1. Thoughts Have Great Power
2. A Young Boys Dream
3. A Young Fish
4. The Maze Of Life
5. My Drug Problem
6.This Will Give You Chills
7.Are you a Christian POW or AWOL?
8.The Story of Soul
11.The Helpful Alligator
12.A Fiery Sermon
Thoughts Have Great Power
Thoughts have great power, they are like seeds you plant in your mind. The more you hold onto a particular thought, the more power you invest in it. Positive thoughts give us energy and strength. Negative thoughts rob us of power and make us feel tired and strained. We are by nature positive. Negativity is the result of faulty thinking. You can change if you want to. You can’t control other people, situations, or circumstances; but you can control what is going on inside you. It takes time to change and transform those old patterns of thinking.
Romans 12:2 And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God.
A Young Boys Dream
In Phoenix, Arizona , a 26 year-old mother stared down at her 6 year-old son, who was dying of terminal leukemia. Although her heart was filled with sadness, She also had a strong feeling of determination. Like any parent, she wanted her son to grow up & fulfill all his dreams. Now, that was no longer possible The leukemia would see to that. But she still wanted her son’s dream to come true. She took her son’s hand and asked, ‘Billy, did you ever think about What you wanted to be once you grew up? Did you ever dream and wish what you would do with your life?’ Mommy, ‘I always wanted to be a fireman when I grew up.’ Mom smiled back and said, ‘Let’s see if we can make your wish come true. Later that day she went to her local fire Department in Phoenix, Arizona, where she met Fireman Bob, who had a heart as big as Phoenix ! She explained her son’s final wish and asked if it might be possible to give her 6 year-old son a ride around the block on a fire engine. Fireman Bob said,Look, we can do better than that. If you’ll have your son ready at seven o’clock Wednesday morning, we’ll make him an honorary fireman for the whole day. He can come down to the fire station, eat with us, go out on all the fire calls, the whole nine yards! And if you’ll give us his sizes, we’ll get a real fire uniform for him, with a real fire hat – not a toy — one-with the emblem of the Phoenix Fire Department on it, a yellow slicker like we wear and rubber boots.’ ‘They’re all manufactured right here in Phoenix, so we can get them fast. Three days later Fireman Bob picked up Billy, dressed him in his uniform and escorted him from his hospital bed to the waiting hook and ladder truck. Billy got to sit on the back of the truck and help steer it back to the fire station. He was in heaven. There were three fire calls in Phoenix that day and Billy got to go out on all three calls. He rode in the different fire engines, the Paramedic’s’ van, And even the fire chief’s car. He was also videotaped for the Local news program. Having his dream come true, with all the love and attention that was lavished upon hi, so deeply touched Billy, that he lived three months longer than any doctor thought possible.One night all of his vital signs began to drop dramatically and the head nurse, who believed in the hospice concept – that no one should die alone -began to call the family members to the hospital. Then she remembered the day Billy had spent as a Fireman, so she called the Fire Chief and asked if it would be possible to send a fireman in uniform to the hospital to be with Billy as he made his transition. The chief replied, ‘We can do better than that. We’ll be there in five minutes. Will you please do me a favor? When you hear the sirens screaming and see the lights flashing, will you announce over the PA system that there is not a fire?’ It’s the department coming to see one of its finest members one more time. And will you open the window to his room?’ About five minutes later a hook and ladder truck arrived at the hospital and extended its ladder up to Billy’s third floor open window- 16 fire-fighters climbed up the ladder into Billy’s room. With his mother’s permission, they hugged him and held him and told him how much they LOVED him. With his dying breath, Billy looked up at the fire chief and said, ‘Chief, am I really a fireman now?’tBilly, you are, and the Head Chief, Jesus, is holding your hand,’ the chief said. With those words, Billy smiled and said, ‘I know, He’s been holding my hand all day, and The angels have been singing.’ He closed his eyes one last time. I want to be a Firemen In Phoenix, Arizona , a 26 year-old mother stared down at her 6 year-old son, who was dying of terminal leukemia. Although her heart was filled with sadness, She also had a strong feeling of determination. Like any parent, she wanted her son to grow up & fulfill all his dreams. Now, that was no longer possible The leukemia would see to that. But she still wanted her son’s dream to come true. She took her son’s hand and asked, ‘Billy, did you ever think about What you wanted to be once you grew up? Did you ever dream and wish what you would do with your life?’ Mommy, ‘I always wanted to be a fireman when I grew up.’ Mom smiled back and said, ‘Let’s see if we can make your wish come true. Later that day she went to her local fire Department in Phoenix, Arizona, where she met Fireman Bob, who had a heart as big as Phoenix ! She explained her son’s final wish and asked if it might be possible to give her 6 year-old son a ride around the block on a fire engine. Fireman Bob said,Look, we can do better than that. If you’ll have your son ready at seven o’clock Wednesday morning, we’ll make him an honorary fireman for the whole day. He can come down to the fire station, eat with us, go out on all the fire calls, the whole nine yards! And if you’ll give us his sizes, we’ll get a real fire uniform for him, with a real fire hat – not a toy — one-with the emblem of the Phoenix Fire Department on it, a yellow slicker like we wear and rubber boots.’ ‘They’re all manufactured right here in Phoenix, so we can get them fast. Three days later Fireman Bob picked up Billy, dressed him in his uniform and escorted him from his hospital bed to the waiting hook and ladder truck. Billy got to sit on the back of the truck and help steer it back to the fire station. He was in heaven. There were three fire calls in Phoenix that day and Billy got to go out on all three calls. He rode in the different fire engines, the Paramedic’s’ van, And even the fire chief’s car. He was also videotaped for the Local news program. Having his dream come true, with all the love and attention that was lavished upon hi, so deeply touched Billy, that he lived three months longer than any doctor thought possible. One night all of his vital signs began to drop dramatically and the head nurse, who believed in the hospice concept – that no one should die alone -began to call the family members to the hospital. Then she remembered the day Billy had spent as a Fireman, so she called the Fire Chief and asked if it would be possible to send a fireman in uniform to the hospital to be with Billy as he made his transition. The chief replied, ‘We can do better than that. We’ll be there in five minutes. Will you please do me a favor? When you hear the sirens screaming and see the lights flashing, will you announce over the PA system that there is not a fire?’ It’s the department coming to see one of its finest members one more time. And will you open the window to his room?’ About five minutes later a hook and ladder truck arrived at the hospital and extended its ladder up to Billy’s third floor open window- 16 fire-fighters climbed up the ladder into Billy’s room. With his mother’s permission, they hugged him and held him and told him how much they LOVED him. With his dying breath, Billy looked up at the fire chief and said, ‘Chief, am I really a fireman now?’ Billy, you are, and the Head Chief, Jesus, is holding your hand,’ the chief said. With those words, Billy smiled and said, ‘I know, He’s been holding my hand all day, and The angels have been singing.’ He closed his eyes one last time.
Does God Still Speak To People?
A young man had been to Wednesday night Bible Study. The Pastor had shared about listening to God and obeying the Lord’s voice. 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 different ones 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. I will do my best to obey.” As he drove down the main street of his town, he had the strangest 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 about Samuel and how he didn’t recognize the voice of God, and how little Samuel ran to Eli. “Okay, God, in case that is you, I will buy the milk.” It didn’t seem like too hard a test of obedience. He could always use the milk. He stopped and purchased the gallon of milk and started off toward home. As he passed Seventh street, he again felt the urge, “Turn down that street.” This is crazy he thought and drove on pass the intersection. Again, he felt that he should turn down seventh street. At the next intersection, he turned back and headed down Seventh. Half jokingly, he said out loud, “Okay, God, I will”. He drove several blocks, when suddenly, he felt like he should stop. He pulled over to the curb and looked around. He was in a 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 either gone or they were already asleep. He started to open the door and then sat back in the car seat. “Lord, this is insane. Those people are asleep and if I wake them up, they are going to be mad and I will look stupid. “Again, he felt like he should go and give the milk. Finally, he opened the door, “Okay God, if this is you, I will go to the door and I will give them the milk. If you want me to look like a crazy person, okay. I want to be obedient. I guess that will count for something 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 young man could get away. The man was standing there in his jeans and t-shirt. He looked like he just got out of bed. He had a strange look on his face and he didn’t seem to happy to have some stranger standing on his door step. “What is it?” The young man thrust out the gallon of milk, “Here, I brought this to you.” 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 toward the kitchen. The man was following her holding a baby. The baby was crying. The man had tears streaming down his face. The man began speaking and half crying, “We were just praying. We had some big bills this month and we ran out of money. We didn’t have any milk for our 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…Are you an Angel?” The young man reached into his wallet and pulled out all the money he had on him and put in the man’s hand. He turned and walked back toward his car and the tears were streaming down his face. He knew that God still answers prayers and that God still speaks to His people.
A Young Fish Finds That Sin Comes With A High Price!
Finney swam slowly past the enticing morsel dangling just inches away; he could almost taste the scrumptious delicacy. The young fish wanted to gobble up the worm, but all the warnings that were drilled into his head, by the older fish in the school kept him from doing so. Finney had his doubts about the advice the older fish continued to give him; he did not see how something so delicious could be dangerous. The older fish probably told the younger fish those horror stories so there would not be as much competition for the food. Were the stories true, Finney decided that he would have to find out for himself? He turned and swam back to the worm. He did not see any steel or sharp barbed hooks; all he saw was the worm. He opened his mouth wide and then felt a dull thud in his side. Finney’s Uncle had rammed into him and pushed him away from the worm. “What in the deep blue waters is wrong with you!” demanded Uncle Corky. “Do you think we warn you about the hook just for the fun of it?” Finney stammered, “I don’t know, sometimes I wonder if the stories are true.” Uncle Corky closed his eyes and said with a broken voice “Follow me; it is time you see what the hook can do.” Finney followed his uncle to the shallows, which were close to the shoreline. Before them were countless fish, many of which were swimming on their sides, barely alive. Others had gaping rips in their jaws and were unable to eat. It was a brutal site, one that Finney would not soon forget. Just then, a bird swooped down and scooped up one of the fish that had been swimming on its side. Uncle Corky explained that the hook had caused all this carnage. You see the stories are true, I wish you would have believed without being brought to the shallows. Even as they swam away, Finney recalled the stories that some clever fish were able to take the worm without being hooked. A prideful thought entered his mind; maybe these broken fish had not been as smart or as fast as he was. Day after day Finney continued to see enticing morsels floating in the water, they came in all kinds of shapes and colors. Finney would swim closer and closer to the b it, slowing down with each pass he took. One fateful day the temptation got the better of Finney and he swallowed the bait. Why it wasn’t tasty at all, but tasted like plastic! Before Finney could spit out the bait, he felt a sharp pain in his jaw and was being pulled through the water. The young fish put up a good fight but his strength was gone, he knew that he had lost the fight for another day. Boys and girls, Satan tries to tempt us to sin each day. The devil wants to drag us away from God. Satan never grows weary of putting new types of bait or temptation before us. Satan doesn’t care what he uses or abuses for bait, he is the father of lies and wants to destroy those whom God loves. Put on the full armor of God so that you can resist the devil and all his schemes.
Genesis 3:1-5 Now the serpent was more subtil than any beast of the field which the LORD God had made. And he said unto the woman, Yea, hath God said, Ye shall not eat of every tree of the garden? 2 And the woman said unto the serpent, We may eat of the fruit of the trees of the garden: 3 But of the fruit of the tree which is in the midst of the garden, God hath said, Ye shall not eat of it, neither shall ye touch it, lest ye die. 4 And the serpent said unto the woman, Ye shall not surely die: 5 For God doth know that in the day ye eat thereof, then your eyes shall be opened, and ye shall be as gods, knowing good and evil.
The Maze Of Life
Have you ever tried to do a maze puzzle? It’s one of those puzzles where you go in one end and try to find the way out. You go one way, only to find a dead end, so you try another, sometimes backtracking in an effort find the correct route. There’s only one way through the maze, and you have to try every option available. Well, here you are, in this “maze” of life, seeking the source of true contentment and happiness. You’ve already tried other routes, all of which ended with disappointment and a dead end. “Another route,” you say to yourself, “I’ll try another way!” The way of material things – “If I can only buy that new car, dress, suit, boat, etc., then I’ll be satisfied.” And so you did, but only to find another dead end. Other routes? Yes, you’ve tried them all; the route of new job, new town, new friends, new hobby, new entertainment, new this, and new that. You even went so far as to try the route of “church” or “religion,” but that didn’t work either. The maze of life – there’s only one route or path through it that leads to contentment and happiness. Want to know what it is, the solution to the maze? OK, here it is: Restlessness is the root cause of not being content and happy, and people are restless because they are not at peace with themselves nor with God. When people are at peace with God, they’ll be at peace with themselves and with one another. They will have the contentment and happiness that eludes them. So, then, if you want to have true contentment and happiness, you have to have peace with God. Here’s why. All of us are born with a sinful nature that we inherited from Adam and Eve.
Genesis 3; Romans 5:12 Wherefore, as by one man sin entered into the world, and death by sin; and so death passed upon all men, for that all have sinned:
It is because of that sin nature that we commit the acts of sin.
Romans 3:23 For all have sinned, and come short of the glory of God;
Galatians 3:22 But the scripture hath concluded all under sin, that the promise by faith of Jesus Christ might be given to them that believe.
Romans 3:10-12 As it is written, There is none righteous, no, not one: 11 There is none that understandeth, there is none that seeketh after God. 12 They are all gone out of the way, they are together become unprofitable; there is none that doeth good, no, not one.
Our sins have separated us from God.
Isaiah 59:2 But your iniquities have separated between you and your God, and your sins have hid his face from you, that he will not hear.
The only remedy for this situation is to be found in the cross – the work of Jesus Christ. Like the maze, there is only one way, and Jesus Christ is it: “Jesus saith …, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.” John 14:6
Jesus Christ is God the Son.
I John 10:30 I and my Father are one.
John 20:28 And Thomas answered and said unto him, My Lord and my God. Jesus paid our sin debt when He shed His blood and died on the cross of Calvary. 1 Peter 2:24 Who his own self bare our sins in his own body on the tree, that we, being dead to sins, should live unto righteousness: by whose stripes ye were healed. 1 John 3:5 And ye know that he was manifested to take away our sins; and in him is no sin.
1 Peter 1:19 But with the precious blood of Christ, as of a lamb without blemish and without spot:
The punishment that we deserved was laid on Him, our sin-substitute. This very same Jesus, having died on our behalf, was bodily raised by the power of God three days later for our justification.
Romans 4:25 Who was delivered for our offences, and was raised again for our justification.
1 Corinthians 15:4 And that he was buried, and that he rose again the third day according to the scriptures:
1 Peter 1:3 Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, which according to his abundant mercy hath begotten us again unto a lively hope by the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead,
Today, as you read these lines, He is in Heaven at the right hand of God the Father interceding on our behalf.
Hebrews 10:12 But this man, after he had offered one sacrifice for sins for ever, sat down on the right hand of God;
Hebrews 7:25 Wherefore he is able also to save them to the uttermost that come unto God by him, seeing he ever liveth to make intercession for them.
Jesus Christ has done all that He could possibly do for us – now it’s up to each individual to accept or reject Him. To reject Him means eternal damnation in hell. To receive Him means not only the forgiveness of sin and eternity in Heaven with Him; but also the peace, contentment, and happiness that so many look for but never find. Salvation is a free gift, but to have it, you must repent of your sin, seek God’s forgiveness, and by faith alone in His sacrifice at the cross, receive Him as your personal Saviour. Will you do that right now? See yourself as a lost sinner, pray and ask God to forgive you, to come into your heart, and save you. He’s never rejected anyone.
John 6:37 All that the Father giveth me shall come to me; and him that cometh to me I will in no wise cast out.
Those who do believe on Him are assured of their salvation.
1 John 5:13 These things have I written unto you that believe on the name of the Son of God; that ye may know that ye have eternal life, and that ye may believe on the name of the Son of God.
John 14:27 Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.
Seek out a good, independent, fundamental, Baptist, Bible believing and preaching church. Attend it regularly. This will help you grow as a Christian.
My Drug Problem
It’s not easy owning up to this. I am very reluctant to expose a problem that started in my childhood, but if confession is good for the soul, maybe I’ll feel better. I can’t really say when my problem started because it seems it’s always been with me. When I was less than a year old my father walked out on my mother, leaving her with four children. Dad and his live-in-lover ate well. We didn’t. Maybe the poverty had something to do with it. The thing I remember is, that being poor was very inexpensive, but it had drawbacks. We couldn’t even afford electricity. I was the only one on our block who had a kerosene stereo. Another thing about those hated times is mother couldn’t buy Spock’s book on child raising and I couldn’t hire an attorney to sue for separation, so we did with what we had and used the Holy Bible as a guide. That’s very likely where the drug problem started. As a child, I was drug to Sunday School, drug to Sunday evening service, and drug to Wednesday evening Bible study. And when we had revival meetings, my cruel mother drug me to church nightly. I will always believe my life is forever marked by a childhood incident at the grocery store. I gave into temptation and stole a handful of candy only to have my sin revealed. I felt like a dope when mother drug me to the owner of the store, I acknowledged my wrongdoing and paid for my sin. I can’t remember the entire episode, or the speech that followed, but it seems like she said something about values and respecting what other people owned. She said, “The Bible says, “Thou shalt not steal.’ If you want things, learn to work for them. Don’t steal from someone else.” With that I was saddled with yet another lifetime burden: a work ethic. I really should mention how my ego suffered irreparable damage by not having my way all the time. Numerous times I was drug to the woodshed for an attitude adjustment. The altering instrument was from a cottonwood tree in the backyard bereft of its lower limbs. Actually, I really shouldn’t be reluctant to talk about such drug problems because they’ve spared me heartache throughout all of my adult life. They’ve shaped my values and given me a sense of responsibility. Instead of being desensitized, I’ve learned respect for others and myself. And though I am not so vain as to make a claim of moral perfection, I will always be grateful for the good influences of the drugs. Traces of them are still in my veins.
This Will Give You Chills!
AFTER A FEW OF THE USUAL SUNDAY EVENING HYMNS, THE CHURCH’S PASTOR SLOWLY STOOD UP, WALKED OVER TO THE PULPIT AND, BEFORE HE GAVE HIS SERMON FOR THE EVENING, HE BRIEFLY INTRODUCED A GUEST MINISTER WHO WAS IN THE SERVICE THAT EVENING. IN THE INTRODUCTION, THE PASTOR TOLD THE CONGREGATION THAT THE GUEST MINISTER WAS ONE OF HIS DEAREST CHILDHOOD FRIENDS AND THAT HE WANTED HIM TO HAVE A FEW MOMENTS TO GREET THE CHURCH AND SHARE WHATEVER HE FELT WOULD BE APPROPRIATE FOR THE SERVICE. WITH THAT, AN ELDERLY MAN STEPPED UP TO THE PULPIT AND BEGAN TO SPEAK. ’A FATHER, HIS SON, AND A FRIEND OF HIS SON WERE SAILING OFF THE PACIFIC COAST,’ HE BEGAN. WHEN A FAST APPROACHING STORM BLOCKED ANY ATTEMPT TO GET BACK TO THE SHORE. THE WAVES WERE SO HIGH, THAT EVEN THOUGH THE FATHER WAS AN EXPERIENCED SAILOR, HE COULD NOT KEEP THE BOAT UPRIGHT AND THE THREE WERE SWEPT INTO THE OCEAN AS THE BOAT CAPSIZED.’ THE OLD MAN HESITATED FOR A MOMENT, MAKING EYE CONTACT WITH TW TEENAGERS WHO WERE, FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE THE SERVICE BEGAN, LOOKING SOMEWHAT INTERESTED IN HIS STORY. THE AGED MINISTER CONTINUED WITH HIS STORY, ’GRABBING A RESCUE LINE, THE FATHER HAD TO MAKE THE MOST EXCRUCIATING DECISION OF HIS LIFE: TO WHICH BOY WOULD HE THROW THE OTHER END OF THE LIFE LINE. ’HE ONLY HAD SECONDS TO MAKE THE DECISION. ’THE FATHER KNEW THAT HIS SON WAS A CHRISTIAN AND HE, ALSO, KNEW THAT HIS SON’S FRIEND WAS NOT. THE AGONY OF HIS DECISION COULD NOT BE MATCHED BY THE TORRENT OF WAVES. AS THE FATHER YELLED OUT, ‘I LOVE YOU, SON!’ HE THREW OUT THE LIFE LINE TO HIS SON’S FRIEND. ’BY THE TIME THE FATHER HAD PULLED THE FRIEND BACK TO TE CAPSIZED BOAT, HIS SON HAD DISAPPEARED BENEATH THE RAGING SWELLS INTO THE BLACK OF NIGHT. HIS BODY WAS NEVER RECOVERED.’ BY THIS TIME, THE TWO TEENAGERS WERE SITTING UP STRAIGHT IN THE PEW, ANXIOUSLY WAITING FOR THE NEXT WORDS TO COME OUT OF THE OLD MINISTER’S MOUTH. ’THE FATHER,’ HE CONTINUED, ‘KNEW HIS SON WOULD STEP INTO ETERNITY WITH JESUS AND HE COULD NOT BEAR THE THOUGHT OF HIS SON’S FRIEND STEPPING INTO AN ETERNITY WITHOUT JESUS… THEREFORE, HE SACRIFICED HIS SON TO SAVE THE SON’S FRIEND ’HOW GREAT IS THE LOVE OF GOD THAT HE SHOULD DO THE SAME FOR US. OUR HEAVENLY FATHER SACRIFICED HIS ONLY BEGOTTEN SON THAT WE COULD BE SAVED. I URGE YOU TO ACCEPT HIS OFFER TO RESCUE YOU AND TAKE A HOLD OF THE LIFE LINE HE IS THROWING OUT TO YOU IN THIS SERVICE.’ WITH THAT, THE OLD MAN TURNED AND SAT BACK DOWN IN HIS CHAIR AS SILENCE FILLED THE ROOM. THE PASTOR AGAIN WALKED SLOWLY TO THE PULPIT AND DELIVERED A BRIEF SERMON WITH AN INVITATION AT THE END. HOWEVER, NO ONE RESPONDED TO THE APPEAL. WITHIN MINUTES AFTER THE SERVICE ENDED, THE TWO TEENAGERS WERE AT THE OLD MAN’S SIDE. ’THAT WAS A NICE STORY,’ POLITELY STATED ONE OF THEM,’BUT I DON’T THINK IT WAS VERY REALISTIC FOR A FATHER TO GIVE UP HIS ONLY SON’S LIFE IN HOPES THAT THE OTHER BOY WOULD BECOME A CHRISTIAN.’ ’WELL, YOU’VE GOT A POINT THERE,’ THE OLD MAN REPLIED, GLANCING DOWN AT HIS WORN BIBLE. A BIG SMILE BROADENED HIS NARROW FACE. HE ONCE AGAIN LOOKED UP AT THE BOYS AND SAID, ‘IT SURE ISN’T VERY REALISTIC, IS IT? BUT, I’M STANDING HERE TODAY TO TELL YOU THAT STORY GIVES ME A GLIMPSE OF WHAT IT MUST HAVE BEEN LIKE FOR GOD TO GIVE UP HIS SON FOR ME. YOU SEE… ’I WAS THAT FATHER AND YOUR PASTOR IS MY SON’S FRIEND.’
Are You A Christian POW or AWOL?
Well, your position and salvation in Christ is sure, but if the devil were to win this battle and take you as a POW, it could only to be due to your surrender to his forces. Never can the enemy claim victory over a child of God without us first willingly putting down our weapon, waving a little white flag and giving up the fight. It sounds insane for a person in a battle, holding a place on the winning side to just, all at once, give up and surrender to the enemy. But teenage Christians across our country are washing out and surrendering all the time. Most don’t make it to 20 before they quit on God and become a spiritual POW. How is the enemy so successful? Soldiers are asleep! They become AWOL in God’s armed forces! The TV replaces the Bible, the boyfriend replaces fellowship with good Christians, video games take the place of church attendance. In the real world, a soldier who is AWOL will get disciplined very harshly by his commander or captain. It’s never a pleasant experience. He loses rank, he forfeits pay and loses the respect of his peers who were busy in the fight while the traitor was AWOL. God gets no pleasure in having to deal with us like this. Be a faithful soldier. Keep your testimony as a faithful teen. Show up each week for training from the one true manual, God’s Word. When the doors are open, decide you are going to be there. Bring in the lost (visitors) and wounded and care for the fallen. Go back to the old prayer closet, praying to see friends and loved ones come to church and get saved. The soldiers who survive are the ones who get involved and stay in the fight! Now, you may not wear real camo, or carry an actual loaded weapon (I hope not!!), but you need to put on your battle gear which is the armor of God. And take up your sword which is the Word because a lost soul is out there counting on you to keep taking a stand and not wash out. Will you be one of the ones to quit on God before you reach 20? I want to challenge you today: stay in the battle and hear your Captain, King Jesus someday say to you, “Well done, thou good and faithful servant.”
The Story of Soul
There once was a man named Soul, who was walking in a garden. He was whistling a real sweet tune, for he was saved, had the joy of the Lord, but he was a baby Christian. As Soul was walking, a beautiful and seductive woman came out from behind a tree. Soul was very startled.
He said, “Hello, I’m Soul, what is your name?”
She replied, “I am Temptation, I have what you want.”
“What do I want?” replied Soul.
“You want to do all things which are of the flesh,” said Temptation.
Soul replied, “O.K., lead me.”
So he and Temptation went off and fulfilled the desires of the flesh. When Soul returned to the garden, he met a man named Condemnation.
Condemnation said, “Hey, I see you have met my friend, Temptation.”
Soul said, “Yes, who are you?”
“I am Condemnation, I come after Temptation, we work hand-in-hand.”
Then Condemnation jumped on Soul’s back and began to beat him. He hit him in the face and kicked him when he was down. This went on for several days. On about the third day a man named Mercy came running and said, “I command you, Condemnation, to stop beating Soul.”
Condemnation snickered, “Make me!”
So Mercy unsheathed his sword and cut Condemnation in two. As Soul watched in astonished pain, he was overtaken by the power of Mercy.
Mercy walked up to Soul and said, “I have dealt with Condemnation before. He should not show up around you anymore.”
Soul replied, “How can I ever thank you?”
“Well,” replied Mercy, “I was sent here by God, and He told me to introduce you to a dear friend of mine. His name is Redemption.”
Redemption walked up and said, “Hello Soul, I see that you are not doing well.”
Soul replied, “Not until Mercy came along. It is a pleasure to meet you
“Well,” said Redemption, “I am glad to meet you, are you ready to accept me?”
“What do you mean?” asked Soul.
Redemption said, “Well, when you accepted Jesus and decided to walk with Him, then you chose to accept the things of Him and His love. I am a part of Jesus’ love. I help you to know you are forgiven. You will never have to deal with Condemnation again. Temptation may come around, but I have someone I would like for you to meet that can help you with that. His name is Grace.”
Grace walked up to Soul and said, “Hello Soul, I have been waiting for you. As a matter of fact all three of us have been waiting to meet you. I will help you take the way out of Temptation that God gives you as it comes up. The last person we want you to meet is Faith.”
“Hi Soul, I am Faith, and I will help you stay
strong and keep your beliefs strong,” said Faith. Soul began to cry. When he began to cry Redemption said, “This is what we were here for. Jesus redeemed you, saved you by Grace, through Faith, and gives you his Mercy!
Jesus loves you, Soul!”
Soul replied, “I love you, Jesus!”
This Book contains the mind of God, the state of man, the way of salvation, the doom of sinners, and the happiness of believers.
Its doctrines are holy, its precepts are binding, its histories are true, and its decisions immutable.
Read it to be wise, believe it to be safe, and practice it to be holy.
It contains light to direct you, food to support you, and comfort to cheer you.
It is the traveler’s map, the pilgrim’s staff, the pilot’s compass, the soldier’s sword, and the Christian’s charter.
Christ is its subject, our good its design, and the glory of God its end.
It should fill the memory, rule the heart and guide the feet.
Read it slowly, frequently and prayerfully.
It is given to you in life, will be open in the judgement, and be remembered forever.
It involves the highest responsibility, rewards the greatest labor, and condemns all who trifle with its holy
A defendant was on trial for murder. There was strong evidence indicating guilt, but there was no corpse. In the defense’s closing statement, the lawyer, knowing that his client would probably be convicted, resorted to a trick. “Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, I have a surprise for you all,” the lawyer said as he looked at his watch. “Within one minute, the person presumed dead in this case will walk into this courtroom.” He looked toward the courtroom door. The jurors, somewhat stunned, all looked on eagerly. A minute passed. Nothing happened. Finally the lawyer said, “Actually, I made up the previous statement, but you all looked on with anticipation. I therefore put to you that you have a reasonable doubt in this case as to whether anyone was killed and insist that you return a verdict of not guilty.” The jury, clearly confused, retired to deliberate. A few minutes later, the jury returned and pronounced a verdict of guilty. “But how?” inquired the lawyer. “You must have had some doubt; I saw all of you stare at the door.” The jury foreman replied, “Oh, we looked, but your client didn’t.” There is doubt for many things in life, but one thing you may never have to doubt is going to heaven if you really want to know. 1 John 5:13 These things have I written unto you that believe on the name of the Son of God; that ye may know that ye have eternal life, and that ye may believe on the name of the Son of God. If you are not 100% sure, contact me, go to my web page, ask your preacher, but do not put it off this one thing.
The Helpful Alligator
Mr. Rabbit wanted to cross the river. But, of course, rabbits do not swim. So, Mr. Rabbit asked Mr. Frog if he would take him across the river. “I would be happy to,” said Mr. Frog, “but you are too heavy. I would sink and we both would drown.” So, Mr. Rabbit asked Mr. Fish to take him across the river. Mr. Fish said, “I’m a fish. I swim under water. If I were to take you across the river, you would drown.” About that time, Mr. Alligator swam up. “I’ll suppose I could take you across the river. I can swim on the top of the water, and I’m large enough to carry us both across.” “Yeah, but you’re an alligator,” replied Mr. Rabbit. “You’ll eat me.” “Oh, no!” exclaimed Mr. Alligator. “I won’t eat you. I’ve already had lunch today, and besides that I don’t particularly care for rabbit.” W ell. Alright,” decided Mr. Rabbit. So, Mr. Rabbit hopped on Mr. Alligator’s back. He decided to stay close to his tail, and away from him mouth – just in case. But, as they began to get farther and father out into the river, Mr. Alligator keep dropping his tail deeper and deeper.Eventually, Mr. Rabbit found himself sitting right over Mr. Alligator’s nose about half way across the river. “Why do you keep going deeper?” asked Mr. Rabbit. “So I could get you near my mouth where it would be easier to eat you,” replied the sly alligator. “But, I thought you said you weren’t going to eat me; that you had already eaten; and you didn’t like rabbit,” questioned the excited rabbit. “Yes,” said Mr. Alligator in his eerie sounding voice, “But, you knew what I was before you ever climbed on.” Isn’t that how Satan is with us. Like he did in the Garden (Genesis 3), he lies, tricks, and tempts us into thinking that we are alright playing with sin. Yet, before we realize it, we are right in the middle of it, and Satan is there to consume us. See how many catch this THE BIBLE SAYS, “Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil walks about like a roaring lion, seeking whom he may devour”1 Peter 5:8 1 Peter 5:8 KJV Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour: The right Bible
A member of a certain church, who previously had been attending services regularly, suddenly stopped coming to church. After a few weeks, the Pastor decided to visit. The Pastor found the man at home, sitting before a blazing fire. Guessing the reason for the Pastor’s visit, the man welcomed him, led him to a comfortable chair near the fireplace and waited. The pastor made himself at home but said nothing. In the grave silence, he contemplated the dance of the flames around the burning logs. After some minutes the Pastor took the fire tongs, carefully picked up a brightly burning ember and placed it to one side of the hearth all alone. Then he sat back in his chair, still silent. The host watched all this in quiet contemplation. As the lone ember’s flame flickered and diminished, there was a momentary glow and then its fire was no more. Soon it was cold and lifeless. The Pastor glanced at his watch and realized it was time to leave. He slowly stood up, picked up the cold, dead ember and placed it back in the middle of the fire. Immediately it began to glow, once more with the light and warmth of the burning coals around it. As the Pastor reached the door to leave, his host said with a tear running down his cheek, “Thank you so much for your fiery sermon. I shall be back in church next Sunday.” We live in a world today that tries to say too much with too little. Consequently, few listen! Sometimes the best sermons are the ones left unspoken. What silent message would God have you share with someone today?
Matthew 5:16 “Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.”