Grace...

A man died and approached the Pearly Gates. 

The gateman told him heaven was getting crowded so he had to test people with the point system. If he got to 100 points he could enter. 

The man told the gateman that he gave to the poor. He marked him down for 3 points. The man thought again, then said that he tithed. Gateman added one point. The man, desperately searching his memory, finally said that he never cussed. He added 1/2 a point. 

By now the man got very frustrated and said that at this rate he could only get in by the grace of God. 

Gateman replied: "Come on in!"

IT'S BY HIS GRACE, NOT BY MIGHT. I FEEL GOOD!

GOD?

It's no longer I who live...

Slow Dance!

Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round,
Or listened to rain
Slapping the ground?

Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight,
Or gazed at the sun fading into the night?

You better slow down,
Don't dance so fast,
Time is short,
The music won't last

Do you run through each day
On the fly,
When you ask, "How are you?",
Do you hear the reply?

When the day is done
Do you lie in your bed,
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?

You better slow down,
Don't dance so fast,
Time is short,
The music won't last

Ever told your child,
We'll do it tomorrow,
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?

Ever lost touch,
Let a friendship die,
'Cause you never had time
To call and say hi?

You better slow down,
don't dance so fast,
time is short,
the music won't last

When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It's like an unopened gift thrown away.

Life isn't a race,
So take it slower,
Hear the music
Before your song is over

A CHURCH MEMBER WILL LOOK AT HER

65-0822E A.THINKING.MAN'S.FILTER_ JEFFERSONVILLE.IN V-5 N-6 SUNDAY_

89 Notice, a man looking at her pretty red lips and painted face, and shorts and--and bikinis, and ever what she's got; a real thinking man won't look at her. Now, a man that's a church member will look at her, admire her. But I don't care how she looks to the eye, a thinking man will turn his head. Why? He's been through God's Filter, and he knows to look upon her is adultery in his heart. He don't think she's pretty.
Say, "Isn't she a pretty thing!"
Not to him it isn't. She's a filthy-looking, miserable Jezebel wretch, to a thinking man. A son of God looks upon her with shame that he even belongs to the family she belongs to. That's right. "How could that be my sister and act like that?"
90 See, she pulled through one filter, and he come through another. He won't think she's pretty, not at all. That's not beauty to a real man of God.

PROVERBS 7
24 Hearken unto me now therefore, O ye children, and attend to the words of my mouth.
25 Let not thine heart decline to her ways, go not astray in her paths.
26 For she hath cast down many wounded: yea, many strong men have been slain by her.
27 Her house is the way to hell, going down to the chambers of death.