Come, Come, and hear the testimony of Bob and Millie White, of Forsyth, Mo.
Bob and Millie, were saved later in life, and they have a tremendous testimony of God's grace, forgiveness and love. They have a heart for children, families.
You all come, They will be sharing in Sunday School, as well as in the Worship Hour.
SUNDAY
APRIL 26
9:30 AM
AND 10:30 AM
Monday, April 13, 2009
He did it just for you, Max Lucado
When God entered time and became a man, he who was boundless became bound. Imprisoned in flesh. Restricted by weary-prone muscles and eyelids. For more than three decades, his once limitless reach would be limited to the stretch of an arm, his speed checked to the pace of human feet.
I wonder, was he ever tempted to reclaim his boundlessness? In the middle of a long trip, did he ever consider transporting himself to the next city? When the rain chilled his bones, was he tempted to change the weather? When the heat parched his lips, did he give thought to popping over to the Caribbean for some refreshment?
If ever he entertained such thoughts, he never gave in to them. Not once. Stop and think about this. Not once did Christ use his supernatural powers for personal comfort. With one word he could’ve transformed the hard earth into a soft bed, but he didn’t. With a wave of his hand, he could’ve boomeranged the spit of his accusers back into their faces, but he didn’t. With an arch of his brow, he could’ve paralyzed the hand of the soldier as he braided the crown of thorns. But he didn’t.
Want to know the coolest thing about the coming?
Not that he, in an instant, went from needing nothing to needing air, food, a tub of hot water and salts for his tired feet, and, more than anything, needing somebody—anybody—who was more concerned about where he would spend eternity than where he would spend Friday’s paycheck.
Not that he kept his cool while the dozen best friends he ever had felt the heat and got out of the kitchen. Or that he gave no command to the angels who begged, “Just give the nod, Lord. One word and these demons will be deviled eggs.”
Not that he refused to defend himself when blamed for every sin since Adam. Or that he stood silent as a million guilty verdicts echoed in the tribunal of heaven and the giver of light was left in the chill of a sinner’s night.
Not even that after three days in a dark hole he stepped into the Easter sunrise with a smile and a swagger and a question for lowly Lucifer—“Is that your best punch?”
That was cool, incredibly cool.
But want to know the coolest thing about the One who gave up the crown of heaven for a crown of thorns?
He did it for you. Just for you.
I wonder, was he ever tempted to reclaim his boundlessness? In the middle of a long trip, did he ever consider transporting himself to the next city? When the rain chilled his bones, was he tempted to change the weather? When the heat parched his lips, did he give thought to popping over to the Caribbean for some refreshment?
If ever he entertained such thoughts, he never gave in to them. Not once. Stop and think about this. Not once did Christ use his supernatural powers for personal comfort. With one word he could’ve transformed the hard earth into a soft bed, but he didn’t. With a wave of his hand, he could’ve boomeranged the spit of his accusers back into their faces, but he didn’t. With an arch of his brow, he could’ve paralyzed the hand of the soldier as he braided the crown of thorns. But he didn’t.
Want to know the coolest thing about the coming?
Not that he, in an instant, went from needing nothing to needing air, food, a tub of hot water and salts for his tired feet, and, more than anything, needing somebody—anybody—who was more concerned about where he would spend eternity than where he would spend Friday’s paycheck.
Not that he kept his cool while the dozen best friends he ever had felt the heat and got out of the kitchen. Or that he gave no command to the angels who begged, “Just give the nod, Lord. One word and these demons will be deviled eggs.”
Not that he refused to defend himself when blamed for every sin since Adam. Or that he stood silent as a million guilty verdicts echoed in the tribunal of heaven and the giver of light was left in the chill of a sinner’s night.
Not even that after three days in a dark hole he stepped into the Easter sunrise with a smile and a swagger and a question for lowly Lucifer—“Is that your best punch?”
That was cool, incredibly cool.
But want to know the coolest thing about the One who gave up the crown of heaven for a crown of thorns?
He did it for you. Just for you.
Prayer concerns of Morning Star Baptist
Mason Makoski, surgery Tuesday
Christine Russell, surgery Wednesday
2 Unspoken needs----seriously
those traveling this week
Pray unceasingly
Christine Russell, surgery Wednesday
2 Unspoken needs----seriously
those traveling this week
Pray unceasingly
Friday, April 3, 2009
Friday, April 3 prayer list
Christine Russell, cardiac testing Monday and possible surgery.
Mike Rice, brain tumor cancer
Dana Barfield, cancer
Those struggling with dimentia or alzeheimer in our midst.
the Easter service for the community at Crane Presbyterian.
Walter Rand, Methodist Manor, Marionville.
Mike Rice, brain tumor cancer
Dana Barfield, cancer
Those struggling with dimentia or alzeheimer in our midst.
the Easter service for the community at Crane Presbyterian.
Walter Rand, Methodist Manor, Marionville.
Shower Day
Today is my mother's shower day with Barb's assistance, or maybe doing. But another shower day, is when we come under the Word of the Lord and Repent. Repent is turning away from those things God reflects back to us in the mirror (His Word). One thing to see the dirty face in the mirror, another thing to wash it off. I can look in the mirror and see I need to shave, but if I don't shave, it is like God speaking to me, us and walking away.
Let us be washed by the Lord today.
Let us be washed by the Lord today.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Counting down
Count down, to truly the pivot point of truth. Jesus arose.
We can, and will celebrate His triumphant entry, Palm Sunday, with palm branches, kazoos, tamporines, drums, voices, but the reality is Friday is coming. Jesus will die, will be crucified, Jesus will give up the Spirit, the Ghost, but Praise the Lord for RESURRECTION EASTER SUNDAY.
Friend, do you know Jesus, or just about Jesus. Trust Jesus today, talk to Jesus today, love Jesus today. God's Word, (the Bible) says, "when we love Jesus, love God, we obey Jesus, God" and to not obey is to sin. Even though God knows, He wants to hear us, me, say---Lord I have sinned against You in this way, right now, today in _____________, and thank You Lord, for forgiveness, for grace, for abiding love, for new mercy every day.
Wow, "I'm forgiven" and you who read this, can be also. have a question, contact me
We can, and will celebrate His triumphant entry, Palm Sunday, with palm branches, kazoos, tamporines, drums, voices, but the reality is Friday is coming. Jesus will die, will be crucified, Jesus will give up the Spirit, the Ghost, but Praise the Lord for RESURRECTION EASTER SUNDAY.
Friend, do you know Jesus, or just about Jesus. Trust Jesus today, talk to Jesus today, love Jesus today. God's Word, (the Bible) says, "when we love Jesus, love God, we obey Jesus, God" and to not obey is to sin. Even though God knows, He wants to hear us, me, say---Lord I have sinned against You in this way, right now, today in _____________, and thank You Lord, for forgiveness, for grace, for abiding love, for new mercy every day.
Wow, "I'm forgiven" and you who read this, can be also. have a question, contact me
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