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Grace Bible Chapel of Springfield, Illinois
|MAY 3, 2015
|MAY 10, 2015
|MAY 17, 2015
TIM VAN RYN
|MAY 24, 2015
|MAY 31, 2015
“He that soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption.”(Gal. 6:8)
No one can sin and get away with it. The results of sin are not only inescapable, they
are extremely bitter. Sin may look like a harmless pussy but it eventually devours like
a pitiless lion.
The supposed glamor of sin receives wide coverage. We seldom hear the other side.
Few leave behind a description of their downfall and subsequent misery.
One of Ireland’s most brilliant authors did. This man began to dabble in unnatural
vice. One thing led to another until he became embroiled in lawsuits and finally
landed in prison, where he wrote the following:
“The gods had given me almost everything. I had genius, a distinguished name, high
social position, brilliancy, intellectual daring: I made art a philosophy, and
philosophy an art: I altered the minds of men and the colour of things: There was
nothing I said or did that did not make people wonder…I treated Art as the supreme
reality, and life as a mere mode of fiction: I awoke the imagination of my century so
that it created myth and legend around me: I summoned up all systems in a phrase,
and all existence in an epigram.
“Along with these things, I had things that were different. I let myself be lured into
long spells of senseless and sensual ease. I amused myself with being a flaneur, a
dandy, a man of fashion. I surrounded myself with the smaller natures and the
meaner minds. I became the spendthrift of my own genius, and to waste an eternal
youth gave me a curious joy. Tired of being on the heights I deliberately went to the
depths in search for new sensations. What the paradox was to me in the sphere of
thought, perversity became to me in the sphere of passion. Desire, at the end, was a
malady, or a madness, or both. I grew careless of the lives of others. I took pleasure
where it pleased me and passed on. I forgot that every little action of the common
day makes or unmakes character, and that therefore what one has done in the secret
chamber one has some day to cry aloud on the housetops…I ended in horrible
The essay in which he wrote the above confession bears the appropriate title De
Profundis—out of the depths.
Below is a meditation by William MacDonald 1917-2007
BUD MORRIS will be our speaker on Sunday, May 3, 2015 at
our 11 a.m. Family Bible Hour service. Bud served as a
medical missionary in Zambia, Africa, along with his wife
Shirley. They have eight children, six of them adults and
five grandchildren. Bud serves as an elder at Grace Bible
Chapel and is one of the teachers at an adult elective
Sunday School Class. He retired from medical practice and
is now visiting and preaching in various cities across the
Midwest. He also has an interesting & helpful web site...
POETRY SITE (Click Here)