NCL Radio

The Chapel @ Somerset hosts a weekly radio broadcast called 'The Normal Christian Life." The broadcast is designed to discover God's perspective on normal Christian living. 


This is a very simple, yet deeply meaningful Bible study. Some have referred to the broadcast as "expository preaching." We are currently going through the book of Mark. 


We believe the Bible contains the words of eternal life and that every word (cover to cover) is God breathed. We study God's word to gain knowledge, but more importantly, we study the Bible to discover how we ought to live as followers of Jesus. We search the Holy Scriptures not to be puffed up with knowledge, but to simply learn how to live a life that pleases Him.


Our prayer is that, by listening, you will be encouraged in your walk of faith. The Normal Christian Life airs every Sunday at 12:30 pm on WYGE 92.3 FM in London, KY. You can also listen online at your own convenience @ www.nclradio.com .


May God bless you as you do your best to live the normal Christian life.

Persecution Report

Revival Hymn

Athirst For God Himself

"In this hour of all-but-universal darkness one cheering gleam appears: within the fold of conservative Christianity there are to be found increasing numbers of persons whose religious lives are marked by a growing hunger after God Himself. They are eager for spiritual realities and will not be put off with words, nor will they be content with correct "interpretations" of truth. They are athirst for God, and they will not be satisfied till they have drunk deep at the Fountain of Living Water."


A.W. Tozer (1897 - 1963)

Does It Hurt To Be Real?

Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real."



"Does it hurt?" asked the Rabbit. "Sometimes," said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. "When you are Real you don't mind being hurt."



"Does it happen all at once, like being wound up," he asked, "or bit by bit?"



"It doesn't happen all at once," said the Skin Horse. "You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept.

Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."

Something to ponder from "The Velveteen Rabbit"

The Story Behind ~ Come Thou Fount

Robert Robinson was born of lowly parents in Swaffham, Norfolk, England, on September 27, 1735. His father died when Robert was eight, and at the age of fourteen he was sent by his mother to London to learn the barbering trade. He was then associated with notorious gang of hoodlums and had lived a morally corrupt life. One day, Robinson together with his gang went to a meeting where George Whitefield was preaching. At first, they were there for the purpose of "scoffing at the poor, deluded Methodists," but he was converted to Christ that day. Years after, he sensed that God's calling him to preach and enter the ministry of the Methodist church. After some time, he left for Cambridge and became a Baptist pastor; an able theologian through his writings of many theological works as well as several hymns. 

Come, Thou Fount was written by Robinson when he was 23 years old. The interesting expression, however, is contained in the second stanza which says, "Here I raise mine Ebenezer-Hither by Thy help I'm come." This language is taken from 1Samuel 7:12, where the Ebenezer is a symbol of God's faithfulness. An expression in the third verse, "prone to wander-Lord, I feel it-Prone to leave the God I love," seems to have been prophetic of Robinson's later years, as once again his life became characterized by lapses into sin, unstableness. 

The story is told that Robinson was one day riding a stagecoach when he noticed a woman deeply engrossed with a hymn book. During an ensuing conversation the lady turned to Robinson and asked what he thought of the hymn she was humming. Robinson burst into tears and said, "Madam, I am the poor unhappy man who wrote that hymn many years ago, and I would give a thousand worlds, if I had them, to enjoy the feelings I had then."

Love Came Down

Why Do You Do What You Do?

A New Day