I have failed the Lord through many situations and decisions in my life, but I am determined to fight through it until I truly find the Lord's will.
Although these times are hard , I still serve a mighty God. Sometimes my faith runs low when I think of something wonderful that I lost, but I will always have something so much more amazing...The love of God in my heart, revealed through my life. I love the Lord, and I am very thankful that He was and is merciful enough to look down to this earth spotting such a lost individual, yet He just reached out and picked me up, throwing my past and my sins into the sea of forgetfulness, cleansing me to make a willing and able vessel for Christ. I pray that the Lord will use me to reach out to such a lost soul as mine once was. I love the Lord, and I love His works. and I love His encouragement....... The gates of hell will NOT prevail!!!!!!
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
I wanna be addicted to Christ...!
Most of the people who read this know me and know that I have not been in church. I dont want anyone's sympothy.
I came to know God about 8 years ago and I have had sturggles since then. I feel more like a lukewarm Christian or a sideline Christian. I know that I need to get back and that I need to start a new found relationship with Him. It starts today!He loves us!
We are His fortune and He is our prize!
I have turned my back on God and and I know how much it hurts him that I am not there with Him when I struggle. I have always had a struggle with anger and I know now that I can be restored by His Love and Grace.Each one of us has a testimony in Christ that we need to live by. I know that its not going to be easy and that I may struggle, but I give it all to Christ.
I came to know God about 8 years ago and I have had sturggles since then. I feel more like a lukewarm Christian or a sideline Christian. I know that I need to get back and that I need to start a new found relationship with Him. It starts today!He loves us!
We are His fortune and He is our prize!
I have turned my back on God and and I know how much it hurts him that I am not there with Him when I struggle. I have always had a struggle with anger and I know now that I can be restored by His Love and Grace.Each one of us has a testimony in Christ that we need to live by. I know that its not going to be easy and that I may struggle, but I give it all to Christ.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Daddy's Empty Chair
DADDY'S EMPTY CHAIR
A man's daughter had asked the local minister to come and pray with her father. When the minister arrived, he found the man lying in bed with his head propped up on two pillows.
An empty chair sat beside his bed.
The minister assumed that the old fellow had been informed of his visit.
'I guess you were expecting me, he said.
'No, who are you?' said the father.
The minister told him his name and then remarked,
'I saw the empty chair and I figured you knew I was going to show up.'
'Oh yeah, the chair,' said the bedridden man.
'Would you mind closing the door?'
'I have never told anyone this, not even my daughter,' said the man.
At church I used to hear the pastor talk about prayer, but it went right over my head.
'I abandoned any attempt at prayer,' the old man continued,
' until one day four years ago, my best friend said to me,
'Johnny, prayer is just a simple matter of having a conversation with Jesus.
Here is what I suggest.
'Sit down in a chair; place an empty chair in front of you, and in faith see Jesus on the chair.
It's not spooky because he promised,
'I will be with you always'.
'Then just speak to him in the same way you're doing with me right now.
''So, I tried it and I've liked it so much that I do it a couple of hours every day.
I'm careful though. If my daughter saw me talking to an empty chair, she'd either have a nervous breakdown or send me off to the funny farm.
' The minister was deeply moved by the story and encouraged the old man to continue on the journey.
Then he prayed with him, anointed him with oil, and returned to the church.
Two nights later the daughter called to tell the minister that her daddy had died that afternoon. Did he die in peace?' he asked.
Yes, when I left the house about two o'clock, he called me over to his bedside, told me he loved me and kissed me on the cheek.
When I got back from the store an hour later I found him .
But there was something strange about his death.
Apparently, just before Daddy died, he leaned over and rested his head on the chair beside the bed. What do you make of that?
'The minister wiped a tear from his eye and said, 'I wish we could all go like that.
Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive.
I asked God for water, He gave me an ocean.
I asked God for a flower, He gave me a garden.
I asked God for a friend, He gave me all of YOU...
If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.
Happy moments, praise God.
Difficult moments, seek God.
Quiet moments, worship God
Painful moments, trust God.
Every moment, thank God.
A man's daughter had asked the local minister to come and pray with her father. When the minister arrived, he found the man lying in bed with his head propped up on two pillows.
An empty chair sat beside his bed.
The minister assumed that the old fellow had been informed of his visit.
'I guess you were expecting me, he said.
'No, who are you?' said the father.
The minister told him his name and then remarked,
'I saw the empty chair and I figured you knew I was going to show up.'
'Oh yeah, the chair,' said the bedridden man.
'Would you mind closing the door?'
'I have never told anyone this, not even my daughter,' said the man.
At church I used to hear the pastor talk about prayer, but it went right over my head.
'I abandoned any attempt at prayer,' the old man continued,
' until one day four years ago, my best friend said to me,
'Johnny, prayer is just a simple matter of having a conversation with Jesus.
Here is what I suggest.
'Sit down in a chair; place an empty chair in front of you, and in faith see Jesus on the chair.
It's not spooky because he promised,
'I will be with you always'.
'Then just speak to him in the same way you're doing with me right now.
''So, I tried it and I've liked it so much that I do it a couple of hours every day.
I'm careful though. If my daughter saw me talking to an empty chair, she'd either have a nervous breakdown or send me off to the funny farm.
' The minister was deeply moved by the story and encouraged the old man to continue on the journey.
Then he prayed with him, anointed him with oil, and returned to the church.
Two nights later the daughter called to tell the minister that her daddy had died that afternoon. Did he die in peace?' he asked.
Yes, when I left the house about two o'clock, he called me over to his bedside, told me he loved me and kissed me on the cheek.
When I got back from the store an hour later I found him .
But there was something strange about his death.
Apparently, just before Daddy died, he leaned over and rested his head on the chair beside the bed. What do you make of that?
'The minister wiped a tear from his eye and said, 'I wish we could all go like that.
Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive.
I asked God for water, He gave me an ocean.
I asked God for a flower, He gave me a garden.
I asked God for a friend, He gave me all of YOU...
If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.
Happy moments, praise God.
Difficult moments, seek God.
Quiet moments, worship God
Painful moments, trust God.
Every moment, thank God.
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