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Make a Difference
by Christ is My Life! Thu Sep 27, 2007 3:31 pm
Make a Difference
Once
upon a time there was a wise man who used to go to the ocean to do his
writing. He had a habit of walking on the beach before he began his
work. One day he was walking along the shore. As he looked down the
beach, he saw a human figure moving like a dancer. He smiled to himself
to think of someone who would dance to the day. So he began to walk
faster to catch up. As he got closer, he saw that it was a young man
and the young man wasn't dancing, but instead he was reaching down to
the shore, picking up something and very gently throwing it into the
ocean. As he got closer he called out,"Good morning! What are you
doing?" The young man paused, looked up and replied, "Throwing starfish
in the ocean." "I guess I should have asked, why are you throwing
starfish in the ocean?" "The sun is up and the tide is going out. And
if I don't throw them in they'll die." "But, young man, don't you
realize that there are miles and miles of beach and starfish all along
it. You can't possibly make a difference!" The young man listened
politely. Then bent down, picked another starfish and threw it into the
sea, past the breaking waves and said, "It made a difference for that
one."
Once
upon a time there was a wise man who used to go to the ocean to do his
writing. He had a habit of walking on the beach before he began his
work. One day he was walking along the shore. As he looked down the
beach, he saw a human figure moving like a dancer. He smiled to himself
to think of someone who would dance to the day. So he began to walk
faster to catch up. As he got closer, he saw that it was a young man
and the young man wasn't dancing, but instead he was reaching down to
the shore, picking up something and very gently throwing it into the
ocean. As he got closer he called out,"Good morning! What are you
doing?" The young man paused, looked up and replied, "Throwing starfish
in the ocean." "I guess I should have asked, why are you throwing
starfish in the ocean?" "The sun is up and the tide is going out. And
if I don't throw them in they'll die." "But, young man, don't you
realize that there are miles and miles of beach and starfish all along
it. You can't possibly make a difference!" The young man listened
politely. Then bent down, picked another starfish and threw it into the
sea, past the breaking waves and said, "It made a difference for that
one."
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Just When We Think We Know It All
by everready Tue Oct 02, 2007 1:54 am
Along comes the Lord to give me a gentle nudge, hows this for a gentle nudge? By Charles Spurgeon, a preacher with both wit and wisdom.
WHEN a man has a particularly empty head, he generally sets up for a great judge, especially in religion. None is so wise as the man who knows nothing. His ignorance is the mother of his impudence and the nurse of his obstinacy; and though he does not know a bee from a bull's foot, he settles matters as if all wisdom were at his fingers' ends—the Pope himself is not more infallible. Hear him talk after he has been at a meeting and heard a sermon, and you will know how to pull a good man to pieces if you never knew it before. He sees faults where there are none; and if there be a few things amiss, he makes every mouse into an elephant. Although you might put all his wit into an eggshell, he weighs the sermon in the balances of his conceit with all the airs of a born-and-bred Solomon. If it be up to his standard, he lays on his praise with a trowel; but if it be not to his taste, he growls and barks and snaps at it like a dog at a hedgehog. Wise men in this world are like trees in a hedge; there is only here and there one. When these rare men talk together upon a discourse, it is good for the ears to hear them; but the bragging wiseacres 1 am speaking of are vainly puffed up by their fleshly minds, and their quibbling is as senseless as the cackle of geese on a common
In Christ,
Lee
WHEN a man has a particularly empty head, he generally sets up for a great judge, especially in religion. None is so wise as the man who knows nothing. His ignorance is the mother of his impudence and the nurse of his obstinacy; and though he does not know a bee from a bull's foot, he settles matters as if all wisdom were at his fingers' ends—the Pope himself is not more infallible. Hear him talk after he has been at a meeting and heard a sermon, and you will know how to pull a good man to pieces if you never knew it before. He sees faults where there are none; and if there be a few things amiss, he makes every mouse into an elephant. Although you might put all his wit into an eggshell, he weighs the sermon in the balances of his conceit with all the airs of a born-and-bred Solomon. If it be up to his standard, he lays on his praise with a trowel; but if it be not to his taste, he growls and barks and snaps at it like a dog at a hedgehog. Wise men in this world are like trees in a hedge; there is only here and there one. When these rare men talk together upon a discourse, it is good for the ears to hear them; but the bragging wiseacres 1 am speaking of are vainly puffed up by their fleshly minds, and their quibbling is as senseless as the cackle of geese on a common
In Christ,
Lee
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A Dear Brother Shared Thi With Me...
by everready Wed Oct 03, 2007 6:33 am
The impact of this story will have you in tears, it did me*
"DON'T LEAVE IT ON THE DESK"
There was a certain Professor of Religion named Dr. Christianson, a studious
man who taught at a small college in the western United States. Dr.
Christianson taught the required survey course in Christianity at this
particular institution. Every student was required to take this course his
freshman year, regardless of his or her major.
Although Dr. Christianson tried hard to communicate the essence of the gospel
in his class, he found that most of his students looked upon the course as
nothing but required drudgery. Despite his best efforts, most students
refused to take Christianity seriously.
This year, Dr. Christianson had a special student named Steve. Steve was only
a freshman, but was studying with the intent of going onto seminary for the
ministry. Steve was popular, he was well liked, and he was an imposing
physical specimen. He was now the starting center on the school football
team, and was the best student in the professor's class.
One day, Dr. Christianson asked Steve to stay after class so he could talk
with him.
"How many push-ups can you do?"
Steve said, "I do about 200 every night."
"200? That's pretty good, Steve," Dr. Christianson said. "Do you think you
could do 300?"
Steve replied, "I don't know.... I've never done 300 at a time."
"Do you think you could?" again asked Dr. Christianson.
"Well, I can try," said Steve.
"Can you do 300 in sets of 10? I have a class project in mind and I need you
to do about 300 push-ups in sets of ten for this to work. Can you do it? I
need you to tell me you can do it," said the professor.
Steve said, "Well... I think I can...yeah, I can do it."
Dr. Christianson said, "Good! I need you to do this on Friday. Let me explain
what I have in mind."
Friday came and Steve got to class early and sat in the front of the room.
When class started, the professor pulled out a big box of donuts. No, these
weren't the normal kinds of donuts, they were the extra fancy BIG kind, with
cream centers and frosting swirls. Everyone was pretty excited it was Friday,
the last class of the day, and they were going to get an early start on the
weekend with a party in Dr. Christianson's class.
Dr. Christianson went to the first girl in the first row and asked, "Cynthia,
do you want to have one of these donuts?"
Cynthia said, "Yes."
Dr. Christianson then turned to Steve and asked, "Steve, would you do ten
push-ups so that Cynthia can have a donut?"
"Sure!" Steve jumped down from his desk to do a quick ten. Then Steve again
sat in his desk. Dr. Christianson put a donut on Cynthia's desk.
Dr. Christianson then went to Joe, the next person, and asked, "Joe, do you
want a donut?"
Joe said, "Yes." Dr. Christianson asked, "Steve would you do ten push-ups so
Joe can have a donut?"
Steve did ten push-ups, Joe got a donut. And so it went, down the first
aisle, Steve did ten push-ups for every person before they got their donut.
Walking down the second aisle, Dr. Christianson came to Scott. Scott was on
the basketball team, and in as good condition as Steve. He was very popular
and never lacking for female companionship.
When the professor asked, "Scott do you want a donut?"
Scott's reply was, "Well, can I do my own push-ups?"
Dr. Christianson said, "No, Steve has to do them."
Then Scott said, "Well, I don't want one then."
Dr. Christianson shrugged and then turned to Steve and asked, "Steve, would
you do ten push-ups so Scott can have a donut he doesn't want?"
With perfect obedience Steve started to do ten push-ups.
Scott said, "HEY! I said I didn't want one!"
Dr. Christianson said, "Look!, this is my classroom, my class, my desks, and
these are my donuts. Just leave it on the desk if you don't want it." And he
put a donut on Scott's desk.
Now by this time, Steve had begun to slow down a little. He just stayed on
the floor between sets because it took too much effort to be getting up and
down. You could start to see a little perspiration coming out around his
brow.
Dr. Christianson started down the third row. Now the students were beginning
to get a little angry. Dr. Christianson asked Jenny, "Jenny, do you want a
donut?"
Sternly, Jenny said, "No."
Then Dr. Christianson asked Steve, "Steve, would you do ten more push-ups so
Jenny can have a donut that she doesn't want?"
Steve did ten....Jenny got a donut.
By now, a growing sense of uneasiness filled the room. The students were
beginning to say, "No!" and there were all these uneaten donuts on the desks.
Steve also had to really put forth a lot of extra effort to get these
push-ups done for each donut. There began to be a small pool of sweat on the
floor beneath his face, his arms and brow were beginning to get red because
of the physical effort involved.
Dr. Christianson asked Robert, who was the most vocal unbeliever in the
class, to watch Steve do each push up to make sure he did the full ten
push-ups in a set because he couldn't bear to watch all of Steve's work for
all of those uneaten donuts. He sent Robert over to where Steve was so Robert
could count the set and watch Steve closely.
Dr. Christianson started down the fourth row. During his class, however, some
students from other classes had wandered in and sat down on the steps along
the radiators that ran down the sides of the room. When the professor
realized this, he did a quick count and saw that now there were 34 students
in the room. He started to worry if Steve would be able to make it.
Dr. Christianson went on to the next person and the next and the next. Near
the end of that row, Steve was really having a rough time. He was taking a
lot more time to complete each set.
Steve asked Dr. Christianson, "Do I have to make my nose touch on each one?"
Dr. Christianson thought for a moment, "Well, they're your push-ups. You are
in charge now. You can do them any way that you want." And Dr. Christianson
went on.
A few moments later, Jason, a recent transfer student, came to the room and
was about to come in when all the students yelled in one voice, "NO! Don't
come in! Stay out!"
Jason didn't know what was going on. Steve picked up his head and said, "No,
let him come."
Professor Christianson said, "You realize that if Jason comes in you will
have to do ten push-ups for him?"
Steve said, "Yes, let him come in. Give him a donut."
Dr. Christianson said, "Okay, Steve, I'll let you get Jason's out of the way
right now. Jason, do you want a donut?"
Jason, new to the room, hardly knew what was going on. "Yes," he said, "give
me a donut."
"Steve, will you do ten push-ups so that Jason can have a donut?"
Steve did ten push-ups very slowly and with great effort. Jason, bewildered,
was handed a donut and sat down.
Dr Christianson finished the fourth row, and then started on those visitors
seated by the heaters. Steve's arms were now shaking with each push-up in a
struggle to lift himself against the force of gravity. By this time sweat was
profusely dropping off of his face, there was no sound except his heavy
breathing; there was not a dry eye in the room.
The very last two students in the room were two young women, both
cheerleaders, and very popular. Dr. Christianson went to Linda, the second to
last, and asked, "Linda, do you want a doughnut?"
Linda said, very sadly, "No, thank you."
Professor Christianson quietly asked, "Steve, would you do ten push-ups so
that Linda can have a donut she doesn't want?"
Grunting from the effort, Steve did ten very slow push-ups for Linda.
Then Dr. Christianson turned to the last girl, Susan. "Susan, do you want a
donut?"
Susan, with tears flowing down her face, began to cry. "Dr. Christianson, why
can't I help him?"
Dr Christianson, with tears of his own, said, "No, Steve has to do it alone;
I have given him this task and he is in charge of seeing that everyone has an
opportunity for a donut whether they want it or not. When I decided to have a
party this last day of class, I looked at my grade book.
Steve here is the only student with a perfect grade. Everyone else has failed
a test, skipped class, or offered me inferior work. Steve told me that in
football practice, when a player messes up he must do push-ups. I told Steve
that none of you could come to my party unless he paid the price by doing
your push ups. He and I made a deal for your sakes."
"Steve, would you do ten push-ups so Susan can have a donut?"
As Steve very slowly finished his last push-up, with the understanding that
he had accomplished all that was required of him, having done 350 push-ups,
his arms buckled beneath him and he fell to the floor.
Dr. Christianson turned to the room and said, "And so it was, that our
Savior, Jesus Christ, on the cross, plead to the Father, 'Into thy hands I
commend my spirit.' With the understanding that He had done everything that
was required of Him, He yielded up His life. And like some of those in this
room, many of us leave the gift on the desk, uneaten."
Two students helped Steve up off the floor and to a seat, physically
exhausted, but wearing a thin smile.
"Well done, good and faithful servant," said the professor, adding, "Not all
sermons are preached in words."
Turning to his class, the professor said, "My wish is that you might
understand and fully comprehend all the riches of grace and mercy that have
been given to you through the sacrifice of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
He spared not only His Begotten Son, but gave Him up for us all, for the
whole Church, now and forever. Whether or not we choose to accept His gift to
us, the price has been paid."
"Wouldn't you be foolish and ungrateful to leave it lying on the desk?"
Share this with someone. It's bound to touch their heart and demonstrate
Salvation in a very special way.
In Christ,
Lee
"DON'T LEAVE IT ON THE DESK"
There was a certain Professor of Religion named Dr. Christianson, a studious
man who taught at a small college in the western United States. Dr.
Christianson taught the required survey course in Christianity at this
particular institution. Every student was required to take this course his
freshman year, regardless of his or her major.
Although Dr. Christianson tried hard to communicate the essence of the gospel
in his class, he found that most of his students looked upon the course as
nothing but required drudgery. Despite his best efforts, most students
refused to take Christianity seriously.
This year, Dr. Christianson had a special student named Steve. Steve was only
a freshman, but was studying with the intent of going onto seminary for the
ministry. Steve was popular, he was well liked, and he was an imposing
physical specimen. He was now the starting center on the school football
team, and was the best student in the professor's class.
One day, Dr. Christianson asked Steve to stay after class so he could talk
with him.
"How many push-ups can you do?"
Steve said, "I do about 200 every night."
"200? That's pretty good, Steve," Dr. Christianson said. "Do you think you
could do 300?"
Steve replied, "I don't know.... I've never done 300 at a time."
"Do you think you could?" again asked Dr. Christianson.
"Well, I can try," said Steve.
"Can you do 300 in sets of 10? I have a class project in mind and I need you
to do about 300 push-ups in sets of ten for this to work. Can you do it? I
need you to tell me you can do it," said the professor.
Steve said, "Well... I think I can...yeah, I can do it."
Dr. Christianson said, "Good! I need you to do this on Friday. Let me explain
what I have in mind."
Friday came and Steve got to class early and sat in the front of the room.
When class started, the professor pulled out a big box of donuts. No, these
weren't the normal kinds of donuts, they were the extra fancy BIG kind, with
cream centers and frosting swirls. Everyone was pretty excited it was Friday,
the last class of the day, and they were going to get an early start on the
weekend with a party in Dr. Christianson's class.
Dr. Christianson went to the first girl in the first row and asked, "Cynthia,
do you want to have one of these donuts?"
Cynthia said, "Yes."
Dr. Christianson then turned to Steve and asked, "Steve, would you do ten
push-ups so that Cynthia can have a donut?"
"Sure!" Steve jumped down from his desk to do a quick ten. Then Steve again
sat in his desk. Dr. Christianson put a donut on Cynthia's desk.
Dr. Christianson then went to Joe, the next person, and asked, "Joe, do you
want a donut?"
Joe said, "Yes." Dr. Christianson asked, "Steve would you do ten push-ups so
Joe can have a donut?"
Steve did ten push-ups, Joe got a donut. And so it went, down the first
aisle, Steve did ten push-ups for every person before they got their donut.
Walking down the second aisle, Dr. Christianson came to Scott. Scott was on
the basketball team, and in as good condition as Steve. He was very popular
and never lacking for female companionship.
When the professor asked, "Scott do you want a donut?"
Scott's reply was, "Well, can I do my own push-ups?"
Dr. Christianson said, "No, Steve has to do them."
Then Scott said, "Well, I don't want one then."
Dr. Christianson shrugged and then turned to Steve and asked, "Steve, would
you do ten push-ups so Scott can have a donut he doesn't want?"
With perfect obedience Steve started to do ten push-ups.
Scott said, "HEY! I said I didn't want one!"
Dr. Christianson said, "Look!, this is my classroom, my class, my desks, and
these are my donuts. Just leave it on the desk if you don't want it." And he
put a donut on Scott's desk.
Now by this time, Steve had begun to slow down a little. He just stayed on
the floor between sets because it took too much effort to be getting up and
down. You could start to see a little perspiration coming out around his
brow.
Dr. Christianson started down the third row. Now the students were beginning
to get a little angry. Dr. Christianson asked Jenny, "Jenny, do you want a
donut?"
Sternly, Jenny said, "No."
Then Dr. Christianson asked Steve, "Steve, would you do ten more push-ups so
Jenny can have a donut that she doesn't want?"
Steve did ten....Jenny got a donut.
By now, a growing sense of uneasiness filled the room. The students were
beginning to say, "No!" and there were all these uneaten donuts on the desks.
Steve also had to really put forth a lot of extra effort to get these
push-ups done for each donut. There began to be a small pool of sweat on the
floor beneath his face, his arms and brow were beginning to get red because
of the physical effort involved.
Dr. Christianson asked Robert, who was the most vocal unbeliever in the
class, to watch Steve do each push up to make sure he did the full ten
push-ups in a set because he couldn't bear to watch all of Steve's work for
all of those uneaten donuts. He sent Robert over to where Steve was so Robert
could count the set and watch Steve closely.
Dr. Christianson started down the fourth row. During his class, however, some
students from other classes had wandered in and sat down on the steps along
the radiators that ran down the sides of the room. When the professor
realized this, he did a quick count and saw that now there were 34 students
in the room. He started to worry if Steve would be able to make it.
Dr. Christianson went on to the next person and the next and the next. Near
the end of that row, Steve was really having a rough time. He was taking a
lot more time to complete each set.
Steve asked Dr. Christianson, "Do I have to make my nose touch on each one?"
Dr. Christianson thought for a moment, "Well, they're your push-ups. You are
in charge now. You can do them any way that you want." And Dr. Christianson
went on.
A few moments later, Jason, a recent transfer student, came to the room and
was about to come in when all the students yelled in one voice, "NO! Don't
come in! Stay out!"
Jason didn't know what was going on. Steve picked up his head and said, "No,
let him come."
Professor Christianson said, "You realize that if Jason comes in you will
have to do ten push-ups for him?"
Steve said, "Yes, let him come in. Give him a donut."
Dr. Christianson said, "Okay, Steve, I'll let you get Jason's out of the way
right now. Jason, do you want a donut?"
Jason, new to the room, hardly knew what was going on. "Yes," he said, "give
me a donut."
"Steve, will you do ten push-ups so that Jason can have a donut?"
Steve did ten push-ups very slowly and with great effort. Jason, bewildered,
was handed a donut and sat down.
Dr Christianson finished the fourth row, and then started on those visitors
seated by the heaters. Steve's arms were now shaking with each push-up in a
struggle to lift himself against the force of gravity. By this time sweat was
profusely dropping off of his face, there was no sound except his heavy
breathing; there was not a dry eye in the room.
The very last two students in the room were two young women, both
cheerleaders, and very popular. Dr. Christianson went to Linda, the second to
last, and asked, "Linda, do you want a doughnut?"
Linda said, very sadly, "No, thank you."
Professor Christianson quietly asked, "Steve, would you do ten push-ups so
that Linda can have a donut she doesn't want?"
Grunting from the effort, Steve did ten very slow push-ups for Linda.
Then Dr. Christianson turned to the last girl, Susan. "Susan, do you want a
donut?"
Susan, with tears flowing down her face, began to cry. "Dr. Christianson, why
can't I help him?"
Dr Christianson, with tears of his own, said, "No, Steve has to do it alone;
I have given him this task and he is in charge of seeing that everyone has an
opportunity for a donut whether they want it or not. When I decided to have a
party this last day of class, I looked at my grade book.
Steve here is the only student with a perfect grade. Everyone else has failed
a test, skipped class, or offered me inferior work. Steve told me that in
football practice, when a player messes up he must do push-ups. I told Steve
that none of you could come to my party unless he paid the price by doing
your push ups. He and I made a deal for your sakes."
"Steve, would you do ten push-ups so Susan can have a donut?"
As Steve very slowly finished his last push-up, with the understanding that
he had accomplished all that was required of him, having done 350 push-ups,
his arms buckled beneath him and he fell to the floor.
Dr. Christianson turned to the room and said, "And so it was, that our
Savior, Jesus Christ, on the cross, plead to the Father, 'Into thy hands I
commend my spirit.' With the understanding that He had done everything that
was required of Him, He yielded up His life. And like some of those in this
room, many of us leave the gift on the desk, uneaten."
Two students helped Steve up off the floor and to a seat, physically
exhausted, but wearing a thin smile.
"Well done, good and faithful servant," said the professor, adding, "Not all
sermons are preached in words."
Turning to his class, the professor said, "My wish is that you might
understand and fully comprehend all the riches of grace and mercy that have
been given to you through the sacrifice of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
He spared not only His Begotten Son, but gave Him up for us all, for the
whole Church, now and forever. Whether or not we choose to accept His gift to
us, the price has been paid."
"Wouldn't you be foolish and ungrateful to leave it lying on the desk?"
Share this with someone. It's bound to touch their heart and demonstrate
Salvation in a very special way.
In Christ,
Lee
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Re: Make a Difference
by Christ is My Life! Wed Oct 03, 2007 8:15 am
VERY POWERFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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And>>>>>>>
by everready Wed Oct 03, 2007 8:41 am
Christ is My Life! wrote:VERY POWERFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
http://gospelman.info/
Praise God!
everready
In Christ,
Lee
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The Burning Bush
by everready Fri Oct 12, 2007 12:42 am
By Ed Wrather, Pastor and X-Prison Guard.
Sleep Walking and Sleep Driving
And do this, knowing the time, that now it is high time to awake out of
sleep; for now our salvation is nearer than when we first believed. The
night is far spent, the day is at hand. Therefore let us cast off the works
of darkness, and let us put on the armor of light. Let us walk properly, as
in the day, not in revelry and drunkenness, not in lewdness and lust, not in
strife and envy. But put on the Lord Jesus Christ, and make no provision for
the flesh, to fulfill its lusts. - Romans 13:11-14.
Pedro Brito of St. Louis Park, Minnesota was just driving down the street at
3:30am on a Sunday morning minding his own business when a police officer
stopped him. It is a good thing that it was early and that the streets were
deserted because Pedro was.asleep. The police had received a call about a
sleeping driver and when officers arrived Pedro was still asleep, still
driving and he had crossed the centerline before an officer was able to
reach inside and put the vehicle in neutral. 26-year-old Pedro was sound
asleep and officers had to shake him and yell at him to wake him up. It
appears that Brito was not only asleep but he may have also been intoxicated
since the field sobriety test revealed that (surprise!) his balance was not
very good.
We may think that we are awake - but are we really? Are we awake to the
reality of life or are we just going through the motions letting the vehicle
of our life idle through day after day?
Do you remember Jonah of Old Testament fame? He fled from the call of God
upon his life and ended up on a ship going in the opposite direction from
where he should have gone. Jonah went to sleep there on the ship even though
it was not a restful sleep. Jonah was probably doing what many people do -
trying to block out the reality of their sin by going to sleep. Some people
learn this trick so well that they walk around (some drive around) in their
sleep. It is not a real sleep; however, it is a sleep that is unconscious to
the sin in their lives and the will of God for their lives.
Do you remember Samson, the man with superhero strength in the book of
Judges? Delilah kept trying to find the secret to his strength so the
Philistines could kill him. Samson slept peacefully always believing that He
would awake as he had before with superhuman strength. He always had, and so
when he told Delilah the real secret to his strength (Never having cut his
hair.) he thought he would awaken as before. Samson came to believe that he
was the source of his strength and that he no longer needed God. Since he no
longer needed God, it didn't matter whether he told Delilah the supposed
secret about his hair. Samson was living a life of deception - he had
deceived himself.
Do you remember how God woke up Jonah? A great fish swallowed him after he
was thrown overboard and Jonah was wide awake after spending three days and
night in the belly of that fish.
Do you remember how God woke up Samson? Samson found out that God had been
the source of his strength after Delilah had cut his hair and the
Philistines took him captive and put out his eyes.
After Jonah and Samson woke up to the reality of their lives and the reality
that there is a God they both fulfilled their mission.
What about you? Time is running out. Each of us only has so much time. If we
are ever going to start living life like God wants us to - isn't it time to
start? Wake up! It is time to live as we ought to live before it is
eternally too late.
In His Service,
everready
Sleep Walking and Sleep Driving
And do this, knowing the time, that now it is high time to awake out of
sleep; for now our salvation is nearer than when we first believed. The
night is far spent, the day is at hand. Therefore let us cast off the works
of darkness, and let us put on the armor of light. Let us walk properly, as
in the day, not in revelry and drunkenness, not in lewdness and lust, not in
strife and envy. But put on the Lord Jesus Christ, and make no provision for
the flesh, to fulfill its lusts. - Romans 13:11-14.
Pedro Brito of St. Louis Park, Minnesota was just driving down the street at
3:30am on a Sunday morning minding his own business when a police officer
stopped him. It is a good thing that it was early and that the streets were
deserted because Pedro was.asleep. The police had received a call about a
sleeping driver and when officers arrived Pedro was still asleep, still
driving and he had crossed the centerline before an officer was able to
reach inside and put the vehicle in neutral. 26-year-old Pedro was sound
asleep and officers had to shake him and yell at him to wake him up. It
appears that Brito was not only asleep but he may have also been intoxicated
since the field sobriety test revealed that (surprise!) his balance was not
very good.
We may think that we are awake - but are we really? Are we awake to the
reality of life or are we just going through the motions letting the vehicle
of our life idle through day after day?
Do you remember Jonah of Old Testament fame? He fled from the call of God
upon his life and ended up on a ship going in the opposite direction from
where he should have gone. Jonah went to sleep there on the ship even though
it was not a restful sleep. Jonah was probably doing what many people do -
trying to block out the reality of their sin by going to sleep. Some people
learn this trick so well that they walk around (some drive around) in their
sleep. It is not a real sleep; however, it is a sleep that is unconscious to
the sin in their lives and the will of God for their lives.
Do you remember Samson, the man with superhero strength in the book of
Judges? Delilah kept trying to find the secret to his strength so the
Philistines could kill him. Samson slept peacefully always believing that He
would awake as he had before with superhuman strength. He always had, and so
when he told Delilah the real secret to his strength (Never having cut his
hair.) he thought he would awaken as before. Samson came to believe that he
was the source of his strength and that he no longer needed God. Since he no
longer needed God, it didn't matter whether he told Delilah the supposed
secret about his hair. Samson was living a life of deception - he had
deceived himself.
Do you remember how God woke up Jonah? A great fish swallowed him after he
was thrown overboard and Jonah was wide awake after spending three days and
night in the belly of that fish.
Do you remember how God woke up Samson? Samson found out that God had been
the source of his strength after Delilah had cut his hair and the
Philistines took him captive and put out his eyes.
After Jonah and Samson woke up to the reality of their lives and the reality
that there is a God they both fulfilled their mission.
What about you? Time is running out. Each of us only has so much time. If we
are ever going to start living life like God wants us to - isn't it time to
start? Wake up! It is time to live as we ought to live before it is
eternally too late.
In His Service,
everready
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Re: Make a Difference
by Christ is My Life! Sat Oct 13, 2007 9:57 am
I always Pray that I am doing God's will. Sometimes though, I wonder if it is hindered because of family that refuses. What once was amazing is now dead....is that from denying God's will and doing someone elses mission? I think so. (Me, I try everyday...God help us! That's all I can say!) 
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Re: Make a Difference
by everready Sat Oct 13, 2007 10:08 am
When I post in a thread most if not all of the time I've experienced it myself. Sometimes but most of those times it can be a difficult thing for me to do. I like you have lived through some nightmarish times, hard to repeat. I thank God through our Lord Jesus Christ that he has felt and knows our infirmities.Thank You Jesus, your the best friend we have, Amen.
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In His Service,
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In His Service,
Lee
Christ is My Life! wrote:I always Pray that I am doing God's will. Sometimes though, I wonder if it is hindered because of family that refuses. What once was amazing is now dead....is that from denying God's will and doing someone elses mission? I think so. (Me, I try everyday...God help us! That's all I can say!)
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Re: Make a Difference
by Christ is My Life! Sat Oct 13, 2007 10:14 am
[quote="everready"]When I post in a thread most if not all of the time I've experienced it myself. Sometimes but most of those times it can be a difficult thing for me to do. I like you have lived through some nightmarish times, hard to repeat. I thank God through our Lord Jesus Christ that he has felt and knows our infirmities.Thank You Jesus, your the best friend we have, Amen.
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In His Service,
Lee
"=quote]
Yes, I do to. I can't post if I haven't had experience. Thus, I'd be a liar...and I can't do that. Praise God for His faithfulness, when no-one else has ever remained faithful to me in my life! Praise Him indeed!
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Lee
"=quote]
Yes, I do to. I can't post if I haven't had experience. Thus, I'd be a liar...and I can't do that. Praise God for His faithfulness, when no-one else has ever remained faithful to me in my life! Praise Him indeed!
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Re: Make a Difference
by nobella Thu Oct 18, 2007 8:31 pm
Amen sister CIML, and thank you for sharing that eveready!
Nobella,
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Re: Make a Difference
by nobella Thu Oct 18, 2007 8:39 pm
Christ is My Life! wrote:I always Pray that I am doing God's will. Sometimes though, I wonder if it is hindered because of family that refuses. What once was amazing is now dead....is that from denying God's will and doing someone elses mission? I think so. (Me, I try everyday...God help us! That's all I can say!)
Believe me when I tell you that God see's your labor of love for him......I know he does not judge us by what others do , even if it is our family.
You can rest in the fact that we are only accountable for our selves.
God bless you dear sister!
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When I was A Child
by everready Mon Oct 22, 2007 6:34 pm
A little girl was talking to her teacher about whales.
>> The teacher said it was physically impossible for a whale to swallow a
>> human because even though it was a very large mammal its throat was very
>> small.
>> The little girl stated that Jonah was swallowed by a whale.
>> Irritated, the teacher reiterated that a whale could not swallow a human;
>> it was physically impossible.
>> The little girl said, "When I get to heaven I will ask Jonah".
>> The teacher asked, "What if Jonah went to hell?"
>> The little girl replied, "Then you ask him".
>>
>> A Kindergarten teacher was observing her classroom of children while they
>> were drawing. She would occasionally walk around to see each child's
>> work. As she got to one little girl who was working diligently, she asked
>> what the drawing was.
>> The girl replied, "I'm drawing God."
>> The teacher paused and said, "But no one knows what God looks like."
>> Without missing a beat, or looking up from her drawing, the girl replied,
>> "They will in a minute."
>>
>> A Sunday school teacher was discussing the Ten Commandments with her five
>> and six year olds. After explaining the commandment to "honor" thy Father
>> and thy Mother, she asked, "Is there a commandment that teaches us how to
>> treat our brothers and sisters?"
>> Without missing a beat one little boy (the oldest of a family) answered,
>> "Thou shall not kill."
>>
>> One day a little girl was sitting and watching her mother do the dishes
>> at the kitchen sink. She suddenly noticed that her mother had several
>> strands of white hair sticking out in contrast on her brunette head.
>> She looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, "Why are some of your
>> hairs white, Mom?"
>> Her mother replied, "Well, every time that you do something wrong and
>> make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white."
>> The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and then said,
>> "Momma, how come ALL of grandma's hairs are white?"
>>
>> The children had all been photographed, and the teacher was trying to
>> persuade them each to buy a copy of the group picture.
>> "Just think how nice it will be to look at it when you are all grown up
>> and say, 'There's Jennifer, she's a lawyer,' or 'That's Michael, He's a
>> doctor.'
>> A small voice at the back of the room rang out, "And there's the teacher,
>> she's dead."
>>
>> A teacher was giving a lesson on the circulation of the blood. Trying to
>> make the matter clearer, she said, "Now, class, if I stood on my head,
>> the blood, as you know, would run into it, and I would turn red in the
>> face."
>> "Yes," the class said.
>> "Then why is it that while I am standing upright in the ordinary position
>> the blood doesn't run into my feet?"
>> A little fellow shouted, "Cause your feet ain't empty."
>>
>> The children were lined up in the cafeteria of a Catholic elementary
>> school for lunch. At the head of the table was a large pile of apples.
>> The nun made a note, and posted on the apple tray:
>> "Take only ONE. God is watching."
>> Moving further along the lunch line, at the other end of the table was a
>> large pile of chocolate chip cookies.
>> A child had written a note, "Take all you want. God is watching the
>> apples.
>>
>>
>>
>
>> The teacher said it was physically impossible for a whale to swallow a
>> human because even though it was a very large mammal its throat was very
>> small.
>> The little girl stated that Jonah was swallowed by a whale.
>> Irritated, the teacher reiterated that a whale could not swallow a human;
>> it was physically impossible.
>> The little girl said, "When I get to heaven I will ask Jonah".
>> The teacher asked, "What if Jonah went to hell?"
>> The little girl replied, "Then you ask him".
>>
>> A Kindergarten teacher was observing her classroom of children while they
>> were drawing. She would occasionally walk around to see each child's
>> work. As she got to one little girl who was working diligently, she asked
>> what the drawing was.
>> The girl replied, "I'm drawing God."
>> The teacher paused and said, "But no one knows what God looks like."
>> Without missing a beat, or looking up from her drawing, the girl replied,
>> "They will in a minute."
>>
>> A Sunday school teacher was discussing the Ten Commandments with her five
>> and six year olds. After explaining the commandment to "honor" thy Father
>> and thy Mother, she asked, "Is there a commandment that teaches us how to
>> treat our brothers and sisters?"
>> Without missing a beat one little boy (the oldest of a family) answered,
>> "Thou shall not kill."
>>
>> One day a little girl was sitting and watching her mother do the dishes
>> at the kitchen sink. She suddenly noticed that her mother had several
>> strands of white hair sticking out in contrast on her brunette head.
>> She looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, "Why are some of your
>> hairs white, Mom?"
>> Her mother replied, "Well, every time that you do something wrong and
>> make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white."
>> The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and then said,
>> "Momma, how come ALL of grandma's hairs are white?"
>>
>> The children had all been photographed, and the teacher was trying to
>> persuade them each to buy a copy of the group picture.
>> "Just think how nice it will be to look at it when you are all grown up
>> and say, 'There's Jennifer, she's a lawyer,' or 'That's Michael, He's a
>> doctor.'
>> A small voice at the back of the room rang out, "And there's the teacher,
>> she's dead."
>>
>> A teacher was giving a lesson on the circulation of the blood. Trying to
>> make the matter clearer, she said, "Now, class, if I stood on my head,
>> the blood, as you know, would run into it, and I would turn red in the
>> face."
>> "Yes," the class said.
>> "Then why is it that while I am standing upright in the ordinary position
>> the blood doesn't run into my feet?"
>> A little fellow shouted, "Cause your feet ain't empty."
>>
>> The children were lined up in the cafeteria of a Catholic elementary
>> school for lunch. At the head of the table was a large pile of apples.
>> The nun made a note, and posted on the apple tray:
>> "Take only ONE. God is watching."
>> Moving further along the lunch line, at the other end of the table was a
>> large pile of chocolate chip cookies.
>> A child had written a note, "Take all you want. God is watching the
>> apples.
>>
>>
>>
>
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Re: Make a Difference
by Christ is My Life! Mon Oct 22, 2007 6:42 pm
These were real cute....I, with my often dark humor, especially liked the photo one, LOL. I know, I am so terrible!!!! I also liked the God is watching the apples....kids say the darndest things, don't they??!!!???!!! I loved this!
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Re: Make a Difference
by Christ is My Life! Mon Oct 22, 2007 7:07 pm
My precious one is supposed to take a shower...and is avoiding it like the plague....One sec, one sec..."I don't care of one second or 2 or 3 passed...ONE SECOND!" lol. Yup, exact quote.
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