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Members: Cast your vote now for OCF Council

by OCF Council elections for the Class of 2016 are open 1 September through 29 September. Eligible OCF members are encouraged to vote in the election. Members qualified to vote will need their voting ID (your OCF membership number, found on the address label of your September COMMAND magazine) and voting password (your ZIP code). Vote for as many as five candidates. Members who cannot/prefer not to vote online can contact Susan Wallis at the OCF home office for a hard copy ballot: (800) 424-1984 or [email protected]. Read more about each candidate below (listed in alphabetical order), or click here […]

I Only See Green

[…]who you are and where you’re going. You’re probably saying to yourself that it sure seems that whites get promoted faster and that minorities have a better chance at scholarships. Well, as my wife says, you can’t battle racism with more racism. The Bible repeatedly says that Christ is the head of the church and we are the body. When I picture this body I don’t see a black arm, a brown leg and a white chest. I see a united group of believers praising their Lord Jesus Christ. We Christians need to set an example for non-believers to follow. […]

Implicit Trust

[…]I need only accept it, settled forever those holy demands. Saved, redeemed by his blood, washed white as the snow by the Lamb, No longer by sin and its wages caught, His child now forever I am. The closing verses refer to that marvelous passage in Isaiah, “Come now and let us reason together, saith the Lord, though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow, though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool” (Isa. 1:18). Simple faith and trust in the Master’s Word brings eternal salvation, forgiveness of sins and life everlasting […]

Six Generations: 2

[…]to report and the room number. It was time. With shoes highly spit-shined, a starch-stiff pair of white cadet trousers under a full dress gray coat–brass buttons shined to perfection–and crossed white parade belt with brass plate in the center of his chest, I was ready for the worst, most scrutinizing inspection imaginable…a Special Inspection by a First Classman–my company commander! Knocking on the door, I could almost hear my knees knocking at the same time. I was nervous and sweating profusely against the high, stiff color of my parade jacket. What was about to happen? He guessed it couldn’t […]
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