Time for another devotion here on Life of Heritage Corner! Normally, this devotion is for young ladies, but I decided to change that…this devotion is for everyone.
Therefore to him that knoweth to do good, and doeth it not, to him it is sin.
Here at Life of Heritage Corner, October is Pro-Life Month. Today, we are covering what should be a no-brainer issue. Life. Life at conception. And what we should do to protect it. And HOW we can stand up for life in our day and age.
We all know where life begins. Even those who say otherwise know deep down that life begins the moment the mother becomes pregnant. That is basic biology. And as it says in the Bible, those that shed innocent blood are an abomination to the Lord (Proverbs 6:17). But did you know that doing nothing is almost as bad as doing the killing?
Here’s a hypothetical situation. I’m walking down the street and I see two people fighting. The bigger of the two is really beating up the other. I have a cell phone. I am fully capable of dialing 9-1-1. But instead, I walk along my merry way. Later, I hear that the people I saw made the news. One is dead, the other wanted for murder. While the courts might not convict me, I am still partially to blame for the death of that individual. Because I could have called for help; I could have given them at least a chance to survive. And I did nothing.
How many times do we “walk away” and turn a blind eye to abortion? How many times do we say, “I’m pro-life. I will never kill my baby,” and yet do nothing to pass that conviction on to others because, “it’s not our business.” Saving lives is always our business!
How Can You Stand Up for Life?
*Note: I know everyone can’t do all of these things. I’m just asking that you do at least one of them!
Pray. This is the most important point of all. Pray for the unborn and their mothers. Pray that Roe v. Wade will be repealed. Pray for those in the industry. Pray for a miracle!
Today, 18 years ago, 19 men committed one of the most infamous crimes in American history. They murdered 2,977 innocent American and foreign people, who were simply going about their daily lives. They all went out into eternity…some to heaven, some to hell, having never received God’s gift of Salvation. But…have we forgotten?
Those who don’t learn from History are apt to repeat it.
I used to work on a bus route at my church before we went on the road full time for FBN. All of my riders were born after 9/11…and none of them had ever heard of it. They were old enough. There is no reason for their ignorance. It’s not their fault. Their parents and their teachers have let them down.
The Twin Towers of the World Trade Center was the death place of 2,605 people, not including the victims onboard the planes. 411 of those were first responders. Have we forgotten them?
The Pentagon was the death place of 125 people, 55 of those being military personnel. Have we forgotten them?
Flight 93 and the other three planes involved were the death places of 246 passengers, flown to their deaths because of 19 wicked men bent on destruction and death, for a god that doesn’t even exist. Have we forgotten those victims and their murderers?
At least 4,424 of our troops gave their lives in Iraq to protect our nation and put down terrorist organizations. Have we forgotten their sacrifice?
As of 2018, 2,372 of our brave servicemen have died in Afghanistan to the same end. There have been 20,32o wounded in the war. Have we forgotten their valor, their blood shed for our freedom, their families mourning loss of life, limb and mental stability?
I would dare to say that we have. I have spoken with people who thought Afghanistan was just a military base, not a war zone. I have spoken with many who have no idea when we went to war or why. I myself can name only two places where fighting has taken place over there. I am ashamed of my lack of knowledge on this subject. After all, this is the war of my generation. I was five when 9/11 happened. I watched the towers fall live on my Grandmother’s television. I have never forgotten that. It is seared into my memory forever.
Did you know that the 18-year-old recruit in Basic Training today was only a baby when 9/11 happened? Did you know that the 17-year-old recruit wasn’t even born? Three of my siblings have only known a country at war. A couple of them remember when Osama bin Laden died, taken out by conscientious Navy SEALs. None of the three remember Saddam Hussein. I do. I lived in fear, as a child, that they would come to America and murder my family, even though I prayed they would come to know the Lord. It was a result of this fear of dying that God softened my heart and I accepted Him as my personal Savior.
I believe though, that as a nation, We Have Forgotten.
But that’s not all…
Jesus Christ came to earth, born of a virgin, suffering the scoffing and criticism by His own people. Have we forgotten the reason He came?
He selected 12 men to be his disciples. One betrayed Him to His enemies for money. One denied that he even knew Jesus. And 11 of them ran when Jesus was arrested. Have we forgotten His agony in the garden, for us? His prayers while His disciples slept?
He was falsely accused, beaten, spit on and mocked before the people. Have we forgotten His humility and acceptance of what should have been our punishment? He Who knew no sin? Have we forgotten?
Jesus died, gave His Life for us on the cross, so that we could go to Heaven when we die. He accepted the rejection of God, His Father, so we could be accepted. He willingly allowed Himself to die and be buried in a borrowed tomb, for you! For me! For the victims of 9/11. For the hijackers who took over the planes. For Osama bin Laden, Saddam Hussein. For every “good” person that has ever lived or ever will live. For every bad person who ever has lived or ever will live. For everyone. He loves us that much. He doesn’t owe us anything, but Jesus did it anyway. Have we forgotten the Love of Jesus?
And the most important part…
He rose again from the grave! Three days after giving His life for us, Jesus Christ, the Only Begotten Son of God, rose of His own power, victorious over death, hell and the grave.
How could we have forgotten? Do we as a nation even care? If not, it will be to the eternal doom of every individual who has rejected His free gift of Salvation. All Jesus asks is that we repent of our sins. That is all! Small thing to ask, right?
I haven’t forgotten. What about you?
I have accepted His gift. What about you?
Have you forgotten?
Today, I want to share a devotion with you that I wrote last year. Too often we forget those who gave it all to save others. After the devotion, I will have a review of the book Let’s Roll, by Lisa Beamer, a widow of Flight 93.
Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.
John 15: 13
King James Bible
It was supposed to be a normal flight, Flight number 93 at 8:42 a.m. Todd Beamer had just gotten home the night before from a five-day trip to Italy with his wife, Lisa. He had a trip to make for work, which he could have left for the day he returned to the states, but Todd decided to spend time with his little family. As it turns out, spending time with his sons David and Andrew (Drew) and his pregnant wife was a wise move. It was the last day they would spend together.
Everything changed for this 6-year Sunday School Teacher at 9:28 am September 11th, 2001. Everyone was screaming as the middle-eastern voice came over the speakers saying, “Keep remaining sitting. We have a bomb on board.” It was shortly after this that Todd got a look at the pilot and co-pilot, lying dead on the floor. Within minutes it became clear that their plane was heading for a vital target…Washington D.C.
Beamer made a call, explaining that the plane had been hijacked and that the pilots and one passenger had been murdered by knife-wielding terrorist. One had a bomb strapped to his waist, he informed them. Shortly after, while still on the phone, Todd, Mark Bingham, Tom Burnett and Jeremy Glick formed a plan to gain control of the plane. Beamer led his fellow passengers in reciting the Lord’s Prayer and the 23rd Psalm. To the official on the phone, Todd requested that if they didn’t survive the planned plane crash, would she please call his family and tell them how much he loved them. The last thing Beamer said that was heard over the phone was “Are you ready? Okay. Let’s roll!”
And with that, his final words joined the words of many Americans who dedicated their lives to freedom. And “Let’s roll!” to this day personifies the American mission. This is no time to stand idle and let things happen. It’s time to make things happen. It’s time to roll!
At 580 mph, the plane crashed at Shanksville, Pennsylvania, killing everyone on board. They sacrificed their lives so that others could live and lead our country in the coming wars, Operation Enduring Freedom and Operation Iraqi Freedom. Let us pray their sacrifice 18 years ago was not in vain.
Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.
John 15: 13
King James Bible
By Lisa Beamer
From the Back Cover:
United Flight 93.
You read all about it.
You heard Hero Todd Beamer’s last words.
But what about the end of the story?
In Let’s Roll! Todd’s wife, Lisa, reveals what really happened on that ill-fated flight, as well as poignant glimpses of a genuine American Hero. She talks candidly about Todd’s growing-up years, their marriage and last week together, and then family moments without him—the devastating day her children learned their daddy had died, how they celebrated his first birthday without him, the mix of grief and joy when she gave birth to their third child, and how she’s found the confidence to go on in the face of such tragedy and loss. It’s no wonder that, through this unpretentious homemaker and mother, an entire nation can…
My Review: Another book that all Americans should read! Oh, my heart was so deeply touched by the Beamers’ Story! Seeing her struggle through losing her husband, reading their backstory and watching their children adjust to life without daddy was both heart-wrenching and heartwarming. They are normal people, thrust into a situation they certainly didn’t ask for and their response was inspiring and encouraging.
One thing I didn’t expect to feel in this story was pity for the terrorists who hijacked Flight 93.
Please hear me out.
These guys were horrible people and by all standards deserved to die. But what killed me was their ages: 26, 24, 21 and 20. So young, so bent on evil…and reading the instructions that were given to them by Mohammad-Atta, the leader of the attack, is heart breaking. Did they really think they were doing the right thing? Did they really believe their god would bless them? Did they really think they had to kill themselves and so many others in order to gain heaven? That’s what made me fill pity. They were so dedicated to their religion…a false doctrine and a god that doesn’t even exist. They did everything “right” according to how they had been raised…and still ended up in hell, because they had been deceived by their elders.
What a tragedy! What a waste! So young and oh, so wrong.
There were a few things that I didn’t care for in the book; the Beamers were not raised as conservative as I have been, so there are probably several things we wouldn’t agree on. Namely, dating and kissing prior to marriage. And their love of sports was a little annoying to me as well. But my main dislike was the fact that they used the NIV for the scriptures. I am King James only, so this was the most frustrating part of the book. Lisa quotes scriptures I am familiar with and it’s so irritating to see it changed and watered down. If it were my book, I would have looked up the references and corrected them in the text.
Even so, the message of the book was powerful and so needed in this day and age. Were the Beamers perfect? No. Were they extraordinary people? Oh, yes. Because they have an Extraordinary Father in Heaven, Who controlled every detail of their lives, shaping them and preparing them for the day that rocked America to it’s core.
I would recommend this to Biblically mature readers 18 and up for understanding/interest.
Taking a short break from 10 Totally Random Facts posts and introducing another set of Historical posts I’m excited to share! I love to see how God works in the lives of ordinary people, but also in historical situations. Today, I’m gonna share one that I love, the story of Dr. Max Rossvalley, a surgeon during the War Between the States. But it starts with a boy named Charlie…
(Quotes are paraphrases)
Sometime between July 1st and July 5th of 1863, in Gettysburg, Pennsylvania, a drummer of only 17 years of age was severely wounded during either the fighting or skirmishes of the unsuccessful Confederate campaign. Carried to the camp for medical attention, Charlie was turned over to a Jewish surgeon named Max L. Rossvalley. Not many truly trusted the man, since he had been a scout for the Confederate Army before. No one knows to this day if Rossvalley indeed defected or if he was still secretly spying on the Federals from the inside.
Charlie was in a great deal of pain but refused to take chloroform or brandy for the pain, having promised his mother never to touch anything that resembled alcohol. The nurse and Dr. Rossvalley both urged him to take the medication, but he steadfastly refused. He was to lose his arm and leg, and Dr. Rossvalley knew he would more than likely die of shock. The boy said, “If you won’t make me take anything, I won’t
make a scream, I promise.”
He spoke with a chaplain, asking him to give his Bible to his mother. Then he turned to the doctor and told him he was ready.
Rossvalley was not a Christian, and drinking was a problem he didn’t try to deal with at this point in his life. He “braced himself” for the operation and headed in to remove the boy’s appendages.
The only sound the boy made the entire time was when he took the edge of the pillow between his teeth and said, “Lord, please stand by me now!”
The boy asked to see the doctor a few days later, and though he didn’t want to talk to the boy, he went to see him. The boy told him about Jesus, witnessing to him. Rossvalley said he couldn’t believe in Jesus, because he was Jewish. Charlie Coulson replied that his best Friend (Jesus) was Jewish. Then he asked Dr. Rossvalley to stay by his side and watch him die, trusting in his Savior.
Later that day, however, the boy’s pleading to see the doctor was rewarded and Rossvalley came back to him. Charlie told him that he had to say something. He said, “While you were amputating my arm and leg, I asked the Lord to save you.” With those words, he passed into the Presence of his Savior. And Rossvalley had indeed seen him die.
Years later, Rossvalley met a barber, who witnessed to him and impressed him with the sign on his wall that said, “Please do not swear in this room.” When he arrived home, the man’s words haunted him, and he couldn’t get away from them. At last, Rossvalley gave his life to Christ, including his desire for alcohol.
His wife was furious and left the house with their two children. She told the children never to call him father and never allowed them to read his letters. His mother and family in Germany disowned him, holding a funeral for him.
But God does move in mysterious ways.
Dr. Rossvalley’s daughter read one of his letters and felt moved by his words. She confessed her disobedience to her mother but begged her to read the message. As a result, Mrs. Rossvalley and the children were saved, and the family was restored.
But the story doesn’t end there.
While traveling, he stopped at a Church and heard a woman give her testimony. She was dying but wanted everyone to know she was ready to go. She was so excited to see her Savior and her son, who had died at Gettysburg following a double amputation.
The Chaplain had sent her a letter and his bible and informed her of his witnessing to his Jewish doctor.
Rossvalley stood and finished the story. “I am that Jewish Doctor that your son prayed for. And his Savior is now my Savior.”
What are the chances of such a thing occurring? Pretty big when God is at work. Mrs. Coulson gave Dr. Rossvalley Charlie’s letter and Bible, which he carried with him until his death.
Have a blessed day!
Time for another exclusive devotion, ladies, lol! Hope you enjoy!
Did you know that being feminine and working hard went hand in hand? Sometimes we get so caught up in what we think is feminine that we forget that working hard is a vital part of what God expects us to be!
Let’s take a look at 9 young ladies (3 examples) of the Biblical portrayal of hardworking women.
Genesis 24:14-15, 20 // 14And let it come to pass, that the damsel to whom I shall say, Let down thy pitcher, I pray thee, that I may drink; and she shall say, Drink, and I will give thy camels drink also: let the same be she that thou hast appointed for thy servant Isaac; and thereby shall I know that thou hast shewed kindness unto my master. 15And it came to pass, before he had done speaking, that, behold, Rebekah came out, who was born to Bethuel, son of Milcah, the wife of Nahor, Abraham's brother, with her pitcher upon her shoulder. 20And she hasted, and emptied her pitcher into the trough, and ran again unto the well to draw water, and drew for all his camels.
Eleazar was looking for a wife for his master’s son and while he doubtless wanted a lady who was pleasant to look at and be around, he was looking for a hard worker. Someone eager to serve. And Rebekah didn’t disappoint.
Just so you know, Rebekah was offering to draw upwards to 300 gallons of water, y’all! Now that is hard work. Plus, camels slobber and make a lot of…unpleasant noise. So yeah, she wasn’t volunteering to do something fun here.
Ruth 2:5-7 // Then said Boaz unto his servant that was set over the reapers, Whose damsel is this? And the servant that was set over the reapers answered and said, It is the Moabitish damsel that came back with Naomi out of the country of Moab: And she said, I pray you, let me glean and gather after the reapers among the sheaves: so she came, and hath continued even from the morning until now, that she tarried a little in the house.
I never really thought about it until now, but Ruth caught Boaz’s attention because she was working hard to feed herself and her widowed mother-in-law. What if she had begged the government for handouts or forced Naomi to go to work? She might never had met Boaz and I seriously doubt he would have wanted her for his wife.
Exodus 2:16 // Now the priest of Midian had seven daughters: and they came and drew water, and filled the troughs to water their father's flock. And the shepherds came and drove them away: but Moses stood up and helped them, and watered their flock.
Sheep may see sweet, but they can be a handful sometimes. Add drawing enough water for them (it took 7 girls to watch them, so I assume there were a bunch!) and that’s exhausting work. One would later go on to be Moses Wife.
Moral of the story? Never underestimate the value of hard work. God has given us work for a reason and who knows, maybe God will do as He did with these ladies and let your hard work lead Mr. Right to you!
Now, don’t make that your reason for working hard. God has a time and place for everything and He can see your thoughts and motives. There is nothing you can do to speed up His timetable. But by not doing your Christian duty, you can slow it down! God does not reward Laziness. He rewards the faithful steward.
To Quote Mrs. Sheryl Ross: A lazy woman is a curse to any man. She is a shameful example to her daughters, and a hindrance to the work of God. Behind the scenes in every successful ministry is a small army of ladies with willing hearts and working hands. This has always been true…If you do not develop as part of your character a stellar work ethic, do not claim to be a lady.
You do not have to sacrifice modesty or femininity to work hard. If there is a job that needs to be done that would require you to dress immodestly or to cross-dress, then that is not your job—it is man’s work. However, having lived in the country on a small farm these many years, let me testify to the fact that MOST jobs can be done by a lady, while still being a lady. Never use femininity as an excuse for laziness.
From The Twenty-One Tenets of Biblical Femininity by Jerry and Sheryl Ross. All rights Reserved, Used by Permission.
I hope you enjoyed today's post! Have a blessed week!
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