Many of us
too many times find it hard or too difficult to trust God, we find it
'inefficient' and would rather do what we want to do. We, in essence are only
showing or trying to prove to God that we are wiser and know better than He
does. We find it hard letting God take His place and allowing Him do what
things He wants to do in our lives according to His divine plan and purpose for
us. Can we really do it better? Definitely not which is why after wasting so
much energy, resources, and time we end up going back to Him 'asking Him to
forgive us and pleading that He take the wheels'.
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Monday, 28 January 2013
Tuesday, 22 January 2013
Help Is Here
I will ask the Father, and He will
give you another Comforter (Counselor, Helper, Intercessor, Advocate,
Strengthener, and Standby), that He may remain with you forever.
—John 14:16
Many people have received Jesus as
Savior and Lord. They will go to heaven, but never draw on the full capacity of
the Holy Spirit that is available to them or experience the true success God
wants them to enjoy on Earth. Simply put, many will be on their way to heaven,
but they won’t enjoy the trip.
Tuesday, 8 January 2013
A Sermon Walking
Then Jesus answered and said to them, “Most assuredly, I say to you, the Son can do nothing of Himself, but what He sees the Father do; for whatever He does, the Son also does in like manner. —John 5:19 (NKJV)
I once read a story in a church newsletter that I want to share with you.
In 1949, Time magazine called him “one of the most extraordinary men of modern times.” He won the Nobel Peace Prize. One afternoon, reporters and city officials gathered at a Chicago railroad station to greet him. As passengers disembarked the train, among them was this giant of a man—six-foot-four with a bushy mustache and thick, unruly hair. Cameras flashed. City officials approached him with hands outstretched.
I once read a story in a church newsletter that I want to share with you.
In 1949, Time magazine called him “one of the most extraordinary men of modern times.” He won the Nobel Peace Prize. One afternoon, reporters and city officials gathered at a Chicago railroad station to greet him. As passengers disembarked the train, among them was this giant of a man—six-foot-four with a bushy mustache and thick, unruly hair. Cameras flashed. City officials approached him with hands outstretched.