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<!--Generated by Squarespace Site Server v5.11.81 (http://www.squarespace.com/) on Fri, 17 Feb 2012 00:10:30 GMT--><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"><title>Mark Reed's Blog</title><subtitle>Pastor's Blog</subtitle><id>http://www.rosemontbaptist.com/pastors-blog/</id><link rel="alternate" type="application/xhtml+xml" href="http://www.rosemontbaptist.com/pastors-blog/"/><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.rosemontbaptist.com/pastors-blog/atom.xml"/><updated>2012-01-31T17:17:11Z</updated><generator uri="http://www.squarespace.com/" version="Squarespace Site Server v5.11.81 (http://www.squarespace.com/)">Squarespace</generator><entry><title>Worship Music</title><id>http://www.rosemontbaptist.com/pastors-blog/2012/1/31/worship-music.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.rosemontbaptist.com/pastors-blog/2012/1/31/worship-music.html"/><author><name>Pastor Mark</name></author><published>2012-01-31T13:36:27Z</published><updated>2012-01-31T13:36:27Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>We enjoy finding and singing new songs around here.&nbsp; We do enjoy the sound of the music, but we're more interested in the lyrics.&nbsp; Are they biblically accurate?&nbsp; Are they Christ-centered?&nbsp; Do they really serve as a channel for us to think about and declare the worth of God?</p>
<p>Words from three songs we sang this past Sunday are still sticking in my mind today.&nbsp; One song is familiar to most - "<em>And Can&nbsp;It Be</em>?", by Charles Wesley.&nbsp; The first verse expresses the amazement, shock, humility we should have as we consider the grace of God to us - Can it be, is it possible, can it really be true&nbsp;that I should benefit from the Savior's death which I caused with my sin?!&nbsp; "<em>Amazing love!&nbsp; How can it be that Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?</em>"</p>
<p>Another song is "<em>Sing His Bleeding Love</em>", by Isaac Watts.&nbsp;&nbsp;Here is the&nbsp;final verse and chorus - "<em>My soul looks back to see the burdens&nbsp;Thou didst bear hanging on the cursed tree and trusts her guilt&nbsp;was there.&nbsp; Believing we rejoice to see the curse removed.&nbsp;&nbsp;O praise the Lamb with cheerful voice and sing His bleeding love.</em>"&nbsp; How much does He love us?&nbsp; Enough to bleed for us, to take the curse for us, to remove our guilt from us.</p>
<p>The last song is "<em>Deeper and Deeper</em>" by Oswald J. Smith.&nbsp; The verses express our desire to go deeper and deeper into an experiential knowledge of the heart, will, cross, joy, and love of Jesus.&nbsp; The second verse says "<em>Into the will of Jesus deeper and deeper I go, praying for grace to follow, seeking His way to know; bowing in full surrender, low at His blessed fee, bidding Him take, break me and make, till I am molded, complete</em>."&nbsp; That's a dangerous verse to sing, but an accurate one from someone who truly worships Christ.</p>
<p>I hope these music samples help you to worship as they&nbsp;helped me.</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Christmas Reality</title><id>http://www.rosemontbaptist.com/pastors-blog/2012/1/3/christmas-reality.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.rosemontbaptist.com/pastors-blog/2012/1/3/christmas-reality.html"/><author><name>Pastor Mark</name></author><published>2012-01-03T19:12:12Z</published><updated>2012-01-03T19:12:12Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>I came back to the office this morning and and opened a Christmas card and letter which had come during my time away.&nbsp; The second sentence from my friend said, "I pray that you had a good Christmas."&nbsp; We haven't spoken since I sent a letter to him before Christmas, so he had no idea how I spent the time in between.&nbsp; Many who are familiar with the events of my Christmas would say there is no way anyone could consider it "good".&nbsp; You see, my mother passed away on Christmas day.&nbsp; She was only 73, had been in good health, and was serving the poor of a local community when she had the stroke that eventually took her life.&nbsp; She left behind a lonely, heartbroken husband of 52 years.&nbsp; Would I consider that a good Christmas?&nbsp; Would I consider it a good Christmas day when my father, brother, and I had to make that excruciating decision to stop life support for my mother?&nbsp; Would I consider it a good Christmas day as I stood by her bed and watched her breathing get slower and slower until she breathed no more?&nbsp; My answer to all of these questions is YES!&nbsp; In fact, this may have been the first time I ever really <em>celebrated</em> what is called "Christmas".&nbsp;&nbsp;Christmas was no holiday for me this year, no "season", no&nbsp;tradition.&nbsp;&nbsp;I was not allowed to&nbsp;get lost in parties and dramas and cantatas and candies and decorations.&nbsp; As I watched my mother drift off Sunday afternoon I couldn't have been any more focused and any happier that God the Son set aside the form of God and took on the form of man, was born of a virgin, to live and die as the&nbsp;righteous&nbsp;Substitute for sinners!&nbsp;&nbsp;The incarnation of Christ was my rock, my confidence, my peace, and my joy this year like never before.&nbsp; My&nbsp;mother is face to face with her&nbsp;Savior because that Savior was born to live and die for her some 2000 years ago.&nbsp; I pray that all of you had as&nbsp;good of a Christmas as I did this year!&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</p>]]></content></entry></feed>
