Dear John and Doves,

 

So much is going on in this ole world that our heads are swimming wondering what's next.  Can it get any worse?

What about our money, will it soon be worthless. What about the New World Order, and isnt "O" gonna head it up?

Everyone that HAS guns says they will only be pryed from their "cold dead hands" if government tries to take them.

Even though these days are getting more perilous and unpredictable, we , as Christ's Body, are not forgotten by Him.

 

We are here  a while longer to fulfill God's purpose IN US, which is Christ's INFILLING.  And that only comes by our dying to our SELF!You see, The only thing that is going to shine forth at the Rapture is CHRIST in Us, HIS characteristics that have been worked out IN US! 

So while the majority of the world is "caught up" in the things of this world,  and worrying about tomorrow, 

our eye should be on watching, praying, and examining ourselves, ridding of that which is not pleasing to Him! 

Will that make a difference. Sure it will. We are placed IN Christ when we Believe and Trust in Him! But then Christ's

character starts to work IN us conforming us to His image.  God has alloted to each one of us a "measue" of the stature of

Christ to fulfill in this life. THAT's why we are here. That stature that we attain will determine our Inheritance.  The Bible

says that in a Great House there are many kinds of vessels, which vessel do we want to be. Gold or wood! There are

vessels of honor, and of dishonor.  

 

Without spot of wrinkle, that's what Christ is working out in us.  To Believe on the Lord removes our spot placed there by the First Adam!! The wrinkles are the attributes of the "old man", the flesh that wars against our New Man! We are HIS workmanship! When we recognize a "problem" wrinkle, we submit it to Christ in the Holy Spirit who empowers us to overcome!  Christ took away ALL our wrinkles at Calvary!

We don't HAVE to be tormented by ANY sin.  Pray, meditate on God's Word, and CAST all your cares upon Him. Time is SHORT!

What we do we must do Now.   

Our concern is how we can MORE Glorify HIM in these last moments!

One more day of giving Christ our ALL will yield untold Benefits in Glory!  

 It's not about US, it's about Christ IN us! THAT's what the Father Loves! Those letting Christ work in their lives via the CROSS!

This ole world is God's stepping stone to accomplish this Eternal purpose!

 

Shalom and grow in Grace.

 

The following from Pastor Riley, speaks of "sacrifice". God looks at things how they ought to be looked at, and will reward accordingly!

George E.

 

From Pastor Riley

 

The Lord God said, "By this shall all men know that ye are My disciples, if ye have love

one to another," John 13:35.

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God uses the insignificant things in life to confound the wise. He uses the nobodies to humble the proud in spirit and haughty in heart.

Bruce

Two Choices What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line, there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the same choice? At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves children with learning disabilities, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its Dedicated staff, he offered a question: 'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does, is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?' The audience was stilled by the query. The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, who was mentally and physically disabled comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people treat that child.' Then he told the following story: Shay and I had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' I knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but as a father I also understood that if my son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps. I approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning..' Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a team shirt.. I watched with a small tear in my eye and warmth in my heart. The boys saw my joy at my son being accepted. In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as I waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat. At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball. However, as Shay stepped up to the Plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher. The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game. Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled. Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball . The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions so he, too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home. All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay' Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third! Shay, run to third!' As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the game for his team 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world'. Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making me so happy, and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!