My testimony - On March 8,1978 I accepted the LORD as my Saviour.
Through watching the Jack VanImpe Crusades in Hawaii on TV during Christmas of 1977
- I wrote him and he wrote back and directed me to a little Baptist
Church in our town. I wrote a letter to that Pastor and asked if they could come over and talk with me.
On a WED, March 8th the Pastor and his wife came over and led me to the LORD.
That evening I went to church with them and was baptized.
BAPTISM has nothing to do with SAVING GRACE of Christ - it is only a Picture of His death, Burial and Resurrection.
Since then I have tried to serve Him to the best of my ability. He called me to be a teacher in 1979,
which this year will be my 22nd year of teaching. I taught 8 years in a Christian School and this is our 14th for HOME SCHOOLING.
I am so grateful for the LORD's intercedes.
THIS PAGE IS DEDICATED TO THE LORD OUR SHEPHERD AND REDEEMER!!!!
Watch The Lamb
Ray Boltz
Walking on the road to Jerusalem
The time had come to sacrifice again
My two small sons they walked beside me on the road
The reason that they came was to watch the lamb
Daddy, daddy what will we see there
There’s so much we don’t understand
So I told them of Moses and Father Abraham
And then I said dear children watch the lamb
For there will be so many in Jerusalem today
We must be sure the lamb doesn’t run away
And I told them of Moses and Father Abraham
And then I said dear children watch the lamb
When we reached the city, I knew something must be wrong
There were no joyful worshippers no joyful worship songs
I stood there with my children in the midst of angry men
And then I heard the crowd cry out crucify him
We tried to leave the city but we could not get away
Forced to play in this drama a part I did not wish to play
Why upon this day were men condemned to die
Why were we standing here where soon they would pass by
I looked and said even now they come
The first one cried for mercy, the people gave him none
The second one was violent, he was arrogant and loud
I still can hear his angry voice screaming at the crowd
Then someone said there’s Jesus and I scarced believed my eyes
A man so badly beaten He barely looked alive
Blood poured from his body from the thorns upon his brow
Running down the cross and falling to the ground
I watched Him as He struggled I watched Him as He fell
The cross came down upon His back, the crowd began to yell
In that moment I felt such agony in that moment I felt such loss
Until a Roman soldier grabbed my arm and screamed “you carry his cross”
At first I tried to resist him then his hand reached for his sword
And so I knelt and took the cross from the Lord
I placed it on my shoulder and started down the street
The blood that He’d been shedding was running down my cheek
They led us to Golgotha they drove nails deep in His feet and hands
And yet upon the cross I heard Him pray “Father forgive them”
Oh never have I seen such love in any other eyes
“Into my hands I commit My spirit” He prayed and then He died
I stood for what seemed like years I’d lost all sense of time
Until I felt two tiny hands holding tight to mine
My children stood there weeping I heard the oldest say
Father please forgive us the lamb ran away
Daddy, daddy what have we seen here
There’s so much we don’t understand
So I took the in my arms and we turned and faced the cross
And then I said dear children
Watch the Lamb
"WATCH THE LAMB"
