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November 19, 2012


A fantastic essay- “The room” by Brian Moore

June 28, 2009

The Room

An Essay about Heaven
By Brian Moore

17-year-old Brian Moore had only a short time to write something for a class. The subject was what Heaven was like. “I wowed ’em,” he later told his father, Bruce. “It’s a killer. It’s the bomb. It’s the best thing I ever wrote.” It also was the last. Brian’s parents had forgotten about the essay when a cousin found it while cleaning out the teenager’s locker at Teays Valley High School in Pickaway County. Brian had been dead only hours, but his parents desperately wanted every piece of his life near them, notes from classmates and teachers, his homework.Only two months before, he had handwritten the essay about encountering Jesus in a file room full of cards detailing every moment of the teen’s life. But it was only after Brian’s death that Beth and Bruce Moore realized that their son had described his view of heaven. It makes such an impact that people want to share it. You feel like you are there.” Mr. Moore said.

Brian Moore died May 27, 1997, the day after Memorial Day. He was driving home from a friend’s house when his car went off Bulen-Pierce Road in Pickaway County and struck a utility pole. He emerged from the wreck unharmed but stepped on a downed power line and was electrocuted. The Moores framed a copy of Brian’s essay and hung it among the family portraits in the living room. “I think God used him to make a point. I think we were meant to find it and make something out of it, ” Mrs. Moore said of the essay. She and her husband want to share their son’s vision of life after death. “I’m happy for Brian. I know he’s in heaven. I know I’ll see him.


Brian’s Essay: The Room…

In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features except for the one wall covered with small index card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endless in either direction, had very different headings. As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was one that read “Girls I have liked.” I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one. And then without being told, I knew exactly where I was. This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalog system for my life. Here were written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory couldn’t match.A sense of wonder and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching. A file named “Friends” was next to one marked “Friends I have betrayed.” The titles ranged from the mundane to the outright weird. “Books I Have Read,” “Lies I Have Told,” “Comfort I have Given,” “Jokes I Have Laughed at.” Some were almost hilarious in their exactness: “Things I’ve yelled at my brothers.” Others I couldn’t laugh at: “Things I Have Done in My Anger”, “Things I Have Muttered Under My Breath at My Parents.” I never ceased to be surprised by the contents. Often there were many more cards than I expected. Sometimes fewer than I hoped. I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life I had lived. Could it be possible that I had the time in my years to fill each of these thousands or even millions of cards? But each card confirmed this truth. Each was written in my own handwriting. Each signed with my signature.

When I pulled out the file marked “TV Shows I have watched ,” I realized the files grew to contain their contents. The cards were packed tightly, and yet after two or three yards, I hadn’t found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so much by the quality of shows but more by the vast time I knew that file represented. When I came to a file marked “Lustful Thoughts,” I felt a chill run through my body. I pulled the file out only an inch, not willing to test its size, and drew out a card. I shuddered at its detailed content. I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded. An almost animal rage broke on me. One thought led my mind: No one must ever see these cards! No one must ever see this room! I have to destroy them!” In insane frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didn’t matter now. I had to empty it and burn the cards. But as I took it at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I could not dislodge a single card. I became desperate and pulled out a card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it. Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its slot.

Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a long, self-pitying sigh. And then I saw it. The title bore “People I Have Shared the Gospel With.” The handle was brighter than those around it, newer, almost unused. I pulled on its handle and a small box not more than three inches long fell into my hands. I could count the cards it contained on one hand. And then the tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that they hurt. They started in my stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame, from the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shelves swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one must ever, ever know of this room. I must lock it up and hide the key.

But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him. No, please not Him. Not here. Oh, anyone but Jesus. I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards. I couldn’t bear to watch His response. And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw a sorrow deeper than my own. He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes. Why did He have to read every one? Finally He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me with pity in His eyes. But this was a pity that didn’t anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands and began to cry again. He walked over and put His arm around me. He could have said so many things. But He didn’t say a word. He just cried with me. Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room, He took out a file and, one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card. “No!” I shouted rushing to Him. All I could find to say was “No, no,” as I pulled the card from Him. His name shouldn’t be on these cards. But there it was, written in red so rich, so dark, so alive. The name of Jesus covered mine. It was written with His blood. He gently took the card back. He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the cards. I don’t think I’ll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side. He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, “It is finished.” I stood up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door. There were still cards to be written.

“I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.”- Phil. 4:13 “For God so loved the world that He gave His only son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life.” If you feel the same way forward it to as many people as you can so the love of Jesus will touch their lives also. My “People I shared the gospel with” file just got bigger, how about yours?

By Brian Moore



June 17, 2009

We may have a hard time believing in God’s forgiveness.We may think no one could possibly forgive us for all the horrible things we have done. Maybe we feel that  there i s no way our sins could be completly erased.

When we think of peoople we’ve hurt, perhaps these fears are well-founded.However, when it comes to the forgiveness of God, we need to keep in mind that His ways are higher than our ways.God has not punished us for our sins, nor does he deal with us as we deserve.Instead, he has removed our sin and rebelliousness as far as the east is from the west.(Ps103:10-12).God has said”Come now, let us reason together…Though your sins are like scarlet they shall be white as snow; though they are red as crimson, they shallbe like wool”Is1:18).”I -yes I alone- am the one who blots out your sins for my sake and will never think of them again”( Is43:25).

Feeling abandoned by God

June 13, 2009

Sometimes it seems as if God is not there when we pray.  We may feel forsaken because we have experienced some kind of loss or other crisis where we’ve had no support.  WE begin to doubt God’s love for us.  We question whether or not he truly hears our prayers. 

Maybe one reason we don’t hear God is that we don’t take time to listen.   We need to be still andbe quiet- so we can search our hearts for any sin that is present and confess it.  We also need to be silent and listen to Him and stop doing all the talking. 

Sometimes we feel abandoned when God asks us to give up something we really love.  Sometimes it is a person we love, but God has a different purpose for us.  This is the time to pray the difficult prayer, “Lord Your will be done.”  At such times we need to trust the wisdom of God and that He will give us  the grace so we can live with the results.

Sometimes God asks us to abandon what brings happiness to us only to find loneliness.  We are told in 2Cor 12:9 “My grace is sufficient for you.  My strength is made perfect in your weakness.”  When we abandon our feelings and desires to pursue the will of God, we move from our feelings of self love and protection and move towards divine love and worship.

This brings us to the transformation process Paul talks about in Rom 12:2. “…be transformed by the renewing of your mind.  Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is–his good, pleasing and perfect will.”

When we relinquish our own desires and submit to the Lord, this also tranforms us.  Paul says “I have been crucified with Christ; it is nolonger I who lives but Christ lives in me.” 

Dark periods will occur in ourlives when we feel forgotten by the Lord.  In such times we need to remember to continue to look to Him.  Listen to His voice, read the Word, and continue to worship and obey Him.

Remember that God acccomplihses good things during dark periods.  He’s always working out His perfect will.


June 10, 2009

Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved,clothe yourself with compassion,kindness, humility,gentleness and patience. Bear with each other and forgive whatever grievances you may have against one another. Forgive as the Lord forgave you.


” Because he loves me,” says the Lord,”I will rescue him;I will rescue him for he acknowledges my name. He will call upon me and I will answer him;I will be with him in trouble, I will deliver and honor him. With long life I will satisfy him and show him my salvation. PS 91:14-16


The Lord is myrock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock , in whom I take refuge. He is my shield and the horn of my salvation,my stringhold.–Ps18:2

Come to me all ye who are weary and burdened and I will give you rest.–MT11:28

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil,for you are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.–Ps23

A cure for the bad news blues (edited from discipleship journal)

June 4, 2009

1 Give thanks as a holy discipline. True gratitude involves the heart as well as the lips. But sometimes when our hearts our cold our words can be sparks that rekindle us again
2 Give thanks for small, ordinary things. It”s easy to lose sight -and become unappreciative -of blessings from God we recieve often and regularly.
3 Look for hidden blessings.Col4:2 says “be watchful and thankful”.
4 Thank Him especially amid adversity.God wants us to demonstrate trust in His care. 1Thess5:18says”Give thanks in all circumstances”.
5 Focus on God’s purposes in your life rather than fears and worries. Because of His perspective, Jesus could give thanks for a last supper that would establish a new covenant He had come to make possible.
6 Give your attention and care to others who are facing great difficulty. As you focus on the needs of others,your gratitude for God,s provision in your life will deepen.
7 Set aside time daily to express thanks to God Cultivate an “atitude of gratitude”.
8 Thank God pulicly and corperately.When we join with other believers we encourage one another.
9 Try a voluntary fast from something you take for granted. Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
10 .Keep a record of God’s faithfulness. “count your blessings”. Record them in a journal.
11 Show gratitude towards others. Make an effort to tell people you appreciate them.
12 Keep giving generously to those in need. Giving imitates God’s own graciousness and leads others to thank Him.

May 19, 2009

Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.HEB11:1)


May 15, 2009

  Wisdom is supreme; therefore get wisdom. Though it cost all you have, get understanding.(Pro.4:7)

 Most of the time when crises comes we get so caught up in the stress and become less focused on the Lord. We tend to go off in our own direction as we get wrapped in the cares of this world thinking we know what is best for us.Instead,we need to slow down and seek the Lord’s wisdom. It is one of the most valuable things the Lord offers us.

 Solomon asked the Lord for a discerning heart(1Kings3:9)

The book of James tell us that the Lord gives wisdom generously to all that ask(1:5 ) 

 The book of Proverbs says that whoever finds wisdom finds life”and recieves favor from the Lord.” But whoever fails to find wisdom “harms himself”.(pro8:35-36)

For wisdom is more precious than rubies, and nothing you desire can compare with her.(Pro.8:11)

Wisdom is something to be searched for ….like a priceless diamond.

The Source of Hope

May 10, 2009

HOPE  can be defined as thedesire for something good and the expectation of recieving it. Jesus Christ is the only genuine source of hope, because He alone knows what is best and has the sovereignty and power to secure its fulfillment.All other hopes are not firmly grounded because of circumstances beyond our control.                                                          

 Christ promises us the “living hope” of an imperishable inheritancein heaven.Everyday desires  will fade away, but our home in heaven is eternal. This is our ultimate security and anchor when the storms of life are severe.

How do we endure the trials right now when heaven is so far away and the pain of this life  has no relief? Hope anticipates a change of circumstances for the better.

The difficultis which cause us to losehope are the tools  the Lord uses to increase our faith and hope in Him.

(adapted from: In Touch)

Isaiah40:31 those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles;they will run and not be weary, they will walk and not faint.