Ray Comfort's Blog, page 32

A multi-billion dollar industry

“Johnny, every time Hitler killed a Jewish family, he seized their assets. The Nazis knew exactly what each family was worth and where to find their valuables. All it took was a threat of torture or a threat to kill his family, and the father would sign over his insurance policies to them. Hitler got their house, their car, their savings, their jewelry, the insurance policies, their paintings, their bonds, the gold out of their teeth, the clothes off their backs, and the hair from their heads. He raked in billions of dollars from killing Jewish families, and when you kill an entire family, no one is left to complain! Experts now tell us that just under one third of Hitler’s massive war machine was financed directly by Jewish blood.”

Jonathan put down a coffee cup, and became deep in thought.

“Wow. That makes perfect sense. I had never thought of that before. All I ever heard was that Hitler hated Jews, and that was his motivation. That wealth would have given him the ability to help get Germany back on its feet financially, and that in turn would have fueled his popularity even more. I remember that the German people so loved him for restoring their nation, they believed anything he told them about the need to expand their borders.”

Jeremiah nodded. “Yes. His propaganda-machine brainwashed millions into thinking that the Jews were the scum of the earth and thathe was the nation’s savior. He had them eating out of the palm of his evil hand. When he came into office, Germany was a mess. People were almost starving. There was a 40% unemployment rate, and in a comparatively short time he had pulled it up by its bootstraps and given it back its dignity. All the while he was murdering Jews and lining his own pockets. It’s a huge lesson on how a politician with unlimited power can manipulate the masses.

“Now here’s my point. American abortion has the same incendiary incentive. It is a multi-billion dollar industry. If you want your 16 week baby killed in the womb, according to current prices, it will cost you $690. If you want your 19 week baby killed (just three weeks later), it will jump to a massive $2,690. Think about it. The abortionist gets all that for a mere 15-20 minutes work. He just has to rip off the baby’s head, its arms and legs, and pull it out--along with the remaining bloody torso. He then assembles everything on a table to make sure the entire body is out of the womb, and then drops it all into the trash. If he does that 10-15 times a day, you are talking big money—more than $20,000 for a day’s work.
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6 million Jews!

Jerry noticed that Johnny looked deeply concerned as he walked into the living room of the spacious house and flopped down onto the soft brown leather couch.

“Dad, we need to talk. I’m ashamed to say that I once got a girl pregnant, and she wanted to have an abortion. When I think back to my attitude, I objected, but she went ahead with it, and to be honest I felt relieved. Raising a child was a problem I didn’t want, and that was a quick fix. I’ve asked a few friends about the abortion issue and almost everyone tells me that life begins when the baby’s born, or at best around six months. But no one is sure. It’s really starting to bother me. What do you think?”

Jerry thought for a moment, picked up his coffee, took a quick sip and said,

“To address that, I’ve got a question for you. You studied Hitler in school. Tell me, why do you think he hated the Jews?”

Johnny looked up slightly and deep in thought, he said,

“If I remember rightly, it was because he had his paintings rejected by a mainly Jewish panel at an art school in Vienna.”

“Yes, that‘s one thought. A couple of others are that he may have been bitter because a Jewish prostitute gave him a sexually transmitted disease, or he was jealous because some of the Jews were able to make money while Germany was economically depressed. But think about it for a moment. Perhaps a man could become angry for any of those reasons and take his anger out on some Jewish person by murdering him. Maybe that would give him a sense of satisfaction. Or it could still make sense if he took a gun and murdered a family of six Jews, or a handful of Jewish coworkers. But to kill 600 would be crazy, or 6,000 would be insanely out of proportion. Adolf Hitler killed six million Jews! So as far as I’m concerned, there has to be something more behind this…and I believe there is.

“Back on April 26th, 1938, all Jews (except for the very poor) were forced by law to disclose their wealth. I didn’t know this until I asked questions after I was at a church service around that time. I do remember thinking that it seemed very strange that the Nazis burst into a home I was in and knew exactly who they were looking for. I didn’t know it then, but the disclosure law said that if Jews refused to reveal their wealth in detail, their property could be confiscated and they could get up to ten years hard labor in prison [1]. No doubt there was compliance from millions of Jews across Germany. But here’s the stinger. They didn’t know it, but when they obediently filled out those disclosure forms, they were signing their own death warrant and that of their families.

“I have had nightmares about this. I see myself back there in Germany living with a Jewish family, watching them fill out the forms. I watch as the father looks over his insurance policies, writes out how much he has in the bank and where the bank is located. I see him giving the bank account numbers and personal details. I watch the mother describe in detail and list what jewelry she owns, what it’s worth, the value of their paintings and other valuables they have in the home. In my dream, I stand up and cry out “No! No! Don’t do this! You are signing your own death warrants. They are going to arrest and kill you. All of you, including your precious children!” I wake up dripping with sweat. 
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[1] http://www.ess.uwe.ac.uk/genocide/appropriation6.htm
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The enigma of immortality

Tears welled in his eyes. He had to willfully blink to clear his eyes as he read the verses again; "This mystery . . . Christ in you, the hope of glory." He could almost see Mr. von Ludendorff smiling at the thought that the sentence he had began about forty years ago have finally been completed. The "mystery" was the miracle of the Author and the source of all life dwelling in him. He now understood the meaning of Calvary. The resurrection of the Savior meant that God could now legally grant eternal life to those in the shadow of death. He could exalt the sons of Adam. All who humbled themselves under the mighty hand of God would be exalted in due time. It was the unspeakable marvel of the life of God in Jesus Christ conquering death! With his hands still shaking, he turned to the front of his Bible and wrote the words:

"Today, on May 14, 1978, I discovered 'the mystery of Christ kept secret from the beginning of ti . . . "

He stopped and looked at the date he had just written. Tears began to drop onto the open pages of the Bible in front of him: May 14! That was a day he vowed he would never forget. It was the date he had visited the church . . . May 14, 1938. It was exactly forty years! It was God's number of deliverance-‑40 years to the very day since he first sat in the Bible study and heard Mr. von Ludendorff ask, "Do you know the mystery of Christ?"

As was his life‑long habit, Jerry watched the news on television that night. He listened to the concerned anchorman speak of the rise in anti-Semitism in the United States. He watched a debate on the virtues of "mercy killings," of scientists speaking of future advances in medicine; of the possibilities of future experimentation with "fetal" tissue, on the rights of women to be able to choose to take the life of their children through abortion.

Some time later, he even listened to a doctor who was concerned about the increase of parental abuse of children. The man supported the licensing of parents to be parents.

"After all" he said, "we have marriage licenses, we license the right to drive cars, to own guns, to fish, to own a dog; isn't parenting a more important issue?

"If the parents don't raise their children in a way that is consistent with the standards of the U.S., then the parents should not have the privilege of raising children. The state should remove them."

What scared Jerry, was that it sounded reasonable.

That evening he began to understand that the war he fought in Europe was a minor skirmish compared to the real war. There was another war‑‑the battle between man and his Creator, between the devil and God, between right and wrong.

There were in truth, two wars. One was man fighting man, and the other, man fighting God. But Jerry had laid down his arms. He had relinquished his weapons of rebellion and enlisted on the winning side; in the war that would end all wars . . . the "good fight of faith." He had come to the end of a long journey and begun another one that would lead him to a "far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory." Jeremiah P. Adamson had found the glory that would never fade: the mystery of Christ in him, "the hope of glory."

Later that night, he thought on how many times he could have been killed during the war. He thought deeply about the night of the fire, and how he could have died, had not his faithful canine friend broken free from his rope and awakened him from a deep sleep.

He bowed solemnly before his Creator and prayed:

"Dear God, let me be as a faithful friend, who will break free from the restraints of fear, and awaken those who are sleeping in darkness, indifferent to the 'fire of Your wrath.' Let me 'blow the trumpet in Zion and sound the alarm,' and cry, 'Awake! Awake thou that sleepest, and arise from the dead, and Christ shall give thee light!'

"Deliver them dear Lord . . . deliver them that they too would come to know You, whom to know is life eternal.

"Bring them out of darkness into the glorious light of the Gospel of Christ, Who is the image of God. Let Your face shine upon them and reveal to them the enigma of immortality­ 'the mystery kept secret since the world began.'"
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This mystery

Later that morning, a letter arrived from the State Department. It was an official dispatch saying that they had just received a bag of mail containing 2,000 letters. The German government informed them that it had been buried beneath the rubble in the basement of a condemned building, which was apparently a temporary post office in Berlin in 1941.

Within the large envelope Jerry found a smaller envelope, one which was addressed to him in his sister's handwriting. On it was an official-looking Red Cross stamp dated May 14, 1941.

He carefully opened the letter. The hand‑ written blue ink had faded to a reddish brown. It read:

May 12, 1941

"Dearest Jerry, How I miss seeing your face. I pray that you are well and that God's hand is upon you. I am not able to give many details, but two years after I was taken to Auschwitz, I was transferred along with about 400 women to the flea‑infested Ravensbruck Concentration Camp. I befriended two Jewish sisters who invited us to a Bible study. What great light we have found in this dark place!

"I saw grandmother in Auschwitz when I first arrived, but then she disappeared. I fear the worst.

"May you find what I found in this place, and may God keep you in His caring arms. Your loving sister, Lilian. P.S. Colossians 1:26‑27."

Jerry stared at the postscript. It seemed to jump out at him. He turned to the Bible verses and read them out loud:

"Even the mystery which hath been hid from ages and from generations, but now is made manifest to his saints. To whom God would make known what is the riches of the glory of this mystery among the Gentiles; which is Christ in you, the hope of glory . . . "
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"I trust Him."

When Jerry awoke, he wondered if what had happened to him in the early hours of that morning was another one of his weird dreams. Suddenly, he realized that the reason for Connie's suffering didn't matter any more! That was in God's hands. One day he would understand why it happened. He smiled and said,

"I have faith. I have faith in God! I trust Him."

He then looked across to the floor and saw the open Bible at the base of a partly opened drawer. He got out of bed and picked up the Bible, but as he went to push in the drawer he saw an old book Connie's minister had given her. It was about the life of John Wesley, the founder of the Methodist church.

Something within him compelled him to open the book, and for some reason he began reading the words of the great preacher at the bottom of page 442:

"It remains only to show, in the fourth and last place, the use of the Law . . . Some there are whose hearts have been broken in pieces in a moment, either in sickness or in health, without any visible cause, or any outward means whatever; and others (one in an age) have been awakened to a sense of the 'wrath of God abiding on them,' by hearing that 'God was in Christ, reconciling the world unto himself.' But it is the ordinary method of the Spirit of God to convict sinners by the Law. It is this which, being set home on the conscience, generally breaketh the rocks in pieces. It is more especially this part of the Word of God which is quick and powerful, full of life and energy, 'and sharper than any two‑edged sword.' This, in the hand of God and of those whom he hath sent, pierces through all the folds of a deceitful heart and 'divides asunder even the soul and the spirit;' yea, as it were, the very 'joints and marrow.' By this is the sinner discovered to himself. All his fig‑leaves are torn away, and he sees that he is 'wretched, and poor, and miserable, and blind, and naked.' The Law flashes conviction on every side. He feels himself a mere sinner. He has nothing to pay. His 'mouth is stopped,' and he stands 'guilty before God.'

"To slay the sinner is then, the first use of the Law; to destroy the life and strength wherein he trusts, and convince him that he is dead while he liveth; not only under the sentence of death, but actually dead unto God, void of all spiritual life, 'dead in trespasses and sins.' The second use of it is to bring him unto life, unto Christ that he may live. It is true, in performing both these offices, it acts the part of a severe schoolmaster. It drives us by force, rather than draws us by love. And yet love is the spring of all. It is the spirit of love which, by this painful means, tears away our confidence in the flesh, which leaves us no broken reed whereon to trust, and so constrains the sinner, stripped of all to cry out in the bitterness of his soul or groan in the depth of his heart, I give up every plea beside, Lord, I am damned; but thou hast died."

Jerry was wide‑eyed as he read Wesley’s words. He whispered,

"That's why I didn't see my need of Jesus Christ for so long. I didn't have the knowledge of the Law and therefore didn't understand the true nature of sin; that I had offended God!"
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Because of the cross

David was indignant and said that the guilty party would die for his crime. Nathan then exposed his sin of taking another man's "lamb," saying,

"You are the man . . . Why have you despised the commandment of the Lord, to do evil in His sight?" When David showed signs of sorrow, Nathan then said,

"The Lord has also put away your sin; you shall not die."

Jerry then turned back to Psalm 51 and wondered what David's attitude would be when he approached God after his sin was exposed. He slowly read out loud the following words:

"Have mercy upon me, O God, according to Thy lovingkindness: according to the multitude of Thy tender mercies blot out my transgressions. Wash me throughly from mine iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin. For I acknowledge my transgressions: and my sin is ever before me. Against Thee, Thee only, have I sinned, and done this evil in Thy sight."

It was at those words he stopped. They were no longer the expressions of a sinful king of Israel, but they were coming from Jerry's own heart:

"Against Thee, and Thee only, have I sinned." He dropped to his knees as a flood of his own immorality flashed into his mind. He remembered killing innocent people during the war. He recalled all the people he wronged in business, the things he stole as a youth, the lust that burned in his heart, his lies, the hatred and bitterness, his ingratitude for the gift of life, his proud atheistic arrogance, his prejudice against the minister; against God. He thought of the pain that he gave Connie by committing adultery; not once, but many times. A sense of shame enveloped him and he began to sigh deeply and weep like a little child. It seemed that there was a massive weight pushing down on his chest. He couldn't lift his head, but stammered,

"God, I have sinned against You! I deserve to go to Hell. Please forgive me."

As he did so, the weight lifted from his chest, and at the same time it was as though a dark cloud lifted from his tormented mind. From the time he was a child, he knew that Jesus Christ died on the cross for the sins of the world, but suddenly it dawned on him that when Jesus was on the cross so long ago, He was suffering for the sins of Jeremiah P. Adamson. He had never seen the cross as an expression of God's love for him before! This was God in human form taking the punishment due to Jeremiah! The words of Edwin came back to him—Jesus had broken God's Law, but because Jesus paid the fine for him he was free to leave the courtroom.

His eyes fell on verse ten of the Bible that lay open in front of him. Through the tears he said its words as his own prayer:

"Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me."

He sighed again deeply. Words couldn't describe the peace that flooded his mind. God loved him despite his sin, had forgiven him because of the cross, and Jesus Christ through the power of His eternal Spirit had made His residence in him, granting him everlasting life.

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Made a 'decision'...

Edwin, this is going to sound a little strange." Jerry gave a small nervous laugh,

"I have been thinking about the last time we spoke, and I have come to the conclusion that I haven't any 'faith' in God. Don't get me wrong--I believe in His existence, but . . . I really don't know what I'm trying to say . . . "

It had been three days since Jerry's visit to the eye specialist; three long days of an awareness of a sense of guilt, to a point where he felt he couldn't face God in prayer.

"I'm sorry to call you at dinner time, but this is really starting to bother me."

Edwin assured him that he was pleased to hear from him any time of the day or night.

"Jerry, there are different types of faith. In the past you denied God's existence, then you became aware of Him as a Creator, yet all that time He has been intimately aware of you, despite your lack of faith in Him. For example, even the hairs of your head are numbered. He knows your 'down‑sitting' and your 'up‑rising,' and He's acquainted with all your ways. In fact, there is not a word on your tongue that He doesn't 'know altogether.' Before you were formed in the womb, He knew you. You are not just some evolutionary species without rhyme or reason.

"After you left, I did a quick study of the meaning of your name, which has real significance. It shows how God’s hand is upon every one of us. This is what my book of names and their meanings said: 'Jeremiah Adamson-‑Jehovah will exalt‑son of Adam.'"

"God may have even used you for His purposes in the past without you having the slightest awareness of it. No Jeremiah, your lack of faith doesn’t make any difference to the faithfulness of God . . ."

Jerry interrupted, "When I made my ‘decision,’ I had some sort of faith. I really tried to believe that God would heal Connie, but that became overwhelmed with anger and bitterness when she grew worse. Now there's just nothing there."

"Jerry, the 'faith' the Bible speaks of in regards to salvation is more than an intellectual resolution. It's not merely a matter of asking Jesus Christ into your heart, but what the Bible calls 'repentance towards God and faith toward our Lord Jesus Christ.'

"Jesus warned that many would seek to enter into the Kingdom of God and 'would not be able.' He said to strive to enter the straight gate . . . that means to agonize to get in."

Jerry then said,

"I appreciate what you are saying, but I still feel confused; and I still have this anger about Connie's death."

"That will go in time. Jerry, I don't profess to have all the answers or to know the mind of God, but one thing I have seen again and again is that suffering has a way of humbling the proud human heart. The prophet Jeremiah said of the Jews who suffered,'The people who survived the sword found grace in the wilderness.' Sometimes the only prayer we offer ourCreator is 'Why?' The wilderness of the life and the sword of tribulation brings us to our knees. It looks like God’s hand is on you Jerry.”

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Chapter Twenty: A Spectacle of Yourself

Kevin Kickham was a good man. He looked at Jerry, smiled and said,

"I'm glad you came. Some people put off getting a new prescription and end up doing permanent damage to their eyes."

He was Jerry’s optician, and he seemed to show a genuine concern for his welfare. What he had said made Jerry feel pleased that he had taken the time out of his busy schedule to have his eyes checked.

After the exam, he was ushered into a waiting room where he was seated, and told that he would have the new glasses in his hands within the hour.

As he sat down, he looked across the room and saw three other people. One was a very large woman who was sitting next to a very large boy who stared back at him. They were obviously mother and son. Along from them sat a woman whose face he couldn't see because of a magazine she was holding close to her eyes. No doubt she's waiting for her new prescription, Jerry thought to himself.

He looked beside him at the mound of magazines and a small stack of bright yellow bookmarks with the name, address, and phone number of the optician on them. Across the top was boldly written: "What can be more important than your eyes?"

He picked up a Time magazine and flicked through it. It was two weeks old, and Jerry was intimately familiar with almost every news item in it. He put it down, picked up a bookmark and read the words again, "What can be more important than your eyes?"

He thought, I would hate to be blind; imagine seeing nothing but darkness until the day you die? I wouldn't give up my eyes for the world.

He slipped the bookmark into his shirt pocket, then picked up another magazine, sat it on his lap, and for some reason began to think about Connie. It was strange that he didn't realize how much he loved her until she got cancer. Again the nagging began in his mind: Why? Why did God let her die? She was a good woman. She was a faithful wife. She believed in God and look what He did to her!

Then he thought on the words he had had with the minister the previous day. He went home that night and read Psalm 51 in the Bible Connie gave him. It was just a prayer that King David prayed after he committed adultery. After reading it, Jerry decided that he would try and clean up his act; especially after hearing what the Bible said about "lust." He knew that it was wrong to let pornographic thoughts invade his mind, so he would try and think pure thoughts.

At the very moment he thought that, the woman opposite him took the magazine down from her eyes. Jerry had imagined her to be a little homely‑looking with thick glasses. She wasn't. In fact, she was gorgeous. She was so stunning he found that he wanted to stare at her. At that moment, she crossed her legs. He quickly picked up the magazine and thought, Wonderful! I decide not to lust after women, and straightaway I do it.

He didn't feel as though he had taken a good look at her, so he secretly peeped over the top of the magazine, but to his horror she was looking at him at that same instant. He put the magazine back on his lap and began to casually flick through it. He hadn't realized that it was a woman's publication and almost every page had pictures of more ravishing women, usually advertising underwear.

A battle began to rage in his mind: "This is ridiculous! There's nothing wrong with just looking at beautiful women. But would I want other men 'looking' at my sister like I look at other men's sisters? It's not hurting anyone! Maybe not, but God says lust is adultery. Well, why hasn't this sort of thing bothered me before? Because you've never tried to stop before, that's why. It's only natural for a man to sexually desire a woman. Yes, it does come naturally, but you know that pornography is wrong in God's sight, so why do you then think He condones pornography of the mind?"

Jerry put the magazine back and tried to pull his thoughts together. It was as though his conscience, which had been dead for so long, had suddenly come to life.

He felt annoyed that something he enjoyed was being threatened to be taken from him, by puritanical fanaticism. He was fine until that stupid minister pushed the Ten Commandments down his throat. He decided he would forget about the time he had had with Edwin and merely try and live a good life.

As he drove home that day he wore his new glasses. They didn't help him too much. Kevin Kickham had done a fine job--all they did was bring into sharper focus how much he lusted after women. He had never been so conscious of the fact that he desired almost every female his lustful eyes could find.

When he arrived home he felt as though he had been wallowing in a pigsty of his own sinful desires. His time at the optician's had truly been eye-opening.
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Chapter Twenty-one: The Enemy of God

Later that night Jerry opened the drawer where he had placed the things that were dear to Connie, and carefully took out her King James Bible. The pages were worn for a book that was less than six months old, and hundreds of verses were underlined with notes written beside them.

He found the Book of Psalms and opened it again at Psalm 51.

Connie had neatly printed beside verse four, "See James 4:4," so he looked in the index and turned to the verse in the Book of James. It seemed to jump out of the page at him: "Ye adulterers and adulteresses, know ye not that the friendship of the world is enmity against God? Whoever therefore is a friend of the world is the enemy of God?"

This time Connie had written another verse beside it: ­"‘You . . . were enemies in your mind through wicked works’ (Colossians 1:21)‑‑natural mind 'enmity' to God. See also Matthew 5:28‑29."

Jerry turned to the verses not knowing what they were. His heart skipped a beat as he read the same verse that Edwin had read to him, about lust being adultery of the heart. It wasn't marked by Connie so he thought, I must try and remember where this is. It was then that he recollected the bookmark he picked up in Kevin Kickham’s waiting room. He took it from his pocket, but as he went to place it in the Bible, his eyes fell on the next verse:

"And if thy right eye offend thee, pluck it out, and cast it from thee: for it is profitable for thee that one of thy members perish, and not that thy whole body should be cast into Hell."

He stared again at the heading on the yellow bookmark: "What can be more important than your eyes?" and said,

Nothing could be more important, except the eternal salvation of my soul.

He slowly turned back again to Psalm 51. It began by making reference to King David’s adultery:

"To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David, when Nathan the Prophet came unto him, after he had gone in to Bathsheba." On the side of the Bible he found more neat handwriting, "See I Samuel Chapter 12," so, to get a background on the incident he turned there and began to read.

It was the story of King David and how he lusted after a beautiful woman named Bathsheba as he watched her washing herself. He found out she was married, committed adultery with her, had her husband killed, and then married her.

God then sent Nathan the prophet to reprove him. The man of God gave David a parable about something that he could, as an ex‑shepherd, understand. The parable was about sheep. He told a story about a rich man, who rather than take one from his own flock, killed a poor man's pet lamb to feed a stranger.
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May be tempted to lust...

Then Reverend Smalley reminded Jerry of the story of the Prodigal Son, a story that he hadn't heard since his Sunday‑school days when he spent most of the time counting the patterns on the wallpaper. He refreshed his memory by telling him it was the story Jesus told about a wayward son who left his father and ended up in a pigsty.

The young man then returned penniless and asked for his father's forgiveness. As Edwin spoke of the rebellious son, Jerry quietly thought about Johnny's experience. Then, as he was beginning to walk away, he turned around and with a troubled expression asked,

"What should I say to God?"

"Just pour out your heart to him. It's like a man who has betrayed his wife's trust, and committed adultery. His loving and faithful wife is more than willing to take him back, so, in what attitude should he approach her, and what should he say to her?"

Jerry knew that there was no way Edwin could have known about his experiences. He wrote off the first two stories, about the man who had all his debt paid and the son coming home destitute, as mere coincidence. But with the third "illustration" about a husband who committed adultery made him shudder. He had been unfaithful to his wife, but only he and the guilty woman knew that. Jerry said,

"His attitude should be one of genuine humility; humbled that his wife would take him back. He should simply say that he has violated her trust, that he has no words of justification for what he has done . . . and that he will never even think of committing adultery again."

Edwin answered. "Go and do likewise. God isn't interested in your words, but in your heart. Repentance is telling God you are sorry for sinning against Him and saying that you will never even think of doing it again. That husband may be tempted to lust after other women, but if he does, in the light of the grace his wife showed him, he will immediately pull his thoughts back into line with his new resolve to do only that which pleases her."

With that, he put one hand on Jerry's shoulder and prayed that God would continue to speak to him, and bring him to a point of genuine repentance. Then he said,

"If I were you, I would go home, get on my knees and read Psalm 51."
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