale peach color, covered with a pattern of glass beads. My grandmother would hold that dress near to her heart and tell me how happy she had been to receive it when her cousin gave it to her when she was a teenager.
God’s Holy Word contains treasure far greater than any earthly one. It’s study should be our delight, for in it’s pages we find the way to eternal life! From Genesis to Revelation, we find our Dear Saviour Who loves us so much that He gave Himself for us. Nothing should deter us from spending time learning its message to us. “Again, the kingdom of heaven is like unto treasure hid in a field; the which when a man hath found, he hideth, and for joy thereof goeth and selleth all that he hath, and buyeth that field. Again, the kingdom of heaven is like unto a merchant man, seeking goodly pearls: Who, when he had found one pearl of great price, went and sold all that he had, and bought it.” Matt 13:44-46
“Therefore every scribe which is instructed unto the kingdom of heaven is like unto a man that is an householder, which bringeth forth out of his treasure things new and old.” Matt 13:52 How true that is! No matter how many times we read the Bible, we continually discover new things. There are depths of meaning that are constantly awaiting our discovery. Even in the familiar, old passages we find new discoveries if we meditate upon them. God’s Word is as eternal as its Author. As we read it, we bring forth thoughts new and old.
Moreover, as we read it, we become changed into the image of our Maker. “But we all, with open face beholding as in a glass the glory of the Lord, are changed into the same image from glory to glory, even as by the Spirit of the Lord.” 2 Cor 3:18 James adds, “be ye doers of the word, and not hearers only, deceiving your own selves. For if any be a hearer of the word, and not a doer, he is like unto a man beholding his natural face in a glass: For he beholdeth himself, and goeth his way, and straightway forgetteth what manner of man he was. But whoso looketh into the perfect law of liberty, and continueth therein, he being not a forgetful hearer, but a doer of the work, this man shall be blessed in his deed.” James 1:22-25
May we discover the treasure contained in the Book of books hiding its words in our heart that we might not sin against God. (Ps 119:9-11) May we daily read and meditate upon it and be obedient to it. May we share that treasure with those around us at every opportunity is my prayer.
Rose
In the Hour of Decision