03 Dec


Baptist Faith & Message Pt. 2


What do Southern Baptists believe about the Bible? Matt and Micah continue with the series on the Baptist Faith and Message with some insightful discussion on the article on the Scriptures. http://www.sbc.net/bfm2000/bfm2000.asp

01 Dec


I Wait For You


by Matt Brown

O Word of Life who breathed into dust
Pronounced me guilty and sentenced to death
Yet in love you promised to crush his head
On the cross your justice and mercy met
You drew with love and destroyed my pride
You quickened my spirit, now I am alive

And I worship you
As I wait for you
I enter your presence assured of your grace
Holding tight to your promise till I see your face

O Priest who embraced the unholy tree
Who owned my shame, drank my cup for me
Who parted the curtain with wounded hands
Anchored my wayward soul beyond the veil
You offered up yourself to die for the dead
Now I am alive and I lift my head

And I worship you
As I wait for you
I enter your presence assured of your grace
Holding tight to your promise till I see your face

O King who stepped down to set Adam free
To conquer his death that had condemned me
You bowed to wear my crown of thorns
My sin multiplied, your grace multiplied more
The grave gave way, handed over the keys
You raised me to life and gave me victory

And I worship you
As I wait for you
I enter your presence assured of your grace
Holding tight to your promise till I see your face

My Prophet, my Priest, my King forevermore
My soul was condemned, your flesh was torn
You offered your hands, mine held the nails
My cross demanded blood, yours was spilled
I ran, you pursued and claimed my life
By grace, what's yours has now become mine

And I worship you
As I wait for you
I enter your presence assured of your grace
Holding tight to your promise till I see your face

This poem was inspired by my time spent reading parts of Hebrews and other selected passages of scripture. The people of God in the Old Testament waited for Messiah. Jesus came to earth as God in flesh. He is the Prophet who finally and fully revealed God. He is the superior Priest who purified us. He is the King who finished the work of redemption and sat down at the right hand of God. For now, we wait for Him to return. Until then, we worship him and hold on to his promises.

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26 Nov


Baptist Faith & Message Pt. 1


Matt and Micah begin a new series discussing the Baptist Faith & Message. The BF&M is the confessional document of the Southern Baptist Convention of churches which serves to unify those who cooperate together within the denomination. In this introductory episode, Matt and Micah discuss some of the background of the formation of the document. http://www.sbc.net/bfm2000/bfm2000.asp

20 Nov


Dear Refuge of My Weary Soul


This beautiful hymn by Anne Steele (1717-1778) was originally published as a poem in 1760. Since then, it was been set to music and published in nearly 350 hymnals. Anne Steele was the daughter of a Baptist pastor, and she lived a difficult life (for more, click here). This hymn captures both the reality of suffering and the hope we have in the Lord. May its truths bring comfort to our weary souls!

Dear refuge of my weary soul,
on Thee when sorrows rise;
on Thee, when waves of trouble roll,
my fainting hope relies.

While hope revives, though pressed with fears,
and I can say, “My God”;
beneath Thy feet I spread my cares
and pour my woes abroad.

To Thee I tell each rising grief,
for Thou alone cans’t heal;
Thy word can bring a sweet relief
for every pain I feel.

But oh! When gloomy doubts prevail,
I fear to call Thee mine;
The springs of comfort seem to fail
and all my hopes decline.

Yet gracious God, where shall I flee?
Thou art my only trust;
and still my soul would cleave to Thee,
though prostrate in the dust.

Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face?
And shall I seek in vain?
And can the ear of sovereign grace
be deaf when I complain?

No, still the ear of sovereign grace
attends the mourner’s prayer;
O may I ever find access
to breathe my sorrows there.

Thy mercy seat is open still;
here let my soul retreat
with humble hope attend Thy will,
and wait beneath Thy feet.

Indelible Grace has a wonderful rendition of this hymn. Enjoy!

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12 Nov


An Encouraging and Challenging Hymn


John Newton wrote the hymn “I Asked the Lord” in 1779. Its powerful verses remind us that God, indeed, works all things for the good of those who love him. William Cowper once wrote, similarly, “Behind a frowning providence, he hides a smiling face.” And so he does. Consider Newton’s encouraging and challenging lyrics:

I asked the Lord that I might grow
in faith, and love, and every grace;
Might more of his salvation know,
and seek more earnestly his face.

‘Twas he who taught me thus to pray,
and he, I trust, has answered prayer!
But it has been in such a way
as almost drove me to despair.

I hope that in some favored hour,
at once he’d answer my request;
and by his love’s constraining power
subdue my sins and give me rest.

Instead of this, he made me feel
the hidden evils of my heart;
and let the angry powers of hell
assault my soul in every part.

Yea more, with his own hand he seemed
intent to aggravate my woe;
Crossed all the fair designs I schemed,
blasted my gourds [feelings], and laid me low.

“Lord, why is this?” I trembling cried.
“Wilt thou pursue thy worm to death?”
“‘Tis in this way,” the Lord replied,
“I answer prayer for grace and faith.”

“These inward trials I employ,
from self and pride to set thee free;
and break thy schemes of earthly joy
that thou may’st find thy all in me.”

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24 Dec


Christmas Story Unmasked


There are some misunderstandings about the Christmas story, some of which are common in the church.  Was Jesus born on December 25?  What year was He born?  Did the Wise Men bring their gifts to the manger?  Matt and Micah help us clarify some of the common issues and questions surrounding the birth of our Savior.   

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16 Dec


Why Would He Do This For Us?


“Why Would He Do This For Us?”

A Christmas Poem
by Dr. Micah Carter

God the Son, eternally loved,
Content in the riches of heaven;
Perceived our need and poverty,
Set aside glory to become human.

Sovereign God without limitations
Took up our weakness and sorrow,
He emptied himself and united with flesh
So that our limitations he’d know.

Deserving much more at the time of his birth,
He settled for humble condition.
A manger his crib in the stench of the stable—
Where is this King’s recognition?

Yet all of his life, despised and rejected!
His own people refused his acclaim;
Humbly he lived, obedient he died,
That we might have life in his name!

We look upon him with pity and wonder,
Why would he do this for us?
To start in a manger and end on a cross;
The world has not ceased to discuss.

Now cross overcome and death put to death,
Eternal glory his, victorious!
Eternal life as a gift in the manger-laid Son;
Why would he do this for us?

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