Video Sermons - Sit. Walk. Stand. - Watchman Nee on Ephesians - New Hope Christian Chapel

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  • If we aren't first seated in Christ, we can never walk in the Spirit, and we'll never be able to stand against the spiritual warfare we'll experience! These are the brilliant points that Watchman Nee makes so well in his book "Sit Walk Stand", which outlines the basic Christian life from the book of Ephesians. In this sermon Pastor Dave introduces us to the concepts of Nee's and these three important principles every Christian should know! (A sermon video by Pastor Dave Stratton, at New Hope Christian Chapel)

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  • @JASONCTRIPP
    @JASONCTRIPP ปีที่แล้ว +1

    Awesome

  • @kidkratoski3778
    @kidkratoski3778 11 หลายเดือนก่อน

    Very NEEDED...Thank you.

  • @pastorivanmark771
    @pastorivanmark771 4 ปีที่แล้ว +13

    Watchman Nee influenced my christian life ....so much that i am now an ordained pastor with 2 churches

  • @lucia7546
    @lucia7546 2 ปีที่แล้ว +2

    Wow.....I love Nee's teachings!
    Bible + Spitalul Man by watchman nee is every Christian provision for Christian success!

  • @PastorDorsey2705
    @PastorDorsey2705 3 ปีที่แล้ว +3

    Thank you Pastor powerful teaching, Respectfully ,Pastor Dorsey

  • @welidslaborera7327
    @welidslaborera7327 4 ปีที่แล้ว +3

    Beloved brother in Christ..

  • @leo11190
    @leo11190 2 ปีที่แล้ว +2

    Excellent study….. very well illustrated. Thank you so much🙏🏽♥️

  • @sew.8359
    @sew.8359 5 ปีที่แล้ว +4

    This is amazing stuff - God's spirit is upon this body of believers! Thank you for this!

  • @wojteklipinski5009
    @wojteklipinski5009 4 ปีที่แล้ว +4

    1 Let us contemplate the grape vine,
    From its life now let us learn,
    How its growth is fraught with suff’ring,
    Midst environment so stern;
    How unlike the untamed flowers
    Growing in the wilderness
    In a maze of wild confusion,
    Making patterns numberless.
    2 But the blossoms of the grape vine
    Without glory are and small;
    Though they do have some expression,
    They are hardly seen withal.
    But a day since they have flowered
    Into fruit the blooms have grown;
    Never may they wave corollas
    With luxuriant beauty shown.
    3 To a post the vine is fastened;
    Thus it cannot freely grow;
    When its branches are extended,
    To the trellis tied they go.
    To the stony soil committed,
    Drawing thence its food supply;
    It can never choose its own way,
    Or from difficulty fly.
    4 Oh, how beautiful its verdure,
    Which in spring spreads o’er the field.
    From life’s energy and fulness
    Growth abundant doth it yield.
    Till it’s full of tender branches
    Twining freely everywhere,
    Stretching ‘gainst the sky’s deep azure
    Tasting sweetly of the air.
    5 But the master of the vineyard
    Not in lenience doth abide,
    But with knife and pruning scissors
    Then would strip it of its pride.
    Caring not the vine is tender,
    But with deep, precision stroke
    All the pretty, excess branches
    From the vine are neatly broke.
    6 In this time of loss and ruin,
    Dare the vine self-pity show?
    Nay, it gives itself more fully
    To the one who wounds it so,
    To the hand that strips its branches,
    Till of beauty destitute,
    That its life may not be wasted,
    But preserved for bearing fruit.
    7 Into hard wood slowly hardens
    Every stump of bleeding shoot,
    Each remaining branch becoming
    Clusters of abundant fruit.
    Then, beneath the scorching sunshine,
    Leaves are dried and from it drop;
    Thus the fruit more richly ripens
    Till the harvest of the crop.
    8 Bowed beneath its fruitful burden,
    Loaded branches are brought low-
    Labor of its growth thru suff’ring
    Many a purposed, cutting blow.
    Now its fruit is fully ripened,
    Comforted the vine would be;
    But the harvest soon is coming,
    And its days of comfort flee.
    9 Hands will pick and feet will trample
    All the riches of the vine,
    Till from out the reddened wine-press
    Flows a river full of wine.
    All the day its flow continues,
    Bloody-red, without alloy,
    Gushing freely, richly, sweetly,
    Filling all the earth with joy.
    10 In appearance now the grape vine
    Barren is and pitiful;
    Having given all, it enters
    Into night inscrutable.
    No one offers to repay it
    For the cheering wine that’s drunk,
    But ‘tis stripped and cut e’en further
    To a bare and branchless trunk.
    11 Yet its wine throughout the winter
    Warmth and sweetness ever bears
    Unto those in coldness shiv’ring,
    Pressed with sorrow, pain, and cares.
    Yet without, alone, the grape vine
    Midst the ice and snow doth stand,
    Steadfastly its lot enduring,
    Though ‘tis hard to understand.
    12 Winter o’er, the vine prepareth
    Fruit again itself to bear;
    Budding forth and growing branches,
    Beauteous green again to wear;
    Never murmuring or complaining
    For the winter’s sore abuse,
    Or for all its loss desiring
    Its fresh off’ring to reduce.
    13 Breathing air, untainted, heavenly,
    As it lifts its arms on high,
    Earth’s impure, defiled affections
    Ne’er the vine may occupy.
    Facing sacrifice, yet smiling,
    And while love doth prune once more,
    Strokes it bears as if it never
    Suffered loss and pain before.
    14 From the branches of the grape vine
    Sap and blood and wine doth flow.
    Does the vine, for all it suffered,
    Lost, and yielded, poorer grow?
    Drunkards of the earth and wanderers,
    From it drink and merry make.
    From their pleasure and enjoyment
    Do they richer thereby wake?
    15 Not by gain our life is measured,
    But by what we’ve lost ‘tis scored;
    ’Tis not how much wine is drunken,
    But how much has been outpoured.
    For the strength of love e’er standeth
    In the sacrifice we bear;
    He who has the greatest suff’ring
    Ever has the most to share.
    16 He who treats himself severely
    Is the best for God to gain;
    He who hurts himself most dearly
    Most can comfort those in pain.
    He who suffering never beareth
    Is but empty “sounding brass”;
    He who self-life never spareth
    Has the joys which all surpass.
    Hymn 635 watchman Nee

    • @6et6stude
      @6et6stude ปีที่แล้ว

      What book is that in?

  • @josephcharles6841
    @josephcharles6841 3 ปีที่แล้ว

    I realy.shear.this.truth with.you.concerning.watchman Nee.

  • @annigard8
    @annigard8 3 ปีที่แล้ว +2

    Thank you so much for first, doing a study on this teaching & second, making this public on TH-cam. I'm fortunate to be receiving teaching & over the phone bible study from Armana Trust. They teach what Watchman Nee taught & do online studies. It's a fantastic spirit led ministry. The book 'Sit, stand, walk, is also on audio on TH-cam so this video series is great to listen side by side. I'm also fortunate to be in a church bible study group of mature Christians who are familiar with Watchman Nee. I'm sure it is the Lords will having Watchman Nee's teaching come from so many angles in my life. So thank you for providing such a rich teaching based on truth. I'm truly blessed.

  • @janetbrooks6487
    @janetbrooks6487 6 ปีที่แล้ว +3

    Wonderful and thank you!

  • @ramani911
    @ramani911 6 ปีที่แล้ว +1

    Awesome sermon! God bless you

  • @leo11190
    @leo11190 2 ปีที่แล้ว +1

    I would love to know what examples were shared…. I couldn’t hear them.