tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-603594192551052418.post6151290654735468183..comments2013-02-24T10:15:08.017-06:00Comments on Beyond Sunday Morning: Funeral SoundsBeyond Sunday Morningshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07933496509257238305noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-603594192551052418.post-71312040085873329622010-11-08T11:41:31.835-06:002010-11-08T11:41:31.835-06:00I TOO THOUGHT OF A SPECIFIC FUNERAL I HAD ATTENDED...I TOO THOUGHT OF A SPECIFIC FUNERAL I HAD ATTENDED..THE SOUNDS OF DEEP, HURTING PAINFUL WEEPING FILLED THE AIR YESTERDAY..IT WAS A GOOD DAY THOUGH, WHEN I LEFT THE BUILDING YESTERDAY FOR ONCE IN A LONG TIME IT ACUTALLY FELT LIKE A CHANGE TOOK PLACE IN OTHERS AROUND ME AS WELL AS MYSELF. IT FELT SO GOOD JUST TO FALL ON MY KNEES AND THANK GOD FOR WHAT MAY BE TO COME. THANK YOU TO OUR CHURCH LEADERS FOR LISTENING TO GOD AND CARRYING OUT SUCH A POWERFUL SERVICE. -APRILAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-603594192551052418.post-49941412709976010092010-11-08T10:25:35.535-06:002010-11-08T10:25:35.535-06:00As I was listening to the sounds of the nails bein...As I was listening to the sounds of the nails being driven into the cross, my heart broke. <br /><br />Some were quiet and gentle taps, and then others... Others were driving the nails into that cross with such passion and intensity that you could feel them being freed from their bondage with each blow of the hammer. Some it seemed couldn't pound the nails in fast enough or hard enough. <br /><br />They were saying, "Jesus You died on this cross for this thing that I am nailing to it. I'm going to make sure this thing I'm carrying around stays nailed down this time."<br /><br />My prayer at the altar said those words, as I am sure so many others did as well. I prayed that I would leave those things nailed to the cross, and that you wouldn't find me trying to pull out the nails later so that I could take those things back with me.<br /><br />Christ died for those sins. He died for them. Why would I want to take them back with me? <br /><br />Today I am reflecting on the furious pounding of the hammers, the crying, and the sobbing. In the background I see a risen Savior arms outstretched, with the open holes showing where He was once nailed, and I hear His voice speaking to my heart saying "It was worth it. You are worth it."Whitt Maddenhttp://bethedomino.orgnoreply@blogger.com