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Too late

November 9, 2009

Air France’s Concorde crashed shortly after take-off from Paris’ CDG airport in July 2000.

As the investigators sought to discover the reason for the accident, they scoured the tapes of the pilot’s conversations with the control tower. His last words, as he fought to save his stricken aircraft were, ‘Too late.'”

Many will say with regret when they meet King Jesus on Judgement Day, ‘Too late’. Too late to repent; too late to receive the free gift of salvation; too late to believe; too late to do anything to avert destruction.

Amy Carmichael’s Vision

September 10, 2009

Amy Carmichael was a missionary to India, and one night in a village in India she wrote these words. Listen carefully: “I could not go asleep. So I lay awake and looked; and I saw, as it seemed, this: that I stood on a grassy sward and at my feet a precipice broke sheer down into infinite space. Back I drew, dizzy at the depth. Then I saw people moving single file along the grass. They were making for the edge. There was a woman with a baby in her arms and another little child holding onto her dress. She was on the very verge. Then I saw that she was blind. She lifted her foot for the next step – it trod air. Oh, the cry as they went over!

“Then I saw more streams of people from all parts. They were blind, stone-blind; all made straight for the precipice edge. There were shrieks as they suddenly knew themselves falling, and a tossing up of helpless arms, clutching at empty air. Then I saw that along the edge there were sentries set at intervals. But the intervals were far too great; they were wide, there were unguarded gaps between. And over these gaps the people fell in their blindness, quite unwarned, and the gulf yawned like the mouth of hell.

“Then I saw, like a little picture of peace, a group of people under some trees, with their back to the gulf. They were making daisy-chains. There was another group. It was made up of people whose great desire was to get more sentries; but they found that very few wanted to go. Once a girl stood alone in her place, waving the people back; but her mother and other relatives called, and reminded her that her furlough was due. Being tired and needing a change she had to go and rest for a while; but no one was sent to guard her gap, and over and over the people fell, like a waterfall of souls.

“Once a child caught a tuft of grass that grew on the very brink of the gulf; it clung convulsively and it called, but nobody seemed to hear. Then the roots of grass gave way, and with a cry the child went over. And the girl who longed to be back in the gap thought she heard the little one cry and she sprang up and wanted to go, at which they reproved her; and then sang a hymn. Then through the hymn the pain of a million broken hearts rung out in one full drop, one sob. It was the Cry of Blood”.

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Urgent Response sometimes necessary

September 1, 2009

Shortly after midday on Saturday 6th December 1941, in the US Navy’s Cryptographic Dept. in Washington, a member of staff, Mrs Dorothy Edgers, translated a secret diplomatic message. It was sent from Tokyo four hours earlier to Consul-General Kita in Honolulu telling Kita that he must send regular reports of all ship movements, berthing positions and torpedo netting at Pearl Harbour.  She presented her translation to the chief of the translation dept., lt. Commander Alvin Kramer who told her: “We’ll get back to this on Monday.’ Monday was the 8th Dec. 1941

Martin Gilbert, WWII