There are two videos out, one in the theaters and one available on Amazon. The first is entitled, 2012 Obama’s America. The other is Dreams from My Father. Both include videos and other materials that make it appear that Obama is either a Colonialist or a lying Communist. Many of us have no idea what to believe at this jucture of the political scene. In my opinion, that doesn’t matter at all. The words we know straight from his own mouth are enough to send people running to Canada. He shows no interest in God or encouraging others to practice godly behavior. In fact, some of his policies smack God in the face.
If you don’t believe me, read from the Old Testament prophets. God used them to warn the Israelites of the coming doom if they didn’t stop worshiping false idols. HMMM! Does America have a false idol? Yes and yes. Some Americans seem to have a blindness to the problems the last four years have created and the changes yet to come if we aren’t careful and prayerful when we vote. I pray for God to remove the scales from their eyes.
There is another yes. Many worship the government. They see the government as their rescuer, their god, to the point they become unable to think or do for themselves. The government doesn’t spend its own money to help others. It steals from other people in the form of taxes. They believe the Robin Hood philosophy that says it is OK to “take from the rich and give to the poor.” It is never OK to steal.
I agree the poor need help. The truly disabled need money, but the able-bodied need help getting a job. Two years of free unemployment handicaps people. They believe they are entitled to support from the government without ever having any responsibility themselves. They would be better off flipping burgers, working hard to rise to a management. Instead they sit at home and complain because the government isn’t giving them enough for a better lifestyle. At the end of two years, where are they? They are less employable than they were when they first lost their jobs.
George Washington, the father of our country, would cringe if he were alive. “Uncle Sam,” if he were a real person, would cry. The dreams of our forefathers were for a country where everyone had equal opportunity to work hard in their chosen profession. They dreamed of a place where family meant a mother and father who loved their children the moment they found out they were expecting. They dreamed of a place where religion was protected, not attacked. A place where churches worked together to help the down and out. I dream that day will come again.
“Moreover you took your sons and your daughters, who you bore to Me, and these you sacrificed to them to be devoured. Were your acts of harlotry a small matter, that you have slain My children and offered them up …by causing them to pass through the fire.” Ezekiel 16:21-22
Do your own research. THINK, PRAY, VOTE. If you haven’t done the first two, don’t do the last. Don’t vote blindly! God is giving us a chance to repent, please know that the whole country, maybe even the world, depends on your vote.
Have you ever felt completely overwhelmed with all the things you believe God is asking you to do? Have you ever found that as soon as you have a few free minutes at least ten things beckon your attention? Good and positive things, like calling a friend, or writing a blog, exercising or cleaning off a cluttered desk. Today while reading me Bible, I discovered a solution. I looked at my empty chair and invited Jesus to sit there and direct my steps. Elisabeth Elliot says, “Do the next thing.”
I say, “Focus on Jesus and do the next thing.” How do you know what that is? I believe He will show you. Ask the one sitting in your desk chair to let you know what He wants you to do. You might be surprised. Sometimes He may tell you to spend more time with Him and let Him worry about the other things for a while.
Do the children in Zimbabwe have anything in common with the children in your church? The answer is “Yes.”
Children all over the world grieve and children all over the world need Jesus. Read the following letter from a woman who works in an orphanage in Africa. If Growing Seasons helps children in a Zimbabwe orphanage, don’t you think it could help those children in your congregation, too. Divorce and the death of a parent devastates children all over the world and the love of Jesus introduced to children through the Growing Seasons curriculum can help these children to heal. Read on:
I hope you are well.
I wanted to give you an update on Growing Seasons in Zimbabwe. I
contacted you at the end of last year for some advice on how to begin
Growing Seasons here.
God has really blessed this ministry and we are now running the second
term with about thirty children.
It was difficult to get the Coordinator’s Guides and Parents Guides
here but we eventually had the books sent to the United Kingdom and
some people who were coming here, brought them back with them.
I was a facilitator myself in the first term and already saw a change
in some of the children by the end of the course. Growing Seasons has
really helped these children and we would like to reach many children
I went and did a talk for three boarding shools last week and they are
really keen to get Growing Seasons into their schools but asked if we
could possibly train some of their teachers so that they can run it. I
am now feeling led to branch out to the schools and I wanted to ask
you how I could go about this.
You said that you had Workshops there. Would you be able to provide
some material to do Workshops here. There is such a need in the
I accepted Jesus when I was twelve years old, but I didn’t understand what He did for me. In my forties I finally understood the words “grace” and “mercy.” I wonder how many people who have been in church all their lives without seeing the whole picture.Let’s start with creation. Adam and Eve listened to the serpent, Satan, and sinned by disobeying God’s command not to eat the forbidden fruit (Genesis 2:16-17, NKJ). They sewed together fig leaves to cover their shameful nakedness. People today still keep trying to solve their problems without God. God killed an animal to make the skins to cover them(Genesis 3:6-7, NKJ), so He had to shed the blood of the animals. God told the serpent, “And I will put enmity between you and the woman, and between your seed and her seed, He shall bruise your head, and you shall bruise His heel.” This was a prophesy. The seed of woman is Jesus, the Son of God. When God brought the Israelites out of Egypt, he set up the sacrificial system using the blood of unblemished animals instead of people to satisfy God’s requirement for justice. This points us to Jesus.
When Jesus was in the Garden of Gethsemane the night before his death, I believe He felt the shame of the sins of the entire world. Can you imagine how emotionally painful that must have been? The next day the soldiers pierced Him with a sword, whipped Him, and nailed Him to a cross until He died. His blood, the blood of the only perfect One, was shed for the forgiveness of our sins. “Without shedding of blood there is no remission.” (Hebrews 9:22b NKJ) But Jesus did not stay dead. He rose and many people saw Him alive. For those who accept the gift of His forgiveness, He gives us grace, a gift we sinners do not deserve, and He gives us mercy instead of the eternal punishment we do deserve. He died for us because He loves us enough to pay for our sins. (John 3:16 NJV)Have you told God you believe this? Have you asked Him to forgive you of your sin sand make you His child? If not, now could be the time. Talk to God and tell Him you are sorry for your sins and believe Jesus died for you and will forgive you and make you His child.
You can pray right now to become a member of God’s family.
On July 30, blessings came to the City of Memphis, Tennessee. Convoy of Hope rolled their trucks into town and residents of this city known for crime, poverty, and racial strife joined together to feed and pray for the hurting. While the thermostat read 102 degrees, fourteen hundred volunteers representing eighty different churches swooped down on the practically abandoned fairgrounds to hand out food and hope to more than five thousand people. No one saw color or class. No one judged others by their clothes. Everyone just shared the love.
Volunteers arrived early in the morning to set up tents for the different activities. Children enjoyed games, puppet shows, and jumping toys; such as such as blow-up slides and moon walks. Families received bags of groceries while volunteers gave free haircuts and created family portraits. Prayer warriors sent prayer requests to heaven. A job fair and health fair gave hope of a better day to participants.
The workers in the community services tent told families about places in town where they can receive help in their areas of need. I worked in that tent but with a different slant. We showed church members ways their churches can help children and adults through small issue-focused Bible study groups and we invited familes to participate in these groups at our church.
Let me tell you about Living Free’s children’s ministry and how it can help families. Many of those attending were single-parents or grandmothers raising children. They wanted to learn about Growing Seasons, small group Bible studies that help single-parent children; whether due to divorce, death, imprisonment, or abandonment by a parent. They also teach parents how to listen and respond to their children’s feelings.
Others wanted to know how to prepare their preteen children for the peer pressure of adolescence. We told them about Empowering Kids for Life, a program that helps kids turn to God instead of addictions. I encourage you to go to LivingFree.org yourself and see how their small group Bible study ministry is helping adults and children. Maybe your church would like to include some Living Free groups along with your other programs.
I want to thank Convoy of Hope for visiting Memphis. I hope the love and understanding shared in this city yesterday will last and grow. I also hope God will answer the sincere prayers lifted up for families. Thanks you Convoy of Hope.