IT’S O.K. TO START SMALL
Sisters and brothers, be continually blessed, and please (above all else) MAKE
SURE YOU ARE READY TO MEET OUR SOON COMING KING. Maranatha!
IT’S O.K. TO START SMALL
Sisters and brothers, be continually blessed, and please (above all else) MAKE
SURE YOU ARE READY TO MEET OUR SOON COMING KING. Maranatha!
JOY AND HAPPINESS
THE TENURE TRAP
JUST IN CASE…
HOPE SPRINGS ETERNAL
Sisters and brothers, be continually blessed and please (above all else) MAKE SURE YOU ARE READY TO MEET YOUR SOON COMING KING. Maranatha!
FAITH OR MYTH?
PERSPICACITY
WE ALREADY
HAVE ALL THE NECESSARY TOOLS WE NEED TO ATTAIN KINGDOM PERSPICACITY.
Sisters and brothers, be continually blessed, and please (above all else) MAKE
SURE YOU ARE READY TO MEET OUR SOON COMING KING. Maranatha!
LIGHTS NEEDED
WE’RE BETTER TOGETHER
NEVER BROKEN BEYOND REPAIR
Thought it scarcely worthwhile
To waste much time on the old violin,
But he held it up with a smile.
“What am I bidden, good folks,” he cried,
“Who'll start the bidding for me?”
“A dollar, a dollar. Then two! Only two?
Two dollars, and who'll make it three?”
“Three dollars, once; three dollars, twice;
Going for three…” But no,
From the room, far back, a grey-haired man
Came forward and picked up the bow;
Then wiping the dust from the old violin,
And tightening the loosened strings,
He played a melody pure and sweet,
As a caroling angel sings.
The music ceased, and the auctioneer,
With a voice that was quiet and low,
Said: “What am I bid for the old violin?”
And he held it up with the bow.
“A thousand dollars, and who'll make it two?
Two thousand! And who'll make it three?
Three thousand, once; three thousand, twice,
And going and gone,” said he.
The people cheered, but some of them cried,
“We do not quite understand.
What changed its worth?” Swift came the reply:
“The touch of the Master's hand.”
And many a man with life out of tune,
And battered and scarred with sin,
Is auctioned cheap to the thoughtless crowd
Much like the old violin.
A “mess of pottage,” a glass of wine,
A game — and he travels on.
He is “going” once, and “going” twice,
He's “going” and almost “gone.”
But the Master comes, and the foolish crowd
Never can quite understand
The worth of a soul and the change that is wrought
By the touch of the Master's hand.
THE DEATH OF HUMILITY
Notwithstanding these truths,
SELF-PROMOTION is far too common among those who profess Christ and those who
purport to be leaders in His Kingdom. From my perspective, I would
rather die in abject anonymity, rather than to reduce myself to the level of
embracing a persona of unabashed braggadocio and bravado.
OH, TO BE USED BY GOD!
Sisters and brothers, be continually blessed, and please (above all else) MAKE
SURE YOU ARE READY TO MEET OUR SOON COMING KING. Maranatha!
JESUS STOPS BY
I will be in your neighborhood
Saturday evening, and I’ll stop by for a visit.
Love Always,
Jesus
It was so good to see you
again. Thank you for the lovely meal and the warm coat.
Love Always,
Jesus
Then the righteous will answer him,
“Lord when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and gave you
something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or
needing clothes and clothe you? The King will reply, “I tell you the truth,
whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did it for
me.”