Archive | June 4, 2013

Closed Doors Lead To Open Doors

closed_door2

There are times in our lives,
We come to a closed door
It does not always mean that we
Have not heard from the Lord

It may only mean that God
Is changing how we get there,
To show to us a better way
That we were unaware

So don’t see this as an end
To the outworking of God’s will,
The thing that God has birthed in you,
He wants to see fulfilled

Just continue to trust in Him
And leave it in His hands,
He will work this whole thing out,
For it is what He has planned

And as we look back, we will see
How God had been our guide
And directed us along the path
Where doors stood open wide

So thank Him for these hard times,
The setbacks we go through,
For it is God who is leading us
To make our dreams come true.

Written by : M.S. Lowndes

Photo credit : positiveandencouraged.blogspot.com

When God says ” No ! “

 

when God says No

I asked God to take away my pride.
And God said “No”.
He said it was not for him to take away,
but for me to give it up

I asked God to make my handicapped child whole.
And God said “No”.
He said her spirit was whole,
her body was only temporary.

I asked God to grant me patience.
And God said “No”.
He said patience is a by-product of tribulations.
It isn’t granted, it is earned.

I asked God to give me happiness.
And God said “No”.
He said he gives me blessings,
happiness is up to me.

I asked God to spare me pain.
And God said “No”.
He said suffering draws you apart from worldly
cares and brings you closer to me.

I asked God to make my spirit grow.
And God said “No”.
He said I must grow on my own.
But he will prune me to make me fruitful.
I asked for all things that I might enjoy life.

And God said “No”.
He said I will give you life,
that you may enjoy all things.

I ask God to help me LOVE others,
as much as he loves me.
And God said, “Ah, finally you have the idea”.

Photo credit : inconvenenientwalk.blogspot.com

God and the Answering Machine


What if God had voice mail?
voice-mail-service I have learned to live with the answering machines
as a necessary part of modernization.
But I have often wondered
what if God decided to install voice mail?
Imagine praying and hearing this….

“Thank You for calling my fathers’ house
Please selects one of the following
four opinions…..

Press 1 for Requests
Press 2 for Thanksgiving
Press 3 for Complaints
Press 4 for all other inquiries”.

What if God used the familiar excuse?
“All angels are helping other customers right now.
Please stay online. Your call will be answered in the order it was received.”
Can you imagine getting these kinds of responds as you call on God in prayer?

“If you’d like to speak to Gabriel, Press 5;
If you’d like to speak to Michael, Press 6;
For any other angel, Press 7;
If you’d like King David to sing a psalm for you, Press 8;

To find out if your relative is here,
Enter his/her date of death and listen for the list that follows;
For reservations at my father’s house
Simply Press the letters J-O-H-N,
Followed by the numbers 3-1-6

For answers to nagging questions
About dinosaurs, the age of the earth,
And where Noah’s Ark is residing
Wait until you get here !

Our computers show that you have
called once today already.
Please hang up immediately
this office is closed for the weekend.
Please call again Monday”.

Thank God you can’t call him too often
You only need to ring once and God hears you,
Because of Jesus you never get a busy signal.
God takes each call and knows each caller personally.

Then shall thou call, and the Lord shall answer;
Thou shall cry, and he shall say, Here I am.
~Isaiah 58:9 KGV~

Photo source : http://www.rohitrohila.com

The Ant And The Contact Lens

ant-and-contact-lensBrenda was a young woman who was invited to go rock climbing. Although she was scared to death, she went with her group to a tremendous granite cliff.

In spite of her fear, she put on the gear, took a hold on the rope, and started up the face of that rock. Well, she got to a ledge where she could take a breather. As she was hanging on there, the safety rope snapped against Brenda’s eye and knocked out her contact lens. Well, here she is on a rock ledge, with hundreds of feet below her and hundreds of feet above her. Of course, she looked and looked and looked, hoping it had

landed on the ledge, but it just wasn’t there. Here she was, far from home, her sight now blurry. She was desperate and began to get upset, so she prayed to the Lord to help her to find it.

When she got to the top, a friend examined her eye and her clothing for the lens, but there was no contact lens to be found. She sat down, despondent, with the rest of the party, waiting for the rest of them to make it up the face of the cliff. She looked out across range after range of mountains, thinking of that Bible verse that says, “The eyes of the Lord run to and fro throughout the whole earth.” She thought, “Lord, You can see all these mountains. You know every stone and leaf, and You know exactly where my contact lens is. Please help me.”

Finally, they walked down the trail to the bottom. At the bottom there was a new party of climbers just starting up the face of the cliff. One of them shouted out, “Hey, you guys! Anybody lost a contact lens?” Well, that would be startling enough, but you know why the climber saw it? An ant was moving slowly across the face of the rock, carrying it.

          Brenda told me that her father is a cartoonist. When she told him the incredible story of the ant, the prayer, and the   contact lens, he drew a picture of an ant lugging that contact lens with the words, “Lord, I don’t know why You want me to carry this thing. I can’t eat it, and it’s awfully heavy. But if this is what You want me to do, I’ll carry it for You.”

I think it would probably do some of us good to occasionally say, “God, I don’t know why you want me to carry this load. I can see no good in it and it’s awfully heavy. But if you want me to carry it, I will.” God doesn’t call the qualified, He qualifies the called.

Photo credit : fellowshipofminds.wordpress.com

 

Hand of Hope

 

hand of hope 2

A picture began circulating in November. It should be “The Picture of the Year,” or perhaps, “Picture of the Decade.” It won’t be. In fact, unless you obtained a copy of the US paper which published it, you probably would never have seen it. The picture is that of a 21-week-old unborn baby named Samuel Alexander Armas, who is being operated on by a surgeon named Joseph Bruner. The baby was diagnosed with spina bifida and would not survive if removed from his mother’s womb. Little Samuel’s mother, Julie Armas, is an obstetrics nurse in Atlanta. She knew of Dr. Bruner’s remarkable surgical procedure. Practising at Vanderbilt University Medical Centre in Nashville, he performs these special operations while the baby is still in the womb.

During the procedure, the doctor removes the uterus via C-section and makes a small incision to operate on the baby. As Dr. Bruner completed the surgery on Samuel, the little guy reached his tiny, but fully developed hand through the incision and firmly grasped the surgeon’s finger. Dr. Bruner was reported as saying that when his finger was grasped, it was the most emotional moment of his life, and that for an instant during the procedure he was just frozen, totally immobile. The photograph captures this amazing event with perfect clarity. The editors titled the picture, “Hand of Hope.”

The text explaining the picture begins, “The tiny hand of 21-week-old fetus Samuel Alexander Armas emerges from the mother’s uterus to grasp the finger of Dr. Joseph Bruner as if thanking the doctor for the gift of life.” Little Samuel’s mother said they “wept for days” when they saw the picture. She said, “The photo reminds us pregnancy isn’t about disability or an illness, it’s about a little person.” Samuel was born in perfect health, the operation 100 percent successful. Now see the actual picture, and it is awesome….incredible … and hey, pass it on. The world needs to see this one!

Samuel Armas ten years later

Samuel Armas

Note : to see the original photo of the surgery  https://www.box.com/s/w6oznkrdhlvwwasbm2sd

Photo credit : www.flickr.com