Again it's long but very meaningful. God Bless.

The Empty Egg

Jeremy was born with a twisted body and a slow mind. At the age of 12 he was still in second grade, seemingly unable to learn. His teacher, Doris Miller, often became exasperated with him. He would squirm in his seat, drool, and make grunting noises. At other times, he spoke clearly and distinctly, as if a spot of light had penetrated the darkness of his brain. Most of the time, however, Jeremy just irritated his teacher.

One day she called his parents and asked them to come in for a consultation. As the Forresters entered the empty classroom, Doris said to them, "Jeremy really belongs in a special school. It isn't fair to him to be with younger children who don't have learning problems. Why, there is a five year gap between his age and that of the other students."

Mrs. Forrester cried softly into a tissue, while her husband spoke. "Miss Miller," he said, "there is no school of that kind nearby. It would be a terrible shock for Jeremy if we had to take him out of this school. We know he really likes it here." Doris sat for a long time after they had left, staring at the snow outside the window. Its coldness seemed to seep into her soul. She wanted to sympathize with the Forresters. After all, their only child had a terminal illness. But it wasn't fair to keep him in her class. She had 18 other youngsters to teach, and Jeremy was a distraction. Furthermore, he would never learn to read and write. Why waste any more time trying?

As she pondered the situation, guilt washed over her. Here I am complaining when my problems are nothing compared to that poor family, she thought. Lord, please help me to be more patient with Jeremy. From that day on, she tried hard to ignore Jeremy's noises and his blank stares. Then one day, he limped to her desk, dragging his bad leg behind him.

"I love you, Miss Miller," he exclaimed, loud enough for the whole class to hear. The other students snickered, and Doris' face turned red. She stammered, "Wh-why that's very nice, Jeremy. N-now please take your seat."

Spring came, and the children talked excitedly about the coming of Easter. Doris told them the story of Jesus, and then to emphasize the idea of new life springing forth, she gave each of the children a large plastic egg.

"Now," she said to them, "I want you to take this home and bring it back tomorrow with something inside that shows new life. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Miss Miller," the children responded enthusiastically-all except for Jeremy. He listened intently; his eyes never left her face. He did not even make his usual noises. Had he understood what she had said about Jesus' death and resurrection? Did he understand the assignment? Perhaps she should call his parents and explain the project to them.

That evening, Doris' kitchen sink stopped up. She called the landlord and waited an hour for him to come by and unclog it. After that, she still had to shop for groceries, iron a blouse, and prepare a vocabulary test for the next day. She completely forgot about phoning Jeremy's parents. The next morning, 19 children came to school, laughing and talking as they placed their eggs in the large wicker basket on Miss Miller's desk. After they completed their math lesson, it was time to open the eggs. In the first egg, Doris found a flower. "Oh yes, a flower is certainly a sign of new life," she said. "When plants peek through the ground, we know that spring is here." A small girl in the first row waved her arm. "That's my egg, Miss Miller," she called out.

The next egg contained a plastic butterfly, which looked very real. Doris held it up. "We all know that a caterpillar changes and grows into a beautiful butterfly. Yes, that's new life, too." Little Judy smiled proudly and said, "Miss Miller, that one is mine." Next, Doris found a rock with moss on it. She explained that moss, too, showed life. Billy spoke up from the back of the classroom, "My daddy helped me," he beamed.

Then Doris opened the fourth egg. She gasped. The egg was empty. Surely it must be Jeremy's she thought, and of course, he did not understand her instructions. If only she had not forgotten to phone his parents. Because she did not want to embarrass him, she quietly set the egg aside and reached for another. Suddenly, Jeremy spoke up. "Miss Miller, aren't you going to talk about my egg?"

Flustered, Doris replied, "But Jeremy, your egg is empty." He looked into her eyes and said softly, "Yes, but Jesus' tomb was empty, too."

Time stopped. When she could speak again, Doris asked him, "Do you know why the tomb was empty?" "Oh, yes," Jeremy said, "Jesus was killed and put in there. Then His Father raised Him up."

The recess bell rang. While the children excitedly ran out to the schoolyard, Doris cried. The cold inside her melted completely away.

Three months later, Jeremy died. Those who paid there respects at the mortuary were surprised to see 19 eggs on top of his casket, all of them empty.

Now then we are ambassadors for Christ...." (2 Corinthians 5:20)

We are ambassadors for Christ! If Jesus Christ the Lord of your life, you have been sent to act as a representative for Him in this world. Just as nations send ambassadors to represent their interests in other countries, you've been sent here to look after the interests of the kingdom of God.

Think about that. Everywhere you go you are representing the King of Kings and the Lord of Lords. That's a very high honor. It may also seem like a rather tall bill to fill. But God has equipped you to do it. He's given you His Name and the power of His Word. He's even put His very own Spirit inside you. And He's given you the ability to hear and obey the directions of that Spirit.

I heard a prophecy years ago that said there would come a time when men on the earth would walk and talk and act like God. They'd be motivated by His power and His Spirit so strongly that people would say of them, "Look at those believers. They think they're God." "No," the Holy Spirit said, "they are not God. They are agents of God, children of God, ambassadors of God, sent to do the works of God."

I believe we're living in the day and hour that prophecy was talking about. We're seeing that army of light begin to grow.

This is no time to be half-consecrated and half-dedicated. This is the time to go all the way with God, to give Him your whole life. If you'll do that, He'll give you back such anointing and such power and such glory and goodness that you'll shine for Him, as Philippians 2:15 says, as lights in the midst of a crooked and perverse generation.

Begin to think about yourself today, not as just another ordinary man or woman but as an ambassador of Almighty God. Let the interests of His kingdom be foremost in your mind and heart. Submit yourself to Him and say, "Lord, show me how to be Your representative in everything I do."

You are an ambassador for Christ. Begin to live like it today.

"Let us, then, cling to His blessing, and study the ways and means of securing this blessing. Let us unroll the records of antiquity. For what reason was our father Abraham blessed? Was it not that he did what was right and lived up to the truth, enabled by faith? With confidence because he knew the future, Isaac cheerfully let himself be led to the altar. Jacob was humble enough to leave his country because of his brother, and went to Laban and lived in servitude, and the twelve tribes were given to him. Whoever considers these details without bias will appreciate the splendor of the gifts conferred by Him."

St. Clement of Rome.

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"I have called upon You, for You will hear me, O God; Incline Your ear
to me, and hear my speech." Psalm 17:6

Stomping Snakes

Genesis 3:15 - And I will put enmity between you and the woman, and between your offspring and hers; he will crush your head, and you will strike his heel. (NIV)

Like most women, I do not like snakes. I run from their presence. I switch the channel if one shows up on television. I shudder at the very thought of being near one. In Mel Gibson's movie, "The Passion of the Christ", Jesus is tempted in the Garden of Gethsemane by a person representing Satan, who is accompanied by a slithering snake. In a startling scene, Christ is portrayed as striking out with His heel and crushing the snake's head.

This scene bothered me, not because I couldn't switch the channel, or get out of my theatre seat fast enough. No, it was because I suddenly understood, in a deeper way, that I had actually been entertaining snakes in my own life: Satan's deceptions.

At Jesus' crucifixion, although Satan may have bruised Jesus on the heel, Jesus stomped on Satan's head, and thoroughly destroyed any real power he has, through death and sin, in our lives. Now Satan's only remaining power lies in deception: he wants us to believe that he still has power to kill and destroy. Our own power comes in the truth of Jesus Christ, Who promised that "the truth will set you free" (John 8:32). When we depend totally on Him, our actions, habits, and thoughts will be nothing less than Christ-like.

Prayer: Lord, too often we forget that Your Son died for us and took control over the power of sin and death. We conveniently disremember all that Your Holy Spirit tells us. Lord, please help us to choose to get in on the stomping. Help us to kill in ourselves anything that is not like You. Amen.

Important Recall Notice !

The maker of all human beings is recalling all units manufactured, regardless of make or year, due to the serious defect in the primary and central component of the heart. This is due to a malfunction in the original prototype units code named Adam and Eve, resulting in the reproduction of the same defect in all subsequent units. This defect has been technically termed, 'Subsequential Internal, Non-Morality,' or more commonly known as S-I-N, as it is primarily symptomized by loss of moral judgment.

Some other symptoms:
(a) Loss of direction
(b) Foul vocal emissions
(c) Amnesia of origin
(d) Lack of peace and joy
(e) Selfish, or violent, behavior
(f) Depression or confusion in the mental component
(g) Fearful
(h) Idolatry

The manufacturer, who is neither liable or at fault for this defect, Is providing factory authorized repair and service, free of charge to correct this SIN defect. The number to call for the recall station in your area is: P-R-A-Y-E-R

Once connected, please upload your burden of SIN by pressing R-E-P-E-N-T-A-N-C-E. Next, download J-E-S-U-S into the heart. No matter how big or small the SIN defect is, the JESUS repair will replace it with:

(a) Love
(b) Joy
(c) Peace
(d) Long-suffering
(e) Gentleness
(f) Goodness
(g) Faith
(h) Meekness
(I) Temperance

Please see operating manual, HOLY BIBLE, for further details on the use of these fixes.

WARNING: Continuing to operate the human unit without correction, voids the manufacturer's warranty, exposing owner to dangers and problems too
numerous to list and will result in the human unit being permanently impounded.

For free emergency service, call on J-E-S-U-S.
DANGER: The human units not receiving this recall action will have to be scrapped in the furnace. The SIN defect must not enter heaven or else heaven will be infected.

Author: The Creator

NOT YET

Sometimes I ask the question,
“My Lord, is this your Will?”
It’s then I hear You answer me,
“My Precious Child…be still.”

Sometimes I feel frustrated,
Cause I think I know what’s best.
It’s then I hear You say to me,
“My Busy Child…just rest.”

Sometimes I feel so lonely
And think I would like a mate.
Your still small voice gets oh so clear
And says, “My Child…please wait.”

I know the plans I have for you
The wonderous things you will see;
If you can just be patient Child
And put your trust in Me.

I’ve made plans to draw you closer.
I’ve made plans to help you grow.
There’s so much I do you cannot see
And so much you do not know.

But know this Child…
I LOVE YOU.
You are precious unto Me;
Before I formed you in the womb,
I planned your destiny.

I’ve something very special
I hope for you to learn.
The gifts I wish to give you
Are gifts you cannot earn.

They come without a price tag,
But now without a cost;
At Calvary, I gave my Son
So you would not be lost.

Rest Child, and do not weary
Of doing what is good.
I promise I’ll come back for you
Just like I said I would.

Your name is written on my palm,
I never could forget;
Therefore do not be discouraged when
My answer is ….”NOT YET”

Christ Is Risen! Truly He Is Risen!

"For what else is the feast, but the constant worship of God, and the recognition of godliness, and unceasing prayers from the whole heart with agreement? So Paul wishing us to be ever in this disposition, commands, saying, 'Rejoice evermoere; pray without ceasing; in everything give thanks.' Not therefore separately, but unitedly and collectively, let us all keep the feast together, as the prophet exhorts, saying, 'O come, let us rejoice in the Lord, let us make a joyful noise unto God our Savior.' Who then is so negligent, or who so disobedient to the divine voice, as not to leave everything, and run to the general and common assembly of the feast?"

St. Athanasius the Great.

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"But the meek shall inherit the earth, And shall delight themselves in the abundance of peace." Psalm 37:11

I KNOW YOU WILL RESPOND!

What if God decided to stop leading us tomorrow because we didn't follow Him today?
What if God couldn't take the time to bless us today because we couldn't take the time to thank Him yesterday?
What if God didn't walk with us today because we failed to recognize it as His day?
What if, God took away the Bible tomorrow because we would not read it today?
What if, God took away His message because we failed to listen to the messenger? <==THINK ABOUT THIS ONE.........
What if, God didn't send His only begotten Son because He wanted us to be prepared to pay the price for sin?
What if, the door of the church was closed because we did not open the door of our heart?
What if, God stopped loving and caring for us because we failed to love and care for others?
What if, God would not hear us today because we would not listen to Him?
What if, God answered our prayers the way we answer His call to service?
What if, God met our needs the way we give Him our lives???

MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALWAYS

Life's Seasons!

When we are young, we can't wait to grow up. When we are old, we look back longingly to former years. But God intends that we joyfully take each season of life as it comes. Whatever our age, He imparts what we need to be all that we can be. He asks us to commit our way to Him and accept the struggles He allows and the strength He provides.

A woman who was facing the difficulties of aging asked Bible teacher J. Robertson, "Why does God let us get old and weak?" Robertson replied. "I think God has planned the strength and beauty of youth to be physical. But the strength and beauty of old age is spiritual. We gradually lose the strength and beauty that is temporary so we'll be sure to concentrate on the strength and beauty that is forever. And so we'll be eager to leave the temporary, deteriorating part of us and be truly homesick for our eternal home. If we stayed young and strong and beautiful, we might never want to leave."

Are you in life's springtime? Trust God's timing to fulfill your dreams. Are you in life's summer or autumn? Face your daily challenges head-on. And if you feel winter's chill, draw close to the Lord. His presence can make every season of life one of strength and beauty.

Whatever the season of life, attitude makes all the difference.

The Empty Tomb
Luke 24:2 - They found the stone rolled away from the tomb. (NIV)

On our trip through the Holy Land, at the side of the road was a tomb, with the stone rolled to one side. The bus stopped, and those with cameras were given the opportunity to leave the bus for a quick shot of this tomb, and then get back onto the bus.

Some time later, I was going through my photograph album, and came upon this picture. I had a project in mind, and, for some reason, this picture seemed to be the one to use. Although it had been hastily taken, it had turned out well, and I chose it for my project. But then I had second thoughts, and asked the advice of several people, one of whom was a retired minister. He looked at it, and, not wanting to hurt my feelings, he said that it was not suitable, because the entrance to the tomb was darkened. He thought that it should show the light of Christ radiating from the tomb.

I agreed, and started to look for something else for my project. As I looked at other views, and sorted through my stack "piling system", a small piece of paper fell to the floor. I picked it up and read it: "The empty tomb is the key that unlocks the door to Christianity."

Suddenly the picture took on new meaning. The darkened, empty tomb was right. The tomb shouldn't reflect the light of Christ, for He had risen from the tomb. He was not there. The tomb could not retain Him, and it was empty.

Today is Easter. The tomb is empty. Christ has risen from the dead, and is alive both in heaven and in our hearts, today and forever.

Luke 24:6 - He is not here; he has risen! Remember how he told you, while he was still with you in Galilee. (NIV)

Prayer: Almighty God, holy are You. We come to You this day to worship You and to give thanks for the empty tomb -- for Christ, our Lord and Saviour, has risen to be with You, and we can now come to Jesus in the assurance of His forgiveness of our sins and of His life eternal. Thank You for the gift that You have given, that we might live in Jesus forever. We pray in Jesus' name. Amen.

Jesus Really Loves You

Every Sunday afternoon, after the morning service at their church, the Pastor and his 11-year-old son would go out into their town and hand out Gospel tracts. This particular Sunday afternoon, as it came time for the Pastor and his son to go to the streets with their tracts, it was very cold outside as well as pouring down rain. The boy bundled up in his warmest and driest clothes and said excitedly, "Okay Dad, I'm ready!"
His Pastor Dad asked, "Ready for what?
"Dad, it's time we gather our Bible tracts together and go out."
Dad responds, "Son, it's very cold outside and it's really pouring down rain."
The boy gave his Dad a surprised look, asking, "But Dad, aren't people still going to Hell, even though it's raining?"
Dad answered slowly, "Son, I am not going out in this weather."
Despondently the boy asks, "Dad, can I go -- Please? Come on Dad.."
His father hesitated for a moment then said, "Son, you can go. Here's the tracts; be careful son."
"Thanks, Dad!" He jumped up and with that he was off and out the door dashing into the rain. This 11-year-old boy walked the streets of the town going door-to-door and handing everybody he met in the street a Gospel tract. After 2-hours of walking in the rain he was soaked to the bone-chilled wet and down to his very last Bible tract. He stopped on a corner and looked for someone to hand a tract to but the streets were totally deserted. Then he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the sidewalk to the front door and rang the door bell. He rang the bell -- but nobody answered. He rang it again and again bit still no one answered. He waited but still no answer. Finally, this 11-year-old trooper turned to leave but something stopped him. Again, he turned to the door and rang the bell and knocked loudly on the door with his fist. He waited, something holding him there on the front porch. He rang again, and this time the door slowly opened. Standing in the doorway was a very sad looking elderly lady. She softly asked,"Yes? What can I do for you, son?" With radiant eyes and a smile that lit up her world, this little boy said, "Ma'am, I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I just want to tell you that, JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU!
I came to give you my very last Gospel tract which will tell you all about Jesus and His great love." With that he handed her his last tract, and turned to leave. She called to him as he departed, "Thank you, son! And God bless you!" he heard a cheerful uplift to her voice. Well, the following Sunday morning in church, Pastor Dad was in the pulpit and as the service began he asked, "Does anybody have a testimony or want to say anything?"
Slowly, in the back row of the church, an elderly lady stood to her feet. As she began to speak, a look of glorious radiance came from her face. "None of you in this Church know me. I've never been here before. You see, before last Sunday I was not a Christian. My husband has passed on, some time ago, leaving me totally alone in this world. Last Sunday, being a particularly cold and rainy day, it was even more so in my heart. . . as I came to the end of the line where I no longer had any hope or will to live. "So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the stairway into the attic of my home. I fastened the rope securely to a rafter in the roof then stood on the chair and fastened the other end of the rope around my neck. "Standing on that chair, so lonely and brokenhearted, I was about to leap off when suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs startled me. I thought, 'Wait, I'll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go away.' "I waited and waited-- but the ringing doorbell seemed to get louder and more insistent and then the person ringing also started knocking loudly. I thought to myself again, 'Who on earth could this be?! Nobody ever rings my bell or comes to see me!' "I loosened the rope from my neck and started for the front door, all the while the bell rang louder and louder. When I opened the door and looked I could hardly believe my eyes!
"There on my front porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy I had ever seen in my life! His smile! Oh, I could never describe it to you! And the words that came from his mouth caused my heart, that had long been dead, to leap to life again, as he exclaimed with cherub-like voice, 'Ma'am, I just came to tell you that JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU.' "Then he gave me this Gospel tract that I now hold in my hand. As the little angel disappeared back out, into the damp cold and rain, I then closed my door and read slowly every word of this Gospel tract. Then I went up to my attic to get my rope and chair. I wouldn't be needing them any more. "You see, I am now a happy child of the KING, and since the address of your church was on the back of this Gospel tract I have come here to personally say, 'Thank you to God's little angel who came just in the nick of time, and by doing so, spared my soul from an eternity in Hell.'"
There were now no dry eyes in the church. As shouts of praise and honor to the KING resounded off the very rafters of the building, Pastor Dad descended from the pulpit to the front pew where the little angel was seated. He took him in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably. Probably no church has had a more glorious moment and probably this Universe has never seen a Papa that was more filled with love and honor for his son, except for one: This Father, God, also allowed His Son, Jesus, to go out into a cold and dark world. He received His Son back with unspeakable, and as all of Heaven shouted praises and honor to the King, the Father sat His beloved Son on a throne far above all principality and power and every name that is named. There may be someone, reading this, who is also going through a dark, cold and lonely time in your soul. You may be a Christian, for we are not without problems, or you may not yet know the King. Whatever the case, and whatever the problem or situation you find yourself in, and no matter how dark it may seem, I want you to know that I just came to tell you, "JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU!"

"'For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.(John 3:16)
For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him. Whoever believes in him is not condemned, but whoever does not believe stands condemned already because he has not believed in the name of God's one and only Son.'" John 3:16-18

OUT OF THE ORDINARY

The phone rang in Misty's room...and [she]calmly picked up the phone. "The President is coming to our town?" Misty screamed. "Why?" As she listened intently to her friend's explanation, she couldn't believe her ears..."What am I going to wear?" Misty wondered aloud.

The first Community Church normally had a Sunday attendance of 45. However, news of the President's visit had spread so rapidly that preparations were being made to accommodate more .They set out extra chairs inside and outside the church building-- perhaps to hold 200 total. It still wasn't enough.

When Sunday came, over 1500 people tried to crowd in and around the small church as the President attended the service. It was their highest attendance in history. A week later, the small sign out in front of First Community Church read, "The President isn't here this week, But God is." They had 42 people in attendance.

Amazing, isn't it? People will flock to see or hear someone famous, just so they can say, "I went to Church with the President." But what happens when God shows up? Does anyone care?

In (Matthew 13:53-58), Jesus went to His hometown, to the synagogue. There He preached. They had heard about Jesus' miracles, and now they heard His extraordinary words. But they knew Jesus. They watched Him grow up -- playing with the other boys and girls in town. They knew His father and mother. So they assumed He couldn't be great because He seemed so ordinary.

Sometimes we get used to God -- it's sad but true. We get used to going to church, [to prayer meetings]...meeting with the youth, praying over our food, and we assume God isn't really that big of a deal anymore. We put God and His power into a little box. We lose our faith in Him. We expect Him only to do a few, simple things. And, like the people of Jesus' hometown, God is unable to do many miracles because of our lack of faith.

Do you feel like you get used to God that you forget He's there? What causes you to feel that way? Have you ever had a big problem or need that you assumed God wouldn't handle because it was out of the ordinary?...Ask God to help you to get to know Him -- again. That you will realize His power and His love. Remember all that God has done in your life. Thank Him and praise Him for being the God that He is.

Reflections on the Way of Self Sacrifice

The boy approached his father, gently, ‘Old man, why do you sorrow?’
The old man softened his tears:
‘Beloved, my sorrow is my joy.
Where there is no weeping, there is no rejoicing,
And he who has not sorrowed has never known delight.

‘I sorrow for the darkness that I see within,
for the depth of the divide I have cast between my mind and my heart.
I sorrow, for I have become a source of sorrow,
and if I do not weep I shall never be healed.

‘What God has blessed, I have squandered,
and therefore all the mountains weep.
Shall I yet rejoice?
See me, an aged man of squandered days,
a vessel of life confined to death—
yet merry, at peace, rejoicing!

‘No, beloved, let us weep.
Let us know sorrow, for then we know ourselves, then we see.
No more in ignorance, but in truth let us walk,
acknowledging our woe,
weeping with the earth.
When its sorrow is our sorrow,
then the weight shall crush my bones
—and crushed, I shall be reborn.

‘Sorrow is the door, dear boy,
the door of joy pure and true.
With every tear we shed,
we rejoice more fully,
exist more wholly,
love more purely.’

And with this, the old man’s words ceased, his mouth was still. And as the tears brimmed within his eyes, his joy radiated as the sun.

Family

I ran into a stranger as he passed by, "Oh excuse me please" was my reply.
He said, "Please excuse me too; I wasn't watching for you."
We were very polite, this stranger and I. We went on our way and we said good-bye.
But at home a different story is told, How we treat our loved ones, young and old.
Later that day, cooking the evening meal, My son stood beside me very still.
When I turned, I nearly knocked him down. "Move out of the way," I said with a frown.
He walked away, his little heart broken. I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.
While I lay awake in bed, God's still small voice came to me and said,
"While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy you use, but the family you love, you seem to abuse.
Go and look on the kitchen floor, You'll find some flowers there by the door.
Those are the flowers he brought for you. He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.
He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise, you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes."
By this time, I felt very small, And now my tears began to fall.
I quietly went and knelt by his bed; "Wake up, little one, wake up," I said.
"Are these the flowers you picked for me?" He smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree.
I picked 'em because they're pretty like you. I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue."
I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today; I shouldn't have yelled at you that way."
He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay. I love you anyway."
I said, "Son, I love you too, and I do like the flowers, especially the blue."
Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the organization that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family we left behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.
And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than into our own family,
an unwise investment indeed, don't you think?
So what is behind the story?
 

Christ is Risen! + Truly, He is Risen

JOB ANNOUNCEMENT
The Kingdom of God is hiring!
Are you ready to apply?
Do you qualify?

JOB TITLE:
Disciples for Christ

JOB DESCRIPTION:
Tell the dying world how to live through Jesus Christ

NUMBER OF AVAILABLE POSITIONS:
Unlimited; everyone is welcome--preachers, teachers, singers, musicians, missionaries, custodians, food servers, and numerous others that we just can't list them all here

EXCEPTION TO AVAILABLE POSITIONS:
The vacancy of BOSS has already been filled by the Holy Spirit

QUALIFICATIONS:
Must have previously sinned and been blood washed; must be willing to press toward the mark of the high calling in Christ Jesus

EXPERIENCE NEEDED:
None necessary; experience will be earned through on-the-job training

EDUCATION:
The Holy Spirit will teach you all things

BENEFIT PACKAGE/SALARY:
God (the employer) shall supply all your needs according to His riches in glory by Christ Jesus

INSURANCE:
Access to the Master Physician

PACKAGE ALSO INCLUDES:
Love, joy, peace, patience, long suffering; Lawyer, Comforter, and a Wonderful Counselor

RECOMPENSE FOR COMPLETING THE JOB ASSIGNMENT:
The most important benefit, ETERNAL LIFE with the employer.

DEADLINE FOR APPLICATIONS:
Before the return of Jesus Christ; date/hour not known; wise to apply TODAY, RIGHT NOW!

Power of Prayer - 26 GUARDS

Here's a message that will bring you Chills. Have you ever felt the urge to pray for someone and then just put it on a list and said, "I'll pray for them later?"

Or has anyone ever called you and said, "I need you to pray for me, I have this need?" Read the following story that was sent to me and may it change the way what you may think about prayer and also the way you pray. You will be blessed by this.

A missionary on Furlough told this true story while visiting his home church in Michigan.

"While serving at a small field hospital in Africa, every two weeks I traveled by bicycle through the jungle to a nearby city for supplies.This was a journey of two days and required camping overnight at the halfway point. On one of these journeys, I arrived in the city where I planned to collect money from a bank, purchase medicine and supplies, and then begin my two-day journey back to the field hospital. Upon arrival in the city, I observed two men fighting, one of whom had been seriously injured. I treated him for his injuries and at the same time talked to him about the Lord.

I then traveled two days, camping overnight, and arrived home without incident. Two weeks later I repeated my journey. Upon arriving in the city, I was approached by the young man I had treated. He told me that he had known I carried money and medicines. He said, Some friends and I followed you into the jungle, knowing you would camp overnight. We planned to kill you and take your money and drugs. But just as we were about to move into your camp, we saw that you were surrounded by 26
armed guards.

At this, I laughed and said that I was certainly all alone in that jungle campsite. The young man pressed the point, however, and said, 'No, sir, I was not the only person to see the guards. My five friends also saw them, and we all counted them. It was because of those guards that we were afraid and left you alone.' At this point in the sermon, one of the men in the congregation jumped to his feet and interrupted the missionary and asked if he could tell him the exact day this happened. The missionary told the congregation the date, and the man who interrupted told him this story:

"On the night of your incident in Africa, it was morning here and I was preparing to go play golf. I was about to putt when I felt the urge to pray for you. In fact, the urging of the Lord was so strong, I called men in this church to meet with me here in the sanctuary to pray for you. Would all of those men who met with me on that day stand up?" The men who had met together to pray that day stood up. The missionary wasn't concerned with who they were, he was too busy counting how many men he saw.
There were 26.

This story is an incredible example of how the Spirit of the Lord moves in mysterious ways. If you ever hear such rodding, go along with it. Nothing is ever hurt by prayer except the gates of hell.

I encourage you to forward this to as many people that you know. If we all take it to heart, we can turn this world towards God once again.

As the above true story clearly illustrates, "with God all things are possible"

More importantly, how God hears and answers the prayers of the faithful.

After you read this, please pass it on and give God thanks for the beautiful gift of your faith, for the powerful gift of prayer, and for the many miracles He works in your own daily life...and then pass it on.

Who says God does not work in mysterious ways?

I asked the Lord to bless you as I prayed for you today. To guide you and protect you as you go along your way.... His love is always with you, His promises are true, And when we give Him our cares you know He will see us through. So when the road you're traveling on seems difficult at best, Just remember I'm here praying, and God will do the rest.

"Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures." (1Corinthians 13:7)

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