A.L.S. Update “If you are Reading this, I have become physically unable”.

This is my last post,  I can no longer function due to my diseaseGreg smiling. I was conceived in sin, and grew up liking it, after all it was my very nature, to love the darkness, but little did I know, that a Sovereign God, in the fullness of time, drew me to Jesus, the Holy Spirit quickened me to spiritual life when He open my eyes and heart. I couldn’t run fast enough to the arms of my Savior.

When you pass the prime of life and inter the evening and feel you may be in the way of judgment this may be the case, and, if so, be it unto me to consider the reason of such a visitation. And bear the rod and Him that hath appointed it. I am not the only one who is chastened in the night season; let me cheerfully submit to the affliction, and carefully endeavor to be profited thereby. If the Lord hand is upon you, this is cause to rejoice.  But the hand of the Lord may also be felt in another manner, strengthening the soul and lifting the spirit upward towards eternal things. At this time of your life you might sail to heights unknown. Could be God just has to reset our focus. O that I may in this sense feel the Lord dealing with me! A sense of the divine presence and indwelling bears the soul towards heaven as upon the wings of eagles. At such times we are full to the brim with spiritual joy, and forget the cares and sorrows of earth; the invisible is near, and the visible loses its power over us; servant-body waits at the foot of the hill, and the master-spirit worships upon the summit in the presence of the Lord. O that a hallowed season of divine communion may be shelter to me this evening! (Spurgeon)

The Lord knows that I need it very greatly. My graces languish, my corruptions rage, my faith is weak, my devotion is cold; all these are reasons why His healing hand should be laid upon me. His hand can cool the heat of my burning brow, and stay the tumult of my palpitating heart. That glorious right hand which molded the world can new-create my mind; the unwearied hand which bears the earth’s huge pillars up can sustain my spirit; the loving hand which incloses all the saints can cherish me; and the mighty hand which break in pieces the enemy can subdue my sins. At this time of your life you feel as if you’re being touched in a personal way, you are. I got news for you Why should I not feel that hand of God is touching me this evening?

Come, my soul, address your God with the potent plea, that Jesus hands were pierced for my redemption, and I shall surely feel that same hand upon me which once touched Daniel and set him upon his knees that he might see visions of God. Seniors this can be a most special time, a time of more intimacy and acknowledging God in all our ways. Do not envy the young, they know not the evening kiss of God. I know from experience that the gentle hand of the God who holds the universe together, holds me. My Sunday school class is older than dirt, and age isn’t counted in years, but in Grace, we have a long prayer list, but I’ve never seen a happier bunch of people in my Christian life. It should be named the “God is Faithful Class” because every face in the class reflects it. This is dedicated to all who are in the evening of their life, there is no age limit, you just know when you are there. All is well with my Soul. It is with a heavy heart that I say good-bye and God Bless, and keep the faith and my God be Glorified.
Gregory Lane