WORLD GOSPEL KINGDOM TRACTS
Unlocking the Mystery of Human Life
"But as for me and my house, we will serve Jehovah" (Joshua 24:15).
I know one brother in the Lord who is a real head in his family. Before his family believed in the Lord, he took the initiative to believe in the Lord. Without discussing the matter with his wife and children, he burned and removed every idolatrous thing in his house and then gathered his whole house together, announcing, “Our whole family is going to believe in the Lord. Even if some of you do not want to believe, you are counted as having believed.” What each individual in the family does is another issue. But the head of the family has the right to announce that his whole family is a believing family. The blood of the lamb was struck on the doorpost of the house, not on the doorpost of the rooms. Salvation comes to man with the household as the basic unit. In my observation, the brothers who are the proper head in their family always find their whole family saved. The only difference is in the timing; some in the family believe earlier while others believe later. But none in the family remains an unbeliever forever. It is always a household salvation; the whole family is saved eventually. All the brothers who are the head in their family should stand firm in this matter. First bring the whole family into a saved standing, and then every member will be saved one after another.
At Princeton University there was a highly educated college professor who was also a good brother. He believed fully in the teaching of household salvation, and he declared to his sons that his whole family was to be a believing family. When the children were small, he gathered them together every day for family worship. Later, when the sons grew up, they left home and gave up their faith, turning to evil works. The colleagues of the professor mocked him, saying, “Your conviction is wrong.” But he told his colleagues, “My sons have not become old yet. I believe that my whole family will eventually be saved.” Later the father died, and the sons still were not saved. But twenty years later, the sons gradually were saved one after another. We have to believe in the Lord. If we have faith in this matter, our whole family will be saved even if it means waiting for a few years or a few decades.
A certain group of people deal with sin by wrestling with it and trying to withstand it. They struggle to oppose sin in the hope that they will overcome it. Yet their striving, struggling, and wrestling eventually end in nothing but failure. These people often think that they have failed because they did not fight with sin long enough and were not resolute enough in rejecting sin. They try to fight harder the next time, and they do their best to withstand. Yet how many people have we seen who have overcome their sin through wrestling with it? The Bible tells us to withstand the devil, but it never tells us to withstand temptation. It tells us to withstand evil, but it never tells us to withstand sin. None of our temptations and trials can be overcome through withstanding them.
A young brother was working for the Lord in a certain locality. Once while he was conducting a meeting and was helping others to have the overcoming experience, a seventy-nine-year-old doctor came and listened to his preaching. This doctor had been smoking cigars for fifty-one years. He told others, “Smoking is my habit; I have been smoking since my youth. Originally I smoked twelve cigars a day. Now I have increased to twenty a day. I have been smoking for fifty-one years, and there is no way that I can overcome it.” The young brother asked, “How do you deal with it?” The doctor said, “I have been wrestling with smoking for over twenty years but have never succeeded.” Another young brother who was there smiled and said, “I overcame without any wrestling on my part. If you want to overcome sin, you can never do it by yourself. You have to trust in God’s deliverance. There is no need for you to struggle in yourself.” The brother proceeded to explain to the doctor the way of victory. In the end they prayed. In his prayer the doctor said, “Lord, from now on, I will stop all my wrestling. Lord, I trust in You. Victory is Yours. I cannot overcome by wrestling with my own strength.” Three months later, he testified, saying, “I have been smoking for fifty-one years. Yet in an instant I was delivered from it. Formerly, when I woke up in the morning, my hand would reach out for a cigar before I opened my eyes. Yet on that day, I stopped suddenly; the thought for smoking was gone. Christ has indeed become my victory.” Victory does not come by struggling through one’s own strength. It is Christ in us who becomes our victory. Victory over sin is just one small item of the work of Christ within us! We must pray more and ask God to open our eyes to see what the life of God’s Son is and to see that He is not here to be our Savior in an outward way, but our Savior in an inward way.
There was once an Anglican preacher in England. One day his daughter died. When he returned home from the funeral, he wondered what message he would deliver the next day, which was Sunday. He picked the text 2 Corinthians 12:9 as the subject of his sermon, which says, “My grace is sufficient for you.” He knelt down and asked God to bless the subject. While he was praying, he asked himself, “Is the grace of God sufficient for me? If God’s grace is not sufficient for me, how can I say to others that His grace is sufficient? My daughter has died and I feel sad, heartbroken, and hurt. This means that God’s grace is not sufficient for me. I cannot lie.” He thought about changing the subject, but there was no time. He could only pray, “God, help me to experience Your sufficient grace. May Your grace be sufficient for me.” He prayed for a long time, but nothing seemed to work. Then he glanced casually at a verse on the mantel. The verse had been placed there by his mother while he was at the funeral. The verse was 2 Corinthians 12:9, “My grace is sufficient for you.” The words “My” and “you” were blue, the words “is sufficient” were red, and the rest were black. Suddenly he was enlightened by the Lord. He said to himself, “The Lord says that His grace is sufficient for me. Yet I am saying that His grace is not sufficient for me.” He began to confess his sin to the Lord, saying, “God, You have said that Your grace is sufficient. Yet I am still praying for Your grace to become sufficient for me.” As he was confessing, he was also praising and thanking God for the sufficiency of His grace. Soon he was filled with joy and thanksgiving. The next day, when he stepped onto the podium, he delivered the best message of his entire life. When others asked about the secret of his message, he answered that he saw what faith is after his daughter’s funeral. Faith is not asking God to fulfill His promises. Faith is praising and thanking God for what He has spoken. From that time he experienced a great change in his life.
Three hundred years ago, there was a famous theologian called Bengal who had a few students. At that time, theologians were different from those of today; they took only a few students. One student studied the book of Romans under Bengal. He was told to study nothing but Romans for a period of time. One day the student came to him as he was reading a book and said, “I have discovered the doctrine of sin in the book of Romans.” When Bengal heard this, he jumped up in surprise, and said, “You have discovered only the doctrine of sin in the book of Romans. Have you not discovered sin within yourself and in your daily life?” If we do not find sin in ourselves, and if all that we know is the doctrine of sin in the book of Romans, and then tell others to hate sin, deal with sin, and not live by the flesh, what good will this do? If we have never been freed from the power of sin, how can we free others?
A certain renowned professor at a university was very much admired by many people. One day he was sitting in his study. On his desk were many books, but the Bible was not among them. He was invited to speak at the university cathedral on the upcoming Sunday, and he was preparing for his sermon. He knew that many people would listen to his speaking, and the chancellor, the professors, and a few hundred students would be there. The famous professional people and merchants would also come to listen to him. The Sunday morning service at that cathedral, being famous for always having good music, was always well-attended by socially renowned persons. This being the case, the professor thought that he must do the best job possible, for he realized that his name was quite well-known also. A few of his colleagues had spoken there before and had been severely criticized. He could not afford to commit the same mistakes as they did. He had to say something new and timely. He was obviously trying to earn the praise of men instead of the praise of God.
He put his head in his hands and muttered quietly to himself. In the end, he exclaimed, “I have it!” and he took a piece of paper and wrote on it, “New Trends in Thinking.” He said, “This will be my theme—New Trends in Thinking.” Two weeks before that, another preacher had preached there. He was known as a fundamentalist, and what he spoke was mocked by others. The young men and women called him an “antiquity.” Now that this professor was going to preach on new trends in thinking, he found this a chance to respond to what the other preacher had spoken. He knew that his audience would love to listen to such words.
Now he had to consider a little what he was going to say. But he needed one verse. According to the custom of the place, he must choose one Scripture verse to serve as the basis for the Sunday morning service. What verse should he choose? In the end, he chose Acts 17:19. “And they took hold of him and led him to the Areopagus, saying, May we know what this new teaching is which is being spoken by you?” He said to himself, “Fortunately there is such a verse. I can take this opportunity to show them my knowledge concerning Greek history and language.” He hurriedly wrote something down. After he had jotted something down concerning the Areopagus and Greek philosophy, he proceeded to write the first section of his sermon, “Old Concepts.” He wrote, “There are some old concepts in religion that cannot stand in the eyes of modern scientific research. What our ancestors believed in is too old and antiquated. If the great ancient theologians were to come back to life today, they would give up their faith and agree with our new thoughts also.” But what are the old concepts that he had to speak about? Here he thought he had a chance to rebut the word of the preacher who had spoken earlier. He wanted to find some points of faith from the unerring Book (Bible) that he could make a mockery of. He wrote, “There is nothing in this world that is infallible. The word infallible means perfect, and it is impossible to be perfect. There is no book in this world that contains no mistakes, there is no truth in this world that can be unerring, and there is no one in this world who can be without error. Even Christ was not without error; He made some mistakes also.” Then he proceeded, “The virgin birth of Jesus is a belief that cannot be explained by science. Neither is there any historical record concerning it. It is merely an unfounded story. As to resurrection, such a belief is rejected by great writers and scientists alike. All those with enlightened minds will no doubt understand Jesus’ resurrection to be not a resurrection of the person, but a resurgence of His conduct, His personality, His guidance, and His pattern. The old concepts speak of a heaven and a place of suffering (hell) after death. This belief is quite illogical also. We do not know about our future. It is possible that after death there is a future life, but it may not be a kind of future life like that described in the Bible. We can never be certain of this.”
What we have quoted was the first section of his sermon. Now he proceeded on to the second section, “The New Concepts.” He said, “We are like the ancient Greeks, always seeking for the new things, and we are still in the process of seeking.” He was coming to the subject of evolutionary theology, and he was writing faster and faster.
While he was writing, suddenly two little arms embraced his neck. They were the arms of his only daughter, who was eleven years old. She had entered the study without her father noticing. She said, “Daddy, the meal is ready. Mother has called you three times. We thought you had fallen asleep.”
The man pointed to his papers and said, “No, I have not fallen asleep. I am very busy. Do you know that your daddy is going to preach next Sunday in the big cathedral?”
While he was taking his meal, he spent the whole time talking about his sermon, and he told everyone how he came up with the theme. He also told them how he would spend the whole afternoon and evening writing his sermon. At that time, his daughter said, “But Daddy, you promised me that this afternoon you would take me to the top of the hill. What about it? Please take me there!” He shook his head, saying, “I am afraid that you have to wait until the following week after I have finished my sermon. What a pity that this is Wednesday already. Other than the time I spend on lecturing, I will have to spend all my time to prepare my sermon.” The daughter was disappointed, and she was about to cry. The mother comforted her and told her that her father would surely take her to the hill the following Monday and would walk with her in the cemetery on the hill. There was also a cottage of an old farmer there.
That afternoon, the professor was busy writing. By midnight, he was still correcting his wordings over and over. Later he said, “Finally, I put the whole thing in order. Tomorrow, the day after, and Saturday, I will spend some time to read over it again and again.” After he said this, he went to his bedroom beside his study to sleep.
The second morning, his wife came in earlier than usual and told him that his daughter did not sleep well the night before, that she had a fever, and that she was afraid that it was a kind of gallbladder disease. The mother gave the girl some medicine she had taken before. The father went to look at the child. The girl said, “Daddy, if you had taken me to the hilltop, to the cemetery and the farmer’s house, I would not have become sick this morning.” He kissed his daughter and said, “Next week I will surely take you there.”
He went back to his study and busied himself with his new thoughts—his sermon. He had to go to a class at 2:00 in the afternoon; hence, he wanted to spend all his time on his sermon. At about noon, his wife knocked on the door and came in, saying, “I don’t want to bother you, but Clara (the girl’s name) seems to be very sick. She has a fever of 103 degrees. She kept talking about the hilltop. She is no longer conscious.” He tried to call for the doctor to come right away. After lunch the doctor came, and he said that the sickness was very serious. Her fever was high, and her throat was burning. In the evening the doctor came again, and the child grew worse. He thought that the child had diphtheria, and he gave her a shot. The child was weak, and the fever did not go away. The parents watched her anxiously. The father went frequently to his study to kneel before the desk, on which lay his sermon, and cried out with tears, “O God, if You answer prayers, please save my child, my only child, Clara.”
The next morning, the doctor came to visit them early. As soon as he saw the child, he was disappointed because the child had become worse. He asked a few other doctors to join him. The child breathed heavily and spoke hysterically, “Daddy, the hilltop.” The doctors were all sober-faced. They decided that they should stay there for a few more hours.
The professor returned to his study. He wanted to pray, but could not do so. After an hour an older doctor, a Christian, came and knocked on his study door. The professor went over to open the door, and asked, “Doctor, how is she? Did she respond to the treatment? Will she recover?” The old man looked at him without saying anything, then bowed down his head. In the end he said, “Professor, come and see her lovely face. She has gone to a better place. To Christians, that is a better place.” Before the word ended, the two were in the bedroom. The child was lying there with her eyes closed and her pale face smiling. The child had died.
The sad news spread quickly. A few students of the professor were sincere Christians. In the evening they gathered under the window of the professor’s study and sang softly:
Abide with me! fast falls the eventide;
The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide!
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me.
Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;
Earth’s joys grow dim, its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see;
O Thou who changeth not, abide with me.
They did not know that the professor was sitting by his desk. His sermon was laid aside, and all his reference books were on the shelf. In his hand was a Bible. Randomly, he turned to a page. At that time his eyes were filled with tears. It read, “Do not let your heart be troubled; believe into God, believe also into Me. In My Father’s house are many abodes; if it were not so, I would have told you; for I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I Am coming again and will receive you to Myself, so that where I Am you also may be” (John 14:1-3).
At this time, while he was sobbing softly, he heard the singing outside:
I need Thy presence every passing hour:
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter’s power?
Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, oh, abide with me.
I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless:
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness:
Where is death’s sting? where, grave, thy victory?
I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.
He turned to his Bible again and read, “I Am the resurrection and the life; he who believes into Me, even if he should die, shall live; and every one who lives and believes into Me shall by no means die forever. Do you believe this?” (John 11:25-26). He said with a trembling voice, “Lord, I believe.” His eyes were immediately opened to see the vanity of the “New Trends in Thinking.” In the depths of his heart, he realized that such thoughts gave him no hope and no comfort. What he believed in did not give him any life, power, or hope. In his time of sorrow, they could not render him any help. He knelt down to pray. Oh, what a prayer it was! He confessed his sins and committed himself into the bosom of his Lord.
On Monday they went up to the hilltop. The coffin of the child was covered with white flowers. The coffin was carried by four of the professors. The preacher read the Bible: “For this we say to you by the Word of the Lord, that we who are living, who are left remaining unto the coming of the Lord, shall by no means precede those who have fallen asleep; because the Lord Himself, with a shout of command, with the voice of the archangel and with the trumpet of God, will descend from heaven, and the dead in Christ will rise first. Then we who are living, who are left remaining, will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air; and thus we will be always with the Lord. Therefore comfort one another with these words” (1 Thessalonians 4:15-18).
After the coffin was lowered into the grave, the father stepped forth and spoke loudly to everyone, with his head bowed: “Friends, the child whom I loved has died. She is with the Lord who died for her. Before this open grave, I want to confess that this Lord is my Savior. The Lord left the heavenly glory to come to earth to die for our sins. He was buried and resurrected on the third day. He will still come back again to receive us unto His glorious self. By that time, my child will be back in my arms. This faith is what I have often denied before you, my students and colleagues. Now it is the only faith that will give me peace and hope.”
Someone once spoke of the resurrection life with the following illustration. There was a person who did not believe in resurrection. He was a very renowned person among the atheists. Later he died, and his tombstone was engraved with the words: “A tomb that will never open.” The tomb was ornately made with marble. Amazingly, one day the marble cracked. A spruce seed had fallen into a fracture of the stone; it gradually grew into a tree and burst the tomb wide open. A tree has life! That is why it can break the tomb. Only life can overcome death. This is regeneration, and this is resurrection!
A certain man was an educated and polite person. Yet he was an agnostic. Whatever he felt in his heart, he would not show it outwardly. He traveled to many places and visited many of his relatives. Among one of his relatives was his widowed aunt who was a Christian. She invited this man to her house very often, and she was grieved about his attitude toward the Bible.
One day I received an invitation card from her to speak with her nephew over dinner about his unbelieving concepts. She and her daughters had debated this matter with him already, and the poor women were not able to answer him. I gladly went. At the table this man sat opposite to me. Soon, he looked at me with a smile and said, “Do you believe in the story of the flood?” I said, “I believe in every word of it.” He said, “In this matter, your God shows that He is a demon that destroys humanity.” I said, “On the contrary, He was saving men by destroying them. This proves His wisdom and His goodness.” He said, “You can never convince me in this matter.” I said, “Don’t say such a thing with too much assurance. You are a doctor. If you observe that I have a deadly disease in my arm and you tell me to have my arm cut off, would you say that you are doing what a demon does? The proportion of the number of men at the time of flood to the whole of humanity is much smaller than the size of the arm to the whole body. The difference in the spiritual sphere does not change the principle. Furthermore, in order to cut off an arm, a person must cut off the hand and the fingers as well. When a man corrupts himself, he corrupts his family as well. Take the example of a drunkard: the arm can be likened to the man, the hand can be likened to the wife, and the fingers, to the children. Are you a demon just because you cut off my arm?” He answered, “Certainly not.” I said, “What more then can you say?” He humbly acknowledged his defeat, yet followed immediately by saying, “If you believe in the foreknowledge of God concerning man’s suffering, you can never justify God’s act in His creation of man.” I said, “You are wrong again. This act has to do with His gift of life. It proves God’s goodness and wisdom.” He said, “This is impossible.” I said, “Not so. Suppose we are twins, and our father promises that when we grow up, he will give us fifty thousand pounds each. Suppose he knows beforehand that I will waste my portion and that you will increase your portion. Should the fact that I will bring loss to myself cause you to be deprived of your joy?” He said, “That is right. One cannot do this.” I said, “In this matter, you have to acknowledge that God’s goodness and wisdom are manifested in the creation of man.” He began to show admiration and awakening, and he readily acknowledged my argument. But he insisted that it was wrong that man should be given a free will, and that such an act was indefensible.
I said, “This is again something that manifests God’s goodness and wisdom. You are an unmarried man. Suppose you are to be married, and you have to choose between two women. One of them does not have any will. The other has a will, but in everything she is contrary to your will. Which of the two would you choose?” He said, “Of course, the one with a will. The other must be a piece of clay!”
All the lady relatives applauded and were happy at his judgment, and the doctor did not say anything more.
Later, we became good friends, and he was no longer an agnostic. He openly confessed that he believed in the Lord Jesus Christ, and he matched his faith by his Christian deeds.
One day, two sisters were playing and singing, “Safe in the arms of Jesus.” The older sister asked the younger one, “How do you know that you are safe?” The younger one answered, “When my hands are holding the Lord’s hand, I know that I am safe.” The older sister said, “What if Satan comes to snatch you away from the Lord’s hand? How can you still be safe?” The younger one changed her countenance, and she thought for a long time. Then she said, “Oh, I was wrong. It is the Lord’s hand that is holding my hands. Satan cannot snatch from His hands. Therefore I am safe.” Jesus said, “No one shall snatch them out of My hand” (John 10:28).
One town in our province was famous for being evil. The tide of sin swept through that place, and the small number of Christians there felt unable to stand firm. One summer there was an evangelistic tent meeting nearby. Among the repentant ones was an illiterate called “the Fool.” He attended the meeting out of curiosity, but was wonderfully saved by the Lord. When he returned to his sin-ridden town, his heart was pounding within him. He went from house to house and went in without knocking, threatening the people with a loud voice: “What will you do when eternity comes?”
He did his best from street to street. He said nothing else except, “When eternity comes, what are you going to do?” The arrows of condemnation were shooting fast and quick. The people were reminded of God and were sorrowful. The few Christians in that town were encouraged by their newly converted comrade, and they came alive. They invited a preacher to their town, and following that, there was a great revival and much reaping of souls. As the preacher recalled it, the filthy, sinful society was renewed. A [meeting place] was built, and a great congregation with a [Bible] school was established. All these things happened because of one heavenly messenger who came with the Word, “When eternity comes, what will you do?” This resulted in waking everyone out of his dreams.
One zealous but poor believer always attended the bread-breaking meeting on the Lord’s Day. She always brought her friends and relatives along to listen to the sermon, and her face was always filled with unspeakable joy. When her friends and relatives met her, they always said, “You must have struck a fortune after you became a believer! Before, you worked seven days a week, but were still short of your daily supply. Now you do not work on Sunday, yet you still have enough to live on! Probably you have struck some fortune!” She answered with a smile, “I do not have any riches in this world. But I have received the heavenly inheritance and exhaustless treasures in heaven. I still have to work to earn my living. But every Lord’s Day, I stop my work for the Lord’s sake and consecrate the Lord’s Day to the Lord. On Sunday I am busy attending meetings for breaking bread and busy attending services; I am busy inviting people to come and busy testifying to others. It does not mean that I can earn my living without working. But when I am so busy working for the Lord, my stomach is filled already.” The Bible says, “If anyone does not want to work, neither should he eat” (2 Thessalonians 3:10). The Lord Jesus said, “I have food to eat....My food is to do the will of Him who sent Me and to finish His work” (John 4:32, 34).
The bishop of England was a faithful worker of the Lord. He labored day and night. On his deathbed he prayed, “Lord, forgive me for my sin of negligence!”
A Bible salesman went to the villages to preach the gospel and to sell Bibles. He told others that the Holy Book is powerful to change men’s behavior and to deliver them from judgment of sins and to keep them from sinning. One opposer stepped forward and asked, “How can this be? Who can be without sin in a sin-infested world? Can a man be free from the influence of his environment? What can you show me that is not affected by its environment?” The Bible salesman said, “The fish swims in the salty sea, but it does not turn into a salty fish! What is so threatening about the environment?”
One young man could not stand the zeal of his parents toward God. He could not bear the spiritual atmosphere at home, and he thought that there were too many Christians in his own town. He was tired of their presence and tired of their heavenly talk, and he set about to escape to a lake by train. On the train, he saw two old people opposite his seat with their Bibles open, discussing spiritual matters. He was angry at seeing so many Christians. At the next station, he left the train to give vent to his anger. There he saw a few old women talking to each other. When he approached them, he realized that they were also talking about the Lord Jesus. There was a lake in that place, and many people went on the lake. He took a steamboat to travel to the other side of the lake. On the boat, again he heard many people talking about heavenly things. They were all Christians! He found out later that they all belonged to a tour group from a Christian school. This made him very agitated. Later he went on deck and asked the captain of the boat angrily, “Where can I go to avoid these accursed Christians?” The captain was not a good man either. He answered sharply, “The only place is hell.” This word pierced the young man’s heart deeply. Soon after this, he became a Christian.
A person who loved to joke once asked his Christian chauffeur, “What is the fastest way to hell?” The chauffeur said, “If you open the door and jump out, hell will be right there. But you should remember that if you do not believe in God, you will not be there, because there is no one in hell who does not believe in God!” Everyone in hell believes in God. James 2:19 says, “You believe that God is one. You do well; the demons also believe and shudder.”
Once, a man met a preacher on the streets of London. He said to the preacher, “When I was in Paris, I heard your preaching, and I can still remember it. At that time, I heard the message and repented and believed in God.” The preacher asked what he had heard. The man said, “You said that ‘the lock is on our side.’ I had always thought that God was cruel and that I had to do good before I could please Him. When I heard your word, I had a fresh realization, and I knew that the Lord Jesus was waiting for me to receive Him. If the Lord Jesus is not in my heart, the fault is with me.” John 5:40 says, “Yet you are not willing to come to Me that you may have life.”
The Keswick Convention in England is the top among all spiritual conferences in the world. It has been preaching sanctification, consecration, and victory for over half a century. Dr. Meyer, who has been to China before, was conducting one of these convention meetings. At the beginning of the meetings, he told the congregation, “If you have any overdue debts at home, you cannot expect to have God’s blessings this time.” The next day, the money orders at the post office were all sold out.
A certain king only saw his son once a year at the appointed time when the son came for his supply and money. In order that the father could see the son every day and be near to him and have fellowship with him, the father changed the meeting time to once a day. This is how our heavenly Father feels toward us. Therefore, we should come to the Father’s Throne of grace every day and ask Him to “give us today our daily bread” (Matthew 6:11).
Verses and footnotes are taken from The Recovery Version of the Holy Bible and Words of Ministry from Brother Watchman Nee, Conferences, Messages, and Fellowship, Chapter 55, Man-Made Victory; The Christian (5), Stories, Vol. 7, Set 1, and The Present Testimony (3); The Latent Power of the Soul, Vol. 10, Set 1; God's New Testament Economy: The Son's Resurrection In His Divinity with His Humanity, Chapter 4 and [with personal enlightenment and inspiration]. Both are published by Living Stream Ministry, Anaheim, CA. All Rights Reserved.
Let us walk becomingly as in the day; not in reveling and drunkenness, not in fornication and licentiousness, not in strife and jealousy. But put on the Lord Jesus Christ, and make no provision for the flesh to fulfill its lusts.
Romans 13:13, 14