As I write this I see people fighting for reform over an abortion bill. I want everyone to know I think any form of abortion is murder. To those who are on the other side of the fence, I am here to say that the church has been passive for far to long and now we are seeing the fruits of our failure. My hope through this quick read is that you will see God's heart for the unborn and turn from your sinful view of killing them. I don't get political much because I don't think the Gospel calls us to however, when it comes to the sanctity of life, it is no longer is a political issue but a Biblical one. As for the Boy's Home, we want to stand on the truth of God's Word and not on the false "truth" that the world is giving us.
Then were there brought unto him little children, that he should put his hands on them, and pray: and the disciples rebuked them. But Jesus said, Suffer little children, and forbid them not, to come unto me: for of such is the kingdom of heaven. And he laid his hands on them, and departed thence.
I really don't know when the church stopped suffering for the children as a whole, but I hope the New York bill wakes us up. I hope we see the product of our passiveness and start looking to adopt and suffer not only the little ones to come to Jesus, but also open our homes to the unborn when someone comes to us contemplating abortion. My heart burns for this with a great passion, and one day when I stand before the Lord I want to say I did everything through the leading of the Holy Spirt to stand in the gap for children. I'm hoping, with this simple blog post, I will encourage the church of Jesus Christ. I hope our eyes will be opened to the reality of abortion and find simple and practical ways we can help stop it from happening in our communities. I hope we can show the love of Christ to some women who might be scared of bring life into this world.
Proverbs 31:8-9 says "open your mouth for the mute, for the rights of all who are destitute. Open your mouth, judge righteously, defend the rights of the poor and needy."
Proverb here states clearly what we are to do for the unborn. They have no voice to even speak yet, but are dying is masses each year. Right now in the USA alone, we have 61,000,000 Million plus children that have died since 1973: Roe vs Wad. Since I have been writing this blog post 274 abortions have taken place. Every hour 137 children have not just died, but have been murdered in a place that is known for its safety, the loving belly of a mom. I know to some of you what I am saying might sound harsh and brash but it's just the truth on what is happening in our own communities. I don't write this to prove some right wing agenda, but bring light to the fact that there has been a holocaust going on far to long on American soil. It is the church's job to stand up and be bold for the unborn and defenseless. It means sacrifice, it means losing finances, it means telling young women if you are pregnant and thinking about an abortion I will adopt your child or walk alongside you to take care of your child.
Most of us who go to church just see "churched people", and never get to see the struggles of our neighbor. We would love to have a Bible study over topics like abortion, but to complain about the wickedness of it without acting is one greatest shames of our church age. The first half of James 1:22-25 is a perfect example of the state of most church goers in our age. We hear the Word of God week after week and never have a change of heart for the hopeless. This is a scary place for someone to be because one day we will all stand before the Holy God. If your heart has never been changed for the hopeless maybe your heart has never been changed from your natural state of being under sin.
"But be doers of the word, and not hearers only, deceiving yourselves. For if anyone is a hearer of the word and not a doer, he is like a man observing his natural face in a mirror; for he observes himself, goes away, and immediately forgets what kind of man he was. But he who looks into the perfect law of liberty and continues in it, and is not a forgetful hearer but a doer of the work, this one will be blessed in what he does."
We have been adopted by our Father through Jesus Christ and we should mirror His image by adopting the most vulnerable of this world: the ones who have not yet taken their first breath. When we, as the church of Jesus Christ, get back to what James referred to as pure religion, only then can we start complaining about abortion. There are many practical ways one can help. for example: We have the Hope resource Center in town that helps woman, put out a plea on social media that your willing to help new mothers, get to know your community, step out the church doors and go to the "DARK PLACES" in our town, basically I'm asking the church to practice what we preach, and quit hiding behind our walls. C.T. Studd said it best:
“Some want to live within the sound Of church or chapel bell; I want to run a rescue shop,Within a yard of hell.”
To the person who may have had an abortion, God loves you and by His grace I pray He draws you to His loving arms and you put your faith in Christ. To the saint that has committed this sin, know that the Grace of the Lord Jesus Christ covers that sin. Do not let Satan tell you other wise. I pray you find peace that passes all understanding.
Finally, my wife and I truly have a heart for the unborn. If you are considering an abortion please remember that my wife and I would be willing to adopt your child. We also would love to walk beside you in the situation, my prayer is that someone will read this simple blog post, and by Gods grace we will be able to save just one life.
Grace and Peace,
Chance and Amy Summers
Hey everyone, just wanted to give you an update on my life, and a little that is going on around here. It has been a crazy and life changing month for my wife and I. A few days after Christmas, I discovered a Facebook message at 2 am while attempting to pull an all-nighter with the youth. As for the all nighter, I didn't make it but, that night I got one of the biggest shocks of my life! A man named Steven Summers sent me a message claiming that he could possibly be my father.
So, the only way I can describe the way I felt is like when Darth Vader and Luke were fighting and Darth Vader was like "I'm your father", and Luke was SO shocked... yeah, that was me. Except, this "Maybe Daddy" didn't ask me to join the dark side or cut my hand off.
I read and responded to the message Friday night, and he and his wife came over to the Boys Home the next day so we could take a DNA test. After mailing in the test, the long wait came. For the next 10 grueling days we waited eagerly for the tests results. In the mean time, we did a little Facebook snooping to see if we even looked alike or if the guy was just crazy. The more pictures we looked at the more we could not deny my resemblance to Steve and his son. Finally, the 10th day came and the results were in. they were positive and I found out that Steve Summers was in fact my Father. At this point, however, we were not all that shocked due to how much we looked a like. Since then, My new found family members and I have been spending time together and catching up on 25 years of missed time. It has been a great few weeks!
It has been such a blessing in my life having been found and pursued by my Earthly Father. Most of you know, I love making parallels to the Gospel so just like my Earthly Father came and found me, God did the same thing. If you are reading and you are lost, feeling like you have been abandoned by everyone else on earth just know this: Jesus Christ is calling you and drawing you by His grace. Just like my earthly father sent out a message on Facebook, Jesus is sending a message to you and He needs a reply. Repent and believe the Gospel my friends because one day every knee will bow and tongue will confess that Jesus Christ is Lord. So, I urge you turn to Christ in your life time because one day it will be to late.
Grace and Peace, BBH Squad,
I once thought about taking my own life. On the outside, you would think I was fine, I guess that is why they say never judge a book by its cover. You never know what is going on inside. This was me, I looked like a good book on the outside, but on the inside I was depressed, so depressed I thought this world would be better off without me. I carried this thought with me for quite a long time. It was like this big dark cloud always over my head everywhere I went. The thought of suicide would just keep coming back, Satan would remind me that this would does not need Chance Nail. Most days I would cover the thought of suicide with video games then the next day it would be with friends, but this cloud of darkness was always there hovering over, like a storm was about to start. Then finally this thought became a planned action. Every way you could possibly think about endings one’s life had ran through my head. Then finally I had an Idea of how to accomplish my death: a note, a gun and I would be done, checking out of this life seemed more of a reality then life its self. Then I remembered as I was playing Halo one day a kid kindly rebuked me for saying the Lords name in vain. So, I said to myself that day it is either death or God must show himself real.
The morning of my plan to end it all went like this. I said to myself, God if you are real show up, if not, life is not worth living so I am done. I got on the bus that day heading to Mooresville High School, and I had a plan to ask all my teachers in class about God. With this being a public school they all danced around the question of God existence. In my young mind, I began to mock God and say, “See you’re not real”. After finishing up my day at school I came home with a plan to end it all. As I sat at the kitchen table pretending to do my math homework, I was thinking of the best place to kill myself. Asking myself, “Where would be the best place so they would not have to clean up such a mess?”. Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door that brought my attention back to reality. It was a Preacher. And at that moment, I knew God was real. Never in my life had a preacher showed up to my house, but that day was the divine moment I met Jesus Christ. After a couple of hours of this Preacher telling me that my sins have a punishment and that punishment is hell, I left the kitchen table, went to my room and cried out to God to save me. Since that day, I have forever been changed. Our motto here at the Boys home is this: God takes desperate, broken people and makes them beautiful.
The story above is about a long depression that started when I was young, it all started with the rejection of my earthly father. It took finding my heavenly Father to find true acceptance, this true acceptance is what changed a heart of stone into a heart of flesh. I also do not want people to think my father was a terrible man, he is not he just did not know how to be a dad. So, remember this your earthly family will always fail you, but if you fix your eyes on the North Start (Jesus) He can and will never fail you because He has always been, and His sheep hear His Calling. What a beautiful thing to walk in the unconditional Love of Christ.
How Bitterness Clouds Forgiveness
I know this word is a hard one because over the past 23 years I have lived in bitterness towards a dad that walked out on me when I was a young. I grew up poor and unwanted by the world standards, and learned to hate quick, because people would always say they were there for you then be gone in the next breath. Hate became so easy that I thought forgiveness was weakness. This becomes a mindset that takes control of you, and only can be overcome by the long-suffering grace of God.
Conviction of my bitterness came while I was sitting in the car with my wife and a young man. We were listing to a song called Bitter. This song opened with a voicemail of a father calling his son, and said “you don’t want your father to see you, you’re supposed to call me, you don’t like me anymore, call your father please”. At this moment, I turned it up and thought, “I’ve heard that voice mail 1000 times”, and I know the emotions and pains of calling back a father that left me. Then I took a deep breath and thought on this: if Jesus can forgive me of all my sins, why can’t I let this bitterness go? As the battle in my head began to go on, where my flesh would say. “You don’t have to walk in forgiveness because remember what he did to you? He walked out on you.” Then, all I could think about was how my heavenly Father will always be there for me and cannot walk out on me. This was a very comforting thought that dominated the flesh. This Bible verse came to mind: Eph 4:32 “Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ Forgave you.”