Nameless, Faceless Love


Venturing out from behind our Four Walls to a place at first unfamiliar to us, we found our Saviour waiting among the lost, inviting us to join Him in the Journey.
We offer no names and no faces.
Only His.
Nameless, Faceless Love.



Nameless, Faceless Love's authors live on every populated continent of the world, remaining nameless and faceless so that God might receive any and all of the glory.

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Parts of the Whole

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It is nothing like we initially thought it would be, is it? It is not as we were taught, but it is exactly as God's Word tells us.

It is not something that we can grasp at once. He must use His Word to lead us as a lamp unto our feet so that we may take one step at a time.

It is not something that we were ready for. It is something that He has been and will continue to prepare us for as we continue to listen and obey in spite of the seeming "foolishness" of it all.

We have seen parts, and parts of the whole. Others have seen other parts, and other parts of the whole. We each have a piece, and if we humbly recognize that and come together to ask God to fit those pieces together as He sees them, we will become a living component of the heart of God for this day.

As we have seen what He has shown us, our hearts have come to begin beating with His. As we come together with parts of the whole that sometimes seem radically different from one another and ask Him to converge what He has given each of us, our hearts will all begin to beat as one.

A school of fish, a flock of birds. Moving as one. Not identical to one another, but formed in His image, and one with Him and each other like never before.

This thing of the seemingly different parts of the whole that exist is an important issue for us all to prayerfully consider in this season.

If we agreed to meet one another in Dallas, Texas, and one came from Louisiana and the other from New Mexico, we would come with different visions of our arrival and, thus, of the whole.

The one who came from the east might say, "Did you see the beautiful skyline of Dallas majestically jutting into the sky?"

The other would respond, "What do you mean? I saw no majestic skyline. I saw the endless corrals of plenty, filled with cattle to feed the world."

Differing parts of the whole, but accurately representative of the whole.

We can't see the whole. Now we see in part. But as we come together, respecting God and one another in understanding the spiritual principle behind the example above, we will see Him reveal "a whole" that individual eye has not seen, nor exclusive ear heard, nor single heart of man fully imagined.



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Friday, March 23, 2007

Refiner's Fire

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"He will sit as a refiner and purifier of silver."
Malachi 3:3






This verse puzzled some women in a Bible study and they wondered what this statement meant about the character and nature of God.

One of the women offered to find out the process of refining silver and get back to the group at their next Bible Study.

That week, the woman called a silversmith and made an appointment to watch him at work. She didn't mention anything about the reason for her interest beyond her curiosity about the process of refining Silver.

As she watched the silversmith, he held a piece of silver over the fire and let it heat up. He explained that in refining silver, one needed to hold the silver in the middle of the fire where the flames were hottest as to burn away all the impurities.

The woman thought about God holding us in such a hot spot; then she thought again about the verse that says: "He sits as a refiner and purifier of silver." She asked the silversmith if it was true that he had to sit there in front of the fire the whole time the silver was being refined.

The man answered that yes, he not only had to sit there holding the silver, but he had to keep his eyes on the silver the entire time it was in the fire. If the silver was left a moment too long in the flames, it would be destroyed.

The woman was silent for a moment. Then she asked the silversmith, "How do you know when the silver is fully refined?"

He smiled at her and answered, "Oh, that's easy -- when I see my image in it."

If today you are feeling the heat of the fire, remember that God has his eye on you and will keep watching you until He sees His image in you.



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Thursday, March 15, 2007

Nothing Left Unsaid

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My Dad passed away in 1994, but left an indelible impression upon everyone he met. I remember that he spoke of Christ in a way that I hadn't heard others speak of Him. He was familiar with Him. He had a living, breathing, growing relationship with Jesus.


Many other people that I met as a boy had religion or church, but my Dad had been given a new life about which he was thrilled, and he would tell you so.

My Dad was strong, yet gentle. He was easy-going, but deep. He was simple, but profoundly wise.

My Dad and I were aware of it when we had our last conversation before his passing. He had told me that it was imminent, and so we shared our love with one another one more time.

I remember that at one point during the conversation there was a pause, and I had a dramatic revelation. There was a pause because my Dad and I had spoken all the words that we were supposed to speak to each other in this life.

What a gift I was given in that regard. There was nothing left unsaid or undone between my Dad and I. It was all out there, spoken, shared, experienced. I miss him. But I have never felt that there was something that I wish I could go back and say to him. And I realize that this is a tremendous blessing from God.

So we paused, knowing that the end of the words had come, and our parting was at hand. And then he spoke his last words to me. I knew they would be the last words of a life unrivaled in my eyes, words with which he specifically wanted to leave me.

"Son?," he said.

"Yes, Dad?"

"Walk with Jesus, son."

"I will, Dad."

"I'll see you there, son."

And so concluded all the words.

My Dad had told me while he was still living that if I was to ever wonder how I could best honor his memory, that it would be by seeking to live the things that he had taught me.

I'm giving it my best, Dad.

I'll see you there.


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When I was spiritually weak, and lost, and afraid and unable, my Dad carried me, just like the Dad in this video.






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