All the Way My Saviour Leads Me – Fanny Crosby (1875)


All the way my Savior leads me, what have I to ask beside?
Can I doubt His tender mercy, who through life has been my Guide?
Heav’nly peace, divinest comfort, here by faith in Him to dwell!
For I know, whate’er befall me, Jesus doeth all things well;
For I know, whate’er befall me, Jesus doeth all things well.

All the way my Savior leads me, cheers each winding path I tread,
Gives me grace for every trial, feeds me with the living Bread.
Though my weary steps may falter and my soul athirst may be,
Gushing from the Rock before me, Lo! A spring of joy I see;
Gushing from the Rock before me, Lo! A spring of joy I see.

All the way my Savior leads me, oh, the fullness of His love!
Perfect rest to me is promised in my Father’s house above.
When my spirit, clothed immortal, wings its flight to realms of day
This my song through endless ages: Jesus led me all the way;
This my song through endless ages: Jesus led me all the way.

For this is God, our God forever and ever; He will be our guide even to death (Psalm 48:14).

The Blindness of Psychic Powers


Famous American psychic, Sylvia Browne, died in her California home November 20, 2013. She was 77.

Browne claimed to solve crimes and bring comfort to grieving or bewildered people by telling the future and communicating with the dead. She was a regular fixture on television talk shows with Larry King and Montel Williams. She said she believed in God and that her psychic powers were gifts from him and for his glory.

In 1986, Browne incorporated her own church which she claimed followed the teachings of Jesus … and Buddha and Mohammed. It also embraced Judaism and Hinduism. She proclaimed the Bible to be a marvelous book of learning and hope but denied it as the inerrant, infallible, and only Word of God to humanity (wikipedia).

Despite claiming that she was “right” 85% of the time, two investigations found her predictions to almost never be fully true; yet thousands turned to her for answers and advice for personal problems.

The Bible condemns mediums, fortunetelling, and communication with the dead (Leviticus 19:31; Deuteronomy 18:10-14). Why? Because all such activity relies on demonic powers instead of entrusting the unknown to God.

Ms Browne once claimed by spiritual insight that she would live to be 88 years old.  The fortuneteller couldn’t even foresee her own death correctly. Do you suppose she foresaw the truth of Hebrews 9:27? It is appointed for men to die once, and after this the judgment.

Before the Rooster Crows

The night was long as I worked my way among the crowd, passing in the shadows of trees cast by the silvery moon. My breath lingered in the air as I rubbed my cold, calloused hands, then crept across the courtyard toward the flickering fire pit.

Wild tales buzzed back and forth around the fire, most of them containing a sliver of truth, but I doubted anyone would ever truly know – or believe – what actually happened. A young man left and I slid unnoticed into his place.

My hands chaffed in the cold and my head throbbed in tandem with my heart. My conscience screamed despite trying to hide myself beside the flickering flames. The more anonymous a person tries to be, the more attention he usually draws. That’s what happened to me. Twice tonight I’d already been accused of being His follower. Twice I denied Him.

The dancing flames mesmerized me into a semi-sleep. I was tired; physically, emotionally, and spiritually, the night draining me of every strength I knew. My head bobbed against my chest and I awoke to see the sun was nearly risen and my face no longer hidden by the cover of night. A man across the fire was staring at me.

That quickly he extended his arm and crowed, Hey! He’s one of them!

I jumped up and vomited my denial, I have no idea what you’re talking about!

Before my final word echoed against the stone walls, a rooster crowed. I looked up and there stood Jesus in the window of the high priest’s house. He paused among the guards long enough for our eyes to meet. Of all the people and all the eyes, His locked securely to mine. No words were needed.

I remembered and ran as fast and as far as I could run. I ran till the tears and convulsions made running any farther impossible. There I fell, weeping as no man has ever before wept.

And the Lord turned and looked at Peter. And Peter remembered the word of the Lord, how He had said to him, “Before the rooster crows, you will deny Me three times” (Luke 22:61).

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Ding Li Mei (1871-1936)

From childhood you have known the Holy Scriptures, which are able to make you wise for salvation through faith which is in Christ Jesus (2 Timothy 3:15).

Ding Li Mei was born in China to Christian parents who taught him the Scriptures from early childhood. A bright student, he left home at 13 to attend a Presbyterian college founded by missionaries.

When he was 27, Li Mei was in the first graduating class of the North China Theological Seminary and was ordained a Presbyterian minister. His initial ministry was short-lived because of the Boxer Rebellion (1899-1901). The rebels, called Boxers, believed that by practicing martial arts they could channel spirits of the dead and become invincible warriors. Their goal was to overthrow the emperor and expel the foreigners he’d permitted in China. Christianity was seen as a betrayal of Chinese culture, and Boxers slaughtered whole villages of Christians, murdering as many as 100,000 Christians in under 2 years. Li Mei was imprisoned for preaching Christianity and received 500 lashes with bamboo poles.

Li Mei left prison, committed to preaching the gospel in every province and establishing self-supporting churches. Chinese churches were founded and funded by American missionaries, but Pastor Ding believed that as long as churches relied on outside support, Chinese believers would suffer. They needed to trust in Christ to provide for them and not rely upon others.

In 1909, Pastor Ding preached at a university and 116 of the 320 men quit school to become missionaries. Weeks later, another 200 students in Peking did the same. Within a decade, Li Mei had established self-supporting congregations with seminary trained pastors in all 18 Chinese provinces.

Age and the effects of his prison beatings shifted Pastor Ding’s later ministry to teaching young men for the pastorate. He also prayed, keeping a list of people for whom he prayed daily. In 1915, Li Mei stayed with missionary AR Kepler. Kepler noticed his guest’s light still on long after midnight. The next morning Kepler rebuked his guest for staying up so late. Li Mei answered, When we separated last night, I still had 500 friends for whom I had not prayed yesterday, and I could not go to sleep without first carrying them, by name, to the throne of God in prayer. 

At his death in 1936, this daily prayer list contained over 5,000 names.

Would You Miss Me?





Imagine we were cut off,
for only but a day;
Would you really miss me?
What do you have to say?

The sun would rise each morning
and rains still drizzle down;
would your life keep on going
without Me even around?

You’d visit with your friends
and see your neighbors too,
but My memory in your heart
would it vanish like the dew?

“Out of sight is out of mind”,
or so the ditty goes;
would you miss Me being near
and turn away your nose?

Would you give a care
and search today for Me?
Would you notice I was gone
or go your merry way?

Seek the Lord while He may be found, call upon Him while He is near (Isaiah 55:6).