THE VOICE by Donald Miller, Lauren Winner, Brian McLaren, Leonard Sweet and Chris Seay

I am exceedingly disturbed over THE VOICE. Why exactly, I ask you, do we NEED a completely new Bible translation for today? “Jesus Christ is the same, yesterday, today and forever!” ~Hebrews 13:8. What about that simple declaration is so difficult for you emergent village people to decipher? He NEVER changes! It is not He who needs to mold to people. He WILL NOT transform Himself to fit the narcissistic, unholy requirements of the heretical postmodern church. Get with the program. It’s people who need to mold to His holy example! Does this ring a bell? “Be ye holy as He is holy.” Oh, silly me, I forgot, THE VOICE has no doubt altered that precept found in 1 Peter 1:15 of God’s Holy Word. The worst part of your pathetic attempt to rearrange THE WORD OF GOD, and “improve upon it”, is that you are leading others to hell, along with yourselves! Does the adage “Misery loves company” fit with your diabolical scheme from the pit of hell? Woe to you! Let me guess, Bart Ehrman, Frank Schaeffer and Rob Bell were participants in this “new and improved” translation. Am I correct?

Osama Now in Heaven: "LOVE WINS"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pks7DZxBRq0&feature=youtu.be

LOBOTOMIZING GOD by Bob Burney

Bob Burney's critique on Rob Bell's book LOVE WINS is excellent!  Please read!

http://townhall.com/columnists/bobburney/2011/04/12/lobotomizing_god

Is Rob Bell correct in teaching that Love Wins?

http://thegospelcoalition.org/blogs/kevindeyoung/2011/03/14/rob-bell-love-wins-review/

GOODBYE LILY KATHERINE by Ginny Bain Allen

GOODBYE LILY KATHERINE

In my daughter's womb

Grew her gift from above.

We readied a room

For her wee one to love.

On our merry way rejoicing

To a glorious celebration.

Expecting our flower’s arriving

Jesus' tears hid the sun.

God had bid her go

Before we said, "Hello."

Goodbye budding life.

Goodbye shattered dreams.

Goodbye precious babe lying still in our arms.

Goodbye sweet nursing and soft cries.

Goodbye to rocking and lullabies.

Goodbye wonder and curiosity.

Goodbye to kissing who you would be.

Goodbye to hearing "Dukes" and "ma-ma" too.

Goodbye to discovering wonderful you.

Goodbye snuggling you to our hearts.

Goodbye tore our lives apart.

Goodbye to our pure Lily Katherine.

Goodbye ‘til we meet you in heaven.

CHILD LOANED by Edgar Guest - one of my favorite poets

"I'll lend you for a little time
A child of Mine," He said.
"For you to love the while she lives,
And mourn for when she's dead.
It may be six or seven years
Or twenty-two or three,
But will you, till I call her back
Take care of her for Me?
She'll bring her charms to gladden you,
And should her stay be brief,
You'll have her lovely memories
As solace for your grief.
I cannot promise she will stay,
since all from Earth return,
But there are lessons taught down there
I want this child to learn.
I've looked this wide world over
In My search for teachers true,
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes,
I have selected you;
Now will you give her all your love,
Nor think the labour vain,
Nor hate Me when I come to call
and take her back again?
I fancied that I heard them say,
"Dear Lord, Thy will be done,
For all the joy Thy child shall bring,
For the risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter her with tenderness,
We'll love her while we may,
And for the happiness we've known,
Forever grateful stay.
But should the angels call for her
Much sooner then we planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes
And try to understand.

Hannah Rose, My Lovely One

Grace and mercy is what thy lovely name means,

Before you were born, you were much in my dreams.

To me, in His plan, thy life God foretold,

He created your form in thy unique mold.

Expectantly awaiting your birth that year,

How we rejoiced when you were finally here.

Our miraculous gift from heaven above,

Placed in our family to treasure and love.

Entrusting you, darling, in my arms to hold,

An example thou art to both young and old.

In living for God, you have nothing to fear,

Thy faith in Him makes you believe He is near.

Your loving spirit is a beacon for Him

Keep nurturing so it will never grow dim.

God wills you to work beside Him and be bold,

You run for the prize that is made of pure gold.

Thou art such a joy to spend time with and rear,

My Hannah Rose I will forever hold dear.

by Your Mother Dear

(Ginny Bain Allen)