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God’s Valentine Card

14 Friday Feb 2014

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Many Blessings,

Pastor

 

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How to Create a Monster

13 Sunday Jan 2013

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Bible reading, castle, christianity, Christianstein, church attendance, courage of Stephen, creating spiritual life, doctor, evangelical, I Corinthians 13, Igor, Love, orthodoxy, patience of Job, prayer, Ray Navarro, thunder, voice of an evangelist

 

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It was a dark and stormy night.

You could hear thunder in the distance. Bats flapped their wings in the darkness of the night as they exited a castle. If things weren’t creepy enough, the wolves were howling and the trees were swaying in the wind.

Inside the castle a faint light shown from the laboratory. This was the inner sanctum of one of the maddest scientist of time….the infamous Dr. E. Van-Gelical!

A lone rat ran across the granite floor as the Dr’s daunting figure appeared in the light. Dr. Van Gelical’s lab coat was stained with the evidence of his notorious experiments. His eyes were glowing with delight as he gazed upon the table in the middle of the room which was covered with a white sheet.

Under the sheet lay a human-like form.

Suddenly, Dr. E Van Gelical shouted, “Igor, come quickly! We have much to do!”

Irregular footsteps were heard coming down from the stairs. As if appearing from thin air, Igor was in the room. He was hunchback with tattered clothes. In his possession was a candelabra and a big cardboard box.

“Yes master. Here is everything you ordered. All is ready!”

“Very good. Bring all the materials to the table Igor. Now at last, we begin the experiment!”

Thunder was heard in the distance while Igor dragged the box toward the table.

“Tonight I will conduct the greatest experiment of my long, illustrious career. Tonight shall be my greatest triumph ever!”

Doctor E Van Gelical raised his fist towards the sky and with great gusto cried, “I shall achieve what no man has achieved before. Tonight I create spiritual life! This shall be my greatest hour for I shall create… Christianstein!”

More thunder and lightning poured through the halls of the laboratory.

“They say that I am mad Igor. But Christianstein shall be the greatest specimen of spiritual life the world has ever seen! He shall be everything Igor, EVERYTHING!”

“The moment has arrived. Igor, my gloves!”

“Yes master.”

“Give me the voice of a great evangelist Igor!”

“Yes master.”  He handed him a jar from the box.

“The courage of Stephen!” Igor produced a dusty vial.

“The patience of Job!” the doctor commanded and he was rewarded with an ancient-looking flask.

“Now the hypodermic and all the serum I distilled!”

Igor’s hands trembled as he presented a long, steel syringe and bottles filled with different colored fluids.

“Double doses of daily prayer and Bible reading,” murmured Dr. E Van Gelical while he withdrew liquid from one of the bottles and injected it into the lifeless figure.

“Then faithful church attendance…generous giving…temperance…volunteer work…ability to resist temptation…witnessing…”

The doctor paused for a moment, then filled the syringe with fluid from the final container. “And last-but not least-a triple injection of orthodoxy!

The mad doctor consulted his list once more.

“Examine the box Igor. Have we forgotten anything?”

“Oh no master…Everything must be in place!”

“Excellent! This is the moment the world has waited for. This is the moment for….Christianstein!”

The doctor dashed to the nearest wall where the electrical control panel waited for his arrival.

“A million volts of lightning will bring my creation to life. Now stand back Igor while I throw the power switch. Prepare to meet the perfect Christian…CHRISTIANSTEIN!”

Doctor E Van Gelical threw the massive switch as an avalanche of thunder shook the castle.

The figure began to tremble.

“Doctor,” shouted Igor. “It is moving! It is moving!”

“Yes, yes, my creation lives!”

The thing called “CHRISTIANSTEIN” sat up slowly. After a few more tremors and shakes.. stiffly it climbed from the table and stood to its full height.

“Oh, my creation…..Speak to me, speak to me!”

The figure looked down at the doctor and frowned. Finally it began to speak in a low and hostile growl: “If I speak in the language of angels but have not love…”

“LOVE?” asked the doctor, examining in his list once again. “Whats love got to do with it?”

Slowly the creature lifted his hands towards the doctor who was still consulting his list.

“If I have the gift of prophecy and can understand all mysteries and all knowledge and if I have faith that can move mountains and have not love….”

“LOVE? Igor, what is he talking about?”

“I, I don’t know master!” Igor hid himself under the table.

“If I give all my possessions to the poor and give my body to the flames to be burned and have not love…” Suddenly the figure, growling, picked up the doctor by his coat. “I gain nothing!”

“Nothing?” said the doctor.

“Aaarrggghhh!” the creature bellowed, throwing the doctor to the ground and reaching for his throat.

“Igor you fool! I knew that we forgot something! And such a small thing!”  The doctor fled for his life with the creature CHRISTIANSTEIN in hot pursuit.

A few minutes passed before Igor finally had enough courage to come out from under the table. Finally, looking one direction then another, he whispered: “I, I think we have created a monster!”

by Ray Navarro

 

Blessings,

Pastor

 

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Inspirational Christmas Quotes

20 Thursday Dec 2012

Posted by eisakouo in Christmas

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anniversaries, C.S. Lewis, Cameron, Christmas burden, Christmas in the heart, Christmas is a state of mind, delight, glory to God in the Highest, King sized bed, Love, Luke 2:10-12, Mary Ellen Chase, only one Christmas, the best Christmas quotes, the magic of Christmas, the Son of God

 

Christmas a burden Christmas in the heart Christmas state of mind Christmas-Sayings glorytogod King Size Bed Luke 2 only one Christmas the Son of God

 

 

I hope each of you finds life most precious gift… Jesus Christ.  

Merry Christmas.  

Pastor

 

 

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You Might Be Great Servant… #2 If You Are An Intimate Friend of the Groom

17 Monday Sep 2012

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I want to continue a blog thought I started a few days ago on what it means to be a great servant of the Lord. John the Baptist was considered to be the greatest servant of God in history. Jesus said of him, “Among those born of women there has not risen anyone greater than John the Baptist.” John said about himself, “I am not worthy to even untie Jesus’ sandals.” Did John know anything different about the Lord than we do today? I don’t think so!

Here is the question you need to ask yourself… Could you personally be Jesus’ best man? Even if you are a “lady“, I still want you to ask yourself this question. This is how John saw himself and his ministry. He saw himself as an intimate friend of the groom. Listen to his own description…

I am not the Christ but am sent ahead of him.’ The bride belongs to the bridegroom. The friend who attends the bridegroom waits and listens for him, and is full of joy when he hears the bridegroom’s voice. That joy is mine, and it is now complete. John 3:28-29

John could have talked about being Jesus’ cousin through Mary, or about how he was the last prophet of the Old Testament. Instead, he used a word picture which emphasized a position of service.  John saw himself as Jesus’ “best man.”

The “friend of the groom” played an important role in the first century Jewish wedding ceremony. The best man negotiated on behalf of the perspective groom and his future father-in-law. Contractually the best man served as mediator. In other words, he was someone who looked out for the groom’s best interests! John saw himself in this position. He was looking out for Jesus’ best interests.

An ironic event happened to the best man on the way to the altar. The “best” man must become the “least” man at the wedding ceremony. Once his job was complete, he willingly and graciously faded from the scene. If he did his job correctly and the couple were wedded, then he was truly the best man for the job. He had a prominent place and a very important job, but he was not center of attention.

So when John’s disciples brought him news that Jesus’ ministry was succeeding his and his was fading, it didn’t cause him to fall into a major depressive episode. This wasn’t bad news, but good news. His job as best man was a success. No one else may know or understand. John was now to take a subservient position to Jesus. John was a success prior and now afterward. By the way, sometimes choosing to allow your ministry to fade, which results in your head being chopped off, is not the ideal ministry end.

A little country boy was fishing with a makeshift pole, but he was catching fish! All this didn’t go unnoticed by a city dweller sitting close by him. This city fellow had the finest fishing tackle, but was having no success at all. He decided to ask the country boy about his success. The boy replied, “The secret of it all is that I keep myself out of sight.”

John understood this principle. When it came time for him to fade away, he did so with grace. He didn’t need the limelight to be successful. I think we struggle with our position in the Lord sometimes because we forget our first calling… to be a “friend of the groom.” The word here for “friend” is the same word for “brotherly love.” This is what motivates great servants to service Jesus — a genuine, loving, and intimate relationship with the Lord. If you need some motivation to serve Jesus with a genuine heart, return once again to your first love.

Blessings,

Pastor

 

 

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Friends

18 Saturday Aug 2012

Posted by eisakouo in Quotes

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Be sure to let your closest friends know you love and appreciate them today!

Iron sharpens iron, so one man sharpens another. Proverbs 27:17

Blessings,

Pastor

 

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A Teacher’s Prayer

05 Sunday Aug 2012

Posted by eisakouo in Illustrations/Cartoons/Etc.

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School is about to begin again for the 2012-13 school year.  Wow, how time flies.  Below is a teachers prayer.  Pray for the teachers in your life and pass it along as a word of encouragement as well.

 

Blessings,

Pastor

 

 

 

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Just enough………

28 Saturday Jul 2012

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Christian quotes, hate, inspirational quotes, Jonathan Swift, Love, religion

 

 

Blessings,

Pastor

 

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Life Is Too Short!

21 Saturday Jul 2012

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believe, Christian quotes, forgive, God, inspirational quotes, kiss, life is too short, life is worth it, Love, promise, second chance

 

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Ten Inspirational Faith and Life Quotes

26 Saturday Nov 2011

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I thought I would pass along some quotes to help you recover from the Thanksgiving Holiday.

Pastor

…. If you like these quotes you also might like these other posts on “faith”

http://wp.me/p1GmG0-6o

http://wp.me/p1GmG0-dR

https://eisakouo.wordpress.com/2012/03/24/journey-of-faith-picture-quotes/

 

Blessings,

Pastor

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What Real Obedience Can Look Like!

12 Wednesday Oct 2011

Posted by eisakouo in Receiving Revelation

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      I have spent a lot of time in the past few blogs discussing the importance of hearing God speak and walking in obedience to the spoken word.  I haven’t been able to work in many illustrations.  Below is a story from Beth Moore’s life back in 2005.  It is a alittle long, but well, well worth the read.  In fact…it’s a must read.  Did I sell it?  Please take some time to digest her story. 

Blessings,

Pastor

Beth Moore at the Airport : The Hairbrush Story

At the Airport in Knoxville on  April 20, 2005,
      Waiting to board the plane, I had the Bible on my lap and was very intent upon what I was doing.  I’d had a marvelous morning with the Lord.  I say that because I want to tell you it is a scary thing to have the Spirit of God really working in you.  You could end up doing some things you never would have done otherwise.  Life in the Spirit can be dangerous for a thousand reasons not the least of which is your ego. I tried to keep from staring, but he was such a strange sight.  Humped over in a wheelchair, he was skin and bones, dressed in clothes that obviously fit when he was at least twenty pounds heavier.  His knees protruded from his trousers, and his shoulders looked like the coat hanger was still  in his shirt.  His hands looked like tangled masses of veins and bones.  The strangest part of him was his hair and nails.  Stringy gray hair hung well over his shoulders and down part of his back.  His fingernails were long, clean but strangely out of place on an old man.
 

      I looked down at my Bible as fast as I could, discomfort burning my face.  As I tried to imagine what his story might havebeen, I found myself  wondering if I’d just had a Howard Hughes moment. Then, I remembered that he was dead.  So this man in the airport…an impersonator maybe?  Was a camera on us somewhere? There I sat, trying to concentrate on the Word to keep from being concerned about a thin slice of humanity served on a wheelchair only a few seats from me.  All the while my heart was growing more and more overwhelmed with a feeling for him. Let’s admit it.  Curiosity is a heap more comfortable than true concern,  and suddenly I was awash with aching emotion for this bizarre-looking old man.

      I had walked with God long enough to see the handwriting on the wall. I’ve learned that when I begin to feel what God feels, something so contrary to my natural feelings, something dramatic is bound to happen.  And it may be embarrassing.  I immediately began to resist because I could feel God working on my spirit and I started arguing with God in my mind. “Oh, no, God, please, no.”  I looked up at the ceiling as if I could stare straight through it into heaven and said, “Don’t make me witness to this man.  Not right here and now.  Please.  I’ll do anything.  Put me on the same plane, but don’t make me get up here and witness to this man in front of this gawking audience.  Please, Lord!”

      There I sat in the blue vinyl chair begging His Highness, “Please don’t make me witness to this man.  Not now.  I’ll do it on the plane.” Then I heard it…  “I don’t want you to witness to him.  I want you to brush his hair.”  The words were so clear, my heart leapt into my throat, and my thoughts spun  like a top.  Do I witness to the man or brush his hair?  No-brainer. I looked straight back up at the ceiling and said, “God, as I live and breathe, I want you to know I am ready to witness to this man.  I’m on this Lord.  I’m you’re girl!  You’ve never seen a woman witness to a man faster in your life.  What difference does it make if his hair is a mess if  he is not redeemed?  I am on him.  I am going to witness to this man.” Again as clearly as I’ve ever heard an audible word, God seemed to write this statement across the wall of my mind.  “That is not what I said,  Beth. I don’t want you to witness to him.  I want you to go brush his hair.” I looked up at God and quipped, “I don’t have a  hairbrush.  It’s in my suitcase on the plane.  How am I supposed to brush his hair without a  hairbrush?” God was so insistent that I almost involuntarily began to walk toward him as these thoughts came to me from God’s word:  “I will thoroughly furnish you unto all good works.” (2 Timothy 3:17)  I stumbled over to the wheelchair thinking I could use one myself.

     Even as I retell this story my pulse quickens and I feel those same butterflies. I knelt down in front of the man and asked as demurely as possible,” Sir, may I have the pleasure of brushing your hair?” He looked back at me and said, “What did you say?”
      “May I have the pleasure of brushing your hair?”  To which he responded in volume ten, “Little lady, if you expect me to hear you, you’re going to have to talk louder than that.”  At this point, I took a deep breath and  blurted out, “SIR, MAY I HAVE THE PLEASURE OF BRUSHING YOUR HAIR?” At which point every eye in the place darted right at me.  I was the only thing in the room looking more peculiar than old Mr. Longlocks.  Face crimson and forehead breaking out in a sweat, I watched him look up at me with absolute shock on his face, and say, “If you really want to.” Are you kidding?  Of course I didn’t want to.  But God didn’t seem interested in my personal preference right about then.  He pressed on  my heart until I could utter the words, “Yes, sir, I would be pleased. But I have one little problem.  I don’t have a hairbrush.”  “I have one in my bag,” he responded.  I went around to the back of that wheelchair, and I got on my hands and knees and unzipped the stranger’s old carry-on, hardly believing what I was doing.  I stood up and started  brushing the old man’s hair.  It was perfectly clean, but it was tangled and matted.  I don’t do many things well, but I must admit I’ve had notable experience untangling knotted hair mothering two little girls. Like I’d done with either Amanda or Melissa in such a condition, I began brushing at the very bottom of the strands, remembering to take my time not to pull. 

      A miraculous thing happened to me as I started brushing that old man’s hair.  Everybody else in the room disappeared.  There was no one alive for those moments except that old man and me. I brushed and I brushed and I brushed until every tangle was out of that hair. I know this sounds so strange, but I’ve never felt that kind of love for another soul in my entire life.  I believe with all my heart, I – for that few minutes – felt a portion of the very love of God.  That He had overtaken my heart for a little while like someone renting a room and making Himself at home for a short while.  The emotions were so strong and so pure that I knew they had to be God’s.

      His hair was finally as soft and smooth as an infant’s.  I slipped the brush back in the bag, went around the chair to face him.  I got back down on my knees, put my hands on his knees, and said, “Sir, do you know my Jesus?” He said, “Yes, I do.”  Well, that figures, I thought.  He explained,  “I’ve known Him since I married my bride.  She wouldn’t marry me until I got to know the Savior.”  He said, “You see, the problem is, I haven’t seen my bride in months.  I’ve had open-heart surgery, and she’s been too ill to come see me.  I was sitting here thinking to myself, what a mess I must be for my bride.” 

       Only God knows how often He allows us to be part of a divine moment when we’re completely unaware of the significance.  This, on the other hand, was one of those rare encounters when I knew God had intervened in details only He could have known.  It was a God moment, and I’ll never forget it. Our time came to board, and we were not on the same plane.  I was deeply ashamed of how I’d acted earlier and would have been so proud to have accompanied him on that aircraft. I still had a few minutes, and as I gathered my things to board, the airline hostess returned from the corridor, tears streaming down her cheeks. She said, “That old man’s sitting on the plane, sobbing.  Why did you do that? What made you do that?” I said, “Do you know Jesus?  He can be the bossiest thing!”  And we got to share. 

      I learned something about God that day.  He knows if you’re exhausted because you’re hungry, you’re serving in the wrong place or it is time to move on, but you feel too responsible to budge.  He knows if  you’re hurting or feeling rejected.  He knows if you’re sick or drowning under a wave of temptation.  Or He knows if you just need your hair brushed.  He sees you as an individual.  Tell Him your need! I got on my own flight, sobs choking my throat, wondering how many opportunities just like that one had I missed along the way… all because I didn’t want people to think I was strange.  God didn’t send me to that old man.  He sent that old man to me.

John 1:14  “The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us.  We have seen his glory, the glory of the One and Only, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.” Life shouldn’t be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving  safely in a pretty and well-preserved body, but rather, to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly shouting, “Wow! What a ride!  Thank You, Lord!”

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