(author unknown)
We need to learn to thank the Lord for closed doors just as much as we do for open doors. The reason God closes doors is because He has not prepared anything over there for us.
If He didn't close the wrong door we would never find our way to the right door. Even when we don't realise it, God directs our paths through the closing and opening of doors. When one door closes, it forces us to change our course. Another door closes, it forces us to change our course yet again.
Then finally, we find the open door and walk right into our blessing. But instead of praising God for the closed door (which kept us out of trouble), we get upset because we 'judge by the appearances.' And in our own arrogance, or ignorance, we insist that we know what is right.
In times of need, we have a very present help who is always standing guard. Because He walks ahead of us, He can see trouble down the road and He sets up road blocks and detours accordingly.
But through our lack of wisdom we try to tear down the roadblocks or push aside the detour signs. Then the minute we get into trouble, we start crying, 'Lord, how could this happen to me?'
We have got to realise that the closed door was a blessing. Didn't He say that 'No good thing does He withhold from those whose walk is blameless'? (Psalm 84:11b)
If you get terminated from your job - don't be down, instead thank God for the new opportunities that will manifest themselves - it might be a better job, or an opportunity to go to school.
If that man or woman won't return your call - it might not be them, it might be the Lord setting up a roadblock (just let it go).
One time a person had a bank he had been doing business with for many years tell him 'NO' for a $10,000 loan. The Lord led him to call another bank. That bank approved a $40,000 loan for him at a lower interest rate than his own bank had advertised.
I'm so grateful for the many times God has closed doors to me, just to open them in the most unexpected places. 'If the Lord delights in a man's way, He makes his steps firm.' (Psalms 37:23)
The Mountain top is glorious, but it is in the Valley that I will grow!
Always remember God gives you...
Enough Happiness to keep you Sweet
Enough Trials to keep you Strong
Enough Sorrows to keep you Human
Enough Hope to keep you Happy
Enough Failure to keep you Humble
Enough Success to keep you Eager
Enough Friends to give you Comfort
Enough Wealth to meet your Needs
Enough Enthusiasm to make you look forward
Enough Faith to banish depression, and
Enough Determination to make each day a better day than the last.
Life must be lived forward but can only be understood backwards.
Remember, rowing harder doesn't help if the boat is headed in the wrong direction.
"Commit to the Lord whatever you do, and your plans will succeed." (Proverbs 16:3)
Sources :
http://zenbeedan.multiply.com/journal/item/39/Thank_God_For_Closed_Doors_
http://www.eluminay.com/index.php?option=com_fireboard&func=view&id=951&catid=10
Friday 18 December 2009
Sunday 13 December 2009
the God factor
adapted from an article by Peter Amsterdam
Nearly everyone you know experiences problems, financial troubles and trying situations at one time or another, but some people deal with it better than others. What makes the difference is often not so much these people’s circumstances, but to whom they turn for help.
The secret to overcoming any problem or obstacle in life is : Do what you can do, and then rely on the “God factor.”
What is the God factor?
Isaiah 55:9 says, “As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are My ways higher than your ways, and My thoughts than your thoughts.”
In making our plans we must remember that God is in control of the situation, and that He is able to change hearts and circumstances and make things happen that are far beyond our abilities. That’s the “God factor”.
What seems logical to the human mind often takes on a different perspective when the God factor comes into play. The God factor is that extra factor in the equation which defies even the laws of nature and makes the impossible possible.
The God factor means standing on God’s promises. It means trusting in Him, believing that nothing is impossible with Him. It means that He’s able to supply all your needs. It means that faith in Him overrides all impossibilities.
God is in the heavenly realm but He works in the real world. He deals not just in spiritual blessings and rewards, but in tangible, black-and-white, dollars-and-cents material blessings and rewards as well. He’s the God of Heaven, and also the God of this present world. He transcends both, rules in both, lives in both, dominates both‚ creates in both, and has the power to pay us in both currencies.
We need to learn to trust Him for the material things that we need—not just our spiritual needs like happiness, purpose and peace of mind. He’s just as powerful‚ just as capable, and just as willing to give us the tangible, practical blessings we need. He has no problem or qualm about pulling cold‚ hard cash out of His pocket for us, if we’ll only have the faith to receive it.
We need to not limit God in our minds, but realize that His influence is all encompassing and that He is capable of performing miracles in both the spiritual and physical realms. He can and will give us both spiritual and material blessings, and we all need a whole lot of both.
God has given us some amazing promises in His Word. These promises are for real. They have been given to us by our truthful God who never lies. He doesn’t exaggerate. He doesn’t pump up His promises to lift Himself up or to make us feel good. He gives us His promises because He wants us to believe and claim them as our own, so He can give us all of the great things He has in store for us.
They’re not fake promises, but each one is conditional.
“Delight yourself in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart” (Psalm 37:4).
“But seek first His kingdom and His righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well” (Matthew 6:33).
“Give, and it will be given to you” (Luke 6:38).
“No good thing does He withhold from those whose walk is blameless” (Psalm 84:11).
They’re each dependent on us fulfilling our part of the bargain, which nearly always comes down to keeping His two great commandments.
Matthew 22:37-39
If we do our part, they are guaranteed to come to pass …... not necessarily in the way we want or think they will, but in God’s time & way. Like a wise and loving parent, He always knows what’s best for us and is happy to give it to us.
Nearly everyone you know experiences problems, financial troubles and trying situations at one time or another, but some people deal with it better than others. What makes the difference is often not so much these people’s circumstances, but to whom they turn for help.
The secret to overcoming any problem or obstacle in life is : Do what you can do, and then rely on the “God factor.”
What is the God factor?
Isaiah 55:9 says, “As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are My ways higher than your ways, and My thoughts than your thoughts.”
In making our plans we must remember that God is in control of the situation, and that He is able to change hearts and circumstances and make things happen that are far beyond our abilities. That’s the “God factor”.
What seems logical to the human mind often takes on a different perspective when the God factor comes into play. The God factor is that extra factor in the equation which defies even the laws of nature and makes the impossible possible.
The God factor means standing on God’s promises. It means trusting in Him, believing that nothing is impossible with Him. It means that He’s able to supply all your needs. It means that faith in Him overrides all impossibilities.
God is in the heavenly realm but He works in the real world. He deals not just in spiritual blessings and rewards, but in tangible, black-and-white, dollars-and-cents material blessings and rewards as well. He’s the God of Heaven, and also the God of this present world. He transcends both, rules in both, lives in both, dominates both‚ creates in both, and has the power to pay us in both currencies.
We need to learn to trust Him for the material things that we need—not just our spiritual needs like happiness, purpose and peace of mind. He’s just as powerful‚ just as capable, and just as willing to give us the tangible, practical blessings we need. He has no problem or qualm about pulling cold‚ hard cash out of His pocket for us, if we’ll only have the faith to receive it.
We need to not limit God in our minds, but realize that His influence is all encompassing and that He is capable of performing miracles in both the spiritual and physical realms. He can and will give us both spiritual and material blessings, and we all need a whole lot of both.
God has given us some amazing promises in His Word. These promises are for real. They have been given to us by our truthful God who never lies. He doesn’t exaggerate. He doesn’t pump up His promises to lift Himself up or to make us feel good. He gives us His promises because He wants us to believe and claim them as our own, so He can give us all of the great things He has in store for us.
They’re not fake promises, but each one is conditional.
“Delight yourself in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart” (Psalm 37:4).
“But seek first His kingdom and His righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well” (Matthew 6:33).
“Give, and it will be given to you” (Luke 6:38).
“No good thing does He withhold from those whose walk is blameless” (Psalm 84:11).
They’re each dependent on us fulfilling our part of the bargain, which nearly always comes down to keeping His two great commandments.
Matthew 22:37-39
“Love God, and love our neighbours as ourselves”
If we do our part, they are guaranteed to come to pass …... not necessarily in the way we want or think they will, but in God’s time & way. Like a wise and loving parent, He always knows what’s best for us and is happy to give it to us.
Sunday 27 September 2009
God on the mountain
Words and Music by Tracy G. Dartt
Sung by Lynda Randle
Beautiful song. Beautiful words. Beautiful voice. Watch this Youtube video clip performed by Lynda Randle.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V65EPF2S-s0&NR=1
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EmBH6CreMp4
Lyrics
Life is easy when you're up on the mountain.
And you've got peace of mind like you've never known.
But things change when you're down in the valley.
Don't lose faith for you're never alone.
For the God on the mountain is still God in the valley.
When things go wrong, He'll make them right.
And the God of the good times is still God in the bad times.
The God of the day is still God in the night.
You talk of faith when you're up on the mountain.
But talk comes so easy when life's at its best.
Now it's down in the valley of trials and temptations.
That's where your faith is really put to the test.
For the God on the mountain is still God in the valley.
When things go wrong, He'll make them right.
And the God of the good times is still God in the bad times.
The God of the day is still God in the night.
The God of the day is still God in the night.
Sung by Lynda Randle
Beautiful song. Beautiful words. Beautiful voice. Watch this Youtube video clip performed by Lynda Randle.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V65EPF2S-s0&NR=1
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EmBH6CreMp4
Lyrics
Life is easy when you're up on the mountain.
And you've got peace of mind like you've never known.
But things change when you're down in the valley.
Don't lose faith for you're never alone.
For the God on the mountain is still God in the valley.
When things go wrong, He'll make them right.
And the God of the good times is still God in the bad times.
The God of the day is still God in the night.
You talk of faith when you're up on the mountain.
But talk comes so easy when life's at its best.
Now it's down in the valley of trials and temptations.
That's where your faith is really put to the test.
For the God on the mountain is still God in the valley.
When things go wrong, He'll make them right.
And the God of the good times is still God in the bad times.
The God of the day is still God in the night.
The God of the day is still God in the night.
Saturday 26 September 2009
drop a pebble in the water
by James W. Foley
Drop a pebble in the water: just a splash, and it is gone;
But there's half-a-hundred ripples circling on and on and on,
Spreading, spreading from the center, flowing on out to the sea.
And there is no way of telling where the end is going to be.
Drop a pebble in the water: in a minute you forget,
But there's little waves a-flowing, and there's ripples circling yet,
And those little waves a-flowing to a great big wave have grown;
You've disturbed a mighty river just by dropping in a stone.
Drop an unkind word, or careless: in a minute it is gone;
But there's half-a-hundred ripples circling on and on and on.
They keep spreading, spreading, spreading from the center as they go,
And there is no way to stop them, once you've started them to flow.
Drop an unkind word, or careless: in a minute you forget;
But there's little waves a-flowing, and there's ripples circling yet,
And perhaps in some sad heart a mighty wave of tears you've stirred,
And disturbed a life was happy ere you dropped that unkind word.
Drop a word of cheer and kindness: just a flash and it is gone;
But there's half-a-hundred ripples circling on and on and on,
Bearing hope and joy and comfort on each splashing, dashing wave
Till you wouldn't believe the volume of the one kind word you gave.
Drop a word of cheer and kindness: in a minute you forget;
But there's gladness still a-swelling, and there's joy a-circling yet,
And you've rolled a wave of comfort whose sweet music can be heard
Over miles and miles of water just by dropping one kind word.
Drop a pebble in the water: just a splash, and it is gone;
But there's half-a-hundred ripples circling on and on and on,
Spreading, spreading from the center, flowing on out to the sea.
And there is no way of telling where the end is going to be.
Drop a pebble in the water: in a minute you forget,
But there's little waves a-flowing, and there's ripples circling yet,
And those little waves a-flowing to a great big wave have grown;
You've disturbed a mighty river just by dropping in a stone.
Drop an unkind word, or careless: in a minute it is gone;
But there's half-a-hundred ripples circling on and on and on.
They keep spreading, spreading, spreading from the center as they go,
And there is no way to stop them, once you've started them to flow.
Drop an unkind word, or careless: in a minute you forget;
But there's little waves a-flowing, and there's ripples circling yet,
And perhaps in some sad heart a mighty wave of tears you've stirred,
And disturbed a life was happy ere you dropped that unkind word.
Drop a word of cheer and kindness: just a flash and it is gone;
But there's half-a-hundred ripples circling on and on and on,
Bearing hope and joy and comfort on each splashing, dashing wave
Till you wouldn't believe the volume of the one kind word you gave.
Drop a word of cheer and kindness: in a minute you forget;
But there's gladness still a-swelling, and there's joy a-circling yet,
And you've rolled a wave of comfort whose sweet music can be heard
Over miles and miles of water just by dropping one kind word.
Thursday 4 June 2009
Tony Snow's testimony
This story, which began circulating over the internet in July 2008, is true. Tony Snow died on 12 July 2008. The email is taken from an article that Tony Snow wrote for Christianity Today magazine in July 2007.
http://www.christianitytoday.com/ct/2007/july/25.30.html
This is a testimony from Tony Snow, former President Bush's Press Secretary, and his fight with cancer. I pray that Tony's testimony will encourage you in your journey with cancer.
Cancer's unexpected blessings
When you enter the Valley of the Shadow of Death, things change.
by Tony Snow
Commentator and broadcaster Tony Snow announced that he had colon cancer in 2005. Following surgery and chemotherapy, Snow joined the Bush administration in April 2006 as press secretary. Unfortunately, on March 23 Snow, 51, a husband and father of three, announced that the cancer had recurred, with tumors found in his abdomen—leading to surgery in April, followed by more chemotherapy. Snow went back to work in the White House Briefing Room on May 30, but resigned August 31. Christianity Today asked Snow what spiritual lessons he has been learning through the ordeal.
Blessings arrive in unexpected packages - in my case, cancer. Those of us with potentially fatal diseases - and there are millions in America today - find ourselves in the odd position of coping with our mortality while trying to fathom God's will. Although it would be the height of presumption to declare with confidence "What It All Means", Scripture provides powerful hints and consolations.
The first is that we shouldn't spend too much time trying to answer the "why" questions: Why me? Why must people suffer? Why can't someone else get sick? We can't answer such things, and the questions themselves often are designed more to express our anguish than to solicit an answer.
I don't know why I have cancer, and I don't much care. It is what it is, a plain and indisputable fact. Yet even while staring into a mirror darkly, great and stunning truths begin to take shape. Our maladies define a central feature of our existence: We are fallen. We are imperfect. Our bodies give out.
But despite this, - or because of it, - God offers the possibility of salvation and grace. We don't know how the narrative of our lives will end, but we get to choose how to use the interval between now and the moment we meet our Creator face-to-face.
Second, we need to get past the anxiety. The mere thought of dying can send adrenaline flooding through your system. A dizzy, unfocused panic seizes you. Your heart thumps; your head swims. You think of nothingness and swoon. You fear partings; you worry about the impact on family and friends. You fidget and get nowhere.
To regain footing, remember that we were born not into death, but into life, - and that the journey continues after we have finished our days on this earth. We accept this on faith, but that faith is nourished by a conviction that stirs even within many non believing hearts - an intuition that the gift of life, once given, cannot be taken away. Those who have been stricken enjoy the special privilege of being able to fight with their might, main, and faith to live fully, richly, and exuberantly - no matter how their days may be numbered.
Third, we can open our eyes and hearts. God relishes surprise. We want lives of simple, predictable ease,- smooth, even trails as far as the eye can see, - but God likes to go off-road. He provokes us with twists and turns. He places us in predicaments that seem to defy our endurance; and comprehension - and yet don't. By His love and grace, we persevere. The challenges that make our hearts leap and stomachs churn invariably strengthen our faith and grant measures of wisdom and joy we would not experience otherwise.
'You Have Been Called'
Picture yourself in a hospital bed. The fog of anesthesia has begun to wear away. A doctor stands at your feet; a loved one holds your hand at the side. "It's cancer," the healer announces.
The natural reaction is to turn to God and ask him to serve as a cosmic Santa. "Dear God, make it all go away. Make everything simpler." But another voice whispers: "You have been called." Your quandary has drawn you closer to God, closer to those you love, closer to the issues that matter, - and has dragged into insignificance the banal concerns that occupy our "normal time".
There's another kind of response, although usually short-lived an inexplicable shudder of excitement, as if a clarifying moment of calamity has swept away everything trivial and tiny, and placed before us the challenge of important questions.
The moment you enter the Valley of the Shadow of Death, things change. You discover that Christianity is not something doughy, passive, pious, and soft. Faith may be the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. But it also draws you into a world shorn of fearful caution. The life of belief teems with thrills, boldness, danger, shocks, reversals, triumphs, and epiphanies. Think of Paul, traipsing through the known world and contemplating trips to what must have seemed the antipodes ( Spain ), shaking the dust from his sandals, worrying not about the morrow, but only about the moment.
There's nothing wilder than a life of humble virtue, - for it is through selflessness and service that God wrings from our bodies and spirits the most we ever could give, the most we ever could offer, and the most we ever could do.
Finally, we can let love change everything. When Jesus was faced with the prospect of crucifixion, he grieved not for himself, but for us. He cried for Jerusalem before entering the holy city. From the Cross, he took on the cumulative burden of human sin and weakness, and begged for forgiveness on our behalf.
We get repeated chances to learn that life is not about us, that we acquire purpose and satisfaction by sharing in God's love for others. Sickness gets us part way there. It reminds us of our limitations and dependence. But it also gives us a chance to serve the healthy. A minister friend of mine observes that people suffering grave afflictions often acquire the faith of two people, while loved ones accept the burden of two peoples' worries and fears.
'Learning How to Live'
Most of us have watched friends as they drifted toward God's arms, not with resignation, but with peace and hope. In so doing, they have taught us not how to die, but how to live. They have emulated Christ by transmitting the power and authority of love.
I sat by my best friend's bedside a few years ago as a wasting cancer took him away. He kept at his table a worn Bible and a 1928 edition of the Book of Common Prayer. A shattering grief disabled his family, many of his old friends, and at least one priest. Here was a humble and very good guy, someone who apologized when he winced with pain because he thought it made his guest uncomfortable. He retained his equanimity and good humor literally until his last conscious moment. "I'm going to try to beat [this cancer]," he told me several months before he died. "But if I don't, I'll see you on the other side."
His gift was to remind everyone around him that even though God doesn't promise us tomorrow, he does promise us eternity, - filled with life and love we cannot comprehend, - and that one can in the throes of sickness point the rest of us toward timeless truths that will help us weather future storms.
Through such trials, God bids us to choose: Do we believe, or do we not? Will we be bold enough to love, daring enough to serve, humble enough to submit, and strong enough to acknowledge our limitations? Can we surrender our concern in things that don't matter so that we might devote our remaining days to things that do?
When our faith flags, he throws reminders in our way. Think of the prayer warriors in our midst. They change things, and those of us who have been on the receiving end of their petitions and intercessions know it.
It is hard to describe, but there are times when suddenly the hairs on the back of your neck stand up, and you feel a surge of the Spirit. Somehow you just know: Others have chosen, when talking to the Author of all creation, to lift us up, - to speak of us!
This is love of a very special order. But so is the ability to sit back and appreciate the wonder of every created thing. The mere thought of death somehow makes every blessing vivid, every happiness more luminous and intense. We may not know how our contest with sickness will end, but we have felt the ineluctable touch of God.
What is man that Thou art mindful of him? We don't know much, but we know this: No matter where we are, no matter what we do, no matter how bleak or frightening our prospects, each and every one of us who believe, each and every day, lies in the same safe and impregnable place, in the hollow of God's hand."
T. Snow
http://www.christianitytoday.com/ct/2007/july/25.30.html
This is a testimony from Tony Snow, former President Bush's Press Secretary, and his fight with cancer. I pray that Tony's testimony will encourage you in your journey with cancer.
Cancer's unexpected blessings
When you enter the Valley of the Shadow of Death, things change.
by Tony Snow
Commentator and broadcaster Tony Snow announced that he had colon cancer in 2005. Following surgery and chemotherapy, Snow joined the Bush administration in April 2006 as press secretary. Unfortunately, on March 23 Snow, 51, a husband and father of three, announced that the cancer had recurred, with tumors found in his abdomen—leading to surgery in April, followed by more chemotherapy. Snow went back to work in the White House Briefing Room on May 30, but resigned August 31. Christianity Today asked Snow what spiritual lessons he has been learning through the ordeal.
Blessings arrive in unexpected packages - in my case, cancer. Those of us with potentially fatal diseases - and there are millions in America today - find ourselves in the odd position of coping with our mortality while trying to fathom God's will. Although it would be the height of presumption to declare with confidence "What It All Means", Scripture provides powerful hints and consolations.
The first is that we shouldn't spend too much time trying to answer the "why" questions: Why me? Why must people suffer? Why can't someone else get sick? We can't answer such things, and the questions themselves often are designed more to express our anguish than to solicit an answer.
I don't know why I have cancer, and I don't much care. It is what it is, a plain and indisputable fact. Yet even while staring into a mirror darkly, great and stunning truths begin to take shape. Our maladies define a central feature of our existence: We are fallen. We are imperfect. Our bodies give out.
But despite this, - or because of it, - God offers the possibility of salvation and grace. We don't know how the narrative of our lives will end, but we get to choose how to use the interval between now and the moment we meet our Creator face-to-face.
Second, we need to get past the anxiety. The mere thought of dying can send adrenaline flooding through your system. A dizzy, unfocused panic seizes you. Your heart thumps; your head swims. You think of nothingness and swoon. You fear partings; you worry about the impact on family and friends. You fidget and get nowhere.
To regain footing, remember that we were born not into death, but into life, - and that the journey continues after we have finished our days on this earth. We accept this on faith, but that faith is nourished by a conviction that stirs even within many non believing hearts - an intuition that the gift of life, once given, cannot be taken away. Those who have been stricken enjoy the special privilege of being able to fight with their might, main, and faith to live fully, richly, and exuberantly - no matter how their days may be numbered.
Third, we can open our eyes and hearts. God relishes surprise. We want lives of simple, predictable ease,- smooth, even trails as far as the eye can see, - but God likes to go off-road. He provokes us with twists and turns. He places us in predicaments that seem to defy our endurance; and comprehension - and yet don't. By His love and grace, we persevere. The challenges that make our hearts leap and stomachs churn invariably strengthen our faith and grant measures of wisdom and joy we would not experience otherwise.
'You Have Been Called'
Picture yourself in a hospital bed. The fog of anesthesia has begun to wear away. A doctor stands at your feet; a loved one holds your hand at the side. "It's cancer," the healer announces.
The natural reaction is to turn to God and ask him to serve as a cosmic Santa. "Dear God, make it all go away. Make everything simpler." But another voice whispers: "You have been called." Your quandary has drawn you closer to God, closer to those you love, closer to the issues that matter, - and has dragged into insignificance the banal concerns that occupy our "normal time".
There's another kind of response, although usually short-lived an inexplicable shudder of excitement, as if a clarifying moment of calamity has swept away everything trivial and tiny, and placed before us the challenge of important questions.
The moment you enter the Valley of the Shadow of Death, things change. You discover that Christianity is not something doughy, passive, pious, and soft. Faith may be the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. But it also draws you into a world shorn of fearful caution. The life of belief teems with thrills, boldness, danger, shocks, reversals, triumphs, and epiphanies. Think of Paul, traipsing through the known world and contemplating trips to what must have seemed the antipodes ( Spain ), shaking the dust from his sandals, worrying not about the morrow, but only about the moment.
There's nothing wilder than a life of humble virtue, - for it is through selflessness and service that God wrings from our bodies and spirits the most we ever could give, the most we ever could offer, and the most we ever could do.
Finally, we can let love change everything. When Jesus was faced with the prospect of crucifixion, he grieved not for himself, but for us. He cried for Jerusalem before entering the holy city. From the Cross, he took on the cumulative burden of human sin and weakness, and begged for forgiveness on our behalf.
We get repeated chances to learn that life is not about us, that we acquire purpose and satisfaction by sharing in God's love for others. Sickness gets us part way there. It reminds us of our limitations and dependence. But it also gives us a chance to serve the healthy. A minister friend of mine observes that people suffering grave afflictions often acquire the faith of two people, while loved ones accept the burden of two peoples' worries and fears.
'Learning How to Live'
Most of us have watched friends as they drifted toward God's arms, not with resignation, but with peace and hope. In so doing, they have taught us not how to die, but how to live. They have emulated Christ by transmitting the power and authority of love.
I sat by my best friend's bedside a few years ago as a wasting cancer took him away. He kept at his table a worn Bible and a 1928 edition of the Book of Common Prayer. A shattering grief disabled his family, many of his old friends, and at least one priest. Here was a humble and very good guy, someone who apologized when he winced with pain because he thought it made his guest uncomfortable. He retained his equanimity and good humor literally until his last conscious moment. "I'm going to try to beat [this cancer]," he told me several months before he died. "But if I don't, I'll see you on the other side."
His gift was to remind everyone around him that even though God doesn't promise us tomorrow, he does promise us eternity, - filled with life and love we cannot comprehend, - and that one can in the throes of sickness point the rest of us toward timeless truths that will help us weather future storms.
Through such trials, God bids us to choose: Do we believe, or do we not? Will we be bold enough to love, daring enough to serve, humble enough to submit, and strong enough to acknowledge our limitations? Can we surrender our concern in things that don't matter so that we might devote our remaining days to things that do?
When our faith flags, he throws reminders in our way. Think of the prayer warriors in our midst. They change things, and those of us who have been on the receiving end of their petitions and intercessions know it.
It is hard to describe, but there are times when suddenly the hairs on the back of your neck stand up, and you feel a surge of the Spirit. Somehow you just know: Others have chosen, when talking to the Author of all creation, to lift us up, - to speak of us!
This is love of a very special order. But so is the ability to sit back and appreciate the wonder of every created thing. The mere thought of death somehow makes every blessing vivid, every happiness more luminous and intense. We may not know how our contest with sickness will end, but we have felt the ineluctable touch of God.
What is man that Thou art mindful of him? We don't know much, but we know this: No matter where we are, no matter what we do, no matter how bleak or frightening our prospects, each and every one of us who believe, each and every day, lies in the same safe and impregnable place, in the hollow of God's hand."
T. Snow
Friday 15 May 2009
just kids
Whether you are down with cancer or coping with the side-effects of treatment, laughter can be an effective medicine to take the stress off cancer. Have a good laugh with the jokes below.
Joke 1
A little boy was attending his first wedding.
After the service, his cousin asked him, "How many women can a man marry?"
"Sixteen," the boy responded.
His cousin was amazed that he had an answer so quickly.
"How do you know that?"
"Easy," the little boy said. "All you have to do is add it up, like the pastor said, 4 better, 4 worse, 4 richer, 4 poorer."
Joke 2
After a church service on Sunday morning, a young boy suddenly announced to his mother, "Mom, I've decided to become a minister when I grow up."
"That's okay with us, but what made you decide that?"
"Well," said the little boy, "I have to go to church on Sunday anyway, and I figure it will be more fun to stand up and yell, than to sit and listen."
Joke 3
A 6-year-old was overheard reciting the Lord's Prayer at a church service, "And forgive us our trash passes, as we forgive those who passed trash against us."
Joke 4
A boy was watching his father, a pastor, write a sermon.
"How do you know what to say?" he asked.
"Why, God tells me."
"Oh, then why do you keep crossing things out?"
Joke 5
A little girl became restless as the preacher's sermon dragged on and on.
Finally, she leaned over to her mother and whispered, "Mommy, if we give him the money now, will he let us go?"
Joke 6
Ms. Terri asked her Sunday School class to draw pictures of their favorite Bible stories. She was puzzled by Kyle's picture, which showed four people on an airplane, so she asked him which story it was meant to represent.
"The Flight to Egypt ," was his reply.
Pointing at each figure, Ms. Terri said, "That must be Mary, Joseph, and Baby Jesus. But who's the fourth person?"
"Oh, that's Pontius - the pilot!"
Joke 7
The Sunday School Teacher asks, "Now, Johnny, tell me frankly do you say prayers before eating?"
"No sir," little Johnny replies, "I don't have to. My mom is a good cook."
Joke 8
A little girl was sitting on her grandfather's lap as he read her a bedtime story. From time to time, she would take her eyes off the book and reach up to touch his wrinkled cheek. She was alternately stroking her own cheek, then his again.
Finally she spoke up, "Grandpa, did God make you?"
"Yes, sweetheart," he answered, "God made me a long time ago."
"Oh," she paused, "Grandpa, did God make me too?"
"Yes, indeed, honey," he said, "God made you just a little while ago."
Feeling their respective faces again, she observed, "God's getting better at it, isn't he ?"
Joke 1
A little boy was attending his first wedding.
After the service, his cousin asked him, "How many women can a man marry?"
"Sixteen," the boy responded.
His cousin was amazed that he had an answer so quickly.
"How do you know that?"
"Easy," the little boy said. "All you have to do is add it up, like the pastor said, 4 better, 4 worse, 4 richer, 4 poorer."
Joke 2
After a church service on Sunday morning, a young boy suddenly announced to his mother, "Mom, I've decided to become a minister when I grow up."
"That's okay with us, but what made you decide that?"
"Well," said the little boy, "I have to go to church on Sunday anyway, and I figure it will be more fun to stand up and yell, than to sit and listen."
Joke 3
A 6-year-old was overheard reciting the Lord's Prayer at a church service, "And forgive us our trash passes, as we forgive those who passed trash against us."
Joke 4
A boy was watching his father, a pastor, write a sermon.
"How do you know what to say?" he asked.
"Why, God tells me."
"Oh, then why do you keep crossing things out?"
Joke 5
A little girl became restless as the preacher's sermon dragged on and on.
Finally, she leaned over to her mother and whispered, "Mommy, if we give him the money now, will he let us go?"
Joke 6
Ms. Terri asked her Sunday School class to draw pictures of their favorite Bible stories. She was puzzled by Kyle's picture, which showed four people on an airplane, so she asked him which story it was meant to represent.
"The Flight to Egypt ," was his reply.
Pointing at each figure, Ms. Terri said, "That must be Mary, Joseph, and Baby Jesus. But who's the fourth person?"
"Oh, that's Pontius - the pilot!"
Joke 7
The Sunday School Teacher asks, "Now, Johnny, tell me frankly do you say prayers before eating?"
"No sir," little Johnny replies, "I don't have to. My mom is a good cook."
Joke 8
A little girl was sitting on her grandfather's lap as he read her a bedtime story. From time to time, she would take her eyes off the book and reach up to touch his wrinkled cheek. She was alternately stroking her own cheek, then his again.
Finally she spoke up, "Grandpa, did God make you?"
"Yes, sweetheart," he answered, "God made me a long time ago."
"Oh," she paused, "Grandpa, did God make me too?"
"Yes, indeed, honey," he said, "God made you just a little while ago."
Feeling their respective faces again, she observed, "God's getting better at it, isn't he ?"
Friday 8 May 2009
the battle belongs to the Lord
In March 2009, I received an email from Yeen Lan, a missionary called by God to serve among those she calls "God's least ones in Africa". I got to know this dear sister when we were both serving in BSF way back in 1998, just before she left Singapore for Africa. I hope my facts are correct : I think Yeen Lan first served as BSF Teaching Leader, then BSF Area Advisor for Africa before she was appointed the Director of Rafiki Village in Nairobi, Kenya.
The Rafiki Foundation, headquartered in Florida (USA), began in 1985 with the aim of turning helpless orphans in Africa into godly contributors in their countries. Today it has established a Rafiki Village in each of the 10 countries in Africa ("Rafiki" is an African word for "friend"). Rafiki Villages support the local community by operating a Christian home environment & education for orphans and providing medical care for community residents. You can get involved in the work of Rafiki by sponsoring an orphan. I am blessed to be a sponsor to one of Yeen Lan's 80-over orphaned children. (Read more : http://www.rafiki-foundation.org/)
Yeen Lan's sacrificial love & total devotion to the Lord is most impressive. She gave up a lucrative career & comfortable life in Singapore to live & work among the untouchables in Africa. Yeen Lan has been a great encouragement to me in my battle against cancer. With her kind permission, I am posting her email below so that together we can learn the lessons that Yeen Lan shares from the book of Joshua.
Re : The battle belongs to the Lord
My dear Sock Kim,
I am teaching the Village employees every morning during devotions. We are into Joshua. In chapter 6, God gave him some strange - almost ridiculous - instructions to take over the fortified city of Jericho. God told him to organise the people to follow the priests holding the ark to march around the city once a day for six days, and on the seventh day to march around for seven times and then shout. Then the city wall which was 25 feet high and 20 feet thick would collapse. Now, I thought to myself - it takes a ton of faith and another ton of obedience to do that. Who else has ever won a war that way? So I asked the employees - why do you think God gave such strange and complicated instructions? I offered three reasons -
1. God wanted to make it UNDENIABLY clear to Joshua and the Israelites that the taking over of Jericho was not going to be by the soldiers - not by might nor by power - BUT by His Spirit. The taking over was going to be with the ARK - and who dwells in it? BUT GOD. God was going to do battle for Israel.
2. God wanted to accentuate Jericho's fear - in Joshua 2 Rahab had said all of Jericho was melting in fear because they know, they have heard about the God of Israel.
3. God wanted Israel to trust and obey His specific exact instructions regardless of how "humanly stupid" those instructions seem.
I praise the Lord for the way He has led you and continue to lead you.
He determined the cancer.
He determined the surgery.
He led you through and IT IS FOR HIS GLORY.
I worship Him with you.
I rejoice with you, dear sister.
I love you for your strength and courage in this heartwrenching experience - may He hold you in His everlasting arms.
With great respect for your participation in suffering for the Cross,
Yeen-Lan
3-March 09
The Rafiki Foundation, headquartered in Florida (USA), began in 1985 with the aim of turning helpless orphans in Africa into godly contributors in their countries. Today it has established a Rafiki Village in each of the 10 countries in Africa ("Rafiki" is an African word for "friend"). Rafiki Villages support the local community by operating a Christian home environment & education for orphans and providing medical care for community residents. You can get involved in the work of Rafiki by sponsoring an orphan. I am blessed to be a sponsor to one of Yeen Lan's 80-over orphaned children. (Read more : http://www.rafiki-foundation.org/)
Yeen Lan's sacrificial love & total devotion to the Lord is most impressive. She gave up a lucrative career & comfortable life in Singapore to live & work among the untouchables in Africa. Yeen Lan has been a great encouragement to me in my battle against cancer. With her kind permission, I am posting her email below so that together we can learn the lessons that Yeen Lan shares from the book of Joshua.
Re : The battle belongs to the Lord
My dear Sock Kim,
I am teaching the Village employees every morning during devotions. We are into Joshua. In chapter 6, God gave him some strange - almost ridiculous - instructions to take over the fortified city of Jericho. God told him to organise the people to follow the priests holding the ark to march around the city once a day for six days, and on the seventh day to march around for seven times and then shout. Then the city wall which was 25 feet high and 20 feet thick would collapse. Now, I thought to myself - it takes a ton of faith and another ton of obedience to do that. Who else has ever won a war that way? So I asked the employees - why do you think God gave such strange and complicated instructions? I offered three reasons -
1. God wanted to make it UNDENIABLY clear to Joshua and the Israelites that the taking over of Jericho was not going to be by the soldiers - not by might nor by power - BUT by His Spirit. The taking over was going to be with the ARK - and who dwells in it? BUT GOD. God was going to do battle for Israel.
2. God wanted to accentuate Jericho's fear - in Joshua 2 Rahab had said all of Jericho was melting in fear because they know, they have heard about the God of Israel.
3. God wanted Israel to trust and obey His specific exact instructions regardless of how "humanly stupid" those instructions seem.
I praise the Lord for the way He has led you and continue to lead you.
He determined the cancer.
He determined the surgery.
He led you through and IT IS FOR HIS GLORY.
I worship Him with you.
I rejoice with you, dear sister.
I love you for your strength and courage in this heartwrenching experience - may He hold you in His everlasting arms.
With great respect for your participation in suffering for the Cross,
Yeen-Lan
3-March 09
"The Lord is my strength and my shield;
my heart trusts in Him, and I am helped.
My heart leaps for joy
and I will give thanks to Him in song."
(Psalm 28:7)
Sunday 3 May 2009
oh no, not again!?
We are all familiar with the Bible story of Job who lost his wealth, his family, his health all within a short time. Does this describe your own life? Or maybe you know of someone close to that?
Someone once shared with me about a Christian woman who was struck with one tragedy after another - first, she lost her husband to illness, then she lost all her 3 grown-up sons in 3 separate accidents. Unlike Job who got back his wealth & health, and had 10 more children as "the Lord blessed the latter part of Job's life more than the first" (Job 42:12), this woman, now in her golden years, had spent most of her life alone ....... with God.
How would you feel if you are threatened with cancer a second time? Two years after my cancer treatment, I was told cancer had spread to my lung. Like me, you might have a feel of what Job & this woman went through. You might have exclaimed, "Oh no, not again!"
Do you feel like your life is getting from bad to worse? How will you carry on living with strength & courage? I hope the story below will encourage you.
Source : TFTD (http://tftd-alansmith.blogspot.com/)
Contributor : Ps Alan Smith
Date : 24 Apr 2009
from bad to worse
Have you ever had one of those days when, no matter how hard you try, things just seem to go from bad to worse?
The story is told of two cowboys who were working cattle one day. One of them discovered he was in trouble when a wild bull, with his head down and nostrils flaring, came charging toward him. The cowboy saw a deep hole in the ground and quickly jumped in it. As soon as the bull passed over him, he jumped out of the hole.
The bull, madder than ever, came charging back again, and the cowboy jumped back down into the hole. When the bull passed, the cowboy jumped out of the hole again. He did this several times.
Finally, the other cowboy, who was watching it all from a distance yelled out, "Why don't you just stay in the hole?"
The cowboy yelled back, "I would, but there's a bear in the hole!"
Maybe some of you feel like every day is like that! If ever there was someone who must have felt that way, it was the apostle Paul. Listen to him describing his life as a Christian :
"From the Jews five times I received forty stripes minus one. Three times I was beaten with rods; once I was stoned; three times I was shipwrecked; a night and a day I have been in the deep; in journeys often, in perils of waters, in perils of robbers, in perils of my own countrymen, in perils of the Gentiles, in perils in the city, in perils in the wilderness, in perils in the sea, in perils among false brethren; in weariness and toil, in sleeplessness often, in hunger and thirst, in fastings often, in cold and nakedness..." (2 Cor. 11:24-27)
Sounds like a man who ought to be miserable, doesn't it? I mean, how much can one man take? How much worse can it possibly get? It convicts me to read through that list as I think of the minor problems in my life that I allow to create a dark cloud over my life. If I had to deal with the problems on Paul's list on a daily basis, then I'd really have reason to moan and whine, "Why, me Lord? Why does life have to be so hard?"
The funny thing is, though, that wasn't Paul's reaction at all. He didn't list all those problems to garner sympathy. In fact, he finishes out this section by writing :
"Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in needs, in persecutions, in distresses, for Christ's sake....." (2 Cor. 12:10).
Taking pleasure in distresses? When is the last time you took pleasure in locking your keys in your car? When is the last time you took pleasure in running your cell phone through the washing machine (don't laugh! I actually did that this week)? When is the last time you took pleasure in hearing the news that you're getting laid off, the biopsy came back positive, or there was a terrible auto accident?
The "pleasure" in such things is not the ability to laugh and joke. The "pleasure" is found in the last half of 2 Cor 12:10, "...For when I am weak, then I am strong."
Everything that happens to me in life is a reminder that I am not in control, but I am a child of the One who is. It is a reminder that I don't have the power to fix everything that breaks in life, but I serve the One who has that power. It is a reminder that I sometimes don't know how I'm going to have the strength to cope, but I rest in the arms of the One who has promised to be there with me no matter what. And it is during those moments when life throws its worst at me that I feel closest to God.
Someone once shared with me about a Christian woman who was struck with one tragedy after another - first, she lost her husband to illness, then she lost all her 3 grown-up sons in 3 separate accidents. Unlike Job who got back his wealth & health, and had 10 more children as "the Lord blessed the latter part of Job's life more than the first" (Job 42:12), this woman, now in her golden years, had spent most of her life alone ....... with God.
How would you feel if you are threatened with cancer a second time? Two years after my cancer treatment, I was told cancer had spread to my lung. Like me, you might have a feel of what Job & this woman went through. You might have exclaimed, "Oh no, not again!"
Do you feel like your life is getting from bad to worse? How will you carry on living with strength & courage? I hope the story below will encourage you.
Source : TFTD (http://tftd-alansmith.blogspot.com/)
Contributor : Ps Alan Smith
Date : 24 Apr 2009
from bad to worse
Have you ever had one of those days when, no matter how hard you try, things just seem to go from bad to worse?
The story is told of two cowboys who were working cattle one day. One of them discovered he was in trouble when a wild bull, with his head down and nostrils flaring, came charging toward him. The cowboy saw a deep hole in the ground and quickly jumped in it. As soon as the bull passed over him, he jumped out of the hole.
The bull, madder than ever, came charging back again, and the cowboy jumped back down into the hole. When the bull passed, the cowboy jumped out of the hole again. He did this several times.
Finally, the other cowboy, who was watching it all from a distance yelled out, "Why don't you just stay in the hole?"
The cowboy yelled back, "I would, but there's a bear in the hole!"
Maybe some of you feel like every day is like that! If ever there was someone who must have felt that way, it was the apostle Paul. Listen to him describing his life as a Christian :
"From the Jews five times I received forty stripes minus one. Three times I was beaten with rods; once I was stoned; three times I was shipwrecked; a night and a day I have been in the deep; in journeys often, in perils of waters, in perils of robbers, in perils of my own countrymen, in perils of the Gentiles, in perils in the city, in perils in the wilderness, in perils in the sea, in perils among false brethren; in weariness and toil, in sleeplessness often, in hunger and thirst, in fastings often, in cold and nakedness..." (2 Cor. 11:24-27)
Sounds like a man who ought to be miserable, doesn't it? I mean, how much can one man take? How much worse can it possibly get? It convicts me to read through that list as I think of the minor problems in my life that I allow to create a dark cloud over my life. If I had to deal with the problems on Paul's list on a daily basis, then I'd really have reason to moan and whine, "Why, me Lord? Why does life have to be so hard?"
The funny thing is, though, that wasn't Paul's reaction at all. He didn't list all those problems to garner sympathy. In fact, he finishes out this section by writing :
"Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in needs, in persecutions, in distresses, for Christ's sake....." (2 Cor. 12:10).
Taking pleasure in distresses? When is the last time you took pleasure in locking your keys in your car? When is the last time you took pleasure in running your cell phone through the washing machine (don't laugh! I actually did that this week)? When is the last time you took pleasure in hearing the news that you're getting laid off, the biopsy came back positive, or there was a terrible auto accident?
The "pleasure" in such things is not the ability to laugh and joke. The "pleasure" is found in the last half of 2 Cor 12:10, "...For when I am weak, then I am strong."
Everything that happens to me in life is a reminder that I am not in control, but I am a child of the One who is. It is a reminder that I don't have the power to fix everything that breaks in life, but I serve the One who has that power. It is a reminder that I sometimes don't know how I'm going to have the strength to cope, but I rest in the arms of the One who has promised to be there with me no matter what. And it is during those moments when life throws its worst at me that I feel closest to God.
Whatever trials you are facing this day, may you find your strength in God."Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in needs, in persecutions, in distresses, for Christ's sake. For when I am weak, then I am strong." (2 Cor. 12:10)
Monday 27 April 2009
praise the Lord in good & bad times
Blessed Be Your Name
by Matt Redman
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zkkjC13PHs8
Blessed Be Your Name
In the land that is plentiful
Where Your streams of abundance flow
Blessed be Your name
Blessed Be Your name
When I'm found in the desert place
Though I walk through the wilderness
Blessed Be Your name
Every blessing You pour out
I'll turn back to praise
When the darkness closes in, Lord
Still I will say
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be Your name
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be Your glorious name
Blessed be Your name
When the sun's shining down on me
When the world's 'all as it should be'
Blessed be Your name
Blessed be Your name
On the road marked with suffering
Though there's pain in the offering
Blessed be Your name
Every blessing You pour out
I'll turn back to praise
When the darkness closes in, Lord
Still I will say
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be Your name
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be Your glorious name
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be Your name
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be Your glorious name
You give and take away
You give and take away
My heart will choose to say
Lord, blessed be Your name
by Matt Redman
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zkkjC13PHs8
Blessed Be Your Name
In the land that is plentiful
Where Your streams of abundance flow
Blessed be Your name
Blessed Be Your name
When I'm found in the desert place
Though I walk through the wilderness
Blessed Be Your name
Every blessing You pour out
I'll turn back to praise
When the darkness closes in, Lord
Still I will say
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be Your name
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be Your glorious name
Blessed be Your name
When the sun's shining down on me
When the world's 'all as it should be'
Blessed be Your name
Blessed be Your name
On the road marked with suffering
Though there's pain in the offering
Blessed be Your name
Every blessing You pour out
I'll turn back to praise
When the darkness closes in, Lord
Still I will say
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be Your name
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be Your glorious name
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be Your name
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be Your glorious name
You give and take away
You give and take away
My heart will choose to say
Lord, blessed be Your name
"Naked I came from my mother's womb,
and naked I will depart.
The Lord gave & the Lord has taken away;
may the name of the Lord be praised." (Job 1:20)
Thursday 16 April 2009
hope in the midst of suffering
source : Daily Wisdom
poem contributed by : John Knighton
date : 15 Apr 2009
Jesus is alive!
I can’t tell you how to act
I can’t tell you how to be,
All I can tell you, is what
God has done for me.
I can’t tell you how to feel,
I can’t tell you how to talk,
All I can tell you, is how
God has changed my walk.
I can’t tell you how to think,
I can’t tell you how to pray,
All I can tell you, is that
God is there every single day.
I can’t tell you there’s no hurt,
I can’t tell you there’s no pain,
All I can tell you, is that
God remembers and knows your name.
Through all the hardships we endure,
Through all the joy and sorrow we survive,
All I can tell you, is this,
that Jesus is Alive !
poem contributed by : John Knighton
date : 15 Apr 2009
Jesus is alive!
I can’t tell you how to act
I can’t tell you how to be,
All I can tell you, is what
God has done for me.
I can’t tell you how to feel,
I can’t tell you how to talk,
All I can tell you, is how
God has changed my walk.
I can’t tell you how to think,
I can’t tell you how to pray,
All I can tell you, is that
God is there every single day.
I can’t tell you there’s no hurt,
I can’t tell you there’s no pain,
All I can tell you, is that
God remembers and knows your name.
Through all the hardships we endure,
Through all the joy and sorrow we survive,
All I can tell you, is this,
that Jesus is Alive !
Friday 27 March 2009
the value of teachers
Teachers' Day is still many months away. I hope the story below will encourage all you teachers out there .......
Source : thought-for-the-day (http://www.tftd-online.com/)
Writer : Pastor Alan Smith
Date : 25 Mar 2009
There is a beautiful legend about a king who decided to set aside a special day to honor his greatest subject. When the big day arrived, there was a large gathering in the palace courtyard. Four finalists were brought forward, and from these four, the king would select the winner.
The first person presented was a wealthy philanthropist. The king was told that this man was highly deserving of the honor because of his humanitarian efforts. He had given much of his wealth to the poor.
The second person was a celebrated physician. The king was told that this doctor was highly deserving of the honor because he had rendered faithful and dedicated service to the sick for many years.
The third person was a distinguished judge. The king was told that the judge was worthy because he was noted for his wisdom, his fairness, and his brilliant decisions.
The fourth person presented was an elderly woman. Everyone was quite surprised to see her there because her manner was quite humble, as was her dress. She hardly looked the part of someone who would be honored as the greatest subject in the kingdom. What chance could she possibly have, when compared to the other three, who had accomplished so much? Even so, there was something about her - the look of love in her face, the understanding in her eyes, her quiet confidence.
The king was intrigued, to say the least, and somewhat puzzled by her presence. He asked who she was. The answer came: "You see the philanthropist, the doctor, and the judge? Well, she was their teacher!"
James wrote, "Not many of you should presume to be teachers, my brothers" (James 3:1). He points out that teachers will be judged more severely. He could just as easily have said that teachers have a greater responsibility, a greater challenge, a greater opportunity to affect the lives of people in a negative way. It is impossible to teach without using words, and with greater use of words comes a greater danger that the words will do harm.
But thanks be to God that there are those who face that challenge and assume that responsibility and make a diligent effort to use their words as an opportunity to affect the lives of people in a positive way. Those of you who are teachers -- who can begin to measure the tremendous effect that you are having in the lives of the children (and adults) in your classrooms? You may not see the results of your efforts for years. In fact, you may never get to see the results. But you do make a difference.
Those of you who are schoolteachers are teaching not only the basics of education, but you are teaching values and character. Those of you who are Bible class teachers are filling the minds and hearts of our children with stories of faith that will stay with them for the rest of their lives. Those of you who are preachers are strengthening the family of God and bringing salvation to the lost.
So, my hat is off to all of you who are teachers because you make a difference!
Source : thought-for-the-day (http://www.tftd-online.com/)
Writer : Pastor Alan Smith
Date : 25 Mar 2009
There is a beautiful legend about a king who decided to set aside a special day to honor his greatest subject. When the big day arrived, there was a large gathering in the palace courtyard. Four finalists were brought forward, and from these four, the king would select the winner.
The first person presented was a wealthy philanthropist. The king was told that this man was highly deserving of the honor because of his humanitarian efforts. He had given much of his wealth to the poor.
The second person was a celebrated physician. The king was told that this doctor was highly deserving of the honor because he had rendered faithful and dedicated service to the sick for many years.
The third person was a distinguished judge. The king was told that the judge was worthy because he was noted for his wisdom, his fairness, and his brilliant decisions.
The fourth person presented was an elderly woman. Everyone was quite surprised to see her there because her manner was quite humble, as was her dress. She hardly looked the part of someone who would be honored as the greatest subject in the kingdom. What chance could she possibly have, when compared to the other three, who had accomplished so much? Even so, there was something about her - the look of love in her face, the understanding in her eyes, her quiet confidence.
The king was intrigued, to say the least, and somewhat puzzled by her presence. He asked who she was. The answer came: "You see the philanthropist, the doctor, and the judge? Well, she was their teacher!"
James wrote, "Not many of you should presume to be teachers, my brothers" (James 3:1). He points out that teachers will be judged more severely. He could just as easily have said that teachers have a greater responsibility, a greater challenge, a greater opportunity to affect the lives of people in a negative way. It is impossible to teach without using words, and with greater use of words comes a greater danger that the words will do harm.
But thanks be to God that there are those who face that challenge and assume that responsibility and make a diligent effort to use their words as an opportunity to affect the lives of people in a positive way. Those of you who are teachers -- who can begin to measure the tremendous effect that you are having in the lives of the children (and adults) in your classrooms? You may not see the results of your efforts for years. In fact, you may never get to see the results. But you do make a difference.
Those of you who are schoolteachers are teaching not only the basics of education, but you are teaching values and character. Those of you who are Bible class teachers are filling the minds and hearts of our children with stories of faith that will stay with them for the rest of their lives. Those of you who are preachers are strengthening the family of God and bringing salvation to the lost.
So, my hat is off to all of you who are teachers because you make a difference!
"We have different gifts, according to the grace given us. If a man's gift is prophesying, let him use it in proportion to his faith. If it is serving, let him serve; if it is teaching, let him teach." (Romans 12:6-7)
Thursday 26 March 2009
when God tests us
Source : KneEmail
Editor : Mike Benson
Date : 25 Mar 2009
YOU MIGHT ASK, "Why does God need to test us...?
Doesn't He know everything, including what we would do in every situation?" Yes, God knows--but we don't! God doesn't test us in order to find out something He doesn't already know. He tests us so that we can learn about ourselves and His love, power and faithfulness.
In Genesis 22, God tested Abraham by commanding him to sacrifice his son Isaac on a mountain in the land of Moriah. Isaac was Abraham's only son by his wife, Sarah -- the son God had promised to Abraham. By demanding that Isaac be sacrificed, God seemed to be nullifying His covenant of making a great nation out of Abraham. How could God's promise be fulfilled if Isaac was dead?
God tested Abraham to reveal whether or not Abraham truly trusted His promise. Yes, God knew what Abraham would do, but He wanted Abraham to know as well. So God put Abraham to the test -- and Abraham passed it. As Abraham raised his knife to sacrifice his own son, God stopped him and provided a sacrificial ram instead.
THOUGHT : Every test involves obedience in one way or another. When God tests us, He reveals the true state of our hearts. (Os Hillman)
Editor : Mike Benson
Date : 25 Mar 2009
YOU MIGHT ASK, "Why does God need to test us...?
Doesn't He know everything, including what we would do in every situation?" Yes, God knows--but we don't! God doesn't test us in order to find out something He doesn't already know. He tests us so that we can learn about ourselves and His love, power and faithfulness.
In Genesis 22, God tested Abraham by commanding him to sacrifice his son Isaac on a mountain in the land of Moriah. Isaac was Abraham's only son by his wife, Sarah -- the son God had promised to Abraham. By demanding that Isaac be sacrificed, God seemed to be nullifying His covenant of making a great nation out of Abraham. How could God's promise be fulfilled if Isaac was dead?
God tested Abraham to reveal whether or not Abraham truly trusted His promise. Yes, God knew what Abraham would do, but He wanted Abraham to know as well. So God put Abraham to the test -- and Abraham passed it. As Abraham raised his knife to sacrifice his own son, God stopped him and provided a sacrificial ram instead.
THOUGHT : Every test involves obedience in one way or another. When God tests us, He reveals the true state of our hearts. (Os Hillman)
"Test me, O Lord, and try me,
examine my heart and my mind."
(Psalm 26:2)
Sunday 15 March 2009
what's most important in life?
Source : Daily Wisdom (http://www.dailywisdom.com/)
Contributor : Daphne Harrington
Date : 12 Mar 2009
the lily & the bluebird
Once upon a time there was a beautiful lily. This lily had a bluebird friend who used to perch on a nearby fencepost and visit with her nearly every day. Together they enjoyed observing the rancher and his family who owned the place where they lived. They watched as, day after day, the rancher and his family worked tirelessly. Though their ranch was profitable and their hard work admirable, the conversation the friends overheard and the things they observed were curious to the pair. It seemed the more profitable the ranch became, the more the family thought they needed.
The bluebird made an observational flight over the rancher's domain, "You know, lily," he said upon his return, "All their hard work is really paying off. They have increased and improved this place substantially in the last few years."
"I know," replied the lily, "But have you also noticed that along with their increase they have less and less time for each other. They have all but quit going to church, and I hear them arguing more and more. And come to think of it," she observed, "I used to see the farmer and his wife taking long walks. Sometimes they walked together, hand in hand and at other times I used to see each of them taking time out of their busy days for a stroll alone in the woods, talking with the Lord. Nowadays however, they are too busy for that."
The bluebird chimed in, "Now they've turned the management of the farm over to the farmhands and have both taken jobs in the city in order to earn even more money so they can keep up the possessions they already have."
"Yes, and they've also bought a second home in Florida so they can have a nice warm place to live when it gets too cold here," said the lily.
The bluebird heaved a mournful sigh, "Lily," he said, "When the rancher and his family went to church, do you think they heard how the Heavenly Father told them to take a close look at you and me and to observe the secret of simplicity in how He takes care of His creatures? It seems to me they are complicating their lives instead of making them better."
To all this, the beautiful lily replied, "Why is it that people go to school and study textbooks and learn many great things, yet they aren't smart enough to read God's textbook on life and apply it?"
"Yeah," said the bluebird, "Then they too could fly and be free."
(You can read more about the Lily and the Bluebird in Matthew chapter 6.)
Contributor : Daphne Harrington
Date : 12 Mar 2009
the lily & the bluebird
Once upon a time there was a beautiful lily. This lily had a bluebird friend who used to perch on a nearby fencepost and visit with her nearly every day. Together they enjoyed observing the rancher and his family who owned the place where they lived. They watched as, day after day, the rancher and his family worked tirelessly. Though their ranch was profitable and their hard work admirable, the conversation the friends overheard and the things they observed were curious to the pair. It seemed the more profitable the ranch became, the more the family thought they needed.
The bluebird made an observational flight over the rancher's domain, "You know, lily," he said upon his return, "All their hard work is really paying off. They have increased and improved this place substantially in the last few years."
"I know," replied the lily, "But have you also noticed that along with their increase they have less and less time for each other. They have all but quit going to church, and I hear them arguing more and more. And come to think of it," she observed, "I used to see the farmer and his wife taking long walks. Sometimes they walked together, hand in hand and at other times I used to see each of them taking time out of their busy days for a stroll alone in the woods, talking with the Lord. Nowadays however, they are too busy for that."
The bluebird chimed in, "Now they've turned the management of the farm over to the farmhands and have both taken jobs in the city in order to earn even more money so they can keep up the possessions they already have."
"Yes, and they've also bought a second home in Florida so they can have a nice warm place to live when it gets too cold here," said the lily.
The bluebird heaved a mournful sigh, "Lily," he said, "When the rancher and his family went to church, do you think they heard how the Heavenly Father told them to take a close look at you and me and to observe the secret of simplicity in how He takes care of His creatures? It seems to me they are complicating their lives instead of making them better."
To all this, the beautiful lily replied, "Why is it that people go to school and study textbooks and learn many great things, yet they aren't smart enough to read God's textbook on life and apply it?"
"Yeah," said the bluebird, "Then they too could fly and be free."
(You can read more about the Lily and the Bluebird in Matthew chapter 6.)
"Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your Heavenly Father feeds them ......... See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labour or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendour was dressed like one of these ....... Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own." (Matt 6:26, 28-29, 34)
Tuesday 10 March 2009
feel like giving up?
I used to read RBC's Our Daily Bread as my daily devotional until I switched to RBC's Our Daily Journal since its debut in 2008. ODJ is written for the more spiritually matured Christian (that's my opinion) as its writings are deeper & more thought-provoking. I will like to share what I read today.
#1 and done
Source : Our Daily Journey devotional
Writer : Tom Felten
Publisher : RBC Ministries
Date : Thur 10 Mar 2009
Bible Passage : 1 Kings 19:1-15
"I was at the end of the road. I leave with my head held high.”
Tennis star Justine Henin expressed those thoughts during a press conference last year —announcing her immediate retirement from the sport. All athletes eventually hang up the sneakers, but not when they’re just 25 years old and ranked No. 1 in the world!
So why did Justine quit? Personal struggles off the court in 2007 and performance struggles on it during 2008 were likely contributors to her early career closure.
Not many of us will play professional tennis. But we all identify with Justine Henin’s desire to quit. Whether in a difficult relationship or struggling with a dead-end job or depression, we can feel like giving up.
Just ask Elijah. He knew that sinking feeling.
Shortly after the prophet experienced the amazing intervention of God in defeating the prophets of Baal on Mount Carmel (1 Kings 18:38-40), he was seriously ready to call it quits. Why? A ruthless queen named Jezebel had threatened to kill him (19:2). Things weren’t going his way, and pride caused him to think he shouldn’t have to endure this personal attack (vv.10,14).
So Elijah bolted for the wilderness. Feeling defeated and deeply troubled, he prayed, “I have had enough, Lord. . . . Take my life” (v.4). God responded by tenderly feeding him (v.8), sheltering him (v.9), and teaching him (vv.11-13). His “gentle whisper” (v.12) of instruction revealed that He sometimes does things in amazing ways and other times in quiet ways. God then sent Elijah back to finish the work—Jezebel or no Jezebel.
Are you discouraged today because God hasn’t “come through” in a big, amazing way for you? Be still and turn your eyes to Him. He will help you keep going — though He may choose to do it in a quiet, unexpected way.
#1 and done
Source : Our Daily Journey devotional
Writer : Tom Felten
Publisher : RBC Ministries
Date : Thur 10 Mar 2009
Bible Passage : 1 Kings 19:1-15
"I have had enough, Lord," he said. "Take my life." (1 Kings 19:4)
"I was at the end of the road. I leave with my head held high.”
Tennis star Justine Henin expressed those thoughts during a press conference last year —announcing her immediate retirement from the sport. All athletes eventually hang up the sneakers, but not when they’re just 25 years old and ranked No. 1 in the world!
So why did Justine quit? Personal struggles off the court in 2007 and performance struggles on it during 2008 were likely contributors to her early career closure.
Not many of us will play professional tennis. But we all identify with Justine Henin’s desire to quit. Whether in a difficult relationship or struggling with a dead-end job or depression, we can feel like giving up.
Just ask Elijah. He knew that sinking feeling.
Shortly after the prophet experienced the amazing intervention of God in defeating the prophets of Baal on Mount Carmel (1 Kings 18:38-40), he was seriously ready to call it quits. Why? A ruthless queen named Jezebel had threatened to kill him (19:2). Things weren’t going his way, and pride caused him to think he shouldn’t have to endure this personal attack (vv.10,14).
So Elijah bolted for the wilderness. Feeling defeated and deeply troubled, he prayed, “I have had enough, Lord. . . . Take my life” (v.4). God responded by tenderly feeding him (v.8), sheltering him (v.9), and teaching him (vv.11-13). His “gentle whisper” (v.12) of instruction revealed that He sometimes does things in amazing ways and other times in quiet ways. God then sent Elijah back to finish the work—Jezebel or no Jezebel.
Are you discouraged today because God hasn’t “come through” in a big, amazing way for you? Be still and turn your eyes to Him. He will help you keep going — though He may choose to do it in a quiet, unexpected way.
Monday 9 March 2009
press on heavenward
Source : KneEmail
Editor : Mike Benson
Date : 9 Mar 2009
Goal
It was a fog-shrouded morning, July 4, 1952, when a young woman named Florence Chadwick waded into the water off Catalina Island.
She intended to swim the channel from the island to the California coast. Long-distance swimming was not new to her; she had been the first woman to swim the English Channel in both directions.
The water was numbing cold that day. The fog was so thick she could hardly see the boats in her party. Several times sharks had to be driven away with rifle fire. She swam more than 15 hours before she asked to be taken out of the water. Her trainer tried to encourage her to swim on since they were so close to land, but when Florence looked, all she saw was fog. So she quit ...... only one-mile from her goal.
Later she said, "I'm not excusing myself, but if I could have seen the land I might have made it." It wasn't the cold or fear or exhaustion that caused Florence Chadwick to fail. It was the fog.
THOUGHT : Many times we too fail, not because we're afraid or because of the peer pressure or because of anything other than the fact that we lose sight of the goal.
By the way, two months after her failure, Florence Chadwick walked off the same beach into the same channel and swam the distance, setting a new speed record, because she could see the land!
Editor : Mike Benson
Date : 9 Mar 2009
Goal
It was a fog-shrouded morning, July 4, 1952, when a young woman named Florence Chadwick waded into the water off Catalina Island.
She intended to swim the channel from the island to the California coast. Long-distance swimming was not new to her; she had been the first woman to swim the English Channel in both directions.
The water was numbing cold that day. The fog was so thick she could hardly see the boats in her party. Several times sharks had to be driven away with rifle fire. She swam more than 15 hours before she asked to be taken out of the water. Her trainer tried to encourage her to swim on since they were so close to land, but when Florence looked, all she saw was fog. So she quit ...... only one-mile from her goal.
Later she said, "I'm not excusing myself, but if I could have seen the land I might have made it." It wasn't the cold or fear or exhaustion that caused Florence Chadwick to fail. It was the fog.
THOUGHT : Many times we too fail, not because we're afraid or because of the peer pressure or because of anything other than the fact that we lose sight of the goal.
By the way, two months after her failure, Florence Chadwick walked off the same beach into the same channel and swam the distance, setting a new speed record, because she could see the land!
"I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which
God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus." (Philippians 3:14)
Saturday 28 February 2009
compassion
How do you show compassion to someone who "falls into a pit"? It could be someone you know who has fallen critically ill or who has met with a misfortune or who has fallen into hard times.
We are familiar with the Parable of the Good Samaritan told by Jesus in Luke 10:30-37. Below is the modern-day version of this parable.
A man fell into a pit and couldn't get himself out.
A Christian Scientist said, "You only think that you are in a pit."
A Pharisee said, "Only bad people fall into a pit."
A Fundamentalist said, "You deserve your pit."
A Charismatic said, "Just confess that you're not in a pit."
A Methodist said, "We brought you some food and clothing while you're in the pit."
A Presbyterian said, "This was no accident, you know."
An Optimist said, "Things could be worse."
A Pessimist said, "Things will get worse!"
Jesus, seeing the man, took him by the hand and lifted him out of the pit.
That is the essence of Christ and of His compassion.
That is the spirit of Christian compassion.
We are familiar with the Parable of the Good Samaritan told by Jesus in Luke 10:30-37. Below is the modern-day version of this parable.
A man fell into a pit and couldn't get himself out.
A Christian Scientist said, "You only think that you are in a pit."
A Pharisee said, "Only bad people fall into a pit."
A Fundamentalist said, "You deserve your pit."
A Charismatic said, "Just confess that you're not in a pit."
A Methodist said, "We brought you some food and clothing while you're in the pit."
A Presbyterian said, "This was no accident, you know."
An Optimist said, "Things could be worse."
A Pessimist said, "Things will get worse!"
Jesus, seeing the man, took him by the hand and lifted him out of the pit.
That is the essence of Christ and of His compassion.
That is the spirit of Christian compassion.
"For my soul is full of trouble and my life draws near
the grave.
I am counted among those who go down to the pit;
I am like a man without strength." (Psalm 88:3-4)
"He lifted me out of the slimy pit,
out of the mud & mire;
He set my feet on a rock
and gave me a firm place to stand." (Psalm 40:2)
Saturday 21 February 2009
living with adversity
In a small village in Shandong, China lives a woman without arms who makes her way through adversity and found her happiness in life.
The strong determination of this amazing woman to live a normal life despite her handicap is very inspiring. If you think life is tough for you, think again. If she can do it, so can you.
Simply click on the following link to watch this moving story :
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5GNzBFnUAdo
The strong determination of this amazing woman to live a normal life despite her handicap is very inspiring. If you think life is tough for you, think again. If she can do it, so can you.
Simply click on the following link to watch this moving story :
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5GNzBFnUAdo
"I consider that our present sufferings are not worth
comparing with the glory that will be revealed in us." (Rom 8:18)
Thursday 19 February 2009
15 things God won't ask
God won't ask what kind of car you drove,
but will ask how many people you drove who didn't have transportation.
God won't ask the square footage of your house,
but will ask how many people you welcomed into your home.
God won't ask about the fancy clothes you had in your closet,
but will ask how many of those clothes helped the needy.
God won't ask about your social status,
but will ask what kind of class you displayed.
God won't ask how many material possessions you had,
but will ask if they dictated your life.
God won't ask what your highest salary was,
but will ask if you compromised your character to obtain that salary.
God won't ask how much overtime you worked,
but will ask if you worked overtime for your family and loved ones.
God won't ask how many promotions you received,
but will ask how you promoted others.
God won't ask what your job title was,
but will ask if you performed your job to the best of your ability.
God won't ask what you did to help yourself,
but will ask what you did to help others.
God won't ask how many friends you had,
but will ask how many people to whom you were a true friend.
God won't ask what you did to protect your rights,
but will ask what you did to protect the rights of others.
God won't ask in what neighbourhood you lived,
but will ask how you treated your neighbours.
God won't ask about the colour of your skin,
but will ask about the content of your character.
God won't ask how many times your deeds matched your words,
but will ask how many times they didn't.
When there is nothing left but God,
that is when you find out God is all you need.
but will ask how many people you drove who didn't have transportation.
God won't ask the square footage of your house,
but will ask how many people you welcomed into your home.
God won't ask about the fancy clothes you had in your closet,
but will ask how many of those clothes helped the needy.
God won't ask about your social status,
but will ask what kind of class you displayed.
God won't ask how many material possessions you had,
but will ask if they dictated your life.
God won't ask what your highest salary was,
but will ask if you compromised your character to obtain that salary.
God won't ask how much overtime you worked,
but will ask if you worked overtime for your family and loved ones.
God won't ask how many promotions you received,
but will ask how you promoted others.
God won't ask what your job title was,
but will ask if you performed your job to the best of your ability.
God won't ask what you did to help yourself,
but will ask what you did to help others.
God won't ask how many friends you had,
but will ask how many people to whom you were a true friend.
God won't ask what you did to protect your rights,
but will ask what you did to protect the rights of others.
God won't ask in what neighbourhood you lived,
but will ask how you treated your neighbours.
God won't ask about the colour of your skin,
but will ask about the content of your character.
God won't ask how many times your deeds matched your words,
but will ask how many times they didn't.
When there is nothing left but God,
that is when you find out God is all you need.
Wednesday 18 February 2009
just checking in
A minister passing through his church
in the middle of the day,
Decided to pause by the altar
and see who had come to pray.
Just then the back door opened,
a man came down the aisle,
The minister frowned as he saw
the man hadn't shaved in a while.
His shirt was kind of shabby
and his coat was worn and frayed,
The man knelt, he bowed his head,
then rose and walked away.
In the days that followed,
each noon time came this chap,
Each time he knelt just for a moment,
a lunch pail in his lap.
Well, the minister's suspicions grew,
with robbery a main fear,
He decided to stop the man and ask him,
'What are you doing here?'
The old man said, he worked down the road.
Lunch was half an hour.
Lunchtime was his prayer time,
for finding strength and power.
'I stay only moments, see,
because the factory is so far away;
as I kneel here talking to the Lord,
this is what I say :
'I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,
HOW HAPPY I HAVE BEEN,
SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER'S FRIENDSHIP
AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN.
I DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY,
BUT I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY.
SO, JESUS, THIS IS JIM
CHECKING IN TODAY.'
The minister feeling foolish,
told Jim, that was fine.
He told the man he was welcome
to come and pray just anytime.
Time to go, Jim smiled, said 'Thanks.'
He hurried to the door.
The minister knelt at the altar,
he'd never done it before.
His cold heart melted, warmed with love,
and met with Jesus there.
As the tears flowed in his heart,
he repeated old Jim's prayer :
'I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,
HOW HAPPY I HAVE BEEN,
SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER'S FRIENDSHIP
AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN.
I DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY,
BUT I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY.
SO, JESUS, THIS IS ME
CHECKING IN TODAY.'
Past noon one day, the minister noticed
that old Jim hadn't come.
As more days passed without Jim,
he began to worry some.
At the factory, he asked about him,
learning he was ill.
The hospital staff was worried,
but he'd given them a thrill.
The week that Jim was with them,
brought changes in the ward.
His smiles, a joy contagious,
changed people were his reward.
The head nurse couldn't understand
why Jim was so glad,
When no flowers, calls or cards came,
not a visitor he had.
The minister stayed by his bed,
he voiced the nurse's concern.
No friends came to show they cared.
He had nowhere to turn.
Looking surprised, old Jim spoke up
and with a winsome smile.
'The nurse is wrong, she couldn't know,
that in here all the while."
"Everyday at noon He's here,
a dear friend of mine, you see,
He sits right down, takes my hand,
Leans over and says to me :
'I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, JIM,
HOW HAPPY I HAVE BEEN,
SINCE WE FOUND THIS FRIENDSHIP,
AND I TOOK AWAY YOUR SIN.
I ALWAYS LOVE TO HEAR YOU PRAY,
I THINK ABOUT YOU EACH DAY,
AND SO JIM, THIS IS JESUS
CHECKING IN TODAY.'
Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only Jesus is a True Friend who will leave His footprints in your heart.
in the middle of the day,
Decided to pause by the altar
and see who had come to pray.
Just then the back door opened,
a man came down the aisle,
The minister frowned as he saw
the man hadn't shaved in a while.
His shirt was kind of shabby
and his coat was worn and frayed,
The man knelt, he bowed his head,
then rose and walked away.
In the days that followed,
each noon time came this chap,
Each time he knelt just for a moment,
a lunch pail in his lap.
Well, the minister's suspicions grew,
with robbery a main fear,
He decided to stop the man and ask him,
'What are you doing here?'
The old man said, he worked down the road.
Lunch was half an hour.
Lunchtime was his prayer time,
for finding strength and power.
'I stay only moments, see,
because the factory is so far away;
as I kneel here talking to the Lord,
this is what I say :
'I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,
HOW HAPPY I HAVE BEEN,
SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER'S FRIENDSHIP
AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN.
I DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY,
BUT I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY.
SO, JESUS, THIS IS JIM
CHECKING IN TODAY.'
The minister feeling foolish,
told Jim, that was fine.
He told the man he was welcome
to come and pray just anytime.
Time to go, Jim smiled, said 'Thanks.'
He hurried to the door.
The minister knelt at the altar,
he'd never done it before.
His cold heart melted, warmed with love,
and met with Jesus there.
As the tears flowed in his heart,
he repeated old Jim's prayer :
'I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,
HOW HAPPY I HAVE BEEN,
SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER'S FRIENDSHIP
AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN.
I DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY,
BUT I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY.
SO, JESUS, THIS IS ME
CHECKING IN TODAY.'
Past noon one day, the minister noticed
that old Jim hadn't come.
As more days passed without Jim,
he began to worry some.
At the factory, he asked about him,
learning he was ill.
The hospital staff was worried,
but he'd given them a thrill.
The week that Jim was with them,
brought changes in the ward.
His smiles, a joy contagious,
changed people were his reward.
The head nurse couldn't understand
why Jim was so glad,
When no flowers, calls or cards came,
not a visitor he had.
The minister stayed by his bed,
he voiced the nurse's concern.
No friends came to show they cared.
He had nowhere to turn.
Looking surprised, old Jim spoke up
and with a winsome smile.
'The nurse is wrong, she couldn't know,
that in here all the while."
"Everyday at noon He's here,
a dear friend of mine, you see,
He sits right down, takes my hand,
Leans over and says to me :
'I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, JIM,
HOW HAPPY I HAVE BEEN,
SINCE WE FOUND THIS FRIENDSHIP,
AND I TOOK AWAY YOUR SIN.
I ALWAYS LOVE TO HEAR YOU PRAY,
I THINK ABOUT YOU EACH DAY,
AND SO JIM, THIS IS JESUS
CHECKING IN TODAY.'
Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only Jesus is a True Friend who will leave His footprints in your heart.
Tuesday 17 February 2009
the holy alphabet
Although things are not perfect
Because of trial or pain
Continue in thanksgiving
Do not begin to blame
Even when times are hard
Fierce winds are bound to blow
God is forever able
Hold on to what you know
Imagine life without His love
Joy would cease to be
Keep thanking Him for all the things
Love imparts to thee
Move out of "Camp Complaining"
No weapon that is known
On earth can yield the power
Praise can do alone
Quit looking at the future
Redeem the time at hand
Start every day with worship
To "thank" is a command
Until we see Him coming
Victorious in the sky
We'll run the race with gratitude
X-alting God most high
Yes, there'll be good times and yes some will be bad, but...
Zion waits in glory...where none are ever sad!
Because of trial or pain
Continue in thanksgiving
Do not begin to blame
Even when times are hard
Fierce winds are bound to blow
God is forever able
Hold on to what you know
Imagine life without His love
Joy would cease to be
Keep thanking Him for all the things
Love imparts to thee
Move out of "Camp Complaining"
No weapon that is known
On earth can yield the power
Praise can do alone
Quit looking at the future
Redeem the time at hand
Start every day with worship
To "thank" is a command
Until we see Him coming
Victorious in the sky
We'll run the race with gratitude
X-alting God most high
Yes, there'll be good times and yes some will be bad, but...
Zion waits in glory...where none are ever sad!
"Behold, I am coming soon! My reward is with Me, and I will give to anyone according to what He has done. I am the Alpha & the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End." (Revelation 22:12-13)
Monday 16 February 2009
a piece of cake
A little boy is telling his grandma how everything is going wrong.....school, family problems, severe health problems, etc.
Meanwhile, Grandma is baking a cake. She asks her grandson if he would like a snack which, of course, he does.
"Here, have some cooking oil."
"Yucks!" says the boy.
"How about a couple raw eggs?"
"Gross, Grandma!"
"Would you like some flour then? Or maybe baking soda?"
"Grandma, those are all yucky!"
"Yes, all those things seem bad all by themselves, but when they are put together in the right way, they make a wonderfully delicious cake!"
God works the same way. Many times we wonder why he would let us go through such bad and difficult times. But God knows that when He puts these things all in His order, they always work for good! We just have to trust Him and eventually, they will all make something wonderful!
Meanwhile, Grandma is baking a cake. She asks her grandson if he would like a snack which, of course, he does.
"Here, have some cooking oil."
"Yucks!" says the boy.
"How about a couple raw eggs?"
"Gross, Grandma!"
"Would you like some flour then? Or maybe baking soda?"
"Grandma, those are all yucky!"
"Yes, all those things seem bad all by themselves, but when they are put together in the right way, they make a wonderfully delicious cake!"
God works the same way. Many times we wonder why he would let us go through such bad and difficult times. But God knows that when He puts these things all in His order, they always work for good! We just have to trust Him and eventually, they will all make something wonderful!
"And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose." (Romans 8:28)
Sunday 15 February 2009
shoes in church
I showered and shaved.....I adjusted my tie.
I got there and sat.....In a pew just in time.
Bowing my head in prayer..... As I closed my eyes.
I saw the shoe of the man next to me.....Touching my own. I sighed.
With plenty of room on either side.....I thought, 'Why must our soles touch?'
It bothered me, his shoe touching mine.....But it didn't bother him much.
A prayer began: 'Our Father'.....I thought, 'This man with the shoes has no pride.
They're dusty, worn, and scratched.....Even worse, there are holes on the side!'
'Thank You for blessings,' the prayer went on....The shoe man said a quiet 'Amen.'
I tried to focus on the prayer.....But my thoughts were on his shoes again.
Aren't we supposed to look our best.....When walking through that door?
'Well, this certainly isn't it,' I thought.....Glancing toward the floor.
Then the prayer was ended.....And the songs of praise began.
The shoe man was certainly loud.....Sounding proud as he sang.
His voice lifted the rafters.....His hands were raised high.
The Lord could surely hear.....The shoe man's voice from the sky.
It was time for the offering..... And what I threw in was steep.
I watched as the shoe man reached.....Into his pockets so deep.
I saw what was pulled out.....What the shoe man put in.
Then I heard a soft 'clink'.....As when silver hits tin.
The sermon really bored me.....To tears, and that's no lie.
It was the same for the shoe man.....For tears fell from his eyes.
At the end of the service.....As is the custom here.
We must greet new visitors..... And show them all good cheer.
But I felt moved somehow.....And wanted to meet the shoe man.
So after the closing prayer.....I reached over and shook his hand.
He was old and his skin was dark.....And his hair was truly a mess.
But I thanked him for coming.....For being our guest.
He said, 'My name's Charlie.....I'm glad to meet you, my friend.'
There were tears in his eyes.....But he had a large, wide grin.
'Let me explain,' he said.....Wiping tears from his eyes.
'I've been coming here for months.....And you're the first to say 'Hi.'' '
'I know that my appearance.....Is not like all the rest.'
'But I really do try.....To always look my best.'
'I always clean and polish my shoes.....Before my very long walk.'
'But by the time I get here.....They're dirty and dusty, like chalk.'
My heart filled with pain.....And I swallowed to hide my tears.
As he continued to apologize.....For daring to sit so near.
He said, 'When I get here.....I know I must look a sight.'
'But I thought if I could touch you.....Then maybe our souls might unite.'
I was silent for a moment.....Knowing whatever was said
Would pale in comparison.....I spoke from my heart, not my head.
'Oh, you've touched me,' I said......And taught me, in part'.
'That the best of any man.....Is what is found in his heart.'
The rest, I thought..... This shoe man will never know.
Like just how thankful I really am.....That his dirty old shoe touched my soul.
I got there and sat.....In a pew just in time.
Bowing my head in prayer..... As I closed my eyes.
I saw the shoe of the man next to me.....Touching my own. I sighed.
With plenty of room on either side.....I thought, 'Why must our soles touch?'
It bothered me, his shoe touching mine.....But it didn't bother him much.
A prayer began: 'Our Father'.....I thought, 'This man with the shoes has no pride.
They're dusty, worn, and scratched.....Even worse, there are holes on the side!'
'Thank You for blessings,' the prayer went on....The shoe man said a quiet 'Amen.'
I tried to focus on the prayer.....But my thoughts were on his shoes again.
Aren't we supposed to look our best.....When walking through that door?
'Well, this certainly isn't it,' I thought.....Glancing toward the floor.
Then the prayer was ended.....And the songs of praise began.
The shoe man was certainly loud.....Sounding proud as he sang.
His voice lifted the rafters.....His hands were raised high.
The Lord could surely hear.....The shoe man's voice from the sky.
It was time for the offering..... And what I threw in was steep.
I watched as the shoe man reached.....Into his pockets so deep.
I saw what was pulled out.....What the shoe man put in.
Then I heard a soft 'clink'.....As when silver hits tin.
The sermon really bored me.....To tears, and that's no lie.
It was the same for the shoe man.....For tears fell from his eyes.
At the end of the service.....As is the custom here.
We must greet new visitors..... And show them all good cheer.
But I felt moved somehow.....And wanted to meet the shoe man.
So after the closing prayer.....I reached over and shook his hand.
He was old and his skin was dark.....And his hair was truly a mess.
But I thanked him for coming.....For being our guest.
He said, 'My name's Charlie.....I'm glad to meet you, my friend.'
There were tears in his eyes.....But he had a large, wide grin.
'Let me explain,' he said.....Wiping tears from his eyes.
'I've been coming here for months.....And you're the first to say 'Hi.'' '
'I know that my appearance.....Is not like all the rest.'
'But I really do try.....To always look my best.'
'I always clean and polish my shoes.....Before my very long walk.'
'But by the time I get here.....They're dirty and dusty, like chalk.'
My heart filled with pain.....And I swallowed to hide my tears.
As he continued to apologize.....For daring to sit so near.
He said, 'When I get here.....I know I must look a sight.'
'But I thought if I could touch you.....Then maybe our souls might unite.'
I was silent for a moment.....Knowing whatever was said
Would pale in comparison.....I spoke from my heart, not my head.
'Oh, you've touched me,' I said......And taught me, in part'.
'That the best of any man.....Is what is found in his heart.'
The rest, I thought..... This shoe man will never know.
Like just how thankful I really am.....That his dirty old shoe touched my soul.
"My brothers, as believers in our glorious Lord Jesus,
don't show favouritism." (James 2:1)
Thursday 15 January 2009
the power of appreciation
source : Daily Encounter by Dick Innes (http://www.actsweb.org/)
date published : 15 Jan 2009
"But encourage one another daily, as long as it is called today, so that none of you may be hardened by sin's deceitfulness." (Hebrews 3:13)
In "Character Counts" Michael Josephson shares how the students at Sandy's high school were badly shaken by the news that a classmate had just committed suicide. He left a note saying, "It's hard to live when nobody cares if you die." Realizing this was both a traumatic event that needed to be confronted and a teachable moment, a teacher talked to the students about how important it is that people feel valued. So, he told them to imagine they were about to die. Then he gave an assignment: "Write a note to tell someone how important he or she is to you."
Sandy, who had a rocky relationship with her mother, was especially moved by the idea that she might die without telling her mom how important she was, so she wrote a note: "We've had some rough times and I know I haven't been a very good daughter but I know I'm lucky to have you in my life. You are the best person I've ever known. Thanks for not giving up on me." She told her mom about the assignment and gave her the note. Her mom cried and hugged Sandy but said little.
The next morning Sandy found a note on her mirror. "Dearest daughter," it said, "I want you to know how much you are valued. Being your mother is the most important thing in my life. The truth is I've felt like such a failure I was seriously considering ending it all. I thought you'd be better off without me. Your appreciation makes my life worth living."
Be careful not to underestimate the power of expressed appreciation. As Sandy learned, it can make a big difference.
nothing can separate us from the love of God,
sockkim
date published : 15 Jan 2009
"But encourage one another daily, as long as it is called today, so that none of you may be hardened by sin's deceitfulness." (Hebrews 3:13)
In "Character Counts" Michael Josephson shares how the students at Sandy's high school were badly shaken by the news that a classmate had just committed suicide. He left a note saying, "It's hard to live when nobody cares if you die." Realizing this was both a traumatic event that needed to be confronted and a teachable moment, a teacher talked to the students about how important it is that people feel valued. So, he told them to imagine they were about to die. Then he gave an assignment: "Write a note to tell someone how important he or she is to you."
Sandy, who had a rocky relationship with her mother, was especially moved by the idea that she might die without telling her mom how important she was, so she wrote a note: "We've had some rough times and I know I haven't been a very good daughter but I know I'm lucky to have you in my life. You are the best person I've ever known. Thanks for not giving up on me." She told her mom about the assignment and gave her the note. Her mom cried and hugged Sandy but said little.
The next morning Sandy found a note on her mirror. "Dearest daughter," it said, "I want you to know how much you are valued. Being your mother is the most important thing in my life. The truth is I've felt like such a failure I was seriously considering ending it all. I thought you'd be better off without me. Your appreciation makes my life worth living."
Be careful not to underestimate the power of expressed appreciation. As Sandy learned, it can make a big difference.
nothing can separate us from the love of God,
sockkim
Monday 5 January 2009
strength from storms
source : Daily Encounter by Dick Innes (http://www.actsweb.org/)
date published : 9 Dec 2008
"Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature & complete, not lacking anything." (James 1:2-4)
"The strongest trees grow not beneath the glass of a conservatory or in the sheltered and sunny valleys. The stoutest timber stands on Norwegian rocks, where tempests rage and long, hard winters reign." (Encyclopedia of Sermon Illustrations)
I've never been to Norway nor have I felt the hard, long winters there, but I have lived where winds blow furiously. When planting young trees, it was important not to stake them too tightly. Staking them loosely (when they were little), the winds caused them to develop and deepen a strong root system they needed to stand the powerful winds when they had grown. We had some trees break, but none ever fell. And where they were broken, they grew again, strong and healthy.
Life's like that. If we overprotect our children when they are young, they will not be equipped to withstand the challenges of life when the winds of adversity strike. And, as adults all of us need the storms of life to help us grow and become healthy and strong in character—or we can allow them to make us bitter rather than better—but that choice is ours.
nothing can separate us from the love of God,
sockkim
date published : 9 Dec 2008
"Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature & complete, not lacking anything." (James 1:2-4)
"The strongest trees grow not beneath the glass of a conservatory or in the sheltered and sunny valleys. The stoutest timber stands on Norwegian rocks, where tempests rage and long, hard winters reign." (Encyclopedia of Sermon Illustrations)
I've never been to Norway nor have I felt the hard, long winters there, but I have lived where winds blow furiously. When planting young trees, it was important not to stake them too tightly. Staking them loosely (when they were little), the winds caused them to develop and deepen a strong root system they needed to stand the powerful winds when they had grown. We had some trees break, but none ever fell. And where they were broken, they grew again, strong and healthy.
Life's like that. If we overprotect our children when they are young, they will not be equipped to withstand the challenges of life when the winds of adversity strike. And, as adults all of us need the storms of life to help us grow and become healthy and strong in character—or we can allow them to make us bitter rather than better—but that choice is ours.
nothing can separate us from the love of God,
sockkim
Thursday 1 January 2009
work in progress
We are a work in progress,
A piece of clay in the Potter's hand,
Molded and shaped by dire stress,
According to the Master's Plan.
Like a diamond in the rough,
Forged by fire to make it tough,
Or the rosebush that refuses to bloom;
Blossoms abundantly when it is pruned.
At times when things are going our way,
We neglect to take much time to pray.
It’s the hardships that we trod,
Which draw us closer to our God.
Trials and problems are the tools
That the Potter decides to use,
To chisel and refine the piece of clay,
Forming and shaping it His own way.
The piece of clay sometimes resists,
The Potter's firm but loving touch,
Which is when the Potter insists,
"This piece of clay is just too much!"
Trials and sufferings are meant to build,
Our character into the image of God,
At times we fail to see the good,
For trials are often misunderstood.
These trials we may not understand,
Failing to see that it's God's hand,
Working to produce in us,
More fruits unto righteousness.
Some burdens we can’t comprehend,
And feel the need to tell a friend,
"Share them with Me," the Lord does say,
"I'm waiting for you to come and pray.”
As the Potter continues to correct,
The resistant clay that He doesn’t reject,
Persistently working to soften that clay,
It finally yields to the Potter's way.
So the Lord works in our life,
As we go through toil and strife,
When we yield in faith and prayer,
We receive blessings from our Savior.
nothing can separate us from the love of God,
sockkim
A piece of clay in the Potter's hand,
Molded and shaped by dire stress,
According to the Master's Plan.
Like a diamond in the rough,
Forged by fire to make it tough,
Or the rosebush that refuses to bloom;
Blossoms abundantly when it is pruned.
At times when things are going our way,
We neglect to take much time to pray.
It’s the hardships that we trod,
Which draw us closer to our God.
Trials and problems are the tools
That the Potter decides to use,
To chisel and refine the piece of clay,
Forming and shaping it His own way.
The piece of clay sometimes resists,
The Potter's firm but loving touch,
Which is when the Potter insists,
"This piece of clay is just too much!"
Trials and sufferings are meant to build,
Our character into the image of God,
At times we fail to see the good,
For trials are often misunderstood.
These trials we may not understand,
Failing to see that it's God's hand,
Working to produce in us,
More fruits unto righteousness.
Some burdens we can’t comprehend,
And feel the need to tell a friend,
"Share them with Me," the Lord does say,
"I'm waiting for you to come and pray.”
As the Potter continues to correct,
The resistant clay that He doesn’t reject,
Persistently working to soften that clay,
It finally yields to the Potter's way.
So the Lord works in our life,
As we go through toil and strife,
When we yield in faith and prayer,
We receive blessings from our Savior.
nothing can separate us from the love of God,
sockkim
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