Sunday, December 18, 2011
Monday, November 21, 2011
January Dates
The MaHarreys will be returning to the south Georgia are in January. The evening of the 22nd at 6 pm, we will be in Darien, Ga. at the Darien Church of God at 6pm. We still have available for booking the 20th,21st and the morning of the 22nd. if you are in the South Ga. area and would like us to stop in, please get in touch with us soon! We are looking forward to being back in the area and we are looking for a great move of God! Hope to hear from you soon!
See You Down The Road,
The MaHarreys
See You Down The Road,
The MaHarreys
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Happy Thanksgiving
Happy Thanksgiving from all of the MaHarreys!! We hope that each one of you have a wonderful blessed one as you enjoy your families. Take time to reflect just how good God has been to each of you. He deffinately has us!! Thank you Lord for all you many blessings! There is too many to count. You never leave or forsake us and always provide! What a AWESOME God we serve!!!!
Be Blessed,
The MaHarreys
Be Blessed,
The MaHarreys
Saturday, November 19, 2011
I Know The Shepard
There was once a Shakespearean actor who was known everywhere for his one-man shows of readings and recitations from the classics. He would always end his performance with a dramatic reading of Psalm 23.
Each night, without exception, as the actor began his recitation - "The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want"..the crowd would listen attentively. And then, at the conclusion of the Psalm, they wold rise in thunderous applause in appreciation of the actor's incredible ability to bring the verse to life.
But one night, just before the actor was to offer his customary recital of Psalm 23, a young man from the audience spoke up. "Sir, do you mind if tonight I recite Psalm 23?" The actor was quite taken back by this unusual request, but he allowed the young man to come forward and stand front and center on the stage to recite the Psalm, knowing that the ability of this unskilled youth would be no match for his own talent.
With a soft voice, the young man began to recite the words of the Psalm. When he was finished, there was no applause. There was no standing ovation as on other nights. All that could be heard was the sound of weeping. The audience had been so moved by the young man's recitation that every eye was full of tears. Amazed by what he had heard, the actor said to the youth, "I don't understand. I have been performing Psalm 23 for years. I have a lifetime of experience and training - but I have never been able to move an audience as you have tonight. Tell me, what is your secret?"
The young man quietly replied, "Well sir, you know the Psalm... I know the Shepherd."
Do we just know the Psalm? Or do we know the Shepard? The Psalm isn't any good without the Shepard. Be sure you know Him, not just know the Psalm, also known as just going through the actions of a " so called" Christian life. Your life is like a planted tree. People will know what you are and what or WHO you know by the fruit you bare!
Each night, without exception, as the actor began his recitation - "The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want"..the crowd would listen attentively. And then, at the conclusion of the Psalm, they wold rise in thunderous applause in appreciation of the actor's incredible ability to bring the verse to life.
But one night, just before the actor was to offer his customary recital of Psalm 23, a young man from the audience spoke up. "Sir, do you mind if tonight I recite Psalm 23?" The actor was quite taken back by this unusual request, but he allowed the young man to come forward and stand front and center on the stage to recite the Psalm, knowing that the ability of this unskilled youth would be no match for his own talent.
With a soft voice, the young man began to recite the words of the Psalm. When he was finished, there was no applause. There was no standing ovation as on other nights. All that could be heard was the sound of weeping. The audience had been so moved by the young man's recitation that every eye was full of tears. Amazed by what he had heard, the actor said to the youth, "I don't understand. I have been performing Psalm 23 for years. I have a lifetime of experience and training - but I have never been able to move an audience as you have tonight. Tell me, what is your secret?"
The young man quietly replied, "Well sir, you know the Psalm... I know the Shepherd."
Do we just know the Psalm? Or do we know the Shepard? The Psalm isn't any good without the Shepard. Be sure you know Him, not just know the Psalm, also known as just going through the actions of a " so called" Christian life. Your life is like a planted tree. People will know what you are and what or WHO you know by the fruit you bare!
Friday, November 18, 2011
Shake It off and Step Up
A parable is told of a farmer who owned an old mule. The mule fell into the farmer's well. The farmer heard the mule 'braying' -- or whatever mules do when they fall into wells. After carefully assessing the situation, the farmer felt sorry for the mule, but decided that neither the mule nor the well was worth saving. Instead, he called his neighbors together and told them what had happened and asked them to help haul dirt to bury the old mule in the well and put him out of his misery.
Initially, the old mule was hysterical! But as the farmer and his neighbors continued shoveling and the dirt hit his back, a thought struck him. It suddenly dawned on him that every time a shovel load of dirt landed on his back: he should shake it off and step up! This is what the old mule did, blow after blow.
"Shake it off and step up... shake it off and step up... shake it off and step up!" he repeated to encourage himself. No matter how painful the blows, or distressing the situation seemed, the old mule fought "panic" and just kept right on shaking it off and stepping up!
You guessed it! It wasn't long before the old mule, battered and exhausted, stepped triumphantly over the wall of that well! What seemed like it would bury him, actually end up blessing him. All because of the manner in which he handled his adversity.
In addition to "shaking it off and step up," we Christians have our heavenly Father to help get us though rough times. When the going gets rough, keep looking up, and trusting him.
Initially, the old mule was hysterical! But as the farmer and his neighbors continued shoveling and the dirt hit his back, a thought struck him. It suddenly dawned on him that every time a shovel load of dirt landed on his back: he should shake it off and step up! This is what the old mule did, blow after blow.
"Shake it off and step up... shake it off and step up... shake it off and step up!" he repeated to encourage himself. No matter how painful the blows, or distressing the situation seemed, the old mule fought "panic" and just kept right on shaking it off and stepping up!
You guessed it! It wasn't long before the old mule, battered and exhausted, stepped triumphantly over the wall of that well! What seemed like it would bury him, actually end up blessing him. All because of the manner in which he handled his adversity.
In addition to "shaking it off and step up," we Christians have our heavenly Father to help get us though rough times. When the going gets rough, keep looking up, and trusting him.
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
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Monday, October 24, 2011
Don't Quit
When things go wrong as they sometimes will, When the road you're trudging seems all uphill, When the funds are low and the debts are high, And you want to smile but you have to sigh, When care is pressing you down a bit... By all means pray, and don't you quit.
Success is failure turned inside out,
God's hidden gift in the clouds of doubt.
You never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems afar.
So trust in the Lord
when you're hardest hit...
It's when things go wrong
that you must not quit!
Success is failure turned inside out,
God's hidden gift in the clouds of doubt.
You never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems afar.
So trust in the Lord
when you're hardest hit...
It's when things go wrong
that you must not quit!
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Bible Reading
James 1
1 James, a servant of God and of the Lord Jesus Christ,
To the twelve tribes scattered among the nations:
Greetings.
9 Believers in humble circumstances ought to take pride in their high position. 10 But the rich should take pride in their humiliation—since they will pass away like a wild flower. 11 For the sun rises with scorching heat and withers the plant; its blossom falls and its beauty is destroyed. In the same way, the rich will fade away even while they go about their business.
12 Blessed is the one who perseveres under trial because, having stood the test, that person will receive the crown of life that the Lord has promised to those who love him.
13 When tempted, no one should say, “God is tempting me.” For God cannot be tempted by evil, nor does he tempt anyone; 14 but each person is tempted when they are dragged away by their own evil desire and enticed. 15 Then, after desire has conceived, it gives birth to sin; and sin, when it is full-grown, gives birth to death.
16 Don’t be deceived, my dear brothers and sisters. 17 Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. 18 He chose to give us birth through the word of truth, that we might be a kind of firstfruits of all he created.
22 Do not merely listen to the word, and so deceive yourselves. Do what it says. 23 Anyone who listens to the word but does not do what it says is like someone who looks at his face in a mirror 24 and, after looking at himself, goes away and immediately forgets what he looks like. 25 But whoever looks intently into the perfect law that gives freedom, and continues in it—not forgetting what they have heard, but doing it—they will be blessed in what they do.
26 Those who consider themselves religious and yet do not keep a tight rein on their tongues deceive themselves, and their religion is worthless. 27 Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world.
1 James, a servant of God and of the Lord Jesus Christ,
To the twelve tribes scattered among the nations:
Greetings.
Trials and Temptations
2 Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters,[a] whenever you face trials of many kinds, 3 because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance. 4 Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. 5 If any of you lacks wisdom, you should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to you. 6 But when you ask, you must believe and not doubt, because the one who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind. 7 That person should not expect to receive anything from the Lord. 8 Such a person is double-minded and unstable in all they do.9 Believers in humble circumstances ought to take pride in their high position. 10 But the rich should take pride in their humiliation—since they will pass away like a wild flower. 11 For the sun rises with scorching heat and withers the plant; its blossom falls and its beauty is destroyed. In the same way, the rich will fade away even while they go about their business.
12 Blessed is the one who perseveres under trial because, having stood the test, that person will receive the crown of life that the Lord has promised to those who love him.
13 When tempted, no one should say, “God is tempting me.” For God cannot be tempted by evil, nor does he tempt anyone; 14 but each person is tempted when they are dragged away by their own evil desire and enticed. 15 Then, after desire has conceived, it gives birth to sin; and sin, when it is full-grown, gives birth to death.
16 Don’t be deceived, my dear brothers and sisters. 17 Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. 18 He chose to give us birth through the word of truth, that we might be a kind of firstfruits of all he created.
Listening and Doing
19 My dear brothers and sisters, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry, 20 because human anger does not produce the righteousness that God desires. 21 Therefore, get rid of all moral filth and the evil that is so prevalent and humbly accept the word planted in you, which can save you.22 Do not merely listen to the word, and so deceive yourselves. Do what it says. 23 Anyone who listens to the word but does not do what it says is like someone who looks at his face in a mirror 24 and, after looking at himself, goes away and immediately forgets what he looks like. 25 But whoever looks intently into the perfect law that gives freedom, and continues in it—not forgetting what they have heard, but doing it—they will be blessed in what they do.
26 Those who consider themselves religious and yet do not keep a tight rein on their tongues deceive themselves, and their religion is worthless. 27 Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world.
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Recipie for the road
Just in time for Thanksgiving!!
Pecan Shortbread
Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F.
In the bowl of an electric mixer fitted with a paddle attachment, mix together the butter and sugar until they are just combined. Add the vanilla and almond extracts. In a medium bowl, sift together the flour and salt, then add them to the butter/sugar mixture. Add the pecans and mix on low speed until the dough starts to come together. Dump onto a surface dusted with flour and shape into a flat disk. Wrap in plastic and chill for 30 minutes.
Roll the dough 1/2-inch thick and cut into 2 1/2-inch squares with a plain or fluted cutter (or cut into any shape you like). Place the cookies on an ungreased baking sheet.
Bake for 20 to 25 minutes, until the edges begin to brown. Allow to cool to room temperature and serve.
Pecan Shortbread
3/4 pound unsalted butter, room temperature
1 cup sugar
1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract
1 teaspoon pure almond extract
3 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
1/4 teaspoon salt
1 1/2 cups small diced pecans
In the bowl of an electric mixer fitted with a paddle attachment, mix together the butter and sugar until they are just combined. Add the vanilla and almond extracts. In a medium bowl, sift together the flour and salt, then add them to the butter/sugar mixture. Add the pecans and mix on low speed until the dough starts to come together. Dump onto a surface dusted with flour and shape into a flat disk. Wrap in plastic and chill for 30 minutes.
Roll the dough 1/2-inch thick and cut into 2 1/2-inch squares with a plain or fluted cutter (or cut into any shape you like). Place the cookies on an ungreased baking sheet.
Bake for 20 to 25 minutes, until the edges begin to brown. Allow to cool to room temperature and serve.
Friday, October 21, 2011
Upcoming Schedule
10/22 Ole Tyme Gospel Opry Pensecola,FL. 7pm
10/23 Healing Waters Atmore,Al. 11am
11/4 Northside Baptist Selma, AL. 7pm
Hope to see you there!!
10/23 Healing Waters Atmore,Al. 11am
11/4 Northside Baptist Selma, AL. 7pm
Hope to see you there!!
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Today's Bible Reading
Isaiah 43: 11-12
I, even I, am the LORD, and apart from me there is no savior. I have revealed and saved and proclaimed— I, and not some foreign god among you. You are my witnesses,” declares the LORD, “that I am God.”
There is only one true living God. There is none like or above Him!
I, even I, am the LORD, and apart from me there is no savior. I have revealed and saved and proclaimed— I, and not some foreign god among you. You are my witnesses,” declares the LORD, “that I am God.”
There is only one true living God. There is none like or above Him!
Monday, October 10, 2011
The Hot Water Bottle
The Hot Water Bottle...
One night I had worked hard to help a mother in the labour ward; but in
spite of all we could do she died leaving us with a tiny premature baby and
a crying two-year-old daughter. We would have difficulty keeping the baby
alive, as we had no incubator. (We had no electricity to run an incubator.)
We also had no special feeding facilities. Although we lived on the
equator, nights were often chilly with treacherous drafts. One student
midwife went for the box we had for such babies and the cotton wool the baby
would be wrapped in. Another went to stoke up the fire and fill a hot water
bottle. She came back shortly in distress to tell me that in filling the
bottle, it had burst. Rubber perishes easily in tropical climates.
"And it is our last hot water bottle!" she exclaimed.
As in the West it is no good crying over spilled milk, so in Central Africa
it might be considered no good crying over burst water bottles. They do not
grow on trees, and there are no drugstores down forest pathways.
"All right," I said, "put the baby as near the fire as you safely can, and
sleep between the baby and the door to keep it free from drafts. Your job
is to keep the baby warm."
The following noon, as I did most days, I went to have prayers with any of
the orphanage children who chose to gather with me. I gave the youngsters
various suggestions of things to pray about and told them about the tiny
baby. I explained our problem about keeping the baby warm enough, mentioning
the hot water bottle. The baby could so easily die if it got chills. I also
told them of the two-year-old sister, crying because her mother had died.
During the prayer time, one ten-year-old girl, Ruth, prayed with the usual
blunt conciseness of our African children. "Please, God," she prayed, "send
us a water bottle. It'll be no good tomorrow, God, as the baby will be dead,
so please send it this afternoon."
While I gasped inwardly at the audacity of the prayer, she added by way of a
corollary, "And while You are about it, would You please send a dolly for
the little girl so she'll know You really love her?"
As often with children's prayers, I was put on the spot. Could I honestly
say, "Amen?" I just did not believe that God could do this. Oh, yes, I know
that He can do everything. The Bible says so. But there are limits, aren't
there? The only way God could answer this particular prayer would be by
sending me a parcel from the homeland. I had been in Africa for almost four
years at that time, and I had never, ever received a parcel from home.
Anyway, if anyone did send me a parcel, who would put in a hot water bottle?
I lived on the equator!
Halfway through the afternoon, while I was teaching in the nurses' training
school, a message was sent that there was a car at my front door. By the
time I reached home, the car had gone, but there, on the veranda, was a
large twenty-two pound parcel. l felt tears pricking my eyes. I could not
open the parcel alone, so I sent for the orphanage children. Together we
pulled off the string, carefully undoing each knot. We folded the paper,
taking care not to tear it unduly. Excitement was mounting. Some thirty or
forty pairs of eyes were focused on the large cardboard box. From the top, I
lifted out brightly collared, knitted jerseys. Eyes sparkled as I gave them
out. Then there were the knitted bandages for the leprosy patients, and the
children looked a little bored.
Then came a box of mixed raisins and sultanas-that would make a batch of
buns for the weekend. Then, as I put my hand in again, I felt the... could
it really be? I grasped it and pulled it out-yes, a brand-new, rubber hot
water bottle I cried.
I had not asked God to send it; I had not truly believed that He could. Ruth
was in the front row of, the children. She rushed forward, crying out, "If
God has sent the bottle, He must have sent the dolly, too!"
Rummaging down to the bottom of the box, she pulled out the small,
beautifully dressed dolly. Her eyes shone! She had never doubted.
Looking up at me, she asked: "Can I go over with you, Mummy, and give this
dolly to that little girl, so she'll know that Jesus really loves her?"
That parcel had been on the way for five whole months. Packed up by my
former Sunday school class, whose leader had heard and obeyed God's
prompting to send a hot water bottle, even to the equator. And one of the
girls had put in a dolly for an African child-five months before-in answer
to the believing prayer of a ten-year-old to bring it "that afternoon."
"Before they call, I will answer!" Isaiah 65:24
Live as if Christ died yesterday, arose this morning, and is coming back
tomorrow.
This demonstration of faith is what it's all about. The faith of a child is
precious. As we age and gain life experience, we lose our innocence. It is
replaced, subtly, but calluses and scepticism. Imagine, for a moment, that
you can get that innocence and obedient child like innocence back and that
this story is written about your complete trust that prayer is answered,
always.
1 minute prayer
This awesome prayer takes less than a minute. When you receive this, say the
prayer. That's all you have to do. There is nothing attached. This is
powerful. Just send it on to whomever you want - but do send it on...
please! Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive. There is no cost
but a lot of rewards. Let's continue praying for one another.
Father, I ask you to bless my friends reading this right now. I am asking
You to minister to their spirit at this very moment. Where there is pain,
give them Your peace and mercy. Where there is self doubting, release a
renewed confidence in Your ability to work through them. Where there is
tiredness, or exhaustion, I ask You to give them understanding, guidance,
and strength as they learn submission to Your leading. Where there is
spiritual stagnation, I ask You to renew them by revealing Your nearness,
and by drawing them into greater intimacy with You. Where there is fear,
reveal Your love, and release to them Your courage. Where there is a sin
blocking them, reveal it, and break its hold over my friend's life. Bless
their finances, give them greater vision, and raise up leaders and friends
to support and encourage them. Give each of them discernment to recognize
the evil forces around them, and reveal to them the power they have in You
to defeat it. I ask You to do these things in Jesus' name.
One night I had worked hard to help a mother in the labour ward; but in
spite of all we could do she died leaving us with a tiny premature baby and
a crying two-year-old daughter. We would have difficulty keeping the baby
alive, as we had no incubator. (We had no electricity to run an incubator.)
We also had no special feeding facilities. Although we lived on the
equator, nights were often chilly with treacherous drafts. One student
midwife went for the box we had for such babies and the cotton wool the baby
would be wrapped in. Another went to stoke up the fire and fill a hot water
bottle. She came back shortly in distress to tell me that in filling the
bottle, it had burst. Rubber perishes easily in tropical climates.
"And it is our last hot water bottle!" she exclaimed.
As in the West it is no good crying over spilled milk, so in Central Africa
it might be considered no good crying over burst water bottles. They do not
grow on trees, and there are no drugstores down forest pathways.
"All right," I said, "put the baby as near the fire as you safely can, and
sleep between the baby and the door to keep it free from drafts. Your job
is to keep the baby warm."
The following noon, as I did most days, I went to have prayers with any of
the orphanage children who chose to gather with me. I gave the youngsters
various suggestions of things to pray about and told them about the tiny
baby. I explained our problem about keeping the baby warm enough, mentioning
the hot water bottle. The baby could so easily die if it got chills. I also
told them of the two-year-old sister, crying because her mother had died.
During the prayer time, one ten-year-old girl, Ruth, prayed with the usual
blunt conciseness of our African children. "Please, God," she prayed, "send
us a water bottle. It'll be no good tomorrow, God, as the baby will be dead,
so please send it this afternoon."
While I gasped inwardly at the audacity of the prayer, she added by way of a
corollary, "And while You are about it, would You please send a dolly for
the little girl so she'll know You really love her?"
As often with children's prayers, I was put on the spot. Could I honestly
say, "Amen?" I just did not believe that God could do this. Oh, yes, I know
that He can do everything. The Bible says so. But there are limits, aren't
there? The only way God could answer this particular prayer would be by
sending me a parcel from the homeland. I had been in Africa for almost four
years at that time, and I had never, ever received a parcel from home.
Anyway, if anyone did send me a parcel, who would put in a hot water bottle?
I lived on the equator!
Halfway through the afternoon, while I was teaching in the nurses' training
school, a message was sent that there was a car at my front door. By the
time I reached home, the car had gone, but there, on the veranda, was a
large twenty-two pound parcel. l felt tears pricking my eyes. I could not
open the parcel alone, so I sent for the orphanage children. Together we
pulled off the string, carefully undoing each knot. We folded the paper,
taking care not to tear it unduly. Excitement was mounting. Some thirty or
forty pairs of eyes were focused on the large cardboard box. From the top, I
lifted out brightly collared, knitted jerseys. Eyes sparkled as I gave them
out. Then there were the knitted bandages for the leprosy patients, and the
children looked a little bored.
Then came a box of mixed raisins and sultanas-that would make a batch of
buns for the weekend. Then, as I put my hand in again, I felt the... could
it really be? I grasped it and pulled it out-yes, a brand-new, rubber hot
water bottle I cried.
I had not asked God to send it; I had not truly believed that He could. Ruth
was in the front row of, the children. She rushed forward, crying out, "If
God has sent the bottle, He must have sent the dolly, too!"
Rummaging down to the bottom of the box, she pulled out the small,
beautifully dressed dolly. Her eyes shone! She had never doubted.
Looking up at me, she asked: "Can I go over with you, Mummy, and give this
dolly to that little girl, so she'll know that Jesus really loves her?"
That parcel had been on the way for five whole months. Packed up by my
former Sunday school class, whose leader had heard and obeyed God's
prompting to send a hot water bottle, even to the equator. And one of the
girls had put in a dolly for an African child-five months before-in answer
to the believing prayer of a ten-year-old to bring it "that afternoon."
"Before they call, I will answer!" Isaiah 65:24
Live as if Christ died yesterday, arose this morning, and is coming back
tomorrow.
This demonstration of faith is what it's all about. The faith of a child is
precious. As we age and gain life experience, we lose our innocence. It is
replaced, subtly, but calluses and scepticism. Imagine, for a moment, that
you can get that innocence and obedient child like innocence back and that
this story is written about your complete trust that prayer is answered,
always.
1 minute prayer
This awesome prayer takes less than a minute. When you receive this, say the
prayer. That's all you have to do. There is nothing attached. This is
powerful. Just send it on to whomever you want - but do send it on...
please! Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive. There is no cost
but a lot of rewards. Let's continue praying for one another.
Father, I ask you to bless my friends reading this right now. I am asking
You to minister to their spirit at this very moment. Where there is pain,
give them Your peace and mercy. Where there is self doubting, release a
renewed confidence in Your ability to work through them. Where there is
tiredness, or exhaustion, I ask You to give them understanding, guidance,
and strength as they learn submission to Your leading. Where there is
spiritual stagnation, I ask You to renew them by revealing Your nearness,
and by drawing them into greater intimacy with You. Where there is fear,
reveal Your love, and release to them Your courage. Where there is a sin
blocking them, reveal it, and break its hold over my friend's life. Bless
their finances, give them greater vision, and raise up leaders and friends
to support and encourage them. Give each of them discernment to recognize
the evil forces around them, and reveal to them the power they have in You
to defeat it. I ask You to do these things in Jesus' name.
Sunday, October 9, 2011
Recipie For The Road
Directions
- Melt the butter or margarine and mix all ingredients in the order given.
- Bake at 350 degrees F for 20 to 30 minutes in a 9 x 13 inch greased pan.
Saturday, October 8, 2011
The Apple Basket
One day an elderly man entered into a hospital. He was grumpy from being on medication and the nurses thought him to be insane, as he yelled for his wife to get the apple basket. By the time they had checked him into his room the nurses were exhausted from the fight he was putting up.
"Sir you have to calm down we are doing everything we can for you" they would try to explain.
"I don't need your help" the grumpy man would yell "I want my apple basket". He finally slept. The nurses sighed with relief and talked among themselves whether they should call the hospital psychologist about the old man and his obsession with the apple basket.
As they talked and laughed about the situation the wife came in carrying the basket of apples. They looked kind of stunned as she asked if she could see her husband and deliver his basket. Sure, they agreed as they watched her slip past into his room.
Curiosity consumed them over the next few weeks as they tended to the elderly man. He was eaten with cancer and the doctors had given him no hope of survival. He turned out to be a very calm, happy man once he had his basket. His wife, they noticed, would come in with apples and go out with apples and the curiosity grew even more till one nurse couldn't stand the suspense.
One night as he was nearing the end, the nurse sat down in a chair by the wife." May I ask why do you have that apple basket? I just don't understand the significance."
"I am an apple farmer by trade he sighed. From the time I was 20 till the day I do die I will forever have my apples." The nurse nodded thinking she understood. He just likes his work, she thought, assured now he was a little bit crazy.
As she started to leave, the old man asked her to sit down. "At age 20 I was saved, I accepted the Lord as my Savior." Oh no, the nurse thought. Here comes the lecture on religion. The old man continued. "The day I accepted the Lord as my Savior I got this basket, and each time I had a problem or concern that I could not handle, I put an apple in the basket un-shined."
"Why?" the nurse said shaking her head.
"Because it reminded me to give those problems to the Lord for him to shine. See my basket now, he stated. As my problems disappear so do the apples. As I get new problems, ones I cannot handle alone, I put an apple in."
The humble nurse looked into the basket... only one apple was there.
With that, he took a big breath and grabbed his wife by the hand and faded into eternal sleep. The wife paused for a moment and got up from her place to take from the basket the last remaining apple. She whispered in his ear that his reward awaits him in heaven.
The nurse stayed still and asked with tears in her eyes, "what do you think his riches will be?"
The wife knew what they were, eternal life with Jesus Christ. But she could see the concern and sadness upon the young nurses' face and handed her the apple and said "the biggest apple pie you can imagine!"
That was the day the young nurse was "saved," and from that day on she too always had a basket of apples by her bed.
"Sir you have to calm down we are doing everything we can for you" they would try to explain.
"I don't need your help" the grumpy man would yell "I want my apple basket". He finally slept. The nurses sighed with relief and talked among themselves whether they should call the hospital psychologist about the old man and his obsession with the apple basket.
As they talked and laughed about the situation the wife came in carrying the basket of apples. They looked kind of stunned as she asked if she could see her husband and deliver his basket. Sure, they agreed as they watched her slip past into his room.
Curiosity consumed them over the next few weeks as they tended to the elderly man. He was eaten with cancer and the doctors had given him no hope of survival. He turned out to be a very calm, happy man once he had his basket. His wife, they noticed, would come in with apples and go out with apples and the curiosity grew even more till one nurse couldn't stand the suspense.
One night as he was nearing the end, the nurse sat down in a chair by the wife." May I ask why do you have that apple basket? I just don't understand the significance."
"I am an apple farmer by trade he sighed. From the time I was 20 till the day I do die I will forever have my apples." The nurse nodded thinking she understood. He just likes his work, she thought, assured now he was a little bit crazy.
As she started to leave, the old man asked her to sit down. "At age 20 I was saved, I accepted the Lord as my Savior." Oh no, the nurse thought. Here comes the lecture on religion. The old man continued. "The day I accepted the Lord as my Savior I got this basket, and each time I had a problem or concern that I could not handle, I put an apple in the basket un-shined."
"Why?" the nurse said shaking her head.
"Because it reminded me to give those problems to the Lord for him to shine. See my basket now, he stated. As my problems disappear so do the apples. As I get new problems, ones I cannot handle alone, I put an apple in."
The humble nurse looked into the basket... only one apple was there.
With that, he took a big breath and grabbed his wife by the hand and faded into eternal sleep. The wife paused for a moment and got up from her place to take from the basket the last remaining apple. She whispered in his ear that his reward awaits him in heaven.
The nurse stayed still and asked with tears in her eyes, "what do you think his riches will be?"
The wife knew what they were, eternal life with Jesus Christ. But she could see the concern and sadness upon the young nurses' face and handed her the apple and said "the biggest apple pie you can imagine!"
That was the day the young nurse was "saved," and from that day on she too always had a basket of apples by her bed.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Another Upcoming Service!
The MaHarreys will be in Tallapoosa, Georgia October 9, 2011 at Salem Baptist Church at 10:30 am.
Pastor Jon Ellis. The church address is 344 Salem Church Rd. Tallapoosa,GA. 30176 Phone Numer is (770)574-2801.
Hope to see you there!
Pastor Jon Ellis. The church address is 344 Salem Church Rd. Tallapoosa,GA. 30176 Phone Numer is (770)574-2801.
Hope to see you there!
My Last Dollar
Living on a tight budget just trying to make ends meet,
I walked out of the grocery store with a little food for us to eat.
Loaded my car thinking about how hard things were,
Then I noticed a woman and child sitting on the street curb.
The five dollars I had in my pocket was all we had left,
There wasn't any extra for us let alone anyone else!
I entered my car to head home and drove away,
Wondering how we're going to get by. Oh what a day!
The image of the woman and child just wouldn't leave my mind,
Knowing they had to be hungry and wishing someone would be kind.
I thought about that five dollars all wadded up in my pocket,
How that could help them to get at least a loaf of bread from the market.
Driving through the last block, stopping at the traffic light,
It won't be long now and they'll be left hungry and cold in the night.
Their memory of them and that last five just kept haunting me,
With everything inside, I knew I had to go to them while outside I could see.
I sped through the traffic to get to them with my last dollar,
Then pulled up to find a mother with a son not even strong enough to holler.
I ran to the store with that five dollars and bought what I could,
For that mother and child I'd give everything I had, I would!
Returning to their location with some food in hand,
I walked over to the mother and sat the bag on the sand.
Yes, it was my last dollar, but, I don't have any regrets,
God always supplies what we need, and calms our frets.
By Tori Smith September 28,2011
I walked out of the grocery store with a little food for us to eat.
Loaded my car thinking about how hard things were,
Then I noticed a woman and child sitting on the street curb.
The five dollars I had in my pocket was all we had left,
There wasn't any extra for us let alone anyone else!
I entered my car to head home and drove away,
Wondering how we're going to get by. Oh what a day!
The image of the woman and child just wouldn't leave my mind,
Knowing they had to be hungry and wishing someone would be kind.
I thought about that five dollars all wadded up in my pocket,
How that could help them to get at least a loaf of bread from the market.
Driving through the last block, stopping at the traffic light,
It won't be long now and they'll be left hungry and cold in the night.
Their memory of them and that last five just kept haunting me,
With everything inside, I knew I had to go to them while outside I could see.
I sped through the traffic to get to them with my last dollar,
Then pulled up to find a mother with a son not even strong enough to holler.
I ran to the store with that five dollars and bought what I could,
For that mother and child I'd give everything I had, I would!
Returning to their location with some food in hand,
I walked over to the mother and sat the bag on the sand.
Yes, it was my last dollar, but, I don't have any regrets,
God always supplies what we need, and calms our frets.
By Tori Smith September 28,2011
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Updates
The gator hunt in LA. was a success! Now to get the ball rolling with Crossroad Adventures!
You can now find the MaHarreys on Facebook and Twitter to follow as well!
Here is some of our upcoming services! Hope to see you there!
10/1 McClain Highschool Mclain,MS. 7pm
10/2 Cottondale First Assembly Cottondale,FL. 6pm
10/9 Faith Christian Worship Center Roppeville,GA. 6pm
10/10-10/12 Faith Christian Worship Center Roppeville,GA. 6pm
10/22 Ole Tyme Gospel Opry Pensecola,FL. 7pm
10/23 Healing Waters Atmore,AL. 11am
11/4 Northside Baptist Selma,AL. 7pm.
You can now find the MaHarreys on Facebook and Twitter to follow as well!
Here is some of our upcoming services! Hope to see you there!
10/1 McClain Highschool Mclain,MS. 7pm
10/2 Cottondale First Assembly Cottondale,FL. 6pm
10/9 Faith Christian Worship Center Roppeville,GA. 6pm
10/10-10/12 Faith Christian Worship Center Roppeville,GA. 6pm
10/22 Ole Tyme Gospel Opry Pensecola,FL. 7pm
10/23 Healing Waters Atmore,AL. 11am
11/4 Northside Baptist Selma,AL. 7pm.
10/1 McClain Highschool McClain,MS. 7pm
10/9 Faith Christian Worship Center Roppeville,GA. 6pm
10/10-10/12 Faith Christian Worship Center Roppeville,GA. 7pm Nightly
10/2 Cottondale First Assembly Cottondale,FL. 6 pm
10/22 Ole Tyme Gospel Opry Pensecola,FL. 7pm
10/23 Healing Waters Atmore,AL. 11am
11/4 Northside Baptist Selma,AL. 7pm
Friday, September 16, 2011
Recipie For The Road
(great for breakfast or a snack)
Fresh Apple or Pear Cake with Caramel Frosting
Fresh Apple or Pear Cake with Caramel Frosting
1 1/2 c. salad oil
2 c. sugar
2 lg. eggs
1 tsp. salt
1 tsp. soda
2 tsp. baking powder
1 tsp. vanilla
2 1/2 c. flour
1 c. chopped pecans
3 c. chopped raw apples (or grated)
2 c. sugar
2 lg. eggs
1 tsp. salt
1 tsp. soda
2 tsp. baking powder
1 tsp. vanilla
2 1/2 c. flour
1 c. chopped pecans
3 c. chopped raw apples (or grated)
Prepare raw apples and set aside. Measure salad oil into large mixing bowl. Add sugar and eggs. Beat until creamy on low speed with electric mixer. Sift flour and measure. Sift again and add salt, soda and baking powder. Add a small amount of the flour mixture at a time to the creamed mixture. Beat well after each addition. When all flour has been added, or when batter becomes very stiff, remove electric mixer. Fold in chopped pecans and apples. Spread evenly into a 9"x13" pan (or 2 - 9" pans) lined with wax paper.
Bake in 350 degree oven for 55 or 60 minutes. Turn onto cake rack, remove wax paper, cool and frost.
Bake in 350 degree oven for 55 or 60 minutes. Turn onto cake rack, remove wax paper, cool and frost.
CARAMEL FROSTING:
1/2 c. butter
1 c. brown sugar
1/4 c. milk
1 box confectioners' sugar
1 c. brown sugar
1/4 c. milk
1 box confectioners' sugar
Cook butter and sugar together until well blended. Add 1/4 cup milk and 1 box of confectioners' sugar. Mix and add just enough milk to spread.
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Carpenter and The Cracks
Carpenter And The Cracks
Walking through the house, wood creaking under my feet,
Looking down, I seen cracks in the floor, where the boards use to meet.
So much dirt and grit stuck between them, too stubborn to be cleaned,
Not sure what to do about it , entirely too much work it seemed.
I wanted to eliminate this problem, so I knew I had to call on one who knew the facts,
So with very little effort, I called a carpenter, to come and mend the cracks.
He tore it all up, and started again, when he finished, the floor was completely redone,
There wasn’t any creaking or cracks to be found, he had mended each one.
Then I thought about our hearts, with the hurt and brokenness that this world causes,
How many times we just try to deal with and hide it, causing life many pauses.
If we would just call on the carpenter , Jesus, who has the facts, and let Him in,
He would tear it up, heal the hurt, remove the pain and wash away all sin.
Let Jesus come into your heart today my friend, please don’t hesitate,
He’ll mend the cracks, clean the dirt and grit, friend don’t wait!
By Tori Smith September 15,2011
Sunday, September 11, 2011
MaHarrey Update!
Dear Friends,
Please be in prayer with us in referance to our bus. We continue to keep having bus problems and breaking down. God has provided for us before and continues to, and we will not allow the Devil to stop us from spreading the Gospel. Please believe with us that we'll be able to find someone who can repair the problems that keep reoccuring or that God will send us the funds for a new one. We know He won't fail us! Thank you all dearly! Keep praying for us as we are up and down these roads as well.
Later this month, Daniel and Bro. Paul will be going to Louisiana to start filming the Gator Hunting episode for Crossroad Adventures. Keep them as well in your prayers that things will go smoothly and be safe!
Blessings to you all!
Please be in prayer with us in referance to our bus. We continue to keep having bus problems and breaking down. God has provided for us before and continues to, and we will not allow the Devil to stop us from spreading the Gospel. Please believe with us that we'll be able to find someone who can repair the problems that keep reoccuring or that God will send us the funds for a new one. We know He won't fail us! Thank you all dearly! Keep praying for us as we are up and down these roads as well.
Later this month, Daniel and Bro. Paul will be going to Louisiana to start filming the Gator Hunting episode for Crossroad Adventures. Keep them as well in your prayers that things will go smoothly and be safe!
Blessings to you all!
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Recipie " For the Road"
Apple Turnovers
3/4 c. softened butter
8 oz. cream cheese, softened
1 egg, separated
2 c. flour
6 to 8 med. apples, peeled, cored and sliced
3/4 c. sugar
1 1/2 tsp. cinnamon
2 tsp. water
Sugar to sprinkle
8 oz. cream cheese, softened
1 egg, separated
2 c. flour
6 to 8 med. apples, peeled, cored and sliced
3/4 c. sugar
1 1/2 tsp. cinnamon
2 tsp. water
Sugar to sprinkle
Combine butter, cream cheese and egg yolk. Beat until smooth. Add flour, mixing well. Chill. Combine apples, sugar and cinnamon. Cook until tender. Cool. On floured surface, roll out dough. Cut into 24 (4 inch) circles. Add small amount of apples to 1/2 of circle. Moisten cut edges with water, fold half of circle over filling. Press gently to seal cut edges. Crimp edges with a fork. Place turnovers on a greased cookie sheet. Blend 2 teaspoons water with egg white, brush over top of turnovers. Sprinkle with sugar. Bake at 375 degrees for 20 to 25 minutes or until golden brown. Cool and frost or serve with ice cream. About 2 dozen.
Friday, September 9, 2011
A Gallon Of Milk
A Gallon of Milk
A young man had been to Tuesday night Bible Study. The Pastor had shared about listening to God and obeying the Lord. The young man couldn't help but wonder, "Does God still speak to people?" After service he went out with some friends for coffee and pie and they discussed the message. Several of the people talked about how God had led them in different ways.
It was about ten o'clock when the young man started driving home. Sitting in his car, he just began to pray, "God...If you still speak to people, speak to me. I will listen, and I will do my best to obey."
As he drove down the main street of his town, he had a strange thought -- stop and buy a gallon of milk. He shook his head and said out loud, "God is that you?" He didn't get a reply and started on toward home. But again, the thought, buy a gallon of milk.
The young man thought of Samuel and how he didn't recognize the voice of God, and how little Samuel ran to Eli. "Okay, God, in case that's you, I will buy the milk." It didn't seem like too hard a test of obedience. Besides, he could always use the milk.
He stopped and purchased the gallon of milk and started off toward home. As he drove passed Seventh street, he felt a strange urge -- "Turn down that street." This is crazy he thought, and drove on by the intersection. Again, he felt that he should turn down seventh street. At the next intersection, he turned around and headed down Seventh street. Half jokingly, he said out loud, "Okay, God, I will."
He drove several blocks, then suddenly, he felt like he should stop. He pulled over to the curb and looked around. He was in semi-commercial area of town. It wasn't the best but it wasn't the worst of neighborhoods either. The businesses were closed and most of the houses looked dark, like the people were already in bed.
Again, he sensed something, "Go and give the milk to the people in the house across the street." The young man looked at the house. It was dark and it looked like the people were gone or already asleep. He started to open the car door and then sat back in the car seat. "Lord, this is crazy. Those people are probably asleep and if I wake them up, they are going to be mad and I'll just look stupid."
Again, he felt he should take the milk to the house. Finally, he opened the car door. "Okay God, if this is your will, I'll take the milk to the house, even if I end of looking like a stupid fool. I want to be obedient. But if they don't answer right away, I am out of here."
He walked across the street and rang the bell. He could hear some noise inside. A man's voice yelled out, "Who is it? What do you want?" Then the door opened before the nervous young man could run away. The man was standing there in his jeans and T-shirt. He had a strange look on his face and didn't seem happy to have a stranger at his door.
"What is it?" The young man handed him the milk. The man took the milk and rushed down a hall way speaking loudly in Spanish. Then from down the hall came a woman carrying the milk, headed towards the kitchen. The man was following her holding a baby. The baby was crying. The man had tears streaming down his face. While half crying, the man said: "We were just praying -- my wife has no milk, and we had some big bills this month, so we ran out of money to buy milk for the baby. I was just praying and asking God to show me how to get some milk." His wife in the kitchen yelled out, "I ask Him to send an Angel with some... milk. Are you an Angel?"
The young man reached for his wallet, and gave the man a few dollars -- all he had. As the young man turned and walked back toward his car, tears were streaming down his face. God still answers prayers! Yes, and God talks to us too. Are you listening?
Are we listening for the voice of God to direct us every day? Are we ready and willing to do what He wants us to do? Be open, listening and willing at anytime. You never know when He wants to use you for something! Obedience is better than sacrafice!
A young man had been to Tuesday night Bible Study. The Pastor had shared about listening to God and obeying the Lord. The young man couldn't help but wonder, "Does God still speak to people?" After service he went out with some friends for coffee and pie and they discussed the message. Several of the people talked about how God had led them in different ways.
It was about ten o'clock when the young man started driving home. Sitting in his car, he just began to pray, "God...If you still speak to people, speak to me. I will listen, and I will do my best to obey."
As he drove down the main street of his town, he had a strange thought -- stop and buy a gallon of milk. He shook his head and said out loud, "God is that you?" He didn't get a reply and started on toward home. But again, the thought, buy a gallon of milk.
The young man thought of Samuel and how he didn't recognize the voice of God, and how little Samuel ran to Eli. "Okay, God, in case that's you, I will buy the milk." It didn't seem like too hard a test of obedience. Besides, he could always use the milk.
He stopped and purchased the gallon of milk and started off toward home. As he drove passed Seventh street, he felt a strange urge -- "Turn down that street." This is crazy he thought, and drove on by the intersection. Again, he felt that he should turn down seventh street. At the next intersection, he turned around and headed down Seventh street. Half jokingly, he said out loud, "Okay, God, I will."
He drove several blocks, then suddenly, he felt like he should stop. He pulled over to the curb and looked around. He was in semi-commercial area of town. It wasn't the best but it wasn't the worst of neighborhoods either. The businesses were closed and most of the houses looked dark, like the people were already in bed.
Again, he sensed something, "Go and give the milk to the people in the house across the street." The young man looked at the house. It was dark and it looked like the people were gone or already asleep. He started to open the car door and then sat back in the car seat. "Lord, this is crazy. Those people are probably asleep and if I wake them up, they are going to be mad and I'll just look stupid."
Again, he felt he should take the milk to the house. Finally, he opened the car door. "Okay God, if this is your will, I'll take the milk to the house, even if I end of looking like a stupid fool. I want to be obedient. But if they don't answer right away, I am out of here."
He walked across the street and rang the bell. He could hear some noise inside. A man's voice yelled out, "Who is it? What do you want?" Then the door opened before the nervous young man could run away. The man was standing there in his jeans and T-shirt. He had a strange look on his face and didn't seem happy to have a stranger at his door.
"What is it?" The young man handed him the milk. The man took the milk and rushed down a hall way speaking loudly in Spanish. Then from down the hall came a woman carrying the milk, headed towards the kitchen. The man was following her holding a baby. The baby was crying. The man had tears streaming down his face. While half crying, the man said: "We were just praying -- my wife has no milk, and we had some big bills this month, so we ran out of money to buy milk for the baby. I was just praying and asking God to show me how to get some milk." His wife in the kitchen yelled out, "I ask Him to send an Angel with some... milk. Are you an Angel?"
The young man reached for his wallet, and gave the man a few dollars -- all he had. As the young man turned and walked back toward his car, tears were streaming down his face. God still answers prayers! Yes, and God talks to us too. Are you listening?
Are we listening for the voice of God to direct us every day? Are we ready and willing to do what He wants us to do? Be open, listening and willing at anytime. You never know when He wants to use you for something! Obedience is better than sacrafice!
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Today's Bible Reading
Psalm 145
1 I will exalt you, my God the King;
I will praise your name for ever and ever.
2 Every day I will praise you
and extol your name for ever and ever.
3 Great is the LORD and most worthy of praise;
his greatness no one can fathom.
4 One generation commends your works to another;
they tell of your mighty acts.
5 They speak of the glorious splendor of your majesty—
and I will meditate on your wonderful works.[b]
6 They tell of the power of your awesome works—
and I will proclaim your great deeds.
7 They celebrate your abundant goodness
and joyfully sing of your righteousness.
8 The LORD is gracious and compassionate,
slow to anger and rich in love.
9 The LORD is good to all;
he has compassion on all he has made.
10 All your works praise you, LORD;
your faithful people extol you.
11 They tell of the glory of your kingdom
and speak of your might,
12 so that all people may know of your mighty acts
and the glorious splendor of your kingdom.
13 Your kingdom is an everlasting kingdom,
and your dominion endures through all generations.
The LORD is trustworthy in all he promises
and faithful in all he does.[c]
14 The LORD upholds all who fall
and lifts up all who are bowed down.
15 The eyes of all look to you,
and you give them their food at the proper time.
16 You open your hand
and satisfy the desires of every living thing.
17 The LORD is righteous in all his ways
and faithful in all he does.
18 The LORD is near to all who call on him,
to all who call on him in truth.
19 He fulfills the desires of those who fear him;
he hears their cry and saves them.
20 The LORD watches over all who love him,
but all the wicked he will destroy.
21 My mouth will speak in praise of the LORD.
Let every creature praise his holy name
for ever and ever.
Praise the Lord, for He is strong in mighty! What a awsome God we serve! What would we do without Him? All the price He has paid for us and all He has done for us!
1 I will exalt you, my God the King;
I will praise your name for ever and ever.
2 Every day I will praise you
and extol your name for ever and ever.
3 Great is the LORD and most worthy of praise;
his greatness no one can fathom.
4 One generation commends your works to another;
they tell of your mighty acts.
5 They speak of the glorious splendor of your majesty—
and I will meditate on your wonderful works.[b]
6 They tell of the power of your awesome works—
and I will proclaim your great deeds.
7 They celebrate your abundant goodness
and joyfully sing of your righteousness.
8 The LORD is gracious and compassionate,
slow to anger and rich in love.
9 The LORD is good to all;
he has compassion on all he has made.
10 All your works praise you, LORD;
your faithful people extol you.
11 They tell of the glory of your kingdom
and speak of your might,
12 so that all people may know of your mighty acts
and the glorious splendor of your kingdom.
13 Your kingdom is an everlasting kingdom,
and your dominion endures through all generations.
The LORD is trustworthy in all he promises
and faithful in all he does.[c]
14 The LORD upholds all who fall
and lifts up all who are bowed down.
15 The eyes of all look to you,
and you give them their food at the proper time.
16 You open your hand
and satisfy the desires of every living thing.
17 The LORD is righteous in all his ways
and faithful in all he does.
18 The LORD is near to all who call on him,
to all who call on him in truth.
19 He fulfills the desires of those who fear him;
he hears their cry and saves them.
20 The LORD watches over all who love him,
but all the wicked he will destroy.
21 My mouth will speak in praise of the LORD.
Let every creature praise his holy name
for ever and ever.
Praise the Lord, for He is strong in mighty! What a awsome God we serve! What would we do without Him? All the price He has paid for us and all He has done for us!
Sunday, September 4, 2011
Unforgotten Night
A trooper,dressed in blue, standing brave and tall, waiting for someone to need him to come to their aid. Hearing the radio waves break through with a wreck, multiple cars, several injured, some possibly dead. Running to his unit, gun belt fastened tight, he's unsure of what's waiting, what is he going to find.
Sirens running loud, blue lights flashing bright,he pulls his patrol car through intersections and red lights. A picture of his family comes to mind, He can't help but think, what if it's mine?
Arriving to the scene,looking for a sign of life,noone is moving, and there's not any screams heard. Rushing from car to car checking each person for a pulse,suddenly a small voice breaking through the mayhem,screaming for Mommy and Daddy, making the troopers heart jump. Frantic and full of fear, he runs to down the road to another vehicle,it's flipped over on it's top and it's all beat in. He bends down and crawls in through a window, he found who was screaming. A little boy and his sister trapped in the back seat. Hollering for help to the others, "We gotta' hurry, gas is leaking, make it quick, it's gonna' blow!"
Cutting and tearing quickly as they can, the little girl grabs his hand.
Tears streaming down her face, he hears her say," Mr. Trooper, I know were going to be ok. I prayed to God, to send us help and here you are." " Mr. Trooper, you have angel's wings on your hat" The trooper's eyes now filled with tears, he removes one child, and returns again.
Lifting the little girl,flames growing higher, he runs as fast he can. Snap'! Crackle'! He jumps for the ditch, with a big boom', it's all gone!
Looking down at the two little souls, he wonders if their parents are alive. One of the workers send the word, they didn't make it. They were thrown through the windshield and into the highway. The kids are left alone.
Children loaded onto the ambulance, headed for the hospital, the trooper one again leaves the scene to meet them there. His heart in his throat, he sees them laying there . For the life of him, he can't imagine what these kids could be thinking or going through. "What are they going to do?", he asks himself. The doctors and nurses are rushing from child to child, trying to make them understand what exactly is going on. They were working with each one, wraping and casting broken bones.
The rescue workers that had responded to the scene came to where the trooper was standing in a little room alone. They began to tell him the outcome of the accident, with the total injuries and fatalities that were involved. Through a clouded mind, with fear for the kid's lives, he heard them say, " out of three vehicles, we have two injured and five that didn't make it." " Four of the subjects have been identified as the kid's parents and grandparents, and the other was what appeared to be the violator that caused it. The trooper's head begins to spin as he walks down the long hospital hall, to head back to the scene to search the violator's vehicle for any evidence of impairment.
Pulling back onto the scene, the trooper continues to think of all the lives lost and the two little lives that are changed forever. Climbing out of his patrol unit, he enters the violator's truck and begins to look around. Papers and all the other contents in the truck are slung everywhere. He looks under the seats and see's some items shinning out of the corner of his eye. Reaching under there he pulls out a beer can that had been opened. Experienced years on the patrol, tells him that there has to be more. Continuing the search, he pulls out several more. Reality setting in, he realizes that this guy was drinking and driving when he hit this family. ' What was this guy thinking?", he says to himself. " When are people going listen, will they ever learn?" " So many lives gone and changed becasue of just one person not thinking and not being concerned about anyone else other than theirself."
The trooper makes a run back over to the hospital to check on the outcome of the children, and if any other family has come to claim them. Walking into the waiting room, he sees a older couple bent over with their head in their hands. Knowing that this had to be some of the family. He moved over to where they were sitting and sat down with them to discuss the accident. The older man lifted his head, with tears streaming down his face. His dark hazel eyes reflected just how heart broken this man and his wife really was. The gentleman began to tell the trooper that he was the kid's other grandparents and that was their daughter that was killed. The trooper sat there still with regret for this family. The older gentleman's wife looked him in the face and told him of how their granddaughter had told them about how a trooper dressed in blue with angel's wings on his hat, had came into the car where they were, just as soon as she had finnished praying for God to send help and to help them not be scared. At that point, the trooper's world was numb and spinning out of control. Tears rushing like flowing rivers down his face, he realized that God had used him in something that seemed to be so small to others, but so great to those children in need. He began to tell the family how he had just come on duty when the wreck call was given out. Everyone at the hospital then realized how hard it can be on a person to have to leave his family, maybe for the last time, and go out and serve the citizens of the area no matter the cost. Protect and serve each one as though it were his own.
The trooper returned to his unit, to head home. It was the end of his shift. This wreck had consumed his whole night, but thank God he got there as quick as he did. Just a few seconds later, the kids would have been blown up with that car and there wouldn't be any survivors. God had used him once again in unexpected circumstances to help save and change lives.
As he pulled into his driveway, he couldn't wait to get inside and see his family. Running into the house he sees his wife and children sound to sleep in their warm beds. He can't help by go to each one of his two kids, trying not to wake them, and kiss them on the forehead. He moves to his wife and embraces her so thankful for his family and all the blessings God has given them. He thinks to hisself as he lingers off to sleep, how many take it all for granted. Each and every breath we take could be our last. Are we really ready to go off into eternity at the blink of an eye, just as those souls did tonight? What about the violator, all drunk and impaired? Do we think of ourselves before others? Lord, please don't ever let us be caught off gaurd! A long night never to be forgotten, the trooper falls to sleep.
Sirens running loud, blue lights flashing bright,he pulls his patrol car through intersections and red lights. A picture of his family comes to mind, He can't help but think, what if it's mine?
Arriving to the scene,looking for a sign of life,noone is moving, and there's not any screams heard. Rushing from car to car checking each person for a pulse,suddenly a small voice breaking through the mayhem,screaming for Mommy and Daddy, making the troopers heart jump. Frantic and full of fear, he runs to down the road to another vehicle,it's flipped over on it's top and it's all beat in. He bends down and crawls in through a window, he found who was screaming. A little boy and his sister trapped in the back seat. Hollering for help to the others, "We gotta' hurry, gas is leaking, make it quick, it's gonna' blow!"
Cutting and tearing quickly as they can, the little girl grabs his hand.
Tears streaming down her face, he hears her say," Mr. Trooper, I know were going to be ok. I prayed to God, to send us help and here you are." " Mr. Trooper, you have angel's wings on your hat" The trooper's eyes now filled with tears, he removes one child, and returns again.
Lifting the little girl,flames growing higher, he runs as fast he can. Snap'! Crackle'! He jumps for the ditch, with a big boom', it's all gone!
Looking down at the two little souls, he wonders if their parents are alive. One of the workers send the word, they didn't make it. They were thrown through the windshield and into the highway. The kids are left alone.
Children loaded onto the ambulance, headed for the hospital, the trooper one again leaves the scene to meet them there. His heart in his throat, he sees them laying there . For the life of him, he can't imagine what these kids could be thinking or going through. "What are they going to do?", he asks himself. The doctors and nurses are rushing from child to child, trying to make them understand what exactly is going on. They were working with each one, wraping and casting broken bones.
The rescue workers that had responded to the scene came to where the trooper was standing in a little room alone. They began to tell him the outcome of the accident, with the total injuries and fatalities that were involved. Through a clouded mind, with fear for the kid's lives, he heard them say, " out of three vehicles, we have two injured and five that didn't make it." " Four of the subjects have been identified as the kid's parents and grandparents, and the other was what appeared to be the violator that caused it. The trooper's head begins to spin as he walks down the long hospital hall, to head back to the scene to search the violator's vehicle for any evidence of impairment.
Pulling back onto the scene, the trooper continues to think of all the lives lost and the two little lives that are changed forever. Climbing out of his patrol unit, he enters the violator's truck and begins to look around. Papers and all the other contents in the truck are slung everywhere. He looks under the seats and see's some items shinning out of the corner of his eye. Reaching under there he pulls out a beer can that had been opened. Experienced years on the patrol, tells him that there has to be more. Continuing the search, he pulls out several more. Reality setting in, he realizes that this guy was drinking and driving when he hit this family. ' What was this guy thinking?", he says to himself. " When are people going listen, will they ever learn?" " So many lives gone and changed becasue of just one person not thinking and not being concerned about anyone else other than theirself."
The trooper makes a run back over to the hospital to check on the outcome of the children, and if any other family has come to claim them. Walking into the waiting room, he sees a older couple bent over with their head in their hands. Knowing that this had to be some of the family. He moved over to where they were sitting and sat down with them to discuss the accident. The older man lifted his head, with tears streaming down his face. His dark hazel eyes reflected just how heart broken this man and his wife really was. The gentleman began to tell the trooper that he was the kid's other grandparents and that was their daughter that was killed. The trooper sat there still with regret for this family. The older gentleman's wife looked him in the face and told him of how their granddaughter had told them about how a trooper dressed in blue with angel's wings on his hat, had came into the car where they were, just as soon as she had finnished praying for God to send help and to help them not be scared. At that point, the trooper's world was numb and spinning out of control. Tears rushing like flowing rivers down his face, he realized that God had used him in something that seemed to be so small to others, but so great to those children in need. He began to tell the family how he had just come on duty when the wreck call was given out. Everyone at the hospital then realized how hard it can be on a person to have to leave his family, maybe for the last time, and go out and serve the citizens of the area no matter the cost. Protect and serve each one as though it were his own.
The trooper returned to his unit, to head home. It was the end of his shift. This wreck had consumed his whole night, but thank God he got there as quick as he did. Just a few seconds later, the kids would have been blown up with that car and there wouldn't be any survivors. God had used him once again in unexpected circumstances to help save and change lives.
As he pulled into his driveway, he couldn't wait to get inside and see his family. Running into the house he sees his wife and children sound to sleep in their warm beds. He can't help by go to each one of his two kids, trying not to wake them, and kiss them on the forehead. He moves to his wife and embraces her so thankful for his family and all the blessings God has given them. He thinks to hisself as he lingers off to sleep, how many take it all for granted. Each and every breath we take could be our last. Are we really ready to go off into eternity at the blink of an eye, just as those souls did tonight? What about the violator, all drunk and impaired? Do we think of ourselves before others? Lord, please don't ever let us be caught off gaurd! A long night never to be forgotten, the trooper falls to sleep.
By Tori Smith 9/4/2011
Friday, September 2, 2011
Upcoming Services
9/4/11 Harmony Baptist Church Semmes,AL. 6pm
9/11/11 Sims Chapel Semmes,AL. 11am
9/11/11 Lott Road Church of God Saraland,AL. 6pm
9/18/11 Open Door Independent Clanton,AL. 11am
10/1/11 McClain Highschool McClain,MS. 7pm
10/9/11 Faith Christian Worship Center Roppeville,GA. 6pm
10/10-10/12/11 Faith Christain Worship Center Roppeville,GA. 7pm Nightly
Hope to see you down the road!
9/11/11 Sims Chapel Semmes,AL. 11am
9/11/11 Lott Road Church of God Saraland,AL. 6pm
9/18/11 Open Door Independent Clanton,AL. 11am
10/1/11 McClain Highschool McClain,MS. 7pm
10/9/11 Faith Christian Worship Center Roppeville,GA. 6pm
10/10-10/12/11 Faith Christain Worship Center Roppeville,GA. 7pm Nightly
Hope to see you down the road!
Monday, August 29, 2011
Recipie For The Road
Crumb Topped Banana Muffins
- 1 1/2 cups flour
- 1 teaspoon baking soda
- 1 teaspoon baking powder
- 1/2 teaspoon salt
- 3 large ripe bananas, mashed
- 3/4 cup sugar
- 1 egg, lightly beaten
- 1/3 cup butter, melted
Topping
- 1/3 cup packed brown sugar
- 1 tablespoon flour
- 1/8 teaspoon cinnamon, to taste
- 1 tablespoon cold butter
- 1/4 cup chopped nuts (optional)
Directions:
- 1In lg bowl, mix the 1st 4 ingredients.
- 2Mix bananas, sugar, egg and butter.
- 3Stir into dry mixture just until moistened.
- 4Fill muffin cups 3/4 full.
- 5Combine first 3 topping ingredients.
- 6Cut in butter until crumbly.
- 7Sprinkle over muffins.
- 8Bake at 375° for about 20 minutes, until muffins test done.
- 9Cool in pan for 10 minutes.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Paid In Full
A young man was getting ready to graduate from college. For many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer's showroom, and knowing his father could well afford it, he told him that was all he wanted.
As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited signs that his father had purchased the car. Finally, on the morning of his graduation, his father called him into his private study. His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine son, and told him how much he loved him. He handed his son a beautifully wrapped gift box. Curious, and somewhat disappointed, the young man opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound Bible, with the young man's name embossed in gold.
Angry, he shouted at his father and said "with all your money, you give me a Bible?" and stormed out of the house.
Many years passed and the young man had become very successful in business. He had a beautiful home and wonderful family, but realized his father now was getting old, and thought perhaps he should go see him. He had not seen him since that graduation day. Before he could make arrangements, he received a telegram telling him his father had passed away, and willed all of his possessions to his son. He needed to come home immediately and take care of things.
When he arrived at his father's house, sudden sadness and regret filled his heart. He began to search through his father's important papers and saw the still gift-wrapped Bible, just as he had left it years ago. With tears, he opened the Bible and began to turn the pages. His father had carefully underlined a verse, Matt.7:11, "And if ye, being evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more shall your Heavenly Father which is in Heaven, give to those who ask Him?"
As he read those words, a car key dropped from the back of the Bible. It had a tag with the dealer's name, the same dealer who had the sports car he had wanted. On the tag was the date of his graduation, and the words PAID IN FULL.
How many times do we miss God's blessings because we can't see past our own desires?
As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited signs that his father had purchased the car. Finally, on the morning of his graduation, his father called him into his private study. His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine son, and told him how much he loved him. He handed his son a beautifully wrapped gift box. Curious, and somewhat disappointed, the young man opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound Bible, with the young man's name embossed in gold.
Angry, he shouted at his father and said "with all your money, you give me a Bible?" and stormed out of the house.
Many years passed and the young man had become very successful in business. He had a beautiful home and wonderful family, but realized his father now was getting old, and thought perhaps he should go see him. He had not seen him since that graduation day. Before he could make arrangements, he received a telegram telling him his father had passed away, and willed all of his possessions to his son. He needed to come home immediately and take care of things.
When he arrived at his father's house, sudden sadness and regret filled his heart. He began to search through his father's important papers and saw the still gift-wrapped Bible, just as he had left it years ago. With tears, he opened the Bible and began to turn the pages. His father had carefully underlined a verse, Matt.7:11, "And if ye, being evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more shall your Heavenly Father which is in Heaven, give to those who ask Him?"
As he read those words, a car key dropped from the back of the Bible. It had a tag with the dealer's name, the same dealer who had the sports car he had wanted. On the tag was the date of his graduation, and the words PAID IN FULL.
How many times do we miss God's blessings because we can't see past our own desires?
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Todays Bible Reading
1 Corinthians 2
1And I, brethren, when I came to you, came not with excellency of speech or of wisdom, declaring unto you the testimony of God.
2For I determined not to know any thing among you, save Jesus Christ, and him crucified.
3And I was with you in weakness, and in fear, and in much trembling.
4And my speech and my preaching was not with enticing words of man's wisdom, but in demonstration of the Spirit and of power:
5That your faith should not stand in the wisdom of men, but in the power of God.
6Howbeit we speak wisdom among them that are perfect: yet not the wisdom of this world, nor of the princes of this world, that come to nought:
7But we speak the wisdom of God in a mystery, even the hidden wisdom, which God ordained before the world unto our glory:
8Which none of the princes of this world knew: for had they known it, they would not have crucified the Lord of glory.
9But as it is written, Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him.
10But God hath revealed them unto us by his Spirit: for the Spirit searcheth all things, yea, the deep things of God.
11For what man knoweth the things of a man, save the spirit of man which is in him? even so the things of God knoweth no man, but the Spirit of God.
12Now we have received, not the spirit of the world, but the spirit which is of God; that we might know the things that are freely given to us of God.
13Which things also we speak, not in the words which man's wisdom teacheth, but which the Holy Ghost teacheth; comparing spiritual things with spiritual.
14But the natural man receiveth not the things of the Spirit of God: for they are foolishness unto him: neither can he know them, because they are spiritually discerned.
15But he that is spiritual judgeth all things, yet he himself is judged of no man.
16For who hath known the mind of the Lord, that he may instruct him? but we have the mind of Christ.
Don't fully rely in the wisdom of men, they will always fail. But, rely on the wisdom of God. Turn your ears upon Him and listen to what He has to say. Let Him guide you. Put on the mind of Christ. Study to show yourself approved. Hide His word in your heart and live by his words. Let the Holy Ghost be your decernment. He'll never lead you wrong.
1And I, brethren, when I came to you, came not with excellency of speech or of wisdom, declaring unto you the testimony of God.
2For I determined not to know any thing among you, save Jesus Christ, and him crucified.
3And I was with you in weakness, and in fear, and in much trembling.
4And my speech and my preaching was not with enticing words of man's wisdom, but in demonstration of the Spirit and of power:
5That your faith should not stand in the wisdom of men, but in the power of God.
6Howbeit we speak wisdom among them that are perfect: yet not the wisdom of this world, nor of the princes of this world, that come to nought:
7But we speak the wisdom of God in a mystery, even the hidden wisdom, which God ordained before the world unto our glory:
8Which none of the princes of this world knew: for had they known it, they would not have crucified the Lord of glory.
9But as it is written, Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him.
10But God hath revealed them unto us by his Spirit: for the Spirit searcheth all things, yea, the deep things of God.
11For what man knoweth the things of a man, save the spirit of man which is in him? even so the things of God knoweth no man, but the Spirit of God.
12Now we have received, not the spirit of the world, but the spirit which is of God; that we might know the things that are freely given to us of God.
13Which things also we speak, not in the words which man's wisdom teacheth, but which the Holy Ghost teacheth; comparing spiritual things with spiritual.
14But the natural man receiveth not the things of the Spirit of God: for they are foolishness unto him: neither can he know them, because they are spiritually discerned.
15But he that is spiritual judgeth all things, yet he himself is judged of no man.
16For who hath known the mind of the Lord, that he may instruct him? but we have the mind of Christ.
Don't fully rely in the wisdom of men, they will always fail. But, rely on the wisdom of God. Turn your ears upon Him and listen to what He has to say. Let Him guide you. Put on the mind of Christ. Study to show yourself approved. Hide His word in your heart and live by his words. Let the Holy Ghost be your decernment. He'll never lead you wrong.
Friday, August 26, 2011
Puppies For Sale
A store owner was tacking a sign above his door that read "Puppies For Sale." Signs like that have a way of attracting small children and sure enough, a little boy appeared by the store owner's sign.
"How much are you going to sell the puppies for?" he asked. The store owner replied, "Anywhere from $30-$50." The little boy reached in his pocket and pulled out some change. "I have $2.37," he said. "May I please look at them?"
The store owner smiled and whistled, out of the kennel came Lady, who ran down the aisle of his store followed by five teeny, tiny balls of fur. One puppy was lagging considerably behind. Immediately the little boy singled out the lagging, limping puppy and said, "What's wrong with that little dog?"
The store owner explained that the veteriarian had examined the little puppy and had discovered it didn't have a hip socket. It would always limp. It would always be lame.
The little boy became excited. "That is the little puppy that I want to buy." The store owner said, "No, you don't want to buy that little dog. If you really want him, I'll just give him to you."
The little boy got quite upset. He looked into the store owner's eyes, pointing his finger, and said, "I don't want you to give him to me. That dog is worth every bit as much as all the other dogs and I'll pay full price. In fact, I'll give you $2.37 now, and 50 cents a month until I have him paid for."
The store owner countered, "You really don't want to buy this little dog. He is never going to be able to run and jump and play with you like the other puppies."
To this, the little boy reached down and rolled up his pant leg to reveal a badly twisted, crippled left leg supported by a big metal brace. He looked up at the store owner and softly replied, "Well, I don't run so good myself, and the little puppy will need someone who understands!"
Remember things are not always as they seem. Sometimes you have to take a closer look, including at yourself, to find out what is really there. You may be the only Bible someone reads. Interpret it the best you can to them.
Also, another thing we can learn here is the apperance on the outside doesn't alter what God is doing on the inside. Just as the little boy seen the puppy, the store clerk didn't look close enough at the whole situation. When he did he realized that God was using something as small as a cripple little boy to reach out to a puppy that noone would want, i fell sure that the store clerk seen how God see us. We may have been or may be at the bottom of the barrel and noone one may look at us or think we're worth anything, or good enough for anybody. Just like this little boy, God has a love for each one of us. He created us the way He wanted us and sent His only son for all of us! Not just the best pick to the eye.
"How much are you going to sell the puppies for?" he asked. The store owner replied, "Anywhere from $30-$50." The little boy reached in his pocket and pulled out some change. "I have $2.37," he said. "May I please look at them?"
The store owner smiled and whistled, out of the kennel came Lady, who ran down the aisle of his store followed by five teeny, tiny balls of fur. One puppy was lagging considerably behind. Immediately the little boy singled out the lagging, limping puppy and said, "What's wrong with that little dog?"
The store owner explained that the veteriarian had examined the little puppy and had discovered it didn't have a hip socket. It would always limp. It would always be lame.
The little boy became excited. "That is the little puppy that I want to buy." The store owner said, "No, you don't want to buy that little dog. If you really want him, I'll just give him to you."
The little boy got quite upset. He looked into the store owner's eyes, pointing his finger, and said, "I don't want you to give him to me. That dog is worth every bit as much as all the other dogs and I'll pay full price. In fact, I'll give you $2.37 now, and 50 cents a month until I have him paid for."
The store owner countered, "You really don't want to buy this little dog. He is never going to be able to run and jump and play with you like the other puppies."
To this, the little boy reached down and rolled up his pant leg to reveal a badly twisted, crippled left leg supported by a big metal brace. He looked up at the store owner and softly replied, "Well, I don't run so good myself, and the little puppy will need someone who understands!"
Remember things are not always as they seem. Sometimes you have to take a closer look, including at yourself, to find out what is really there. You may be the only Bible someone reads. Interpret it the best you can to them.
Also, another thing we can learn here is the apperance on the outside doesn't alter what God is doing on the inside. Just as the little boy seen the puppy, the store clerk didn't look close enough at the whole situation. When he did he realized that God was using something as small as a cripple little boy to reach out to a puppy that noone would want, i fell sure that the store clerk seen how God see us. We may have been or may be at the bottom of the barrel and noone one may look at us or think we're worth anything, or good enough for anybody. Just like this little boy, God has a love for each one of us. He created us the way He wanted us and sent His only son for all of us! Not just the best pick to the eye.
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
When I Wake Up
When I Wake Up
When I wake up in the morning, I thank my God,
Heart still beating,one more night that I've made it through.
My feet hit the floor for the start of another day,
For me to continue walking in this narrow way,
Serving my Saviour so faithful and true,
Showing me His mercies that are ever new.
Tonight when I lie down once again,
I'll thank my Father for another day's end,
I know I haven't any worries if I don't make it this time,
My heart is full of Jesus, and that's peace of mind.
He holds my future and on Him I depend,
If in the morning I don't wake up here,
Don't worry about me, I'll be in Glory Land!
By Tori Smith August 20,2011
When I wake up in the morning, I thank my God,
Heart still beating,one more night that I've made it through.
My feet hit the floor for the start of another day,
For me to continue walking in this narrow way,
Serving my Saviour so faithful and true,
Showing me His mercies that are ever new.
Tonight when I lie down once again,
I'll thank my Father for another day's end,
I know I haven't any worries if I don't make it this time,
My heart is full of Jesus, and that's peace of mind.
He holds my future and on Him I depend,
If in the morning I don't wake up here,
Don't worry about me, I'll be in Glory Land!
By Tori Smith August 20,2011
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
A Long Time Comin' MaHarrey's New Cd Release
A Long Time Comin'
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Monday, August 22, 2011
Today's Bible Reading
Psalm 16
1 Keep me safe, my God,
for in you I take refuge.
2 I say to the LORD, “You are my Lord;
apart from you I have no good thing.”
3 I say of the holy people who are in the land,
“They are the noble ones in whom is all my delight.”
4 Those who run after other gods will suffer more and more.
I will not pour out libations of blood to such gods
or take up their names on my lips.
5 LORD, you alone are my portion and my cup;
you make my lot secure.
6 The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places;
surely I have a delightful inheritance.
7 I will praise the LORD, who counsels me;
even at night my heart instructs me.
8 I keep my eyes always on the LORD.
With him at my right hand, I will not be shaken.
9 Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices;
my body also will rest secure,
10 because you will not abandon me to the realm of the dead,
nor will you let your faithful[b] one see decay.
11 You make known to me the path of life;
you will fill me with joy in your presence,
with eternal pleasures at your right hand.
Father, you alone are my portion and help. you never fail and for that we are so thankful. Though others come against me you never leave me and stand with me. I will never be shaken with Your strength! Thank you for it all!
1 Keep me safe, my God,
for in you I take refuge.
2 I say to the LORD, “You are my Lord;
apart from you I have no good thing.”
3 I say of the holy people who are in the land,
“They are the noble ones in whom is all my delight.”
4 Those who run after other gods will suffer more and more.
I will not pour out libations of blood to such gods
or take up their names on my lips.
5 LORD, you alone are my portion and my cup;
you make my lot secure.
6 The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places;
surely I have a delightful inheritance.
7 I will praise the LORD, who counsels me;
even at night my heart instructs me.
8 I keep my eyes always on the LORD.
With him at my right hand, I will not be shaken.
9 Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices;
my body also will rest secure,
10 because you will not abandon me to the realm of the dead,
nor will you let your faithful[b] one see decay.
11 You make known to me the path of life;
you will fill me with joy in your presence,
with eternal pleasures at your right hand.
Father, you alone are my portion and help. you never fail and for that we are so thankful. Though others come against me you never leave me and stand with me. I will never be shaken with Your strength! Thank you for it all!
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Recipie " For The Road "
Fun easy snacks for 'on the go".
Cheese Crackers
Ingredients
- 1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
- 2 cups shredded sharp Cheddar cheese
- 1/2 cup butter at room temperature
- 1/2 teaspoon salt
- 1/4 teaspoon ground cayenne pepper, or to taste
Directions
- Preheat oven to 325 degrees F (165 degrees C). Line a baking sheet with parchment paper.
- Place the flour, Cheddar cheese, butter, salt, and cayenne pepper into the work bowl of a food processor, and pulse until well mixed, about 10 times. Scrape the mixture out onto a well-floured work surface, and gather the dough into a ball. Roll the dough out into a 1/8-inch thick layer. If dough is too sticky, refrigerate for about 15 minutes before rolling. Cut the dough into shapes with a biscuit cutter, cookie cutter, or ravioli cutter. Gently lay the cut-out crackers onto the parchment paper.
- Bake in the preheated oven just until the crackers start to turn golden brown at the edges, 11 to 13 minutes. Allow to cool on the sheet for about 10 minutes before removing to finish cooling on racks.
Saturday, August 20, 2011
I Am God
My children, I am the Creator of ALL, and ALL power originates with ME! There is no power in heaven or on earth that is able to thwart My purposes for your life as you yield to Me. NONE!
Have I not promised that as you seek Me, you will find Me, when you seek Me with all of your heart? Have I not said to ask, and you will receive? Ask then, and let your hearts run wild and your imagination run vagabond, for you cannot plumb the depths of My planning and provision for My own.
Does not My Word promise that if you seek My kingdom and My righteousness, all else that is needed will be supplied? There is no need that I cannot meet, so long as you look to Me to do so. There is no problem for which I cannot provide a solution. There is no wound so deep that I cannot heal; and no situation for which there is no remedy. I AM GOD, IS ANYTHING TOO DIFFICULT FOR ME?!
I ask of you your all, not some random portion of your affection. I seek to have precedence over every area of your life. I, and I alone am to reign supreme in your life. Yet I would remind you that I have offered to you My all. Yes, for I have made available to you ALL that is needed to walk in victory and to truly reign in this life. ALL power, ALL wisdom...all that is needed is readily available through My Holy Spirit.
Do you lack anything? Then come to Me, and I will fill you to overflowing; and in so doing, will satisfy the deepest longings of your soul. True fulfillment is found in Me alone.
Hold Me not at arms length, but rather come into My embrace, for I wait with arms open wide. I love you as none other could, and I long to lavish My love upon you.
Have I not promised that as you seek Me, you will find Me, when you seek Me with all of your heart? Have I not said to ask, and you will receive? Ask then, and let your hearts run wild and your imagination run vagabond, for you cannot plumb the depths of My planning and provision for My own.
Does not My Word promise that if you seek My kingdom and My righteousness, all else that is needed will be supplied? There is no need that I cannot meet, so long as you look to Me to do so. There is no problem for which I cannot provide a solution. There is no wound so deep that I cannot heal; and no situation for which there is no remedy. I AM GOD, IS ANYTHING TOO DIFFICULT FOR ME?!
I ask of you your all, not some random portion of your affection. I seek to have precedence over every area of your life. I, and I alone am to reign supreme in your life. Yet I would remind you that I have offered to you My all. Yes, for I have made available to you ALL that is needed to walk in victory and to truly reign in this life. ALL power, ALL wisdom...all that is needed is readily available through My Holy Spirit.
Do you lack anything? Then come to Me, and I will fill you to overflowing; and in so doing, will satisfy the deepest longings of your soul. True fulfillment is found in Me alone.
Hold Me not at arms length, but rather come into My embrace, for I wait with arms open wide. I love you as none other could, and I long to lavish My love upon you.
Friday, August 19, 2011
The Thief Who Was Robbed
"Be sure your sin will find you out." Moses (Numbers 32:23)
The incident took place back in 1887 in a small neighborhood grocery store when a middle-aged gentleman, Emanuel Nenger, gave the assistant a $20 note to pay for the turnip greens he was purchasing. When the assistant placed the note in the cash drawer she noticed that some of the ink from the $20 came off on her hands which were wet from wrapping the turnip greens.
She'd known Mr. Nenger for years and was shocked. She pondered, "Is this man giving me a counterfeit $20 note?" She dismissed the thought immediately and gave him his change. But $20 was a lot of money in those days so she notified the police who, after procuring a search warrant, went to Emanuel Nenger's home where they found in his attic the tools he was using to reproduce the counterfeit $20 notes. They found an artist's easel, paint brushes, and paints which Nenger was using to meticulously paint the counterfeit money. He was a master artist.
The police also found three portraits that Nenger had painted, paintings that sold at public auction for a little over $16,000! The irony was that it took him almost as much time to paint a $20 note as it did to paint those portraits which sold for more than $5,000 each.
The man who robbed Emanuel Nenger was himself. We do the same whenever we cheat or break the law, including God's law for illegitimate gain. And while most of us wouldn't rob another person of his or her material possessions, it is very easy to rob a person's reputation through idle gossip.
We also rob and cheat ourselves when we don't give to God and to others in need; whether it is of our time, talents, resources, or love.
Suggested prayer: "Dear God, help me never to rob from any person in any way and help me never to rob from You. Help me, too, to be a giver and not a taker. In Jesus' name. Amen"
The incident took place back in 1887 in a small neighborhood grocery store when a middle-aged gentleman, Emanuel Nenger, gave the assistant a $20 note to pay for the turnip greens he was purchasing. When the assistant placed the note in the cash drawer she noticed that some of the ink from the $20 came off on her hands which were wet from wrapping the turnip greens.
She'd known Mr. Nenger for years and was shocked. She pondered, "Is this man giving me a counterfeit $20 note?" She dismissed the thought immediately and gave him his change. But $20 was a lot of money in those days so she notified the police who, after procuring a search warrant, went to Emanuel Nenger's home where they found in his attic the tools he was using to reproduce the counterfeit $20 notes. They found an artist's easel, paint brushes, and paints which Nenger was using to meticulously paint the counterfeit money. He was a master artist.
The police also found three portraits that Nenger had painted, paintings that sold at public auction for a little over $16,000! The irony was that it took him almost as much time to paint a $20 note as it did to paint those portraits which sold for more than $5,000 each.
The man who robbed Emanuel Nenger was himself. We do the same whenever we cheat or break the law, including God's law for illegitimate gain. And while most of us wouldn't rob another person of his or her material possessions, it is very easy to rob a person's reputation through idle gossip.
We also rob and cheat ourselves when we don't give to God and to others in need; whether it is of our time, talents, resources, or love.
Suggested prayer: "Dear God, help me never to rob from any person in any way and help me never to rob from You. Help me, too, to be a giver and not a taker. In Jesus' name. Amen"
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Upcoming Services
Here is a few of the upcoming services with the MaHarreys. If you are interested in booking the MaHarreys for your church or event, give us a call or feel free to drop us a email. We look forward to hearing from you!
Hope to see you, "down the road."
8/20/11 Howard Town Baptist Church Tibbie, AL. 7pm
8/28/11 New Harmony Holliness Church Clanton, AL. 11am
8/28/11 Jackson Chapel Clanton, AL. 6pm
9/18/11 Open Door Independent Church Clanton, AL. 11am
10/9/11 Faith Christian Worship Center Roppeville,GA. 6pm
10/10-10/12/11 Faith Christian Worship Center Roppeville,GA. 7pm ( Revival Services)
Come on out and see us!
Hope to see you, "down the road."
8/20/11 Howard Town Baptist Church Tibbie, AL. 7pm
8/28/11 New Harmony Holliness Church Clanton, AL. 11am
8/28/11 Jackson Chapel Clanton, AL. 6pm
9/18/11 Open Door Independent Church Clanton, AL. 11am
10/9/11 Faith Christian Worship Center Roppeville,GA. 6pm
10/10-10/12/11 Faith Christian Worship Center Roppeville,GA. 7pm ( Revival Services)
Come on out and see us!
Recap from the NC Revival Tour!
The services in NC were AWSOME! God showed up with His mighty power! There was four folks to rededicate their lives to the Lord!! Also, God showed His healing power once again. There was a lady there that had a brace and all on her ankel. She came up for prayer. After we all had prayer, she removed her brace and began to walk without any swelling or any other problems!! Praise the Lord for His devine healing!!! On top of that, there was a lady there that was in dire need of a job, she had not been able to find one. We all had prayer during the service. and the NEXT DAY, she recieved a phone call and was given a job! Tell me God is not faithful! We serve a AWSOME ALMIGHTY God! Thank you Lord!!!
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Today's Bible Reading
Psalm 124
1 If the LORD had not been on our side—
let Israel say—
2 if the LORD had not been on our side
when people attacked us,
3 they would have swallowed us alive
when their anger flared against us;
4 the flood would have engulfed us,
the torrent would have swept over us,
5 the raging waters
would have swept us away.
6 Praise be to the LORD,
who has not let us be torn by their teeth.
7 We have escaped like a bird
from the fowler’s snare;
the snare has been broken,
and we have escaped.
8 Our help is in the name of the LORD,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
Thank you Father for your protection and provision no matter who or what comes against us!
1 If the LORD had not been on our side—
let Israel say—
2 if the LORD had not been on our side
when people attacked us,
3 they would have swallowed us alive
when their anger flared against us;
4 the flood would have engulfed us,
the torrent would have swept over us,
5 the raging waters
would have swept us away.
6 Praise be to the LORD,
who has not let us be torn by their teeth.
7 We have escaped like a bird
from the fowler’s snare;
the snare has been broken,
and we have escaped.
8 Our help is in the name of the LORD,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
Thank you Father for your protection and provision no matter who or what comes against us!
Monday, August 15, 2011
Today's Bible Reading
Psalm 121
1 I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
where does my help come from?
2 My help comes from the LORD,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
3 He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber;
4 indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
5 The LORD watches over you—
the LORD is your shade at your right hand;
6 the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.
7 The LORD will keep you from all harm—
he will watch over your life;
8 the LORD will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore.
Thank you Lord, you never turn your head or go to sleep. You are a MIGHTY God and always look after your children. Guide our footsteps from day to day on through out eternity!
1 I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
where does my help come from?
2 My help comes from the LORD,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
3 He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber;
4 indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
5 The LORD watches over you—
the LORD is your shade at your right hand;
6 the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.
7 The LORD will keep you from all harm—
he will watch over your life;
8 the LORD will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore.
Thank you Lord, you never turn your head or go to sleep. You are a MIGHTY God and always look after your children. Guide our footsteps from day to day on through out eternity!
Sunday, August 14, 2011
The Road of Life
At first, I saw God as my observer, my judge, keeping track of the things I did wrong, so as to know whether I merited heaven or hell when I die. He was out there sort of like a president. I recognized His picture when I saw it, But I really didn't know Him.
But later on when I met Christ, it seemed as though life were rather like a bike ride, but it was a tandem bike, and I noticed that Christ was in the back helping me pedal.
I don't know just when it was that he suggested we change places, but life has not been the same since. When I had control, I knew the way. It was rather boring, but predictable... It was the shortest distance between two points.
But when He took the lead, He knows the delightful long cuts, up mountains, and through rocky places at breakneck speeds, it was all I could do to hang on! Even though it looked like madness, He said, "Pedal!"
I worried and was anxious and asked, "Where are you taking me?" He
laughed and didn't answer, and I started to learn to trust. I forgot my boring life and entered into the adventure. And when I'd say, "I'm scared," He'd lean back and touch my hand.
He took me to people with gifts that I needed, gifts of healing, acceptance, and joy. They gave me gifts to take on my journey, my Lord's and mine.
And we're off again. He said, "Give the gifts away; they're extra baggage, too much weight." So I did, to the people we met, and I found that in giving I received, and still our burden was light.
I did not trust him at first, in control of my life. I thought He'd wreck it; but he knows bike secrets, knows how to make it bend to take sharp corners, knows how to jump to clear high rocks, knows how to fly to shorten scary passages.
And I am learning to shut up and pedal in the strangest places, and I'm beginning to enjoy the view and the cool breeze on my face with my delightful constant companion, Jesus Christ.
And when I'm sure I just can't do anymore, He just smiles and says....
"Pedal."
But later on when I met Christ, it seemed as though life were rather like a bike ride, but it was a tandem bike, and I noticed that Christ was in the back helping me pedal.
I don't know just when it was that he suggested we change places, but life has not been the same since. When I had control, I knew the way. It was rather boring, but predictable... It was the shortest distance between two points.
But when He took the lead, He knows the delightful long cuts, up mountains, and through rocky places at breakneck speeds, it was all I could do to hang on! Even though it looked like madness, He said, "Pedal!"
I worried and was anxious and asked, "Where are you taking me?" He
laughed and didn't answer, and I started to learn to trust. I forgot my boring life and entered into the adventure. And when I'd say, "I'm scared," He'd lean back and touch my hand.
He took me to people with gifts that I needed, gifts of healing, acceptance, and joy. They gave me gifts to take on my journey, my Lord's and mine.
And we're off again. He said, "Give the gifts away; they're extra baggage, too much weight." So I did, to the people we met, and I found that in giving I received, and still our burden was light.
I did not trust him at first, in control of my life. I thought He'd wreck it; but he knows bike secrets, knows how to make it bend to take sharp corners, knows how to jump to clear high rocks, knows how to fly to shorten scary passages.
And I am learning to shut up and pedal in the strangest places, and I'm beginning to enjoy the view and the cool breeze on my face with my delightful constant companion, Jesus Christ.
And when I'm sure I just can't do anymore, He just smiles and says....
"Pedal."
Saturday, August 13, 2011
Recipie " For the Road"
Something that is more less finger food and and something can be used as a snack or either meal sure helps when you have a bus load of hungry folks!!
Apple Muffins
Apple Muffins
- 2 cups flour
- 2 teaspoons baking powder
- 1/2 cup sugar
- 1/4 teaspoon freshly ground nutmeg
- 1/4 teaspoon freshly ground cinnamon
- 1/2 teaspoon salt
- 1 cup milk
- 1 egg
- 1/4 cup vegetable oil or butter, melted
- 1 cup sweet-tart medium to large apple, cored, peeled and chopped
Preparation:
Preheat oven to 400 degrees F. Grease 12-cup muffin tin or use paper liners. With a wire whisk combine first set of ingredients. In another bowl, combine wet ingredients. Add chopped apple and wet ingredients to dry ingredients. Stir only until moistened. Spoon into prepared muffin pan. Bake for 20 minutes or until tested done with tester.
Thursday, August 11, 2011
2006 Southen Gospel Fan Fair
The MaHarreys on stage at the 2006 Fan Fair. Thanks everyone!!
Judy with the Singing Cookes!
Daniel and Nancy presenting favorite baritone award
Judy with the Singing Cookes! Daniel and Nancy presenting favorite baritone awardPinetops, NC Revival
We are currently in revival in Pinetops, NC. and boy oh boy are we having some services. God is showing up in a mighty way. Folks are coming in and leaving changed under the power of God. If you're in the area area come on out and join us! We'd love to have you. We are excited to see what God has done this far and how what He's going to do in the upcoming services. If you can't be here, please be in prayer for the services. That lives will be transformed to never be the same under the annointing of the Holy Ghost and leave changed as with a life anew!! Thank you Lord for what you have done and are going to do!
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Bro. Paul's Christmas
Look what the family surprised Bro. Paul with for Christmas!!!
Daniel trying to unload it for him!
Do it like this!!
Bro. Paul giving it a test drive
Bringin' home!
Daniel trying to unload it for him!
Do it like this!!
Bro. Paul giving it a test drive
Bringin' home!
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Recipie For The Road!
Chewy Granola Bars
- 1 1/2 cups baking mix
1 1/2 cups quick-cooking oats
1 cup firmly packed brown sugar
1/2 cup butter or margarine, softened
1 large egg
1/3 cup semisweet chocoate chips
- Preheat oven to 350°F (175°C).
- Combine baking mix, oats, brown sugar in a medium bowl. Cut in butter until mixture resembles coarse crumbs. Make a well in the center and add egg. Use a fork to mix egg into dry ingredients until moistened and crumbly. Stir in chocolate chips. Press evenly into a 9-inch square baking pan.
- Bake for 12 to 15 minutes or until center is set. Cut into bars while warm.
Monday, August 8, 2011
The Flat Tire
My tire had a staple in it. Of all times for this to happen -- a flat tire. But when is a good time for a flat tire? Not when you are wearing a suit and you have been traveling for nearly five hours and, adding to this bleak picture, nightfall is approaching.
Wait; did I mention that I was on a country road? Okay, now you have the picture. There was only one thing to do: call AAA. Yeah, right. The cell phone I bought for security and protection in moments like this isn't in range to call anyone. "No Service" it says. No kidding!
I sat for a few minutes moaning and complaining. It's a male thing. Then I began emptying my trunk so that I could get at the tire and tools needed to get the job done. I carry a large plastic container filled with what I call "just-in-case-stuff." When I am training or speaking, I love to have props with me. I hate leaving anything home so I bring everything ...just in case.
Cars buzz by me. A few beep sarcastically. I hear the horn saying "ha ha!" I say, "You'll get yours!" Darkness begins to settle in. It's becoming a bit difficult to see. The tire is on the passenger side, thank God, away from all the traffic, but making it difficult to benefit from the headlights of passing cars.
Suddenly a car pulls off the road behind me. In the blinding light I see a male figure approaching me. "Hey, do you need any help?" "Well, it certainly isn't easy doing this with a white dress shirt and suit on," I said. Then he steps into the light. I literally was frightened.
This young guy was dressed in black. Nearly everything imaginable was pierced and tattooed. His hair was cropped and poorly cut. He had leather bracelets with spikes on each wrist. "How about I give you a hand?" he said. "Well, I don't know . . . I think I can . . . " "Come on, it will only take me a few minutes." He took right over. While watching him I happened to look back at his car and noticed for the first time someone sitting in the passenger seat. That concerned me.
I suddenly felt outnumbered. Thoughts of car-jackings and robberies flashed through my mind. I really just wanted to get this over and survive it.
Then, without warning, it began to pour. The night sky had hidden the approaching clouds. It hit like a waterfall and made it impossible to finish the tire change. "Look, my friend, just stop what you're doing. I appreciate all your help. You better get going. I'll finish after the rain stops," I said.
"Let me help you put your stuff back in the trunk. It will get ruined," he insisted. "Then get in my car. We'll wait with you," he insisted. "No, really. I'll take care of everything," I said.
"You can't get in your car with the jack up like that. It will fall. Come on. Get in," he said as he grabbed my arm and pulled me toward the car. Crack! Boom! Lightning and thunder roared like a freight train. I literally jumped in his car. "Oh, God, protect me!" I thought to myself.
Wet and tired I settled into the back seat. Suddenly a small frail voice came from the front seat of the car. "Are you all right?" she said as she turned around to face me. "Yes, I am," I replied with much relief seeing the old woman there. It must be his Mom.
"My name is Beatrice and this is my neighbor Jeff," she said. "He insisted on stopping when he saw you struggling with the tire." "I am grateful for his help," I said. "Me, too!" she said with a laugh. "Jeff takes me to visit my husband. We had to place him in a nursing home and it's about 30 minutes away from where we live. So, every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, we have a date." She laughed and shook her head.
"We're the remake of the Odd Couple," Jeff said as he joined in laughing."
"Jeff, that's incredible what you do for her. I would never have guessed, well, ah, you know I . . ." I stumbled with the words.
"I know. People who look like me don't do nice things," he said. Silence. I really felt uncomfortable. I never believed that I judged people by the way they dressed. I was angry with myself for being so stupid.
"Jeff is a great kid. I'm not the only one he helps. He's a volunteer at our church. He also works with the kids in the learning center at the low income housing unit in our town," said Beatrice.
"I'm a tutor" Jeff said quietly as he stared at my car. Silence again played a part now in a moment of reflection rather than the uncomfortable feeling that I had insulted someone. He was right. What he wore on the outside was a reflection of the world as he saw it. What he wore on the inside was the spirit of giving, caring and loving the world he wanted to see.
The rain stopped and Jeff and I changed the tire. I tried to offer him money and of course he refused it. As we shook hands I began to apologize for my stupidity.
He said, "I experience that same reaction often. I actually thought about changing the way I look. But then I saw this as an opportunity to make a point. So I'll leave you with the same question I ask everyone who takes time to know me. If Jesus returned tomorrow and walked among us again, would you recognize Him by what He wore or by what He did?
1 Samuel 16:7 "But the LORD said to Samuel, 'Do not look at his appearance or at the height of his stature, because I have refused him. For the Lord does not see as man sees; for man looks at the outward appearance, but the LORD looks at the heart'."
Wait; did I mention that I was on a country road? Okay, now you have the picture. There was only one thing to do: call AAA. Yeah, right. The cell phone I bought for security and protection in moments like this isn't in range to call anyone. "No Service" it says. No kidding!
I sat for a few minutes moaning and complaining. It's a male thing. Then I began emptying my trunk so that I could get at the tire and tools needed to get the job done. I carry a large plastic container filled with what I call "just-in-case-stuff." When I am training or speaking, I love to have props with me. I hate leaving anything home so I bring everything ...just in case.
Cars buzz by me. A few beep sarcastically. I hear the horn saying "ha ha!" I say, "You'll get yours!" Darkness begins to settle in. It's becoming a bit difficult to see. The tire is on the passenger side, thank God, away from all the traffic, but making it difficult to benefit from the headlights of passing cars.
Suddenly a car pulls off the road behind me. In the blinding light I see a male figure approaching me. "Hey, do you need any help?" "Well, it certainly isn't easy doing this with a white dress shirt and suit on," I said. Then he steps into the light. I literally was frightened.
This young guy was dressed in black. Nearly everything imaginable was pierced and tattooed. His hair was cropped and poorly cut. He had leather bracelets with spikes on each wrist. "How about I give you a hand?" he said. "Well, I don't know . . . I think I can . . . " "Come on, it will only take me a few minutes." He took right over. While watching him I happened to look back at his car and noticed for the first time someone sitting in the passenger seat. That concerned me.
I suddenly felt outnumbered. Thoughts of car-jackings and robberies flashed through my mind. I really just wanted to get this over and survive it.
Then, without warning, it began to pour. The night sky had hidden the approaching clouds. It hit like a waterfall and made it impossible to finish the tire change. "Look, my friend, just stop what you're doing. I appreciate all your help. You better get going. I'll finish after the rain stops," I said.
"Let me help you put your stuff back in the trunk. It will get ruined," he insisted. "Then get in my car. We'll wait with you," he insisted. "No, really. I'll take care of everything," I said.
"You can't get in your car with the jack up like that. It will fall. Come on. Get in," he said as he grabbed my arm and pulled me toward the car. Crack! Boom! Lightning and thunder roared like a freight train. I literally jumped in his car. "Oh, God, protect me!" I thought to myself.
Wet and tired I settled into the back seat. Suddenly a small frail voice came from the front seat of the car. "Are you all right?" she said as she turned around to face me. "Yes, I am," I replied with much relief seeing the old woman there. It must be his Mom.
"My name is Beatrice and this is my neighbor Jeff," she said. "He insisted on stopping when he saw you struggling with the tire." "I am grateful for his help," I said. "Me, too!" she said with a laugh. "Jeff takes me to visit my husband. We had to place him in a nursing home and it's about 30 minutes away from where we live. So, every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, we have a date." She laughed and shook her head.
"We're the remake of the Odd Couple," Jeff said as he joined in laughing."
"Jeff, that's incredible what you do for her. I would never have guessed, well, ah, you know I . . ." I stumbled with the words.
"I know. People who look like me don't do nice things," he said. Silence. I really felt uncomfortable. I never believed that I judged people by the way they dressed. I was angry with myself for being so stupid.
"Jeff is a great kid. I'm not the only one he helps. He's a volunteer at our church. He also works with the kids in the learning center at the low income housing unit in our town," said Beatrice.
"I'm a tutor" Jeff said quietly as he stared at my car. Silence again played a part now in a moment of reflection rather than the uncomfortable feeling that I had insulted someone. He was right. What he wore on the outside was a reflection of the world as he saw it. What he wore on the inside was the spirit of giving, caring and loving the world he wanted to see.
The rain stopped and Jeff and I changed the tire. I tried to offer him money and of course he refused it. As we shook hands I began to apologize for my stupidity.
He said, "I experience that same reaction often. I actually thought about changing the way I look. But then I saw this as an opportunity to make a point. So I'll leave you with the same question I ask everyone who takes time to know me. If Jesus returned tomorrow and walked among us again, would you recognize Him by what He wore or by what He did?
1 Samuel 16:7 "But the LORD said to Samuel, 'Do not look at his appearance or at the height of his stature, because I have refused him. For the Lord does not see as man sees; for man looks at the outward appearance, but the LORD looks at the heart'."
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