LET IT RAIN!!!!!

When it rains, most people go inside to avoid getting wet. But people living in Hawker, an outback town in the Flinders Ranges in northern South Australia are different, and it’s what sets the locals apart from the tourists. The locals run outside their businesses and dwellings to stand in a downpour- so welcome is the rain after months of dry, crippling drought. The sheer joy of life-giving rain makes getting soaked a pleasure.

Just as a physical drought teaches us that there is no substitute for rain, a time of spiritual dryness burns into us the truth that we cannot live without God’s renewing Spirit. “Showers of blessing, showers of blessing we need; mercy drops round us are falling, but for the showers we plead.” (Whittle)

The spiritual refreshing we crave comes only from above. Christ alone can satisfy our spiritual thirst for the “living water” He promised to all who come to Him (John 4:14). Come, and drink; set time aside for God, your Maker. Prioritise worship time over all else; get to know Him through His word, encourage one another to come and worship God, the Source of all our blessings and you will indeed be blessed abundantly.

We all can have abundant life,

Not one of desperation,

As we walk closely with the Lord

And flee from sin’s temptation.

AS GOD ADDS YEARS TO YOUR LIFE,

ASK HIM TO ADD LIFE TO YOUR YEARS!

 

“The Majesty of Our God”

 

Can anyone truly look at a sunset and say that there is no God.

Or gaze into the heavens on a starry night and not know that we have been blessed

by the Presence of an Almighty Creator.

And then there are those billowing cloud formations we lay staring at as a child.

Could this be an act of chance? Or listen to the melodious tune of a babbling

brook as it sings on its merry journey.

God’s handiwork is all around us and His signature is on each of His masterpieces.

And the greatest masterpiece He ever created was YOU and ME!

Because He created us in His Image. To say that we have tarnished that

image is certainly an understatement. But just like all His other Masterpieces

we are not complete until He signs His work.

 

God puts His signature on YOU and ME the day that WE receive Jesus Christ as

OUR personal Saviour and Lord.

 

 

The Quarter

Several years ago a preacher moved to Houston, Texas. 

Some weeks after he arrived, he had occasion to ride the bus from his home to the downtown area. When he sat down, he discovered that the driver had accidentally given him a quarter too much change. 

As he considered what to do, he thought to himself, you better give the quarter back.  It would be wrong to keep it. Then he thought, “Oh, forget it, it’s only a quarter.  Who would worry about this little amount? 

Anyway the bus company already gets too much fare; they will never miss it.  Accept it as a gift from God and keep quiet.” 

When his stop came, he paused momentarily at the door, then he handed the quarter to the driver and said, “Here, you gave me too much change.” 

The driver with a smile, replied, “Aren’t you the new preacher in town? I have been thinking lately about going to worship somewhere. I just wanted to see what you would do if I gave you too much change.” 

When my friend stepped off the bus, he literally grabbed the nearest light pole, and held on, and said, “O God, I almost sold your Son for a quarter.” 

Our lives are the only Bible some people will ever read. 

— Author Unknown 

 

 

A Mother’s Title

A few months ago, when I was picking up the children at school, another mother I knew well rushed up to me.  Emily was fuming with indignation

“Do you know what you and I are?” she asked.  Before I could answer, she blurted out the reason for her question.

It seemed she had just returned from renewing her driving licence.  Asked by the woman recording the information to state her occupation, Emily had hesitated, uncertain how to classify herself.  “What I mean is,” explained the recorder, “do you have a job, or are you just a…?”

“Of course I have a job,” snapped Emily.  “I am a mother.”

“We don’t list ‘mother’ as an occupation.  ‘Housewife’ covers it,” said the recorder emphatically.

I forgot about her story, until one day I found myself in the same situation.  This clerk was obviously a career woman-poised, efficient and possessed of a high sounding title like Official Interrogator or Town Registrar.

“And what is your occupation?” she probed.  What made me say it, I do not know; the words simply popped out

“I’m a Research Associate in the field of Child Development and Human Relations.”  The clerk paused, ballpoint pen frozen in midair, and looked as though she hadn’t heard right.  I repeated the title slowly, emphasizing the most significant words.  Then I stared with wonder as my pompous pronouncement was written in bold black ink on the official questionnaire.

”Might I ask,” said the clerk with new interest, “just what you do in your field?’

Coolly, without any trace of fluster in my voice, I heard myself reply “I have a continuing program of research (what mother doesn’t) in the laboratory and in the field (normally I would have said indoors and outdoors).  I’m working for my Masters (the whole darned family) and already have four credits (all daughters).  Of course the job is one of the most demanding in the humanities (any mother care to disagree?), and I often work 14 hours a day (24 is more like it).  But the job is more challenging than most run-of-the-mill careers, and the rewards are in satisfaction rather than money.”

There was an increasing note of respect in the clerk’s voice as she completed the form, stood up and personally ushered me to the door

As I arrived home, buoyed up by my glamorous new career, I was greeted by my lab assistants-ages thirteen, seven and three.  Upstairs I could hear our new experimental model (six months) in the child development program, testing out a new vocal pattern.  I felt triumphant.  I had scored a beat on bureaucracy!  And I had gone on the official records as someone more distinguished and indispensable to mankind than “just another mother”.

 

Thoughts  for our Time

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider freeways but narrower viewpoints.  We spend more but have less.  We buy more, but enjoy less.  We have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences but less time.  We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge but less judgement, more experts yet more problems, more medicine but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much and pray too seldom.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values.  We talk too much, love too seldom and hate too often.  We’ve added years to life, not life to years.

We been all the way to the moon and back but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbour.  We conquered outer space but not inner space.  We’ve done larger things, but not better things.  We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul.  We’ve conquered the atom, but not our prejudice.  We write more but learn less.  We plan more but accomplish less.  We’ve learned to rush, but not to wait.  We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.  These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships.  These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses but broken homes.   These are the days of quick trips, disposable nappies, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet,  to kill.  It is a time when there is much in the showroom window – nothing in the stockroom.

Remember to spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.  Remember to say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.  Remember to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn’t cost a cent

Remember to say, “I love you” to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it.  A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.  Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment, for some day that person will not be there again.  Give time to love, give time to speak, and give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away.

 

 

 

The Silent Sermon

A member of a certain church, who previously had been attending services regularly, stopped going. After some weeks, the preacher decided to visit him.

It was a chilly evening. The pastor found the man at home alone, sitting before a blazing fire. Guessing the reason for his preacher’s visit, the man welcomed him, led him to a comfortable chair near the fireplace…and waited.

The preacher made himself at home but said nothing. In the grave silence, he contemplated the dance of the flames around the burning logs. After some minutes, the preacher took the fire tongs, carefully picked up a brightly burning ember and placed it to one side of the hearth all alone, then he sat back in his chair, still silent.

The host watched all this in quiet contemplation.

As the one lone ember’s flame flickered and diminished, there was a momentary glow and then its fire was no more. Soon it was cold and dead.

Not a word had been spoken since the initial greeting. The preacher glanced at his watch and realized it was time to leave. He slowly stood up, picked up the cold, dead ember and placed it back in the middle of the fire. Immediately it began to glow, once more with the light and warmth of the burning coals around it.

 As the preacher reached the door to leave, his host said with a tear running down his cheek, ‘Thank you so much for your visit and especially for the firey sermon.

 

 

The Ticket to Jesus

There was a certain man who had worked all his life and was ready for a vacation. He wanted to go to a far away place he had never been before. He thought to himself; you are a good person, you’ve helped the poor and took care of the needy. So you deserve this trip.

He went to the airport and got in line to get on the plane. In his mind, he felt no need to buy a ticket because of all the great things he has done for people in his lifetime. He thought he had earned this trip. As the line got closer and closer to board the plane, he grew more and more anxious to start enjoying himself on his journey.

It came his turn to pass his ticket in and to the amazement of the ticket collector, he told her he didn’t have a ticket because he deserved a free trip.

He went on to explain what a good person he was and how he never hurt anyone or caused anyone any sort of pain, but the ticket collector told him, “you still need a ticket sir”

He told her “I have never stolen from anyone, nor cheated anyone in all my life”, but still she stood firm and insisted he could not board the plane unless a ticket was given to her.

He said “I have given money to the poor and fed the needy”, but still not being moved the ticket collector said if you want to get on this plane you have to have a ticket. No exceptions.

The man was shocked. He walked away with his head held down low and thought to himself, “I figured if I was a good person, who never hurt anyone and took care of other people, surely I would be able to get a free ride on the plane, but I guess I was wrong”.

That is what some people think of Heaven. They think if they are good people, who never hurt anyone and take care of others, they will get a free ride into Heaven. But the bible clearly says, “For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith–and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God–not by works, so that no one can boast.” Ephesians 2:8,9. Salvation is a free gift through the shed blood of Jesus Christ. No man can buy his way into Heaven, but Jesus came down to Earth in his own free will to give us Eternal Life. All we have to do is trust him by Faith and accept him into your heart as your Personal Lord and Saviour. He has bought our ticket on the cross, but it is up to you to claim it.

Here is how you can receive Christ: 1.Admit your need (I am a sinner). 2.Be willing to turn from your sins (repent). 3.Believe that Jesus Christ died for you on the Cross and rose from the grave. 4.Through prayer, invite Jesus Christ to come in and control your life through the Holy Spirit. (Receive Him as Lord and Saviour.)

Just pray a prayer similar to this one:

Dear Lord Jesus, I know that I am a sinner and need Your forgiveness. I believe that You died for my sins. I want to turn from my sins. I now invite You to come into my heart and life. I want to trust and follow You as my Lord and Saviour. I know now that I have a ticket to get into Heaven. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

This is just the beginning of a wonderful new life in Christ. To deepen this relationship you should:

1. Read your Bible everyday to know Christ better. Start with the Gospel of John. 2. Talk to God in prayer every day. Bring all your troubles and worries to the Lord. 3. Tell others about Christ. 4. Worship, fellowship, and serve with other Christians in a church where Christ is preached. 5. As Christ’s representative in a needy world, demonstrate your new life by your love and concern for others.

May the Lord bless you in your new life with Him.