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  Our Online Conquerors A Poem

by | Oct 18, 2014 | Poems

Some build websites.

Others develop group ministries.

Some create stationery.

Others design web pages.

Some make tubes.

Others decorate them.

Some record midis.

Others utilize them.

Some sign guest books.

Others send encouraging e-mails.

Some provide links from their site.

Others share links within e-mail.

Some write inspiring messages.

Others publish or forward them.

Some minister in chat.

Others enjoy blogs.

Some offer where to get help.

Others are equipped to help.

Some teach effective ministry.

Others become ministers.

And, still, more juggle many of these at the same time.

We are the ‘Online Church’, heavenly cheerleaders and internet missionaries, helping each other to go around the globe ‘from our computers’; spending days, weeks, months, and, even, years offering unconditional love to a hurting world.

The eye cannot say unto the hand, I have no need of thee: nor again the head to the feet, I have no need of you. These be they who separate themselves, sensual, having not the Spirit. We have an altar, whereof they have no right to eat which serve the tabernacle. For there, have we no continuing city, but we seek one to come. But to do good and to communicate forget not: for with such sacrifices God is well pleased.

All eat the same spiritual meat; And all drink the same spiritual drink: for we drink of that spiritual Rock that follows us: and that Rock is Christ.

Wherefore Jesus also, that he might sanctify the people with his own blood, suffered without the gate. Let us go forth therefore unto him without the camp, bearing his reproach.

Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword? Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loves us. By him therefore let us offer the sacrifice of praise to God continually, that is, the fruit of our lips giving thanks to his name.

And I saw, and behold a white horse: and he that sat on him had a bow; and a crown was given unto him: and he went forth conquering, and to conquer.

And the armies which were in heaven followed him upon white horses, clothed in fine linen, white and clean. For the fine linen is the righteousness of saints.

Revelation 6:2; 19:8b, 14


By: Joyce C. Lock

© 2008 by Joyce C. Lock, KJV This article may be used in its entirety, with credits in tact, for non-profit ministering purposes.


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