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Blast from the Past

Going through my old books, papers and stuff. I am finding curious things. This particular one caught my attention and here it is:

Duties and Responsibilities Bring Results. Romans 12-15

Romans 12:1 I urge you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, to present your bodies a living and holy sacrifice, acceptable to God, {which is} your spiritual service of worship.

Presenting yourself to God results-> become a living, holy sacrifice that pleases Him.

Romans 12:2 And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what the will of God is, that which is good and acceptable and perfect.

Transformed by a renewed mind results-> able to discover and display the will of God.

Romans 12:6-8
6 And since we have gifts that differ according to the grace given to us, {let each exercise them accordingly} if prophecy, according to the proportion of his faith;
7 if service, in his serving; or he who teaches, in his teaching;
8 or he who exhorts, in his exhortation; he who gives, with liberality; he who leads, with diligence; he who shows mercy, with cheerfulness.

Grace and spiritual gifts bestowed by God results-> employ gifts as part of Christ's body

Romans 13:1 Let every person be in subjection to the governing authorities. For there is no authority except from God, and those which exist are established by God.

Obey civil law results-> Honor God.


Romans 13:8 Owe nothing to anyone except to love one another; for he who loves his neighbor has fulfilled {the} law.

Love others results-> fulfill God's Law

Romans 14:19 So then let us pursue the things which make for peace and the building up of one another.

Pursue peace results -> serving to edify all


Romans 15:5-6
5 Now may the God who gives perseverance and encouragement grant you to be of the same mind with one another according to Christ Jesus;
6 that with one accord you may with one voice glorify the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ.

Become like minded results -> Glorify God with others- unity with Him, through Him.



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