Rebecca Stark is the author of The Good Portion: God, the second title in The Good Portion series.
The Good Portion: God explores what Scripture teaches about God in hopes that readers will see his perfection, worth, magnificence, and beauty as they study his triune nature, infinite attributes, and wondrous works.
Monday, November 26, 2012 at 8:47PM 
Part III: Questions about Salvation
103. Q. Can you repent and believe in Christ by your own power?
A. No. I can do nothing good without God’s Holy Spirit.
(Click through to read scriptural proof.)
Saturday, November 24, 2012 at 8:31PM And can it be that I should gain
An interest in the Savior’s blood?
Died He for me, who caused His pain—
For me, who Him to death pursued?
Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?
Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?’Tis mystery all: th’Immortal dies:
Who can explore His strange design?
In vain the firstborn seraph tries
To sound the depths of love divine.
’Tis mercy all! Let earth adore,
Let angel minds inquire no more.
’Tis mercy all! Let earth adore;
Let angel minds inquire no more.He left His Father’s throne above
So free, so infinite His grace—
Emptied Himself of all but love,
And bled for Adam’s helpless race:
’Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For O my God, it found out me!
’Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For O my God, it found out me!Long my imprisoned spirit lay,
Fast bound in sin and nature’s night;
Thine eye diffused a quickening ray—
I woke, the dungeon flamed with light;
My chains fell off, my heart was free,
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.
My chains fell off, my heart was free,
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.Still the small inward voice I hear,
That whispers all my sins forgiven;
Still the atoning blood is near,
That quenched the wrath of hostile Heaven.
I feel the life His wounds impart;
I feel the Savior in my heart.
I feel the life His wounds impart;
I feel the Savior in my heart.No condemnation now I dread;
Jesus, and all in Him, is mine;
Alive in Him, my living Head,
And clothed in righteousness divine,
Bold I approach th’eternal throne,
And claim the crown, through Christ my own.
Bold I approach th’eternal throne,
And claim the crown, through Christ my own.—Charles Wesley
Other hymns, worship songs, sermons etc. posted today:
Have you posted a hymn (or sermon, sermon notes, prayer, etc.) today and I missed it? Let me know by leaving a link in the comments or by contacting me using the contact form linked above, and I’ll add your post to the list.
Thursday, November 22, 2012 at 2:29PM Americans are celebrating their Thanksgiving holiday today. Here, it’s just a regular day (We had Thanksgiving back in early October) with mail delivery and everything. I’m thankful for my mailman, who regularly delivers packages of good things to me. I’m also thankful for online shopping, the only way we can get some of the things we need (like the tubes for my son’s old amp that came in the mail today), and the least expensive way to get other items (like the Manitoba wild rice I received yesterday).
I’m thankful for the variety of food available to me. When I first moved here—35 years ago now—the pickings in the grocery store were pretty slim, especially in the winter. It’s not like that anymore, and I’m thankful for it. I’m thankful for the people who stock the supermarket shelves and the truckers who bring the food up the Alaska highway.
I’m thankful for my furnace and my warm bed. While I’m thinking of it, I’m thankful for the man who delivers oil for my furnace. Whether he knows it or not, he is an instrument of God’s providence for me.
I’m thankful that God is good and that he provides good gifts for us.