Glory dwelleth in Immanuel’s Land
“They are all but dung, yet they are Christ’s creatures, and out of obedience to him I take them; my eyes shall see my redeemer, I know he shall stand the last day upon the earth, and I shall be caught up in the clouds to meet him in the air, and I shall be ever with him, and what would you have more, there is an end; there is an end; I have been a wretched sinful man, but I stand at the best pass that ever a man did, Christ is mine, and I am his. I shall live and adore him; glory, glory, to my Creator, and to my Redeemer for ever; glory shines in Immanuel’s land.” [some of Samuel Rutherford's last words]
The sands of time are sinking,
The dawn of Heaven breaks,
The summer morn I’ve sighed for
The fair sweet morn awakes;
Dark, dark hath been the midnight,
But day-spring is at hand
And glory, glory dwelleth
In Immanuel’s land. [a verse of a longer poem penned by Mrs. A.R. Cousin woven to repeat many of Samuel Rutherford's utterances-- The above was woven from his letters no's 79, 147]
The Oath is binding
And lest any of you, who sometimes have heard us press the oath of the Covenant and in these lands, should nowadays think it alterable, and look upon it as a thing to be dispersed with, we are, through God's strength, from Scripture, to make out the indissoluable tie of the Coveneant. "Every oath and Covenant of God is a thing inviolable, that is, may not and cannot be broken.But we take the Covenants in this place, to be of men's duties in the land; and for keeping them the better, we take an oath upon us in things that are neither morally evil nor goodm but indifferent. But a man once engaged by oath cannot retract. Though they be not commanded duties, yet once entered into, they must stand for when we open our mouthst of the Lord we cannot go back. [John Guthrie Minister of Tarbolton]
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Nothing much to tell. I’m walking a single solitary pilgrims walk, in England, that is not an easy one. I am a Calvinistic Covenanter Christian, My Autonomic Nervous system is failing slowly, which has led to severe disability, with an ultra rare disease than medics don’t even understand, often misdiagnose.and will no doubt kill me at some point. But, I trust the Lord to get me where I’m going. All glory to HIM.
The symptomology listed on the link, most porphyrics will only have most of those symptoms if in an acute attack. A few of us, with the ongoing, smouldering symptoms, that never go away, have most if not all of the symptom list, even when not in an acute attack, and are persistent and constant. Anyone who has ever been in the psychiactric system, diagnosed as this or that, even if physically well, should consider this illness could be responsible. King George III, the most famous porphyric, his sole symptom was “insanity.” Its so rare in part, because it’s massively under-diagnosed. But in making this illness known, when it struck me physically a few years ago, God vindicated me from every mis-diagnoses and bersmirchment upon me medically that has ever been made, and has made them all null and void.
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