When and If

When and If

When you are tired and discouraged from fruitless efforts… God knows how hard you have tried. When you’ve cried so long and your heart is in anguish… God has seen your tears. If you feel that your life is on hold and time has passed you by… God is waiting with you. When you’re lonely and your friends are too busy even for a phone call… God is by your side. When you think you’ve tried everything and don’t know where to turn… God has a solution. When nothing makes sense and you are confused or frustrated… God has the answer. If suddenly your outlook is brighter and you find traces of hope… God has whispered to you. When things are going well and you have much to be thankful for… God has blessed you. When something joyful happens and you are filled with awe… God has smiled upon you. When you have a purpose to fulfill and a dream to follow… God has opened your eyes and called you by name. Remember that wherever you are or whatever you are facing… GOD KNOWS! — Author Unknown Meditation: Therefore humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God, that He may exalt you in due time, casting all your care upon Him, for He cares for you. – 1 Peter 5:6-7

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The Gift of Insults

The Gift of Insults

There once lived a great warrior. Though quite old, he still was able to defeat any challenger. His reputation extended far and wide throughout the land and many students gathered to study under him. One day an infamous young warrior arrived at the village. He was determined to be the first man to defeat the great master. Along with his strength, he had an uncanny ability to spot and exploit any weakness in an opponent. He would wait for his opponent to make the first move, thus revealing a weakness, and then would strike with merciless force and lightning speed. No one had ever lasted with him in a match beyond the first move. Much against the advice of his concerned students, the old master gladly accepted the young warrior’s challenge. As the two squared off for battle, the young warrior began to hurl insults at the old master. He threw dirt and spit in his face. For hours he verbally assaulted him with every curse and insult known to mankind. But the old warrior merely stood there motionless and calm. Finally, the young warrior exhausted himself. Knowing he was defeated, he left feeling shamed. Somewhat disappointed that he did not fight the insolent youth, the students gathered around the old master and questioned him. “How could you endure such

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One Day

One Day

If God gave us only one day of life, it would have been generous. If God gave us only one springtime or fall, one summer or winter, it would have been generous. If God gave us only one day of laughter, it would have been generous. If God gave us only one beautiful meal, beautifully served in a secure home, it would have been generous. If God gave us only one friend to share the journey of time, it would have been generous. If God gave us only one child, sound in mind and body, it would have been generous. If God gave us only one storm that left us unharmed, it would have been generous. If God gave us only one day for a good time with friends, it would have been generous. If God gave us only one talent for creating beauty, it would have been generous. If God let us laugh only once in the face of calamity, it would have been generous. If God gave us only one moment’s pride in the success of those we love, it would have been generous. But God has given us life and time, joy and sorrow, sunshine and storms, laughter and tears, gifts to share and days to remember. God has given us friends and lovers, children and parents,

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Can You Relate?

Can You Relate?

I drive into work listening to gospel music or a pre-recorded sermon on the radio. I get out of the car and walk to the building entrance. As I open the building door I leave just enough room for me to get in and I leave Jesus standing outside as the door closes behind me. He’s standing with His palms on the door glass and watches me as I get on the elevator. His eyes are sad and He turns and goes to sit on the stone bench. There He’ll sit patiently and wait for me for the next nine hours. First two hours of work – I fuss and complain about things not going right. Jesus, sitting with his chin in His hand looks upward toward the building wishing He could help me. By lunchtime – I’m flustered, regretting I work in this place and sputtering bitterness all over folks. Jesus comes around to the side of the building where my cubicle is located. He looks up from the ground trying to get my attention but I can’t hear him; my focus is on my problems. Jesus goes back to the front of the building, sits down and continues to wait for me. He thinks to Himself as He looks up to the third floor, “She went in there

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His Offering

His Offering

Here is a story about a nine-year-old boy who lived in a rural town in Tennessee. His house was in a poor area of the community. A church there had a bus ministry that came knocking on his door one Saturday afternoon. The child came to answer the door and greeted the bus pastor. The bus pastor asked if his parents were home and the small boy told him that his parents take off every weekend and leave him at home to take care of his little brother. The bus pastor couldn’t believe what the child said and asked him to repeat it. The youngster gave the same answer and the bus pastor asked to come in and talk with him. They went into the living room and sat down on an old couch with the foam and springs exposed. The bus pastor asked the child, “Where do you go to church?” The young boy surprised the visitor by replying, “I’ve never been to church in my whole life.” The bus pastor thought to himself about the fact that his church was less than three miles from the child’s house. “Are you sure you have never been to church?” he asked again. “I’m sure I haven’t,” came his answer. Then the bus pastor said, “Well, son, more important than going

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An Eye Opener

An Eye Opener

I saw him in the church building for the first time on Wednesday. He was in his mid-70’s, with thinning silver hair and a neat brown suit. Many times in the past I had invited him to come. Several other Christian friends had talked to him about the Lord and had tried to share the good news with him. He was a well-respected, honest man with so many characteristics a Christian should have, but he had never put on Christ, nor entered the doors of the church. “Have you ever been to a church service in your life?” I had asked him a few years ago. We had just finished a pleasant day of visiting and talking. He hesitated. Then with a bitter smile, he told me of his childhood experience some fifty years ago. He was one of many children in a large impoverished family. His parents had struggled to provide food, with little left for housing and clothing. When he was about ten, some neighbors invited him to worship with them. The Sunday School class had been very exciting! He had never heard such songs and stories before! He had never heard anyone read from the Bible! After class was over, the teacher took him aside and said, “Son, please don’t come again dressed as you are now.

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