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“September 11,2011 Bulletin”

September 12th, 2011

“New Requests: Greg Moore Family, Doug Caseman Family

 Continuing Requests: Jason Cox,  John McLaughlin, Barbara Perry, Sherry Bentley Caudill, Kyle McCane, Jenny Jones.

 Cancer Patients:  Lanny Cooper,  Earl Cooper, Maurice Kennedy, Joe Hewlett, William Jordan,  Paul Roberts,  Stacy Pingleton.

 Elderly and Shut Ins: Maxine Soards, Carrie Edington, Helen Dixon, Ina Hurst, Sammy Ginn, Gardena Ginn,  Flora Wells, Charles Riley,  Donald Lykins,Sr.,  Lance O’Cull,  Joe Hardy,  Emma Jordan, Wilson Moore, Malcolm Roe, Mary Swearingen. Our Troops, Unspoken Needs, Missionaries, the “Lost”, the Emotionally, Physically and Spiritually Troubled”.

Birthday’s : September 15 —John Cordle, —Brandon Walker.

Reminders- Sunday night Bible Study—-Acts 11

GRANDPARENTS
Grandparents are special people
with wisdom and pride.
They are always offering love and kindness
and are always there to guide.
They often make you feel
so confident and strong.
Their arms are always open
no matter what you did wrong.
They try to help out
in every way they can.
They love all their grandchildren
the same whether you’re a child, woman or man.
They are always there to listen and to lend a helping hand.
They show you respect and they try to understand.
They give their love, devotion and so much more,
that’s easy to see.
Grandparents, what perfect examples
of the kind of person that we should be.
~Stacy Smith~

Meet Me In The Stairwell

‘MEET ME IN THE STAIRWELL’ – Tribute to 911

You say you will never forget where you were when you heard the news On September 11, 2001. Neither will I.

I was on the 110th floor in a smoke filled room with a man who called his wife to say ‘Good-Bye.’ I held his fingers steady as he dialed. I gave him the peace to say, ‘Honey, I am not going to make it, but it is OK..I am ready to go.’

I was with his wife when he called as she fed breakfast to their children. I held her up as she tried to understand his words and as she realized he wasn’t coming home that night.

I was in the stairwell of the 23rd floor when a woman cried out to Me for help. ‘I have been knocking on the door of your heart for 50 years!’ I said. ‘Of course I will show you the way home – only believe in Me now.’

I was at the base of the building with the Priest ministering to the injured and devastated souls. I took him home to tend to his Flock in Heaven. He heard my voice and answered.

I was on all four of those planes, in every seat, with every prayer. I was with the crew as they were overtaken. I was in the very hearts of the believers there, comforting and assuring them that their faith has saved them.

I was in Texas , Virginia , California , Michigan , Afghanistan . I was standing next to you when you heard the terrible news. Did you sense Me?

I want you to know that I saw every face. I knew every name – though not all know Me. Some met Me for the first time on the 86th floor.

Some sought Me with their last breath. Some couldn’t hear Me calling to them through the smoke and flames; ‘Come to Me… this way… take my hand.’ Some chose, for the final time, to ignore Me. But, I was there.

I did not place you in the Tower that day. You may not know why, but I do. However, if you were there in that explosive moment in time, would you have reached for Me?

Sept. 11, 2001, was not the end of the journey for you. But someday your journey will end. And I will be there for you as well. Seek Me now while I may be found. Then, at any moment, you know you are ‘ready to go.’

I will be in the stairwell of your final moments.

<< God>>

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April 17, 2011 Bulletin

April 18th, 2011

Prayer Request

New Requests:   Bonnie Ferguson Family,  Doug Hester,  Charlie Thompson

Continuing Requests:  Richard Vergne,  Steve Hampton,  Joyce Hampton,  Terri Howard,  Steve Applegate,  Lance O’Cull

Cancer Patients:  Tammy Doyle,  Deena Taylor,  Lanny Cooper,  Jay Iery,  Earl Cooper,    David Howard,  Maurice Kennedy,  Chief Little,  Alexandra Mason,    Randy Bartee,  Doug Caseman,  Ruth Hurst,   Sue Calvert

Elderly and Shut Ins:  Maxine Soards,  Carrie Edington,  Helen Dixon,  Ina Hurst,   Leland Roberts,  Sammy Ginn, Gardena Ginn,  Don McCann,  Malcolm Roe,   Flora Wells,  Delores Pepoon,  Charles Riley

Our Troops, Unspoken Needs, Missionaries, the “Lost”, the Emotionally, Physically and Spiritually Troubled

Reminders

Sunday Night Bible Study—Genesis 26
Easter Egg Hunt after church next Sunday
Bring in napkins for camp by May 15

 

T.G.I.F. (Easter version!)

“T.G.I.F.,” under normal circumstances, means “Thank God, it’s Friday!” – we smile, relax and look forward to a much-needed weekend break. Well, today is Friday, but it’s no “normal” Friday – it is Good Friday, the day we commemorate our Lord’s death on the Cross. Let us acknowledge THIS day–with holy awareness and heart-felt thanksgiving…
For it’s Friday…and He’s faithful! It’s Friday…and He’s forgiving! It’s Friday…and He’s my Friend! All because of the Cross; all because on that momentous day in history when He defeated sin, death and hell forevermore. Our Lord came face to face with His foe–and ours. He has “bruised the serpent’s head” and He’s become our conquering King! We can shout today, wherever we are and wherever we go, Thank God, It Is Finished!

What does that mean to ME this day? The finished work on Calvary frames the portrait of my life. And as I live within its boundaries, I am “free, yes, free indeed!” When Satan, the accuser of the brethren, rears his ugly head in my face, I can say, “Devil, it’s Friday, and He’s faithful! It’s Friday, and I’m forgiven! It’s Friday and my Friend has set me free! It’s Friday–and IT IS FINISHED! T.G.I.F.!! Believe it–and have a wonderful day!

 

Wet Blankets/Joyless religion: Luke 15:21-32

The tragic story was going to have a happy ending after all. The prodigal son returned home, repentant. A celebration was called for. Jesus says that a homecoming banquet was being arranged. It was a time for rejoicing in the life of a family whose wayward son had come home.

But then, just as the festivities were getting under way, the older brother of the prodigal son arrives to play the ignoble part of the wet blanket (an image of being less than enthusiastic; it comes from fire fighting use where a wet blanket effectively quells small fires).

Unwilling to forgive his brother and jealous of the attention being showered on his sibling, this older brother feels he is owed some kind of payment for his ethical and moral stability and superiority. To those listening to the story unfold, that happy ending now begins to turn sour.

There is a reason, of course, why Jesus includes the part of the older brother in the story of the prodigal son. He includes this wet blanket to do far more than add interest to the story. There is scarcely a fault more common than jealousy or the begrudging of good to those we deem less deserving than we think we are. It is entirely possible that the story of this elder brother is a mirror in which we will discover ourselves.

Among the many lessons to be learned from the story of the prodigal son is the one that it is not enough merely to have “stayed with the supplies” (a phrase from 1 Samuel 25:13 and 1 Samuel 30:24 ). The attitude with which you did it counts as well. As always, Jesus is honing in on attitudes as much or more than actions.

When forgiveness is based on repentance, there just ought not to be any wet blankets in the church. We must be willing to accept as brothers all those who repent and receive God’s forgiveness. And we must do so joyfully, unless we want to find ourselves in the place of the older brother.

 

April 03 2011 Bulletin

April 3rd, 2011

Prayer Request

New Requests:   Emily Clark,  Rusty & Missy Liles

Continuing Requests:  Lance O’Cull,  Jim Bob Osman,  John Warren

Cancer Patients:  Tammy Doyle,  Deena Taylor,  Lanny Cooper,  Jay Iery,  Earl Cooper,   David Howard,  Justin Brown,  Maurice Kennedy,  Chief Little,  Alexandra Mason,  Randy Bartee,  Doug Caseman,  Ruth Hurst

Elderly and Shut Ins:  Maxine Soards,  Carrie Edington,  Helen Dixon,  Ina Hurst,
Leland Roberts,  Sammy Ginn,  Gardena Ginn,  Don McCann,  Malcolm Roe,
Flora Wells,  Delores Pepoon,  Charles Riley,  Jane Swearingen,  Bonnie Ferguson

Our Troops, Unspoken Needs, Missionaries, the “Lost”, the Emotionally,  Physically and Spiritually Troubled

Birthdays

April 10 – Chuck McCann
April 10 – Eric McCann

REMINDERS

Sunday Night Bible Study—Genesis 22
Bring in napkins for camp by May 15

 

We Praise You Lord

We bow down to You Lord and praise Your name.
Because of Your love, our Savior came.
He was crucified and He died on the cross,
to save all those in this world who are lost.
Without Your love and Your gift of grace,
there would be no hope for the human race.
You planned this long before creation began.
It was the most wonderful part of your plan.
You knew man would be a sinful creature.
You sent Your Son to become man’s teacher.
He was the sacrifice for Your gift of salvation,
offered first to Your chosen, then the Gentile nations.
He was a simple man and He lived a sinless life.
Not unlike us, He faced rejection and strife.
He was gentle and kind and was a humble soul.
His earthly life fulfilled all prophecies foretold.
He cured the sick and gave sight to the blind.
He cast out demons from tormented minds.
He cleansed the lepers and raised the dead.
With just five loaves, many thousands He fed.
By His life, He taught us how we should be living.
We should be loving, kind, patient and forgiving.
Jesus’ mission on earth was to save the sinners.
By our faith and belief, we all become winners.

 

It Must Be Settled Tonight

The burly miner blinked as he left the dark interior of the coal mine. Stopping at a faucet near the mine entrance, he washed the worst of the grime from his face and hands, then headed towards his home on the outskirts of the village. As he trudged along the dusty lane, he passed the open door of a little church. Inside, a small crowd listened intently as an energetic man gesticulated from the pulpit.

Interested, the miner stepped to the door.. “Absolute surrender is what we must have,” the minister was saying. “Are you willing to surrender yourself absolutely into His hand? If not, you are not ready to meet your God.” The minister paced back and forth on the platform. “We do not know how much longer our earthly probation will last. Tonight you are living; tomorrow may be too late. Ask yourself, I beg of you, ‘Am I ready to meet the Lord?’”

The miner, touched to the quick, slipped into the back pew. I am not ready to meet God, he thought. I have lived a careless, godless life. How can I make peace with Him? The meeting ended, and the people filed out. Still the miner remained in the pew, his head in his hands.
Finally, the minister touched him on the shoulder. “Brother, are you ready to meet the Lord?”

Blindly, the miner shook his head. “I know I am not. Oh, help me find peace!”
An hour passed as the minister shared the plan of salvation; yet something held the miner back from full surrender.

“It’s getting late,” the minister finally said. “Go home, and continue to seek the Lord.”
The miner shook his head.”Stay with me a little longer; it must be settled tonight.”
Once again the minister explained the way of salvation and prayed, but in vain. Another hour passed.

“You must go home,” the minister told him. “It’s late, and I cannot make it any clearer.”
“It must be settled tonight,” the miner repeated,his eyes burning with earnestness.
“Then we shall stay here together,” the minister agreed. Once more he spoke of Jesus, and shared promise after promise. Once more he prayed, but in vain. “I must go,” the minister finally said. “It will soon be morning. Go home, and return tomorrow night. Maybe then you will find peace.”

“Sir, I cannot leave this place until I find peace.”
The poor man’s voice trembled. “Tomorrow may be too late. It must be settled tonight.”
The minister could not resist his appeal. “By the help of God.” he said, “it shall be settled tonight.”

Again he explained the steps of conversion; again he prayed. As he spoke, the miner broke into sobs and tears, and at last the light pierced his darkness.
“I see it!” he cried. “I give myself absolutely to God, to His will, to do only what He wants. It is settled. Praise His name, it is settled!” The two men knelt again, but this time to thank God for bringing light to a sinner’s soul.

The next morning the miner went to work as usual. During the day he was sent to a distant part of the mine to fetch some tools. When he did not return, his fellow workers went to look for him. They found that the mine walls had caved in on him, and he was buried in the debris. Working with pick and shovel, they began to dig.

Finally, from the fragments of rock and rubbish and stone which hid him from sight, came a faint sound: “Tonight  -  would have been  -  too late. Thank God  -  it was settled  -  last night!”

- Am I ready to meet the Lord? -

March 27 2011 Bulletin

March 28th, 2011

Prayer Request

New Prayer Requests:   John Warren,   Helen Ginn Family,   Maxine Craft Family

Continuing Prayer Requests:  Lance O’Cull,   Jim Bob Osman,   Sadie Brown

Cancer Patients:   Tammy Doyle,  Deena Taylor,  Lanny Cooper,  Jay Iery,  Earl Cooper,   David Howard,  Justin Brown,  Maurice Kennedy,  Chief Little,  Alexandra Mason,   Randy Bartee,  Doug Caseman,  Ruth Hurst

Elderly and Shut Ins:   Maxine Soards,  Carrie Edington,  Helen Dixon,  Ina Hurst,
Leland Roberts,  Sammy Ginn,  Gardena Ginn,  Don McCann,  Malcolm Roe,  Flora Wells, Delores Pepoon,  Charles Riley,  Debbie Kegley,  Jane Swearingen,  Emmy
Hamilton,  Bonnie Ferguson

Our Troops, Unspoken Needs, Missionaries, the “Lost”, the Emotionally,  Physically and Spiritually Troubled

 

Birthdays/Anniversary

March 28 – Tom Cox
March 29 – Jack & Shirley McCann
March 30 – Greg & Jenny Sullivan

 

A Good Samaritan Today

A certain man while walking along a highway was attacked by some thieves, who beat him terribly and robbed him. Then they left him wounded and bleeding along the side of the road. 

By chance there came a charismatic Catholic and a reformed Jew walking along that way. When they saw the man, they passed by on the other side. Likewise, a bible-toting Baptist, a proud to be “full-Gospel” Pentecostal, a “word-walking” plain-old Protestant, and even a couple of New Age Unitarian Universal existentialists happened along, while on their way to an inter-faith community leaders conference. As each one in turn came upon the man and saw him lying helplessly beside the highway, all passed by on the other side.

However, a certain Samaritan as he was walking came to where the injured man was, and when he saw him he had compassion on him. Being on foot and without any means or provisions to render aid, the Samaritan ran two miles to the nearest public telephone and hurriedly dialed 911.

Because funding for the police, paramedic and fire rescue services had all been drastically cut, being woefully under-staffed there was no unit available to send, especially not to such an out-of-the-way place. The emergency dispatcher immediately gave the sympathetic Samaritan a referral list of private ambulance companies to contact.

One-by-one the Samaritan called each of the ambulance companies, but all required a cash deposit prior to actual transport of the patient, which they would be happy to charge to the “financially responsible party” on any valid American Express, MasterCharge or Visa Card. In lieu of a cash deposit, only a limited number of health insurance plans were accepted, providing they could obtain prior authorization from the health care provider for ambulance services (but no HMO’s or PPO’s).

In vain, the Samaritan tried to explain that the thieves had stripped the man naked and left him penniless without his wallet; there was no way to show proof of health care coverage even if he had any! The Samaritan was praised and verbally applauded for his valiant efforts to act as an advocate on the injured man’s behalf, but since he was unable to secure the required deposit, he was politely refused service. The Samaritan was told not to worry himself any more about the victimized man. Someone else has probably already come along and, seeing the man’s plight, provided assistance.

Not to be thwarted in his effort to get help for the badly injured and hopelessly stranded stranger, the Samaritan hurried off in the direction of the nearest town. With an air of expectancy he entered the first establishment he found, which was a “rental-car” agency. Although all he wanted to do was get the fallen traveler into town as quickly as possible, as soon as the rental car clerk learned why the Samaritan wanted to rent one of their cars, he immediately turned the Samaritan away citing the regulatory terms of the “liability coverage” on their entire fleet, which strictly prohibited the use of any of their vehicles to transport the handicapped or disabled. Their insurance contract also prohibited use of rental vehicles for commuter transport or car pools.

Even though the Samaritan patiently explained that none of these exclusions were applicable in this case, the apprehensive desk clerk insisted there was nothing he could do. According to company policy the matter required the approval of the office manager, who would not be available until the following Monday morning; but if he’d like to leave his name and number, he would ask the manager to get back to him as soon as possible.

Seeing that any further attempt to reason with the clerk would be futile, the Samaritan sighed deeply to himself as he left the rental agency and hurried down the street to the local drug store to buy some first aid items with which he could temporarily treat the bleeding man’s wounds. Once he finally reached the register, to his utter dismay, the Samaritan was astonished to learn that without a major credit card or bank check guarantee card, (regardless of how urgent the circumstances were) without proper identification, the drugstore clerk (according to their store policy) steadfastly refused to accept his out-of-town check. The Samaritan could not even purchase necessary bandages or ointment for the injured man’s wounds. In desperation the Samaritan traded his coat with the merchant for a box of Band-Aids and some antiseptic swabs.

It was with a heavy heart that the Samaritan began his return journey on foot. The irony served to reinforce his determination to get back to the helpless man.

On his way through town the Samaritan spotted a congenial looking community church. Thank God, he thought as hope sprang up in his heart. Here he knew he would find “like-minded people” who would lend a helping hand. The Samaritan hurried up the steps and knocked on the office door. With the pastor’s help and the church’s van, he thought, we’ll be able to get to the injured man before dark!

In the pastor’s comfortable study, the Samaritan listened silently as the pastor (while patting the Samaritan frequently on the shoulder) explained how he’d really like to help the poor fellow who was injured, but unfortunately it was entirely out of his hands. In a recent vote, the church council members had unanimously decided that church’s new maxi-van was to be exclusively reserved for “group functions” of the church membership only.

The Pastor enthusiastically commended the Samaritan for wanting to help the man. He expressed his utmost admiration for the Samaritan’s compassion and lavished a steady stream of compliments upon him concerning his Christian zeal, as he slowly but deliberately ushered the Samaritan to the door. While insisting he was not insensitive to the injured man’s plight, the pastor applauded the Samaritan’s willingness to take up “the man’s cause,” but he didn’t think he or his church should get involved — who knows what kind of liabilities there might be . . .

Once again the Samaritan was turned away. The pastor apologetically handed the Samaritan a list of various other city, county, and public health agencies that he thought would be better suited to this particular need.

After searching from dusk until after dark, the Samaritan finally relocated the body of the mortally wounded man, laying in a ditch beside the highway. Chasing away stray dogs which had come to lick the bleeding wounds, the Samaritan stood quietly beside the now lifeless corpse. Prolonged exposure to the elements had been more than his beaten body could bear. Bending down beside the bruised and broken body, the loving Samaritan put out His nail-scarred hand and gently closed the dead man’s eyes . . .   while tenderly caressing the man’s battered face — Jesus wept.