Snow All Gone

Since as of April 29, all the snow is gone out of my backyard.


Here is a video for you Fordson Snow Machine 1929 Concept.




Now we are just waiting for the leaves on the trees, Regena says May and I am still thinking June.

We'll keep you posted

Our S. O. S. starts Saturday

Our Sowing On Saturday starts this Saturday with a breakfast at Spruceland Baptist Church.
Our goal this year some 5,000 homes with gospel material and information on Spruceland Baptist Church.


Drop off my cowboys boots at the shoe repair shop, I could step on a dime and tell weather it was heads or tails. The man ask about the sole as to the type. I wasn’t sure, so he asked, “was it for riding”, my answer “no sir”, then he asked “for dancing”, my answer “no sir” a praying knee and a dancing foot don’t belong on the same leg.

My answer was I wear them out by walking, which got me to thinking of the song we sing as we go out doing our block work.



To the tune of “Leaning on the Everlasting Arms“-


Oh, how sweet to walk, round and round the block,
Ringing doorbells for my Lord.
Wearing out my shoes, telling God's Good News,
Ringing doorbells for my Lord.
Ringing, ringing, ringing doorbells for my Lord,
Wearing out my shoes, telling God's Good News,
Ringing doorbells for my Lord.

Change Website Address and looks

Last week with a quick trip to Bellingham, Washington we made some changes on our website.

Our new address is www.sprucelandbaptist.ca

It is taking a few days to get all the little problems out, but it should be up and running soon.

We have a new look with our site, and it is easy to work with as well.

Some Quotes are slowing getting to Canada

Last week at the Prison / RU Ministry Conference in Vancouver, I wanted to post a quote I heard. But googling for a couple of images I found out that the quote has been around for a while.

The preacher was talking about a fellow coming to church with a lot of piercings on his face.

"The fellow looked like he stuck his head into a tackle box and shook it around".The other quote off Internet -
"Looks like he fell into a tackle box".

The New World to Come -Islam

Thanks to Pastor Coon for calling this to my attention.

EERGGGG Mates

"We sleep peaceably in our beds at night only because rough men stand ready to do violence on our behalf."...........George Orwell

Wait a minute now,

"Wait a minute now,

I didn't authorize ATTACKS on the Pirates

.......... I authorized A TAX on the pirates"

Just a quick note - April 23 09

Greetings from Bellingham Washington,

I have been very busy with the conference and now have traveled south of the 49th.

On Wednesday evening I was able to preach here at Bellingham Baptist Church, praise the Lord for this church and their pastor, Pastor Coovert.

I have a lot to say but no time just to stop and chat.

Regena has me picking up things for her list and then traveling back to PG this afternoon.

Trust all is well in your part of this world.

Keep your knees down
and your chin up.
and keep on keeping on.

Traveling this week - in Vancouver

On Sunday Night I preached on Noah, did you know that Noah had four sisters, and that Noah was a woman?


But first,


Saturday I work on our prayer letters for the month, and follow up on some contacts. If interested, I’ll send you our letter via email. Contact me at bctexan@gmail.com


Gracie is a four year old who comes to church with her grandmother, Debbie. On Sunday morning Gracie realized it was Sunday and she got excited about coming to church and she said “Oh good we get to go to church and hear what God has to say”.


Sunday afternoon we had two Nursing Home services and had a great time in the Lord with these dear folks.


At 5 this morning, I hit the road for a 10 hour drive to Vancouver. Tonight I was at Greater Vancouver Baptist Church for the Western Prison and Addiction Ministry Conference. Praise the Lord for the challenges in reaching the lost.


I’ll keep you posted at per this conference.


Sure the Bible teaches Noah had four sisters, and that Noah was a woman.



Num 26:33 And Zelophehad the son of Hepher had no sons, but daughters: and the names of the daughters of Zelophehad were Mahlah, and Noah, Hoglah, Milcah, and Tirzah.


There you go, Noah and four sisters.


How about that Hoglah a name for your daughter. Now I went to Hogg Jr High in Tyler, Texas, named after Stephen James Hogg a governor of Texas. Now Gov. Hogg had a daughter Ima. I am telling you the truth. Go ahead and google Ima Hogg.

Saturday Spurgeon - NOW

Now

---

A Sermon
Delivered on Sunday Morning, December 4th, 1864 by
C. H. SPURGEON,
At the Metropolitan Tabernacle, Newington

---

"For he saith, I have heard thee in a time accepted, and in the day of salvation have I succoured thee: behold, now is the accepted time; behold, now is the day of salvation."—2 Corinthians 6:2.

E FREQUENTLY HEAR the question discussed as to which are the best times. Some are perpetually singing the praises of the "good old times;" though, if one reads the page of history, it does not appear that the old times deserve any very special praise, unless oppression, ignorance, persecution, and abundant suffering deserve to be the theme of song.

It is the common habit of the fathers, with tears in their eyes, to say, "The former days were better than these," but we have the wisdom of Solomon on our side when we tell them they do not enquire wisely Concerning this. "Say not thou, What is the cause that the former days were better than these? for thou dost not enquire wisely concerning this." (Ecclesiastes 7:10.) Others there be who are always boasting of the present eventful period.

There was none like it: this is the era of invention and of progress, the age of liberty and of light, when slavery must cast away her fetters, and superstition must hide herself among her congenial associates, the moles and bats. But I cannot perceive that this century is so much the age of gold as to need any very enthusiastic praises. Its greatest virtues are counterbalanced by greater sins; and the progress which has been made towards liberty, has scarcely kept pace with its advance towards licentiousness: the barriers have been broken down, it is true, but in some places the bulwarks have fallen too.

Many there be who with bright eyes are looking forward to the future, and their declaration is, that the "good time is coming," if we but "wait a little longer;" if we will but look ahead, till this beast shall have been slain, that vial shall have been poured out, and the other seal shall have been broken, then it is that we shall arrive at halcyon times. We agree with these watchful waiters: the age of gold is yet to come; the Advent is the world's best and brightest hope, insomuch that every lover of his kind, may importunately cry out, "Come quickly; yea, come quickly, Lord Jesus."


CLOSING REMARKS OF MESSAGE -


Some of my hearers who listened to me last year, and in the years that are past, are now—now—in hell!

Now, where no hope can come;

now, where no gospel shall ever he preached;

now, where they bitterly regret their wasted Sabbaths and despised opportunities;

now, where memory holds a dreadful reign, reminding them of all their sins;

now, "Where their worm dieth not, and the fire is not quenched;" where they gnaw their fire-tormented tongues in vain;

now, where God's fury is manifested to the full in Tophet's hideous fire;

now, where devils, once their tempters, become their tormentors;

now, where sinners, who kept jovial company, help to increase the doleful miserere of sighs, and groans, and weeping, and gnashing of teeth;

now, accursed of God, accursed for ever and ever! And within a moment, that may be the lot of every sinner here.


Within the twinkling of an eye, there is not a man or woman among us out of Christ who may not know this. One drop of blood goes wrong—a thousand chances, as we say, may cause it, and hell is your portion. Every anatomist knows that hundreds of times in an hour, through the internal economy of the human frame, our life is in danger; nay, there is not a second in which it is not so. "Great God! on what a feeble thread hang everlasting things!"

"Our life contains a thousand springs,
And dies if one be gone;
Strange! that a harp of thousand strings
Should keep in tune so long."
While we are in this danger, we are passing on to our doom—

"We nightly pitch our moving tent
A day's march nearer home."
But where is that home to be with you, unconverted ones?

When the express trains first began to run to Scotland, there was seen at the station, one evening, a gentleman tall and thin, whose cheek had the consumptive mark upon it. The porters asked him several questions about his luggage, of which there was a good deal, and when he had been asked several times by different persons, another came up and said, "Where are you going, sir?" Being of short temper, and in great haste, he said, "To hell!"

A servant of Christ passed by that moment, and heard the answer. He sought to get in the same carriage, and did so, but at the other end of it; and this gentleman was talking very freely to different persons upon common topics, and the man thought, "I will get a word in if I can." So he joined in the general tenor of the conversation till they alighted at a refreshment station, when, taking the opportunity, he said to the gentleman, "When do you expect to get to the end of your journey?" "Oh," said he, "I am going to cross at such-and-such a town by the boat to-night, and hope to get to my journey's end about twelve o'clock to-morrow morning." The man said, "I think you misunderstand my question. You said when the porter asked you just now where you were going to, that you were going to a very different place." "Ah! yes, I recollect I did," said the gentleman, "but I am sometimes very hasty." The other said to him, " Was it true? Are you going to hell? If so, when do you expect to get there?" And he began to talk to him about that sickness which he could see so certainly in his cheek, and warned him that unless he sought another road, and fled to Christ, the only refuge, he would certainly reach that dreadful end. There are some in this place, who if they were labelled this morning as to where they are going, would have to be directed "to hell."

You know that this is the case. And when will you get to your journey's end?

Some here may live another fifty years. I pray God that that question of mine may haunt you, and if it be never blessed to you before, may it be then, "When will you yet to your journey's end?"

When will you arrive in hell? This morning may some of you in your hearts say, "I am journeying thither, but, by the grace of God, I have come to a dead halt, and not another inch will I go.

Lord, make me ready to go to heaven, give me now to trust the Savior that I may live." May God bless these feeble words of mine to his glory and your profit. Amen.

Getting Ready for Spring

On Wednesday the 15th of Apirl, I clear off my back porch of 60cm of snow, about two feet, and about 5cm of ice. Now we can get our smoker and grill out to enjoy our Spring. I think we might have leaves on our trees by June.

Why Did Jesus Fold the Napkin?

Why Did Jesus Fold the Napkin?


This is one I can honestly say I have never seen circulating in the
emails so; I'll start it, if it touches you and you want to forward it.


Why did Jesus fold the linen burial cloth after His resurrection? I never
noticed this....


The Gospel of John (20:7) tells us that the napkin, which was placed over the face of Jesus, was not just thrown aside like the grave clothes.


The Bible takes an entire verse to tell us that the napkin was neatly
folded, and was placed at the head of that stony coffin.


Early Sunday morning, while it was still dark, Mary Magdalene came to the tomb and found that the stone had been rolled away from the
entrance.


She ran and found Simon Peter and the other disciple, the one whom Jesus loved. She said, 'They have taken the Lord's body out of the
tomb, and I don't know where they have put him!'


Peter and the other disciple ran to the tomb to see. The other disciple
outran Peter and got there first. He stooped and looked in
and saw the linen cloth lying there, but he didn't go in.


Then Simon Peter arrived and went inside. He also noticed the linen
wrappings lying there, while the cloth that had covered Jesus' head
was folded up and lying to the side.


Was that important? Absolutely!


Is it really significant? Yes!


In order to understand the significance of the folded napkin, you have to
understand a little bit about Hebrew tradition of that day.

The folded napkin had to do with the Master and Servant, and every

Jewish boy knew this tradition.

When the servant set the dinner table for the master, he made sure that
it was exactly the way the master wanted it.

The table was furnished perfectly, and then the servant would wait, just
out of sight, until the master had finished eating, and the
servant would not dare touch that table, until the master was finished.

Now if the master were done eating, he would rise from the table, wipe
his fingers, his mouth, and clean his beard, and would wad up that
napkin and toss it onto the table.

The servant would then know to clear the table. For in those days, the
wadded napkin meant, 'I'm done'.

But if the master got up from the table, and folded his napkin, and laid
it beside his plate, the servant would not dare touch the table,
because..........

The folded napkin meant, 'I'm coming back!'

He is Coming Back!!

Virtual Age Calculator

Give this a try.


Virtual Age Calculator

I am 56, yet I live like a 49 year old and could live into my 80's if the Lord Jesus doesn't come to take me home to Heaven.

"Blessed" in order to be a "blessing."

The Christian ambition is to be and do something that will glorify the name of his Lord, and is best illustrated in the world of Paul -
According to my earnest expectation and my hope, that in nothing I shall be ashamed, but that with all boldness, as always, so now also Christ shall be magnified in my body, whether it be by life, or by death. For to me to live is Christ, and to die is gain. Philippians 1:20, 21

To be a blessing one must be blessed.

God gave a threefold promise to Abraham … I will bless thee, and make thy name great; and thou shalt be a blessing.

In 1874, in the city of London, David Livingstone was buried in Westminster Abby. The streets were lined with people, thousands of them seeking to pay respect to the memory of that great pioneer missionary. A poor old man was noticed weeping bitterly. Some one asked him the cause of his grief, to which he replied, “I’ll tell you, Davie and I were born in the same village. We attended the same day school and the same Sunday school We worked at the same loom. But Davie went that way and I went this. Now he is honoured by the nation, and I am neglected, unknown and dishonoured.”


What is your choice today, do you seek God’s blessings, to be blessed of God. So you too, can be a blessings to others, today.


Unfeigned Faith p.34

Quiet & Hear

If we are quiet, we shall hear.

Ecclesiastes 9:17 The words of wise men are heard in quiet more than the cry of him that ruleth among fools.


If we hear, we shall be quiet


Proverbs 1:33 But whoso hearkeneth unto me shall dwell safely, and shall be quiet from fear of evil.

Easter Obituaries

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God Bless

Saturday Spurgeon - The Stone Rolled Away

Closing remarks to the message -

The Stone Rolled Away

A Sermon
(No. 863)
DELIVERED ON LORD’S-DAY
MORNING,MARCH 28TH, 1869,BY
C. H. SPURGEON,
AT THE METROPOLITAN TABERNACLE, NEWINGTON.

Then the angel went on to say, "Fear not ye: for I know that ye seek Jesus, which was crucified." There was room for comfort here. They were seeking Jesus, though the world had crucified him. Though the many had turned aside and left him, they were clinging to him in loving loyalty. Now, is there any one here who can say, "Though I am unworthy to be a follower of Christ, and often think that he will reject me, yet there is one thing I am sure of—I would not be afraid of the fear of man for his sake.

My sins make me fear, but no man could do it. I would stand at his side if all the world were against him. I would count it my highest honour that the crucified One of the world should be the adored One of my heart. Let all the world cast him out, if he would but take me in, poor unworthy worm as I am, I would never be ashamed to own his blessed and gracious name"? Ah! then, do not fear, for if that is how you feel towards Christ, he will own you in the last great day.

If you are willing to own him now, " Fear not ye." I am sure I sometimes feel, when I am looking into my own heart, as if I had neither part nor lot in the matter, and could claim no interest in the Beloved at all; but, then, I do know this, I am not ashamed to be put to shame for him; and if I should be charged with being a fanatic and an enthusiast in his cause, I would count it the highest honour to plead guilty to so blessed an impeachment for his dear sake. If this be truly the language of our hearts, we may take courage. "Fear not ye: for I know that ye seek Jesus, which was crucified."

Then he adds, "He is not here: for he is risen." Here is the instruction which the angel gives. After giving comfort, he gives instruction. Your great ground and reason for consolation, seeker, is that you do not seek a dead Christ, and you do not pray to a buried Saviour; he is really alive.

To-day he is as able to relieve you, if you go to your closet and pray to him, as he was to help the poor blind man when he was on earth. He is as willing to-day to accept and bless you as he was to bless the leper, or to heal the paralytic. Go to him then at once, poor seeker; go to him with holy confidence, for he is not here, he would be dead if he were—he is risen, living, and reigning, to answer your request.

The angel bade the holy women investigate the empty tomb, but, almost immediately after, he gave them a commission to perform on their Lord's behalf. Now, if any seeker here has been comforted by the thought that Christ lives to save, let him do as the angel said, let him go and tell to others of the good news that he has heard. It is the great means for propagating our holy faith, that all who have learned it should teach it. We have not some ministers set apart, to whom is reserved the sole right of teaching in the Christian church we have no belief in a clergy and a laity. Believers, ye are all God's cleros—all of you. As many of you as believe in Christ are God’s clergy, and bound to serve him according to your abilities.

Many members there are in the body, but every member has its office; and there is no member in the body of Christ which is to be idle, because forsooth, it cannot do what the Head can do. The foot has its place, and the hand its duty, as well as the tongue and the eye. O you who have learned of Jesus, keep not the blessed secret to yourselves. To-day, in some way or other, I pray you make known that Jesus Christ is risen. Pass the watchword round, as the ancient Christians did. On the first day of the week they said to one another, "The Lord is risen indeed"

If any ask you what you mean by it, you will then be able to tell them the whole of the gospel, for this is the essence of the gospel, that Jesus Christ died for our sins, and rose again the third day, according to the Scriptures—died the substitute for us criminals, rose the representative of us pardoned sinners-died that our sins might die, and lives again that our souls may live.

Diligently invite others to come and trust Jesus. Tell them that there is life for the dead in a look at Jesus crucified; tell them that that look is a matter of the soul, it is a simple confidence; tell them that none ever did confide in Christ and were cast away; tell them what you have felt as the result of your trusting Jesus, and who can tell, many disciples will be added to his church, a risen Saviour will be glorified, and you will be comforted by what you have seen !

The Lord follow these feeble words with his own blessing, for Christ's sake. Amen.

Shoveling the snow back onto the drive.

This was Monday morning on March 23th.

Another snowy day here in Prince George, BC














Then on March 27th we start to see it all begin
to melt. Praise the Lord.













I have since Monday shoveling the snow back onto
the driveway from which I have shoveled off of
during this past winter.


Today, I just have a small mountain, so I felt
spiritual and placed three rugged crosses.








Lots of folks are walking by, they stop, look and talk about the three crosses.



btw, we live in the smaller part of the duplex.

Wednesday, but Sunday is Coming

I didn't post this on Wednesday, so here it is today. jeff



The false idea that Jesus died on Friday has passed from the Roman Church to the Protestant denominations, and today `Good Friday' is observed--at least recognized--even by many Baptists. The following study is by Dr. James Crumpton, Pastor, Westside Baptist Church, Natchez, Mississippi:

"The traditional view is that Jesus was crucified on Friday--but was He? The Catholics had a church rule for years forbidding the eating of meat on Friday, since that was supposedly the day of the crucifixion. Some time ago the rule was done away with, but many still voluntarily observe it.

"In Mt. 12:40, our Lord Jesus said: `For as Jonah was three days and three nights in the whale's belly; so shall the son of Man be three days and three nights in the heart of the earth.' How could there be three days and three nights from late Friday afternoon until early Sunday morning? At the most, there could only be two nights, one day, and a part of another! Had the Scriptures only said three days, we could have understood them to mean a part of three days, since both in and out of the Scriptures we use the word to mean only a portion of a day. However, the Scriptures specify `three days and three nights,' and thus verbal inspiration demands three twenty-four hour days.

It is good for us to note the difference in the Roman day, the Jewish day, and our present day. THE ROMAN DAY began at 6:00 A.M. and closed at 6:00 the next morning. THE JEWISH DAY began at sunset and closed at the next sunset (or from about 6:00 P.M. to the next 6:00 P.M.). OUR DAY begins at midnight and closes the next midnight.

The Lord Jesus was placed on the cross about 9:00 A.M. our time and was there until about 4:00 P.M. It was on Wednesday! He was taken down from the cross and placed in the tomb before sunset-- before the beginning of the sabbath. Note that this was not the beginning of the regular weekly sabbath at sunset on Friday, but a `high sabbath'--a Passover sabbath which came on Thursday that week! [See Lev. 23:5-7, where we find that the first day of the Feast of Unleavened Bread was a sabbath day.] At about sunset on Thursday He had been in the grave one day and one night. At about sunset on Friday, He had been in the grave two days and two nights. Then, just after the three full days and nights, He arose. He arose as it began to dawn the first day of the week (just after sunset Saturday, our time). The women came early Sunday morning, our time, but He was already gone. The expression `on the third day' in the Gospels referring to His resurrection would be `after the third day' in our way of saying it.

"Many have sunrise services commemorating the resurrection, and we see nothing wrong with that; but maybe we should have a SUNSET service. He arose about sunset on Saturday. And that was sunset for our sins--because they were gone forever. Hallelujah!!!"

April 8th 1977

Thirty two years ago today, I watched as the most beautiful bride come down the aisle.
W O W














Regena thought she got a great catch.

Old Preacher, Young Preacher - Baptism

The young pastor had came to the older pastor for some advice concerning Baptism and the Lord Supper. The old pastor advice was to have Baptism in the morning and the Lord Supper that evening.


So the young preacher started preparing for both services, and spent a lot of time in hard work and study to do things right.


When Sunday morning came around and at the end of the service they had the baptism. With the little old lady who have trusted Christ in the tank, the nervous pastor raised his hand and said “I baptized you in the name of the Father, and of the Son and of the Holy Ghost”… plunging her into the water he continued … “ now drink ye all of it”



Well, Praise the Lord we had both a Baptism and the Lord’s Supper this week, and one profession of faith. AMEN.

One who had trusted Christ earlier in life but have never follow the Lord Jesus in Believers Baptism.

Then on Tuesday evening we gathered as the body of Christ to observe the Lord’s Supper.

Handling adversity

A daughter complained to her father about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved a new one arose.

Her father, a chef, took her to the kitchen. He filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to a boil. In one he placed carrots, in the second he placed eggs, and the last he placed
ground coffee beans. He let them sit and boil, without saying a word. The
daughter sucked her teeth and impatiently waited, wondering what he was
doing. In about twenty minutes he turned off the burners. He fished the
carrots out and placed them in a bowl. He pulled the eggs out and placed
them a bowl. Then he ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl.


Turning to her he asked. "Darling, what do you see."

"Carrots, eggs, and coffee," she replied.

He brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted
that they were soft. He then asked her to take an egg and break it. After
pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg. Finally, he asked
her to sip the coffee. She smiled as she tasted it and smelled its rich
aroma. She humbly asked. "What does it mean Dad?"


He explained that each of them had faced the same adversity, boiling water,
but each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard, and
unrelenting. But after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened
and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had
protected its liquid interior. But after sitting through the boiling water,
its inside became hardened. The ground coffee beans were unique, however.
After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water.


"Which are you," he asked his daughter. "When adversity knocks on your
door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean? "

PM Stephen Harper Stands up for the Nation of Isreal

Last week Prime Minister Stephen Harper boldly stood up for the nation of Israel. Here is the news article in case you missed it. I have written him to commend him for his actions. I’m sure he will receive a lot of criticism for standing for Israel. Perhaps you could encourage him with a letter as well.

Pastor David Harness

at 23:18 on March 26, 2009, EDT.

Harper reaffirms Conservative support for state of Israel at Jewish centre opening

Tamsyn Burgmann, THE CANADIAN PRESS

THORNHILL, Ont. - Prime Minister Stephen Harper passionately vowed Thursday night that his government would always stand behind Israel, at the same time denouncing what he called "a rising global tide of anti-Semitism."

Harper's speech to members of the Jewish community in this Toronto suburb came amid planned court action by a British MP who was banned from entering Canada for apparent links to Hamas.

Donning a blue skullcap, Harper reaffirmed his government's support for the state of Israel at a grand opening ceremony for a new Chabad Lubavitch centre, an organization dedicated to the welfare of Jewish people worldwide.

"Of the dangers that confront us in the world, anti-Semitism should be confronted in its own right for the moral evil that it is," Harper said as the crowd rose to a standing ovation.

"I say this not just to Jews, but to gentiles everywhere. It is important to remember that history teaches us that those who aim to destroy the Jewish people - to destroy the nation of Israel - that kind of spirit will not be quenched by that objective.

"They will be a threat to us all, and that is why they must be opposed."

Harper, who was joined by MP Peter Kent, who represents the area, said the Conservatives have been taking continual leadership on the issue. He noted that Kent has spoken out against recent anti-Semitic incidents on some university campuses.

At Toronto's York University, for instance, anti-Israel slogans were shouted at Jewish students.

"The bottom line is this," Harper said. "Whether at home or abroad, I hope and I know you can have not a shadow of a doubt that my government will remain a vehement opponent of anti-Semitism and an unyielding defender of religious freedom and a staunch ally of the state of Israel."

Harper's speech didn't mention his government's refusal to allow British MP George Galloway from entering Canada.

The federal government has said Galloway violated sections of the Immigration and Refugee Protection Act that state anyone can be barred from Canada for engaging in terrorism or being a member of a group that engaged in terrorism.

That charge is apparently based on the fact that Galloway delivered humanitarian goods to war-torn Gaza and gave $45,000 to the Hamas government, which is a banned terrorist organization in Canada.

Galloway's lawyers are challenging the entry ban and are considering a civil action.

Yitzchok Grossbaum, who attended the ceremony, called Harper's speech "unbelievable."

"We're shocked at the words the Prime Minister used today," he said. "You could see he really meant it."

Two prominent Jewish organizations, B'nai Brith Canada and the Canadian Jewish Congress, have applauded banning Galloway from entering the country.

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Worthy is the Lamb - Rev. 5:12

While studying I came across this poem, the author is unknown to me. jnh

Until I saw the blood,
‘Twas hell my soul was fearing:
And dark and dreary in my eyes,
The future was appearing,
While conscience told its tale of sin,
And caused a weight of woe within.

But when I saw the blood,
And look’d at Him who shed it,
My right to peace was seen at once,
And I with transport read it;
I found myself to God brought nigh,
And “Victory” became my cry.

My joy was in the blood,
The news of which had told me,
That spotless as the Lamb of God,
My Father could behold me,
And all my boast was in His name.
Through whom this great salvation came.

And when, with golden harps,
The throne of God surrounding,
The white-robed saints around the throne,
Their songs of joy are sounding;
With them I’ll praise that precious blood.
Which has redeem’d our souls to God.