The Resurrection
Luke 24: 1-12
1 On the first day of the week, very early in the morning, the women took the spices they had prepared and went to the tomb. 2 They found the stone rolled away from the tomb, 3 but when they entered, they did not find the body of the Lord Jesus. 4 While they were wondering about this, suddenly two men in clothes that gleamed like lightning stood beside them. 5 In their fright the women bowed down with their faces to the ground, but the men said to them, "Why do you look for the living among the dead? 6 He is not here; he has risen! Remember how he told you, while he was still with you in Galilee: 7 'The Son of Man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men, be crucified and on the third day be raised again.' " 8 Then they remembered his words. 9 When they came back from the tomb, they told all these things to the Eleven and to all the others. 10 It was Mary Magdalene, Joanna, Mary the mother of James, and the others with them who told this to the apostles. 11 But they did not believe the women, because their words seemed to them like nonsense. 12 Peter, however, got up and ran to the tomb. Bending over, he saw the strips of linen lying by themselves, and he went away, wondering to himself what had happened.
No Rock, No Cross, No Shroud
By James E. Webber
Before the dawn they went to find the place where he was laid,
With ointments, myrrh, and funeral spice, they found an empty grave.
The stone rolled back, and there inside they found the funeral shroud,
And once outside they saw the Lord Ascending in the clouds.
They ran to tell their brothers of the miracle He had shared,
No grave can hold the Lamb of God,
No rock, no cross, no shroud.
Beaten, bruised, His nail scared hands; they even pierced His side,
They could not defeat the Lamb of God, regardless how they tried,
A crown of thorns pressed to His head, a fate no man survives,
Prophetic word has come to pass, Our Lord is still Alive
May the Risen Christ fill your hearts during this Easter Season.
Old St Nicholas Church

He is not here.

He is Risen
"Do not be amazed! You seek Jesus of Nazareth, the crucified. He has been raised; He is not here. Behold the place where they laid him. But go and tell his disciples and Peter, 'He is going before you to Galilee; there you will see him, as he told you.'"

And on the third day HE rose from the dead, Easter Greetings from Old St Nicholas Church

Spring is here at Old St. Nicholas Church, such a special time, and God sent flowers. The Dogwoods are in bud and the Azaleas and Wisteria are in full Bloom.

Veterans Day November 11, 2011

As some of you know, I worked ten years with the US Army’s Peace Keeping Force (KFOR) in the Balkans Region in Europe. Daily, I saw, the dedication and sacrifice of our soldiers in an active foreign military region. Their service and dedication protects our rights to individual freedom. They insure our right to liberty, justice, and life. Their actions guarantee our right to worship without fear of reprisal. Honor with Prayer our service men and women that stand in formation every day to protect our freedom. Remember and Pray for the souls of those that paid the ultimate price for our freedom. The patriotism shown by these men and women reflect great credit upon themselves and the United States. No finer soldiers are to be found throughout the free world.
In Europe, my Brother and I toured the locations where our Father had served. He served with General Patton during World War II and took part in eight major campaigns (dd214). Visiting the American Cemeteries, I learned that untold numbers of American Soldiers not only gave their life defending our country, but are interred in foreign soil. Many are still missing and unaccounted for. Give Thanks and Remember them today. I think of the words from Flanders Field, although it was written during World War I, it still rings true today.

In Flanders Fields
John McCrae, May 1915
In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row,That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, flyScarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throwThe torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who dieWe shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields.