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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? -

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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.

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March 20 2011 Bulletin

March 20th, 2011

Prayer Request

New Request:  Janice Jordan Family,  Helen Ginn

Continuing Requests:   Lance O’Cull,   Sophia Egbert,   Delana Hobbs,   Tori Hobbs,   Lynzee Hobbs, Hunter Hobbs

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

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,  Wilma Horsley,  Jane
Swearingen,  Emmy Hamilton,  Bonnie Ferguson,  Fran Roten

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

 

Springtime Wonder

Author/Written By:
Marilyn Ferguson

The sky has never looked so blue
Never a breeze so sweet
Flowers burst forth in brilliant array
As April comes to greet.

The trees stand tall in their glory
Tender leaves cover limbs once bare
Yards filled with laughing children
Can you match the splendor there?

There is nothing quite as pleasant
As a walk in springtime hours
The bees even harmonize with life
As they drift among the flowers.

A golden rainbow after a storm
Beauty beyond compare
A taste of heaven here on earth
With green grass everywhere.

God softly whispers to us
As gentle rains caress
The countryside with drops of life
In such pure tenderness.

And if you listen close enough
I’m sure that He’ll impart
The freshness of spring upon your soul
And a flower in your heart!

 

Pennies From Heaven

You always hear the usual stories of pennies on the sidewalk being good luck, gifts from angels, etc. This is the first time I’ve ever heard this twist on the story. Gives you something to think about..

Several years ago, a friend of mine and her husband were invited to spend the weekend at the home of her husband’s employer.  My friend, Arlene, was nervous about the weekend. The boss was very wealthy, with a fine home on the waterway, and cars costing more than her house.

The first day and evening went well, and Arlene was delighted to have this rare glimpse into how the very wealthy live. Her husband’s employer was quite generous as a host, and took them to the finest restaurants. Arlene knew she would never have the opportunity to indulge in this kind of extravagance again, so was enjoying herself immensely.

As the three of them were about to enter an exclusive restaurant one evening, the boss was walking slightly ahead of Arlene and her husband..  He stopped suddenly, looking down on the pavement for a long, silent moment.  Arlene wondered if she was supposed to pass him. There was nothing on the ground except a single darkened penny that someone had dropped, and a few cigarette butts. Still silent, the man reached down and picked up the penny.

He held it up and smiled, then put it in his pocket as if he had found a great treasure.
How absurd! What need did this man have for a single penny? Why would he even take the time to stop and pick it up?

Throughout dinner, the entire scene nagged at her. Finally, she could stand it no longer. She casually mentioned that her daughter once had a coin collection, and asked if the penny he had found had been of some value.  A smile crept across the man’s face as he reached into his pocket for the penny and held it out for her to see.. She had seen many pennies before! What was the point of this?

“Look at it,” he said. “Read what it says.” She read the words, ” United States of America ..”No, not that. Read further.”  “One cent?” “No, keep reading.” “In God we Trust?”

“Yes!”
“And?.. . ..”

“And if I trust in God, the name of God is holy, even on a coin.. Whenever I find a coin, I see that inscription. It is written on every single United States coin, but we never seem to notice it!

God drops a message right in front of me telling me to trust Him.  Who am I to pass it by? When I see a coin, I pray. I stop to see if my trust IS in God at that moment. I pick the coin up as a response to God; that I do trust in Him. For a short time, at least, I cherish it as if it were gold. I think it is God’s way of starting a conversation with me. Lucky for me, God is patient and pennies are plentiful!”

When I was out shopping today, I found a penny on the sidewalk.. I stopped and picked it up, and realized that I had been worrying and fretting in my mind about things I cannot change. I read the words, “In God We Trust,” and had to laugh. “Yes, God, I get the message!”

It seems that I have been finding an inordinate number of pennies in the last few months, but then, pennies are plentiful! And, God is patient.

 

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March 06 2011 Bulletin

March 6th, 2011

Prayer Request

New Request:  Kevin Duff,  Helen Ginn,  Noretta Bloomfield

Continuing Request:  Lance O’Cull,  Alexandrea Mason,  Barbara Jordan,  Stephanie Thornton,  Nancy King,  Parker Adoption

Cancer Patients:   Tammy Doyle,  Deena Taylor,  Lanny Cooper,  Jay Iery,  Earl Cooper,  John Warren,  David Howard,  Bonnie Ferguson,  Justin Brown,  Maurice Kennedy,  Chief Little

Elderly and Shut Ins:   Maxine Soards,  Carrie Edington,  Helen Dixon,  Ina Hurst,  Leland Roberts,  Sammy Ginn,  Gardeana Ginn,  Don McCann,  Malcom Roe,  Flora Wells,  Delores Pepoon,  Charles Riley,  Debbie Kegley,  Emmy Hamilton

Our troops,  Unspoken Needs,  Missionaries,  the “lost”,  the Emotionally,  Physically and Spiritually Troubled

Birthdays/Anniversary

March 7 – John and Jacqui Cordle

March 13 – Melvin Wills

Reminders

Tonight Bible Study – Genesis Chapter 16

Ladies Meeting – 6:00Pm – Thursday – Chapter 2 – Melissa – Hostess

 

Who And Why Is God?

When did God begin to rule?
It was ‘ere eons old;
Before He set the firmament
And formed earth’s veins of gold. 

He was King before He molded man,
Or even shaped the stars,
‘Ere a cloud He placed in clear blue skies,
Or set the oceans in their bars.

When did my God begin to be?
When spoke  He the angel’s laws;
Or threw Satan out of paradise,
Or made the thunder pause?

In the beginning He began,
He always and ever was
Father, Son and Spirit, He,
Why was He?  Just because!

It is not for man to know His ways,
Or ask of Him a reason,
For God was always, and forever is,
And man is for just a season.

He need only say to sinful man
I AM the great I AM.
Never has there been another God,
Nor another sacrificial Lamb.

All you have and all you are,
You owe it all to me.
Just believe in all I say,
For my truth will set you free.

You need not know when I began,
Or even why or how;
Just simply bow the humble knee
And begin to worship me just now.

~ Joyce Guy ~

 

 

No More With Me

“I’m sorry. Please forgive me! I don’t mean to hold you up,” he said as he struggled to get off the escalator.

I’ll admit to it. There have been times when walking or driving behind an older person I’ve gotten impatient and upset. I’ve huffed and zoomed around them because I was in a hurry to get nowhere.

Perhaps I’m more aware of it now because I see myself there one day soon. Today I saw myself in this old man’s shoes and it caused me to slow down, stop and ask for his forgiveness.

He was about five or six people ahead of me. I was in a hurry and saw him as an obstacle. I’ve seen people get off the end of an escalator and stop dead in their tracks, gather their things and suddenly there’s a pile up of angry people behind them. You can’t stop an escalator full of people behind you. Like the Energizer bunny, they keep on goin’.

This man was well aware of the challenge. He tried desperately to step aside. Fumbling with his small packages, struggling to gain his footing, you could see how troubling this was for him. “I’m sorry. Please forgive me! I don’t mean to hold you up,” he said as he struggled to get off the escalator.

I suddenly saw this in a whole new light. It was like I was watching my future. I felt sorry for him. I felt sick to my stomach because this man was apologizing to everyone, when we should have been helping him and calming his fears.

One by one, people zipped around him. I heard a few angry comments whispered as one lady passed by him.

I saw me.

By the time I got to him he was just about steady on his feet.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t know there was more,” he said.

“No, sir. No more with me,” I said. This really hit me hard. I realized right then how sad it was that the world was in such a hurry. That, of course, included me. But…no more with me. Count me out.

This wonderful man paid his dues. For whatever time he had spent on this earth, he most likely walked many rough roads and too many important miles. Now he should be apologizing for moving slower?

My heart ached as I looked into his eyes. I wished that I could see what he had seen all those years. His face weathered from life itself, was creased and wrinkled. The small soft pockets under his eyes and the gentle lines that curved up and around them told me he had many happy moments, too. Those were traces left behind from laughter and a smiling, happy man.

“My friend, can I help you with those things?” I asked.

Hesitant at first, he finally said, “Well, yes, thank you!”

I placed my hand under his left arm and walked with him a safe distance away from the rush of people.

“So what are you shopping for, sir?”

“Oh, just a little something for my neighbor. She’s a young mother raising kids on her own. She’s always so nice to me. I thought a box of candy for Mother’s Day…” he said, stopping suddenly as he searched his inside pocket of his sport coat.

“Do you need something?” I asked.

“Oh, no. Here. I think I have it right here. I always carry them with me,” he said. Then pulling out a hand full of papers he shuffled through them and handed me a business card that read:

“John A. Pomicter
Friend to all…enemy to no one!
I said a prayer today and you were the answer. Thank you!”

“That’s for you,” he said. “Thanks for stopping to help an old man.”

“My friend, you helped me. I discovered that I was unhappy with the world and I was part of the problem. Now I’ll be part of the solution. No more with me!”

“Then this was meant to be,” he said smiling.

“You know God sends me gifts every day and always at least one special person. You were my gift for today! Let’s go get some chocolates, my friend.”

Written By Bob Perks

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February 27 2011 Bulletin

February 27th, 2011

Prayer Request

New Request:  Stephanie Reis Thornton,  Diana Jane Wilson Parker

Continuing Request:  Anna Sullivan,  Luke Greene,  Lance O’Cull,  Alexandrea Mason,  Barbara Jordan,  Linda Abrams,  Joe Mefford

Cancer Patients:   Tammy Doyle,  Deena Taylor,  Lanny Cooper,  Jay Iery,  Earl Cooper,  John Warren,  David Howard,  Bonnie Ferguson,  Justin Brown,  Maurice Kennedy,  Chief Little

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

Our troops,  Unspoken Needs,  Missionaries,  the “lost”,  the Emotionally,  Physically and Spiritually Troubled


 

Birthdays

March 1 -  Brittany Wolfe

March 5 – Kelly Nolen

 

 

 

Reminders

Tonight Bible Study – Genesis Chapter 14

 

A Happy Celebration

Even though this world is in turmoil and pain,
The true child of God has everything to gain.
The Father said, in this world ye shall tribulation,
but soon we will have a happy celebration. 

In Him we can have comfort, joy, and peace,
His great love for us will never cease.
Fight the good fight and run in this race,
We are kept strong by the Father’s saving Grace.

Many are weak, their battle worn and weary,
but it’s no time for the saints of God to be dreary.
We knew this day was drawing near,
but the Word of God said not to fear.

We must keep the faith and hold our heads high,
The one we’re looking for will appear in the sky.
He’s coming for those who look for Him,
we must stay alert and keep our lamps trimmed.

While we are waiting for Jesus to come back,
don’t mess around and get on the wrong track.
Satan is busy he’s after your soul,
always remember that heavens your goal.

Who said it was easy to follow the Lord’s way,
It will be worth it all to hear Him say,
enter thou into the Joys of the Lord,
I’ve prepared a place for you, now we’re all together in one accord.

by Mary Eldridge

 

 

 

First Church of McDonald’s

Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness: for they shall be filled.   Matthew 5:6 

Kurt Garland is a skinny guy — but don’t be fooled by his trim appearance. He’s aggressive on a basketball floor. (“The guy’s all elbows!” says a friend who guarded Kurt once) and a fount of seemingly endless energy when pounding the drums for his church’s worship band.

Kurt’s favorite fuel for all that energy is burgers and fries. This kind is hungry all the time. He’s always happy to eat your leftovers and has no trouble eating a meal too big for most guys twice his size. As a young teacher, he often left a sign in the middle-school cafeteria saying, “Please leave all uneaten sandwiches for Mr. Gar- land.”

“I’d feast on roast-beef day!” says Kurt, “None of those kids liked the sandwiches, so there was always plenty left for me.”

With such a healthy appetite, Kurt thought he’d found the perfect job; manager at a local McDonald’s! “Anything left over at the end of the day was fair game. I never went home hungry.”

Unfortunately, Kurt also had unhealthy appetites. “I was a pretty hard person,” he admits. “Drank a lot. Did drugs.” He hungered for something more in life, something deeper. He tried to fill that hunger through partying, but he wasn’t satisfied.

That was when he noticed something at work — strange people working with him. He confronted his coworkers. “What makes you so different? You’re joyful, you’re happy. You don’t cuss, you don’t drink, you don’t really care about peer pressure. Why are you so different?”

These strange people had only one explanation: Jesus. They were Christians, and during shifts at work they befriended Kurt and told him more about Jesus Christ.

Kurt was interested but unwilling to make a change. Still, he found something very attractive about these Christians. They all started spending time together after work, building friendships beyond McDonald’s.

One night they were relaxing, hanging out at a friend’s house. The conversation turned to Jesus, and eventually one friend asked Kurt if he wanted to become a Christian.

The hunger burned inside Kurt’s soul. He desperately wanted what these people had, but he wasn’t sure Jesus was truly all they said he was. He mused for a minute, “OK. I’ll try Jesus for thirty days and see if it changes me.”

Two decades later, Kurt laughs when recalling the “Jesus trial period.” Obviously, I kept on going. It was a very exciting time for me. It reached a point where I was actually telling customers at McDonald’s about Jesus — I almost got fired for it!”

Each day of that thirty-day trial (and each day since it), Kurt found him- self irresistibly drawn to the Bible. He read it and asked many questions of his Christian friends. During that time he discovered more about Jesus. Jesus Christ truly was the nourishment his spirit had been craving for so long. “I felt an overwhelming peace during that time. I was loved by God, and it didn’t matter what else people thought.”

Twenty years later this skinny guy with a giant appetite still remembers how he ate at McDonald’s for fuel but found nourishment for his soul in the Bible.

For the bread of God is he which cometh down from heaven, and giveth life unto the world. Then said they unto him, Lord, evermore give us this bread. And Jesus said unto them, I am the bread of life: he that cometh to me shall never hunger; and he that believeth on me shall never thirst.
John 6:33-35

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February 20 2011 Bulletin

February 20th, 2011

Prayer Request

New Request:  Anna Sullivan,  Bree Walker,  Donald Bradford,  Alexandrea Mason

Continuing Request:  Luke Greene,  Andrew Scott,  Lance O’Cull,  Shannon Gilbert

Cancer Patients:   Tammy Doyle,  Deena Taylor,  Lanny Cooper,  Jay Iery,  Earl Cooper,  John Warren,  David Howard,  Bonnie Ferguson,  Justin Brown,  Maurice Kennedy,  Chief Little

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

Our troops,  Unspoken Needs,  Missionaries,  the “lost”,  the Emotionally,  Physically and Spiritually Troubled

Birthdays

February 20 – Wilma Mefford

February 26 – Grace Wills

Reminders

Tonight Bible Study – Genesis Chapter 12

Your Motive

What motive’s behind; What you’re working for?
Is it the praises; That you so adore?

Is it for money, Or is it for fame?
Are all your talents; Gifts for your gain?

Why are you serving? Why are you giving?
Is it for Jesus; That you’re truly living?

Need now to hear; Your praises from peers?
To feel great inside, To fill up your ears.

Is it for blessing; From His hand above?
Is it because; He’s all that you love?

Give Him the glory, His honor, His praise,
Give of your talents, And give of your days.

He will reward you; In His own sweet way.
You’ll hear, well done; On that great final day.

What is the purpose; You live day to day?
Is it for others; That need shown the Way?

God surely loves us. He gave us His Son.
Our love is in weakness; Look, what He’s done.

Live to Him, it’s gain. Live to self, it’s loss.
All you live and breathe; Your motive be the cross.

by~ Susan Y Nikitenko ~

Presidents Day February 21st

In regard to this Great Book, I have but to say, it is the best gift God has given to man. All the good the Saviour gave to the world was communicated through this book. But for it we could not know right from wrong. All things most desirable for man’s welfare, here and hereafter, are to be found portrayed in it. To you I return my most sincere thanks for the very elegant copy of the great Book of God which you present. – Abraham Lincoln on September 7th, 1864

Success In Spite Of Adversity

Nothing in the early life of James Cash Penney indicated that his name would one day become a household word in homes across the United States. Born in 1875, he grew up on a small farm in Kentucky. His father was a minister in the Primitive Baptist Church. Both parents were committed Christians who instilled a deep and abiding faith in their children.

While Penney was a teenager his minister father became the victim of church politics and was removed from his position. The ensuing financial hardship for the family meant that Penney had to leave school, taking a job to help support the family. He began to work as a clerk in a local store. Although he didn’t realize it at the time, this modest start was providential and would propel him into an illustrious career as a retailer.

After working in various stores, Penney was able to purchase a one-third interest in a dry goods store in Kemmerer, Wyoming. The date was April 14, 1902. Kemmerer was a small mining town of less than 1,000 people. Penney and his wife lived in a tiny attic apartment above the store. Their furniture consisted of a large empty dry goods box for a table and smaller boxes for chairs. When their first child was born, Penney’s young wife wrapped their infant in a blanket, allowing it to sleep under a counter while she stood beside it, working alongside her husband, serving their customers.

From that humble beginning J. C. Penney would eventually preside over 1,700 stores. He would lead the country’s largest chain of department stores, each one bearing his name. The influence of Penney’s godly parents became evident with the growth of his business, as he began to describe his chain as the Golden Rule Stores, based on the words of Jesus in Matthew 7:12: “Do for others what you would like them to do for you” (NLT).

Although his enterprise made him incredibly wealthy, Penney’s life was not devoid of setbacks and troubles. In fact, beginning in 1929, events took place that nearly cost Penney his life.

When the Great Depression struck the country, it came at a time of great financial vulnerability for Penney. While his stores continued to do well, Penney had been adding outside interests, and these were proving to be extremely costly. In order to finance these interests, Penney borrowed heavily. In addition, Penney was becoming a major philanthropist, giving generously to organizations and individuals. The Depression prompted banks to request repayment of his loans sooner than anticipated. Suddenly cash flow was tight, and Penney was finding it difficult to meet payment schedules. Constant and unrelenting worry began to take a toll. “I was so harassed with worries that I couldn’t sleep, and developed an extremely painful ailment,” he said.

Concerned about his deteriorating health, Penney checked himself into the Kellogg sanitarium at Battle Creek, Michigan, the Mayo Clinic of its era. There, Dr. Elmer Eggleston, a staff physician, examined Penney, declaring that he was extremely ill. “A rigid treatment was prescribed, but nothing helped,” Penney recalled. He was attacked by the twin demons of hopelessness and despair. His very will to live was rapidly eroding. “I got weaker day by day. I was broken nervously and physically, filled with despair, unable to see even a ray of hope. I had nothing to live for, I felt that I hadn’t a friend left in the world, that even my family had turned against me.”

Alarmed by his rapidly deteriorating condition, Dr. Eggleston gave Penney a sedative. However, the effect quickly wore off, and Penney awakened with the conviction that he was living the last night of his life. “Getting out of bed, I wrote farewell letters to my wife and to my son, saying that I did not expect to live to see the dawn.”

Penney awakened the next morning, surprised to find himself alive. Making his way down the hallway of the hospital, he could hear singing coming from the little chapel where devotional exercises were held each morning. The words of the hymn he heard being sung spoke deeply to his condition. Going into the chapel, he listened with a weary heart to the singing, the reading of the Scripture lesson, and the prayer. “Suddenly something happened,” he recalled. “I can’t explain it. I can only call it a miracle. I felt as if I had been instantly lifted out of the darkness of a dungeon into a warm, brilliant sunlight. I felt as if I had been transported from hell to Paradise. I felt the power of God as I had never felt it before.”

In a life-transforming instant Penney knew that God, with His love, was there to help. “From that day to this, my life has been free from worry,” he declared. “The most dramatic and glorious 20 minutes of my life were those I spent in that chapel that morning.” The words from the hymn that spoke so eloquently and miraculously to J. C. Penney were “God will take care of you.”

The hymn God used to save J. C. Penney’s life was written by Civilla Durfee Martin. Not much is known about the hymn writer. She lived between 1866 and 1948, writing the hymn in 1904. The inspiration for the words may have come from 1 Peter 5:7 : “Give all your worries and cares to God, for he cares about what happens to you” (NLT).

The opening lines read:

Be not dismayed whate’er betide, God will take care of you; Beneath His wings of love abide, God will take care of you. God will take care of you, Through every day, o’er all the way;  He will take care of you, God will take care of you.

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February 13 2011 Bulletin

February 13th, 2011

Prayer Request

New Request:  Bill Scott Family,  Wilma Cooper Family,  Mike Murphy Family

Continuing Request:  Wanda Cox,  Lance O’Cull,  Shannon Gilbert

Cancer Patients:   Tammy Doyle,  Deena Taylor,  Lanny Cooper,  Jay Iery,  Earl Cooper,  John Warren,  David Howard,  Bonnie Ferguson,  Justin Brown,  Maurice Kennedy,  Erin Thomas,  Chief Little

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

Our troops,  Unspoken Needs,  Missionaries,  the “lost”,  the Emotionally,  Physically and Spiritually Troubled

Birthdays/Anniversary

February 13 – Betty/Willie Wills

February 17 – Scott Sullivan

February 20 – Wilma Mefford

 

Reminders:

Tonight Bible Study – Genesis Chapter 12

 

Minutes; Jesus Helping Hands Meeting February 10, 2011:

The meeting was called to order at 6:00 PM. at the church by the president, Karen Stafford. Pledges were recited and the meeting was opened with a reading and a prayer.

Old News:  approved to continue supporting Andy Martin, discussed cutting quilt blocks,  mentioned the ham dinner that will be in May and snack list for our meetings.

Ten members were present. Prayer request: Bill Scott,  Joe Mefford,  Anna’s brother,  Jenny’s brothers granddaughter,  Jay Iery,  Gracie,  Anna,  Maurice Kennedy,  Wilma Murphy Family,  Shirley’s new grandchildren’s process,  and Lance O’Cull and his family.

Circle prayer was offered,  Jacqui began our book study. She did an excellent job.  Next moth we will be studying chapter 2.   Karen Stafford  provided refreshments; everyone enjoyed both good food and fellowship.

The next meeting will be March 10

 

Valentine’s Day with Jesus

by  Marilyn Ferguson

Jesus does not send perfume
To linger in the air
Instead He sends salvation, sweet
To show how much He cares.

He doesn’t bring me candy hearts
In boxes of delight
Instead He always lets me know
I’m precious in His sight.

He doesn’t pass out pretty cards
Trimmed in shades of red
Instead He gave His life for me
His precious blood was shed.

He doesn’t hand out fancy gifts
Like we would send to mother
Instead He sends a message clear
To always love each other.

He doesn’t give me teddy bears
That whimper, “Please be mine”
Instead He gave His heart to me
I wear it all the time.

He doesn’t give me roses, pink
For all the world to see
Instead He gave eternal life
That’s good enough for me.

The History of the song: “It Is No Secret”

Back in the 50′s there was a well known radio host/comedian/song writer in Hollywood named Stuart Hamblen who was noted for his drinking, womanizing, partying, etc.

One of his bigger hits at the time was
“I won’t go hunting with you Jake, but I’ll go chasing women.”

One day, along came a young preacher holding a tent revival.  Hamblen had him on his radio show presumably to poke fun at him. In order to gather more material for his show, Hamblen showed up at one of the revival meetings.

Early in the service the preacher announced, “There is one man in this audience who is a big fake.” There were probably others who thought the same thing, but Hamblen was convinced that he was the one the preacher was talking about (some would call that conviction) but he was having none of that.

Still the words continued to haunt him until a couple of nights later he showed up drunk at the preacher’s hotel door around 2AM, demanding that the preacher pray for him! But the preacher refused, saying, “This is between you and God and I’m not going to get in the middle of it.” But he did invite Stuart in and they talked until about 5 AM at which point Stuart dropped to his knees and with tears,
cried out to God.

But that is not the end of the story. Stuart quit drinking, quit chasing women, quit everything that was ‘fun.’ Soon he began to lose favor with the Hollywood crowd.

He was ultimately fired by the radio station when he refused to accept a beer company as a sponsor.

Hard times were upon him.  He tried writing a couple of “Christian” songs but the only one that had much success was “This Old House”, written for his friend Rosemary Clooney.

As he continued to struggle, a long time friend named John took him aside and told him, “All your troubles started when you ‘got religion,’ was it worth it all?”  Stuart answered simply, “Yes.”

Then his friend asked, “You liked your booze so much, don’t you ever miss it?” And his answer was, “No.” John then said, “I don’t understand how you could give it up so easily.”

And Stuart’s response was, “It’s no big secret. All things are possible with God.” To this John said, “That’s a catchy phrase. You should write a song about it.”

And as they say, “The rest is history.”

The song Carl Stuart Hamblen wrote was “It Is No Secret.”

“It is no secret what God can do. What He’s done for others, He’ll do for you. With arms wide open, He’ll welcome you. It is no secret, what God can do….”

 

By the way… the friend was John Wayne. And the young preacher who refused to pray for Stuart Hamblen? …That was Billy Graham.


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February 6 2011 Bulletin

February 6th, 2011

Prayer Request

New Request:   Jerry Wilburn

Continuing Request:   Wanda Cox,  Lance O’Cull,  Shannon Gilbert,  Betty Porter

Cancer Patients:   Tammy Doyle,  Deena Taylor,  Lanny Cooper,  Jay Iery,  Earl Cooper,  John Warren,  Bill Scott,  David Howard,  Bonnie Ferguson,  Justin Brown,  Maurice Kennedy,  Erin Thomas,  Chief Little

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

Our troops,  Unspoken Needs,  Missionaries,  the “lost”,  the Emotionally,  Physically and Spiritually Troubled

Birthdays/Anniversarys

February 8 – Bailey Duff

February 11 – Tammy/Jason Cox

February 12 – Jerry Miller

February 13 – Betty/Willie Wills

 

Reminders

Tonight Bible Study – Genesis Chapter 10

Ladies Meeting – Thursday Night 6:00 PM

 

 

Take Up Thy Cross and Follow Me

I walked one day along a country road, And there a stranger journeyed, too,
Bent low beneath the burden of His load: It was a cross, a cross I knew.

“Take up thy cross and follow Me,” I hear the blessed Savior call;
How can I make a lesser sacrifice, When Jesus gave His all?

I cried, “Lord Jesus,” and He spoke my name; I saw His hands all bruised and torn;
I stooped to kiss away the marks of shame, The shame for me that He had borne.

“Take up thy cross and follow Me,” I hear the blessed Savior call;
How can I make a lesser sacrifice, When Jesus gave His all?

“Oh, let me bear Thy cross, dear Lord,” I cried, And, lo, a cross for me appeared,
The one, forgotten, I had cast aside, The one, so long, that I had feared.

“Take up thy cross and follow Me,” I hear the blessed Savior call;
How can I make a lesser sacrifice, When Jesus gave His all?

My cross I’ll carry till the crown appears— The way I journey soon will end—
Where God Himself shall wipe away all tears, And friend hold fellowship with friend.

“Take up thy cross and follow Me,” I hear the blessed Savior call;
How can I make a lesser sacrifice, When Jesus gave His all?

Words and music by Alfred Ackley

 

 

The Smallest Snowflake

Christiana was the smallest of all the snowflakes. It seemed she and her family, along with many other snowflake families, had been floating always through the long day as she tumbled delightfully about with her friends. But their journey took them as well through seemingly endless freezing cold and darkness. Sometimes the north wind blew them along their way so hard she could scarcely breathe. At these times, as much as the bracing wind would permit, Christiana huddled close to her parents, Celeste and Chaucer, completely unaware that they were as uncomfortable as she.

At other times they were assailed by a gust of warmer air up in the atmosphere that threatened their very lives. Afraid, the little crystalline beauty would bow her minuscule head and cry. Celeste and Chaucer tried to shield and protect their little progeny as best they could.

Sometimes however, it was all they could do to hold on themselves. The beloved but naive little snowflake was oblivious to everything but observances from her youthful perspective and her own unreliable emotions and feelings. Life seemed to her a series of events: those that made her feel good, the ones she relished with great glee, and those that were so traumatic they drove her to despair. These ups and downs were punctuated with exasperating periods of sheer boredom.

Between the frigid wind that blew them, forcing them along in their descent to the earth, and their greatest foe, the warm counter-winds that swished by occasionally and threatened to dissolve them, the snowflake life was much more treacherous than observers might perceive it to be.

On their flight to the earth, the snowflake highs were very high indeed. It was almost like a symphony as they floated along together when none of their enemies were nearby. The sound of snowflake laughter and singing were delightful to the ear. But, as quickly as they had begun, these delightful times became a memory, as worries and trials became their portion once more.

Each time these difficult periods came ’round again, the music ceased and tension, fear, and strife shoved aside the joy and began to rule. Christiana and her peers lived only for the times of joy, pouting and resisting those that kept them from their fun. At one particularly dark and trying hour, Celeste and Chaucer, who had been on this flight much longer and had learned to take things more in stride, hovered near their lovely and delicate daughter. “How do you manage to remain so calm when our enemies are near?” Christiana asked.

“My dear”, said her father, “When we began this journey, before you were born, the father of snowflakes, the one who formed us, spoke a promise for us to hold close to our hearts along the way.”

“Long ago,” he said, “because the snowflake journey is fraught with enemies, I sent my perfect snowflake to the earth. He made the same journey that all snowflakes make, but because of who he is, he defeated the foe of the snowflakes and took away his power. And, if you will but trust in him and in me, and keep us at the center of your hearts, and if you will remember that we are with you at all times, a special wind you haven’t known will keep you safe, guiding you, teaching you, and giving you peace along your way.

Then, no matter what tactic your enemy may use to try to destroy you, when your traveling days are done, you will make your landing in a new and better world. I myself will be there to welcome you. At that point your life here will be at an end, but you will have fulfilled your purpose and you will have joy, for from the clouds I will lift you up to myself once more as I did the perfect snowflake.”

by Daphne Harrington

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January 30 2011 Bulletin

January 30th, 2011

Prayer Request

New Request: Makayla Harr,  Chief Little

Continuing Request: Wanda Cox,  Lance O’Cull,  Shannon Gilbert,  Larry Ratliff

Cancer Patients: Tammy Doyle,  Deena Taylor,  Lanny Cooper,  Jay Iery,  Earl Cooper,  John Warren,  Bill Scott,  David Howard,  Bonnie Ferguson,  Justin Brown,  Maurice Kennedy,  Erin Thomas

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

Our troops,  Unspoken Needs,  Missionaries,  the “lost”,  the Emotionally,  Physically and Spiritually Troubled

Birthdays

January 30 – Sam Love

February 1 – Jacqui Cordle

Reminders

Tonight Bible Study – Genesis Chapter 8

Memorial page on this site – Give picture and information to Jason Cox

Anyone wanting an Aills Christian Church.com email address Contact Jason

 

 

Faith Without Works

Believe and be saved the minister said,
Believe and be saved and rise from the dead.

Through grace ye are saved from sin and from hell,
So simply believe and all will be well.

The preacher continued and read from the book,
How all can reach heaven, both angel and crook.

When all had been said and the church recessed;
With money collected and everyone blessed;

The preacher retired to his spacious new home,
In his humble Mercedes with everything chrome.

He sat in his study, his thoughts running deep,
He dozed for a moment, and died in his sleep.

He ran to Saint Peter and wearing a grin,
Said “I believe in the Savior, so please let me in”

“Oh no, not another”, said Peter with a sigh,
“Satan’s sure working, the tolls running high.”

The preacher looked puzzled, then saw in a flash,
The plan of salvation, beginning at last.

Believing is nothing, if nothing is done.
In getting to Heaven you follow the Son.

To follow a leader, you do what is said,
Faith without works is nothing but dead.

Satan knows Jesus, believes in him too.
So what’s the difference between Satan and You?

Believe in the Savior, but always recall,
Faith is important, but sure isn’t all.

- Wes Stephenson

 

 

The Parable Of The Two Screws

Once upon a time there were two screws fastening a vital part of a gasoline engine. One of the screws was haughty and proud of it’s shining head. The second screw was quiet, intent only on doing its job to the best of its ability.

One day a speck of rust appeared on the head of the second screw. Filled with vain pride of its own beauty, the first screw began to laugh at the second. “Your head is tarnished,” the first said to the second. “Look at you. Your perfect luster is gone.”

The second screw said nothing. Instead, it concentrated on what it was doing.

“How ugly you have become,” the first screw chortled, “and how beautiful I have remained.” Then it began to laugh so hard at the second screw that it failed to notice that it was working itself loose. Finally it dropped off the engine and plunged into a small pool of dirty oil below.

With the first screw no longer holding up its end of the load, the second was faced with doing the work of two. Meanwhile the first screw, now covered with grimy oil, wailed and lamented. “Just look at me! I’m dirty and filthy and all my beauty is gone. By laughing at the blemish on my friend the second screw, I worked myself loose and fell into the muck. Now I’m doomed.”

Now, it just so happened that a short time later the owner of the engine started it up. He immediately noticed that something didn’t sound right — the engine was running rough. When he checked, he instantly saw that one of the two screws holding the vital part was missing. “Ah ha!” the owner said. “One of the screws must have worked itself loose and fell to the ground, but I don’t see it. Maybe it fell into that puddle of old oil.”

The owner reached into the oil and found the missing screw. “Look at you,” the owner said. “You’re all covered with grime and oil. How ugly you are. But I will fix that right away.” The owner reached for a nearby rag and wiped all the oil and grime off the first screw until it shone even brighter than before. Then he replaced it on the part. Before he turned away, he noticed a little speck of tarnish on the head of the second screw. With the second rag, he wiped the head clean and bright. Then the owner walked away.

Finally the engine was started. The two screws, now equally beautiful, held the part tight. “Forgive me, my friend,” the first screw said to the second. “In my vanity, I was so busy laughing at your blemish that I did not notice that I was working myself loose.”

“And what have you learned?” the second screw quietly asked.

“I learned not to judge others because I have my own sins to deal with.”

“Then,” the second screw said, “I forgive you.”

“Thank you, my friend. And rest assured, my vanity will remain forever at the bottom of that dirty puddle of oil.”

“Blessed is he whose transgressions are forgiven, whose sins are covered.” (Psalm 32:1 NIV)

– by Ed Price

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January 23 2011 Bulletin

January 23rd, 2011

Prayer Request

New Request:  Larry Ratliff,  Edna Hooper Family,  Matt Harmon Family,  Erin Thomas

Continuing Request:  Lance O’Cull,  Shannon Gilbert,  Dorothy Maverty Family,  Wanda Cox,  Paul Collier,  Patrick McGlone,  Betty Porter,  Jean Love,  Eddie Porter,  Melissa Watson

Cancer Patients:   Tammy Doyle,  Deena Taylor,  Lanny Cooper,  Jay Iery,  Earl Cooper,  John Warren,  Bill Scott,  David Howard,  Bonnie Ferguson,  Justin Brown,  Maurice Kennedy

Elderly and Shut Ins: Maxine Soards,  Carrie Edington,  Helen Dixon,  Ina Hurst,  Leland Roberts,  Sammy Ginn,  Gardeana Ginn,  Don McCann,  Malcom Roe,  Flora Wells,  Delores Pepoon,  Reno McGlone,  Wilma Horsly

Our troops,  Unspoken Needs,  Missionaries,  the “lost”,  the Emotionally,  Physically and Spiritually Troubled

Birthdays/Happy Anniversary

January – 27 – Wanda Cox – Happy Birthday!

January – 30 – Sam Love – Happy Birthday!

 

Reminders:

Tonight Bible Study –Genesis Chapter 6

Corrections To Birthdays — Mike Edington – May 9

Memorial page on this website — Give a picture and all the information RE: Who they were; Date they were born and date they passed away — to Jason, or email them to Jason

If anyone wants an @aillschristianchurch.com email account please let us know so we can set it up.

 

A Walking Sermon

Reporters and city officials gathered at a Chicago railroad station
one afternoon in 1953. The person they were meeting was the 1952
Nobel Peace Prize winner. A few minutes after the train came to a
stop, a giant of a man – six feet four inches – with bushy hair and
a large mustache stepped from the train. Cameras flashed. City
officials approached him with hands outstretched. Various people
began telling him how honored they were to meet him.

The man politely thanked them and then, looking over their heads,
asked if he could be excused for a moment. He quickly walked
through the crowd until he reached the side of an elderly black
woman who was struggling with two large suitcases. He picked up the
bags and with a smile, escorted the woman to a bus. After helping
her aboard, he wished her a safe journey. As he returned to the
greeting party he apologized, “Sorry to have kept you waiting.”

The man was Dr. Albert Schweitzer, the famous missionary doctor who
had spent his life helping the poor in Africa. In response to
Schweitzer’s action, one member of the reception committee said
with great admiration to the reporter standing next to him, “That’s
the first time I ever saw a sermon walking.”

(Author Unknown)

 

 

They Missed Him

They were looking for A Lion,
He came as a Lamb, and they missed Him.
They were looking for a Warrior,
He came as a Peace maker, and they missed Him.
They were looking for a King,
He came as a Servant, and they missed Him.
They were looking for Liberation from Rome,
He submitted to the Roman cross, and they missed Him.
They were looking for a fit to their mould,
He was the mould maker, and they missed Him.

What are you looking for?
Lion? Warrior? King? Liberator?
What are you looking for?

They were looking for their temporal needs to be met,

He came to meet their eternal need, and they missed Him.

He came as a Lamb to be sacrificed for your sin.
Will you miss Him?
He came to make peace between God and man.
Will you miss Him?
He came to model servant hood for all mankind.
Will you miss Him?
He came that we might have true Liberty.
Will you miss Him?
He came to give you eternal life.
Will you miss Him?

When we submit to the lamb we will meet the Lion.
Join with the Peacemaker and we will meet the Warrior.
Work with the Servant and we will meet the King.
Walk with the Submitted and we will meet the Liberator.
Concern ourselves with the Eternal and we will have the temporal.

If Jesus is not fitting into the mould you have then come to the mould-maker and get a new one. Submit to His plan for your life and you will see the eternal need met first then all the other things you have need of will be taken care of as well.  (Author Unknown)

 

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