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"Behold, I am the Lord, the God of all flesh.
Is there anything too hard for Me?"
Jeremiah 32:27, NKJV
Annette Bailey-Sargeant:
WHAT A WORLD WE WOULD HAVE
IF PEOPLE LOVE, OBEY AND TRUST GOD...
Please hear what God says:
Exodus 20:1-17
King James Version (KJV)
20 And God spake all these words, saying,
2 I am the Lord thy God, which have brought thee out of the land of Egypt, out of the house of bondage.
3 Thou shalt have no other gods before me.
4 Thou shalt not make unto thee any graven image, or any likeness of any thing that is in heaven above, or that is in the earth beneath, or that is in the water under the earth.
5 Thou shalt not bow down thyself to them, nor serve them: for I the Lord thy God am a jealous God, visiting the iniquity of the fathers upon the children unto the third and fourth generation of them that hate me;
6 And shewing mercy unto thousands of them that love me, and keep my commandments.
7 Thou shalt not take the name of the Lord thy God in vain; for the Lord will not hold him guiltless that taketh his name in vain.
8 Remember the sabbath day, to keep it holy.
9 Six days shalt thou labour, and do all thy work:
10 But the seventh day is the sabbath of the Lord thy God: in it thou shalt not do any work, thou, nor thy son, nor thy daughter, thy manservant, nor thy maidservant, nor thy cattle, nor thy stranger that is within thy gates:
11 For in six days the Lord made heaven and earth, the sea, and all that in them is, and rested the seventh day: wherefore the Lord blessed the sabbath day, and hallowed it.
12 Honour thy father and thy mother: that thy days may be long upon the land which the Lord thy God giveth thee.
13 Thou shalt not kill.
14 Thou shalt not commit adultery.
15 Thou shalt not steal.
16 Thou shalt not bear false witness against thy neighbour.
17 Thou shalt not covet thy neighbour's house, thou shalt not covet thy neighbour's wife, nor his manservant, nor his maidservant, nor his ox, nor his ass, nor any thing that is thy neighbour's.
"We are therefore Christ's ambassadors,
as though God were making his appeal through us.
We implore you on Christ's behalf:
Be reconciled to God."
2 Corinthians 5:20, KJV.
Romans 11:35-36, NKJV
35 “Or who has first given to Him
And it shall be repaid to him?”
36 For of Him and through Him and to Him are all things,
to whom be glory forever. Amen.
Zephaniah 3:17, NKJV
"Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not
dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen thee;
yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the
right hand of my righteousness."
Isaiah 41:10, KJV.
October 6, 2013
Sunday Morning Reflections: Do you still believe in prayers?
Persons often asked about my passion for prayer. The answer I gave to everyone is this: Jesus is my friend and my needs triggered a passionate desire and I have grown to know him as my only help in good times and when I am faced with challenges. From child hood I prayed for everything. Several years ago we had a terrible infestation of mosquito -like insects that we called sand flies. No matter what we did the little bugs were such a nuisance. No one could sleep. My father recalled that I walked the house, wrapped in a sheet, and praying for God to take away the flies. After that prayer, he recalled everyone fell asleep peacefully. However, the experience that I use for my musing this morning lives with me.
After graduating from high school I was desperate to find a job or get into college. A member of the church informed me of a vacancy at a new college that was opening and he encouraged me to go there and apply. I learned that G.C. Foster College is a tertiary institution for training Physical Education teachers, Sport coaches and Sport administrators. I had reservations. I began to waver in faith about finding the money for the registration fee and my ability to cope at a sport college because I was not a sport enthusiast.
The Monday morning I went to the college as instructed. At the college I met the college registrar— Mrs. Jarrett. This is the sweetest lady I ever met and we became great friend. She perused my certificates and gave me the admission papers with the date of opening, which was some three weeks away. My heart sank when I saw the registration fee. As I walked away from the office I had mixed emotions—excitement at the prospect for a college education and trepidation with the challenges ahead.
I boarded a bus towards home but since I did not have enough fare for the complete journey I had to walk four miles in the hot mid day summer sun. Each step of the way I prayed and claimed all the promises I could remember in the bible.
On arrival at home, I shared with my mother what happened and then lay down to get a rest; but before I did, I placed my needs before God and asked for his intervention.
Not very long into my sleep I dreamed that someone touched me and unfolded a scroll and told me to get up and copy what was written on the scroll. It was a letter addressed to the college principal. I got up, got my writing pad and wrote the letter as shown. The next day I took it to the post office and mailed it.
In exercise of my faith, I started asking for jobs and borrowing money to pay for my college tuition. I recalled informing a business man at my church of my plans for college and proceeded to borrow a loan from him which I promised to repay him after graduation. This was without my parents’ knowledge. He told me he did not have money to lend but he has some cow pastures that need cleaning after the cattle had gazed on them. I asked him the price and took the job.
I borrowed my father’s machete and started the job. Soon I realized I had bitten more than I could chew. The work was hard for my soft hands, but I was determined to get the money to go to college. When my left hand was sore I used my right hand. Sometimes it was so sore that I had to use one hand to literally pry my fingers off the machete handle. When the sun got too unbearable I went home and got a nap and resumed my work in the afternoon. It seemed that I was making little progress. But I sang, repeated God’s promises and prayed. In the night I would soak my hands in salt water to relieve the soreness. One evening my father came home early and gave me a hand.
One day as I was heading out to work in the afternoon a bike rode into the yard. I recognized him by his uniform as the post man that took the mails to the postal agency two miles away. He held out the telegram and demand delivery payment. We did not have the money to pay him for delivery so he got on his bike with the intention to take in back to the general post office in May pen. When he saw my tears he gave me the telegram. It read “Take personal belonging for admission to G.C. Foster on Monday.” I jumped. I shouted. I hugged the postman. I was beyond myself. God came through again for a humble country boy. Dreams are becoming reality.
The reality I went to college for one whole year and no one ever asked me for a cent. This too can be your experience. Take him at his word. I can’t give up now.
"Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not
dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen thee;
yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the
right hand of my righteousness."
Isaiah 41:10, KJV.
Prepare To Meet Your God
Amos 4:12