Major Secular University to Study Biblical Truths!

[Mary Etheldreda]

California finally makes a good choice.

$5 Million Grant Awarded by Private Foundation to Study Heaven

With all the concerns on the minds of Californians today, some think that $5 million could be spent researching and addressing the mysteries of autism, pollution, or rising energy costs. However, nthing is more pressing than studying the details about life after life. Of course if this were my $5 million, I wouldn't spend it on this research because the Bible already tells us what we want to know:

Us True Christians™ in heaven will be “shining” and wearing “white robes,” indicating our moral purity and righteousness (Dan. 12:3; Matt. 13:43; Rev. 3:4; 6:11).

We will get everything we want (Psalm 16:11).

Christ will give new names to the righteous by means of a lovely white rock (Rev. 2:17).

Jesus has His Holy Domestic Staff preparing our new mansions (John 14:2-3).

In heaven, we will be stinking rich (Matt. 6:19-25; 25:20-21; Luke 19:17-19; 1 Cor. 3:12-15; 2 Cor. 5:9,10). Why, we might even be given our very own crown! We might choose from the crown of life (James 1:12; Rev. 2:10), the incorruptible crown (1 Cor. 9:24, 25), crown of rejoicing (1 Thes. 2:19; Phil. 4:1), crown of glory (1 Pet. 5:1-4), or crown of righteousness (2 Tim. 4:6-8)!

But at the same time, it does make my spirit sing to know that God's Word is being heard!

[Jedediah]

Re: Major Secular University to Study Biblical Truths!

One aspect of the glorious hereafter that I most look forward to is moving from this body into my new glorified body!

Isaiah 35:3-5
Strengthen ye the weak hands, and confirm the feeble knees.
Say to them that are of a fearful heart, Be strong, fear not: behold, your God will come with vengeance, even God with a recompence; he will come and save you.
Then the eyes of the blind shall be opened, and the ears of the deaf shall be unstopped.

Before accepting Christ as my personal LORD and Savior, I wallowed in all manner of perversion and, as a result, have to live with a ruined rectum. Every time I change diapers, it is a bittersweet reminder of how fortunate I am to have knelt before the Cross of Wonders when I did, rather than after it was too late. I count the days until Jesus calls me home and restores my anus.