For where two or three gather in my name, there am I with
Kristi Griffin was on her way to meet her husband, Eric,
at the land where they were building their new house. On the way Krist had
stopped to pick up her four-year-old daughter Ericka who had been staying with
Grandma today. "Ericka was at the age where she liked to 'help' with
everything," Kristi says." She had to be watched closely.
Kristi had some other thoughts too. She and Eric, and
three other couples, had come together and bought about 100 acres of
undeveloped woods, so each family could build their own house with the help of
the others. The project had started out in a positive light, but now Kristi
wasn't so sure it was a good idea. There had been two brush fires recently,
both close to their house. Was God telling them to move?
"As we turned into the gravel driveway I could see
Eric and Corey, our eleven-year-old son, were both there," says Kristi.
"We had been at the house site almost every day for six months, so we
decided to let Corey play with a friend for a while." Eric, Ericka, and
Kristi went up to the second floor to do the normal clean-up duties.
"I was about five feet away in the balcony area
picking up 2x4 remnants," Kristi recalls. "As I bent over to grab
another piece I heard a "ping" echo below us. The shop vac wasn't
running, and fear gripped me because the only noise that could've been was a
broom handle hitting the concrete slab twelve feet below." Kristi rushed
to the end of the balcony and looked down. It wasn't a broom handle lying on
the cement. It was Ericka!
Sreaming, Kristi flew down the stairs, but Eric got there
first. They tried several attempts to waken Ericka but nothing worked. Finally,
she opened her eyes though they were both fixed in an upper left position, and
her neck had no control. Head trauma, Kristi thought, panic stricken. She
grabbed Ericka as Eric ran for the car.
On the way to the hospital, Eric tried to call on the
cell phone for a police escort but it was almost 9 p.m.; and they could not
find us. The dispatcher began asking Ericka questions and some she was alert
enough to answer. At one point she asked her daddy to sing "Jesus loves
me." With tears washing down his face, Eric managed to get through most of
the song, but when he broke down, Ericka finished it for him. These were all
good signs but by the time they reached the hospital, Ericka was
vomiting----another sign of head trauma.
"Immediately they began IV's, X-rays, CT scans,
etc., to determine any damage to the right side of her head where she landed
onto the concrete," Kristi says. "We contacted family and friends, to
begin the prayer chain. During her tests, we saw blood coming from the Ericka's
right nostril... causing us to panic again. Minutes seemed like hours, hours
like days as they completed one test after another. Kristi continued to pray.
Finally the doctor came to them. "I don't know how this happened," he
said, shaking his head, "but your daughter has just a minor
concussion." No apparent brain damage. Not even a broken bone.
"There's a small piece of cartilage on the top of Ericka's right ear that
cushioned the blow, and that may have been a part of saving her life."
"Children are very resilient," a nurse added.
This is true but Kristi was sure that God Himself had safely carried her baby
down twelve feet onto the concrete. "We thanked the Lord for His blessings
during this time," she says, "but we did not know the extent of the
miracle and the many who had interceded in prayer for Ericka."
For example...at 2:30am the morning after the accident,
Kristi phoned her cousin, Eydie, in Louisiana to give her the news. "My
dad had called earlier and left a message on the answering machine, but all he
knew was that Ericka fell from the second floor," Eydie told Kristi. Upon
hearing her dad's message, Eydie had experienced a sharp pain on the right side
of her head, but didn't know why. Together she and her husband prayed in
intercession for Ericka. Upon saying "Amen" Eydie's pain had stopped.
She knew at that moment Ericka would be fine, as she felt the heaviness lift
For example.... a man, Tonye, from the Griffins' church,
held a prayer service with his friends at work at 2:15 the day following the
accident. That turned out to be the exact hour Ericka vomited for the last time
(during another MRI scan),
For example....after the accident, Kristi hired a
photographer to take pictures of the children. The woman was new to the
neighborhood, and told Kristi during the sitting that she was a Christian and
considered her photo skills as a gift from God. "I like to think God gives
me people not only to photograph but also to pray for," she mentioned in a
note to Kristi after the session. Kristi decided to send the photographer a
"thank you" note and at the last minute mentioned their
"miracle" with Ericka. The next day, an email arrived.
"I'm trying to see through teary eyes," the
photographer told Kristi. "You see, I know Tonye too, and I was in my
previous office when he came in that day and announced the need for prayer for
a little girl who had fallen onto cement. I immediately started praying, and
alerted our entire prayer group by email to ask them to pray also. I never
dreamed that I would actually get to see this little miracle, much less get to
take her picture."
Ericka made a complete recovery, and Kristi and Eric
believe that not only did God save her life, those who prayed had a hand in it
What a blessing it is that we can pray for those we don’t even know an God will use our
Dear Lord, thank You for the power of prayer. Thank
You that we can gather together whether
it be in the same room or across the city
or across the world and You will be right there with us. In Jesus’ Name,
14 Is anyone among you sick? Let them call the elders of
the church to pray over them and anoint them with oil in the name of the Lord.
And the prayer offered in faith will make the sick person well; the Lord
will raise them up. If they have sinned, they will be forgiven.
While wonderful healings had occurred since the earliest
days of the Dani church, they were more frequent during the revival. Although
not all healings were clinically confirmed, the healings greatly encouraged the
faith of the Dani believers. The Christians took advantage of medical help but
knew that ultimately they could depend only on God. In the Karubaga church, a
man named Ogogu had not responded to medical treatment. His stomach had become
large and distended. In early 1983 he called for Musa, the local pastor, and
the elders to pray for him. Immediately he had relief, and over the next few
weeks he was completely healed.
A woman by the name of Ninggen in the village of Kowari
suddenly became very ill, first foaming at the mouth and then losing consciousness.
The people had prepared the wood for her funeral pyre. "She is kanggerak
(she has died)," they said. Jan Yikwa, a teacher at the Dani Bible school,
was visiting the village. After he and others prayed for Ninggen, Jan advised
the woman's relatives to take her to the clinic. On the way, the woman revived.
Her father was so happy that he wanted to give Jan a leg of pork. But Jan said,
"No, it was not my work, but God's."
Butiman and Laale were two others who had sought all the
medical help available but had been given up for dead. Friends had gathered to
pay their last respects; the funeral pyre was waiting. Musa was called in as a
last resort. As he and the elders prayed, the Lord responded by dramatically
healing the two. These were tremendous testimonies to the Lord's power. People
realized that God had worked miracles on their behalf through the prayers of
Many children, too, were prayed for when parents had
despaired of their lives. In June 1983 little Kina's father broke down and
cried, fearing she would die. Medicine had failed. Jan Yikwa, who was visiting
the village, urged the man to have faith in God. "I'll get some of the
students from the school, and we'll be back to pray for her." He and the
students formed a circle around the girl and asked the Lord to raise her up.
Soon the little girl sat up, took a drink of water, and then ate. The next day
she was in school.
Amberingga had always opposed the gospel. The opposition
increased to the point where the Christians wondered whether he was possessed.
"Why don't we pray especially for this man?" An elder suggested.
After all the elders had joined in prayer for the man, they gathered around him.
"O Lord, we ask You by Your power to dispel whatever possesses Amberingga
and set him free so he can become one of Your children. We ask this in Jesus'
name." As they prayed, "something like a butterfly came out of
him," and immediately the man was in his right mind. Quietly he sat down
to listen to the gospel. Amberingga testified to all around about what God had
done for him. "Now I want to learn God's Word," he told the elders.
The people of Kanggime knew that Ndaganiyapmban Lambe had
been a very sick man for many years. Medical workers had sent him to the
hospital in Mulia, but there was no improvement until one day when a visitor
was reading to him from the Bible.
"Is any sick among you? Let him call for the elders
of the church; and let them pray over him, anointing him with oil in the name
of the Lord. And the prayer of faith shall save the sick, and the Lord shall
raise him up."
"Where are you reading, my brother?" The sick
"From the book of James."
"These words-they are for us, too, are they
"Then I would like the elders to pray for me and to
The elders came and gathered around the man's bed. With
expectation, the sick man and the elders joined their hearts in asking God for
Then there was rejoicing and thanksgiving as
Ndaganiyapmban was restored.
What a blessing we each have to be able to go to our Lord
Dear Lord, thank You that we can come to You with our
hearts desires. Thank You for the healing power that You provide for us. In
Jesus’ Name. Amen.
They brought the donkey and the colt and placed their
cloaks on them for Jesus to sit on.
What if Palm Sunday happened like this… Jesus came into Jerusalem riding on a beautiful
white stallion that was kicking up a cloud of dust as he rode along. He was
looking for trouble. The people that he passed on his way were in awe of such a
beautiful animal but they were even more awestruck by the man who was riding
it. As Jesus passed by, you could hear the people say, "Who was that
There were bad guys on the loose and Jesus had a job to
do. As he rode into Jerusalem he quickly sized up the situation and formed a
plan to capture the ringleader of the troublemakers. His name was Diablo or
Satan. There was a short scuffle and Jesus won handily over Diablo. He hog-tied
the devil and threw him in jail.
As a large crowd of people gathered to see what the
commotion was all about, Jesus mounted his horse and pulled on the reigns. The
stallion stood on its hind legs, neighed loudly, and pawed the air with its
front legs. When it stood as tall as it could stand, Jesus leaned forward in
the saddle. Holding the reigns with one hand while lifting his white hat in the
air with the other. As Jesus road off
into the sunset, you could hear the William Tell Overture in the background. Du
du dunt. Du du dunt. Du du dunt dunt dunt.
But that isn’t what happened. As Jesus came riding into Jerusalem on the
first day of Passover week, the crowds are looking for someone to rally around,
someone to carry the banner of freedom and liberation for the Jewish people.
But Jesus was not traveling the road to a revolution; He was
traveling the road to Calvary. He did
not come to Jerusalem to hear the crowds shout “Hosanna.” Nor did He come unaware of the opposition to
his ministry. Jesus came to Jerusalem
not for the first part of the week, not for Palm Sunday. Jesus came to Jerusalem for Good Friday.
As we go through this week let’s take the time to
remember what our Lord went through for us so that we may be saved.
Dear Lord, thank You that You came to this Earth to face
Good Friday so that we may be forgiven for our sins. We pray that we would
remember that as we go through this week. Help us share Your love with those
around us. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.
Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer,
believe that you have received it, and it will be yours.
A number of years ago in Elkhart, Kansas, two brothers
had a job at the local school. Early each morning their job was to start a fire
in the potbellied stove in the classroom.
One cold morning, the brothers cleaned out the stove and
loaded it with firewood. Grabbing a can of kerosene, one of them doused the
wood and lit the fire. The explosion rocked the old building. The fire killed
the older brother and badly burned the legs of the other boy. It was later
discovered that the kerosene can had accidentally been filled with gasoline.
The doctor attending the injured boy recommended
amputating the young boy's legs. The parents were devastated. They had already
lost one son, and now their other son was to lose his legs. But they did not
lose their faith.
They asked the doctor for a postponement of the
amputation. The doctor consented. Each day they asked the doctor for a delay,
praying that their son's legs would somehow heal and he would become well
again. For two months, the parents and the doctor debated on whether to
amputate. They used this time to instill in the boy the belief that he would
someday walk again.
They never amputated the boy’s legs, but when the
bandages were finally removed, it was discovered that his right leg was almost
three inches shorter than the other. The toes on his left foot were almost
completely burned off. Yet the boy was fiercely determined. Though in
excruciating pain, he forced himself to exercise daily and finally took a few
painful steps. Slowly recovering, this young man finally threw away his
crutches and began to walk almost normally. Soon he was running.
This determined young man kept running and running and
running -- and those legs that came so close to being amputated carried him to
a world record in the mile run. His name? Glenn Cunningham, who was known as
the "Worlds Fastest Human Being," and was named athlete of the
century at Madison Square Garden.
What are you praying to God for today? Do you have the
faith that God will do what you ask?
Dear Lord, help us be faithful in our prayers. Let our faith
be strong so that when we pray we believe that You will do what is right. In
Jesus’ Name, Amen.
If we live, we live for the Lord; and if we die, we die
for the Lord. So, whether we live or die, we belong to the Lord.
Tarin, who had already planted a church among the Kimyal
people of the eastern highlands, now felt God's call to venture into a new
area, far to the south of Sumo in the lowlands, where the Dekai people lived.
After taking a furlough among his own people in the Toll Valley, he set out,
going first without his family and with another Dani missionary, Nggiwunggen.
The men made a potato garden to ensure having food when their families came.
After they had stayed a few months attempting to learn the difficult language,
they returned in January 1981 for Tarin's wife and three younger children. The
oldest three stayed behind to attend school.
Soon after the family's arrival in the lowlands,
four-year-old Bayita fell on a slippery log, injuring her head and back on a
fallen tree. The following day she died. The heartbroken parents prayed,
"Our Father, we have not come to this area for our own good but because
You called us here. You must be in control of the situation. We will trust
You:" They buried their child right there and worked to open up the
Then Tarin's wife Yabok and a son, Wayon, began to have
trouble with their feet swelling so badly they could not walk. "It is the
dreaded filariases. You will certainly die of this," the people gloomily predicted.
"Tarin, I want to go to the doctor," Yabok
pleaded. But they were in an isolated area, and the landing strip was not yet
"My wife, perhaps we should not go immediately to
the doctor. Let us first pray to the Lord and ask Him to heal you and our son.
Because the people here cannot go to the doctor every time they are sick, we
must show them that we have a doctor in the Lord Himself-that He can heal our
"Lord, we have come here to serve You. We have lost
one child, and now two of us are sick. We know You can heal and strengthen, and
we commit ourselves to You. We believe it is the enemy who is causing this
sickness. He does not want us bringing the Word of God to these Dekai people.
We take a stand against the enemy. And we ask You to heal the feet of Yabok and
In a short time, both were up and walking again. As a
result, their faith was strengthened, and they rejoiced that the Lord had
called them to this place. "Even though we have lost our daughter, it is a
privilege to pioneer this new area for Jesus Christ." They praised God
through their tears.
The people had been watching to see how Tarin's family would
react to the death of their child. Now as they saw how the Lord healed the feet
of Tarin's wife and son, they admitted, "Some of our people have had this
same problem, but they died. Your God has healed in answer to your
prayers!" They exclaimed.
"Tarin and Yabok, you said you had come to bring us
good news, and we can see that it is good news to have a God who is so powerful
in the face of the diseases and troubles you have been passing through."
Tarin thought about that. He didn't want them turning to
God just to save themselves from trouble. He taught them, "If we live, we
live to the Lord; and if we die, we die to the Lord. So, whether we live or
die, we belong to the Lord" (Romans 14:8). The people listened intently,
knowing that Tarin was talking from his heart out of the depths of his own
experience. This made a great impression on them, and many responded.
"Tarin, in the past we have thought just of ourselves and not of the Lord.
Now you have shown us that we belong to God regardless of what comes into our
lives. We want you to stay with us and teach us more words from God."
No matter the situation we find our self in we still
belong to the Lord and He is in control.
Dear Lord, thank You that we belong to You. We thank You
that You are in control of everything we go through and that You will lead and
guide us. Help our faith be strong. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.
The Lord is close to the brokenhearted
and saves those
who are crushed in spirit.
As we look around we see that lots of people in the
church aren't sure of their salvation. They fail to look for the truth. God tells us in His word to seek and we shall
His promise of "Ask and it will be given to you;
seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone
who asks receives; he who seeks finds; and to him who knocks, the door will be
opened." (Matt 7:7-8 NIV) As we seek we find that truth is not a concept
or a doctrine, but a Person: "I am the way and the truth and the life. No
one comes to the Father except through me." (John 14:6 NIV)
As we let God's Spirit become real to us, and His Word,
the Bible, becomes alive. Peace overcame me, and love from the Most High
invaded my life. As we continue to study we can learn some things about truth.
Truth says: No one can reach heaven on his own. (Eph
Truth says: I am not a concept, but a Person who will
help you break free from your bondages (John 8:36).
Truth says: It is God who saved us through His Son Jesus.
We had no part in it, except to accept His gracious offer and fall on our knees
in total gratitude (John 3:16).
Truth says: We have a reliable guide who will lead us in
God's truth. Our only job is to rely on Him (John 16:13).
Truth says: It can only be found in God's Word, the
Bible. And the way to unlock that Truth is by letting God's Spirit, the author
of this fantastic book, guide you (James 1:22-25).
Do you want to know freedom? Would you like to experience
Then from the bottom of your heart, ask God: "Lord
please guide me to Your Truth."
Dear Lord, thank You for loving us. Thank You for Your
word that will show us what truth is. Help us follow the truth so that we can liberated
from the bondage we are in. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.
5 Trust in the Lord with all your heart
and lean not on
your own understanding;
6 in all your ways submit to him,
and he will
make your paths straight.
Constance Foster tells of an elderly widow whose
husband's death had left her almost destitute. No longer able to meet the heavy
expense of maintaining her home, Mrs. Horton asked for prayer that she might by
some miracle be able to keep it, together with all her cherished possessions. A
few months later she wrote: "I prayed, but nothing happened." The
house was to be sold at auction the following week. Mrs. Horton was
During the next few days Mrs. Horton went through her
house with tear-stained eyes, sorting and discarding the accumulation of long
years of living there. In the attic she ran across an old stamp collection that
had been in her husband's family for years. She almost threw it in a pile of
rubbish, for of what use were a lot of old stamps? But somehow, something made
her put it aside to save.
A year went by before she thought of it again. The house
had been sold. She was bitter. Her prayer had not been answered. Then one day
she happened to see in a large city newspaper a list of the values of certain
rare stamps. Mrs. Horton made a special trip to see the dealer, carrying the
old collection with her, and when she left his office she was dazed, for in her
purse she had his check for nearly $11,000.
The big old house had been much too large anyway for an
old woman to care for comfortably. She did not need all that space. Today she
realizes it. What she required was smaller living quarters, together with
enough money in the bank for her expenses. That's exactly what God gave her in
answer to her supposedly unanswered prayer.
Sometimes our plans fail that God's plans for us may
Dear Lord, thank You that Your plan is perfect. Help us
to put our complete trust in You when we pray knowing that You have the best
ahead for us. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.
Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find;
knock and the door will be opened to you.
On a drive home from work one night, a guy noticed the
light on our car's instrument panel was going dim. The car was still a
relatively new model. So he decided to check the date on the warranty.
Reaching into the glove-compartment, he pulled out the
paperwork. His eyes searched for the date. His heart sank in disappointment
when he read that the warranty had just expired the previous month.
He was unsure of the cost of the repair. So before he
took the car in for repair, he said a prayer asking God to keep the cost down.
The next day when he went to the shop to pick up his car,
the man explained that the total cost of the repair was $900.00. However, he
went on to explain that he was willing to wave the payment for the part and
only charge us for the labor. This left us with a balance of only $100.00!
Prayer had been his warranty.
Perplexed, confused, and frustrated, oftentimes describes
the way we feel about the problems we face in our life. It's during these times
we must learn to turn to the power of prayer.
Prayer has spiritual power to it. Through prayer, God can
produce things to appear from the realm of the invisible to meet our needs. God
can use an effective prayer to draw us closer to Him, or turn it into a catalyst
to heal our sick body. A soft word uttered to Him can give us the supernatural
strength to keep us from sinning, or the durability to go on, when we feel like
giving up on life. An earnest prayer can mend the emotional wounds that pierce
through our hearts.
Prayer is the greatest privilege we have as Christians.
It is essential in order for us to lead a happy life. God adores hearing our
voices lifted up to Him in prayer. Our prayers don't have to be long or fancy,
they just have to come from a sincere heart.
Dear Lord, thank You that we can come to You in prayer no
matter the reason. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.
But in your hearts revere Christ as Lord. Always be prepared
to give an answer to everyone who asks you to give the reason for the hope that
you have. But do this with gentleness and respect.
Mondays in our house is the second day in our weekend. We
usually take the day to do tasks around the house, like clean work in the
garden or take care of our small zoo of critters. Today I decided it was a
great day to go on a date with my bride of almost 30 years. We went to see the new movie “Do You Believe?”
We try to make a point to support the good wholesome movies that are produced.
I don’t want to give away the plot or story line but I
found it pretty cool to see the “Six Million Dollar Man” starring in the movie.
Pastor Matt tells his congregation “Jesus' sacrifice on
the cross grants forgiveness. But what does it demand of those who embrace it?”
Or, as he says, "If you believe ... what are you going to do about
Faith in Christ can sometimes get reduced to an idea that
excites us or a feeling that warms us. Do You Believe? Begs believers to
remember that faith was never supposed to be just an idea or a feeling, but a
conviction that transforms the way we live day to day, a belief that reshapes
our values and choices.
At one point when Bobby is confronted of his belief and
why he is doing what he is doing he says “I remember hearing one time if I was
put on trial for being a Christian would there be enough evidence to convict
me?” As I watched the movie I kept asking
myself that. I want to use the challenge
to be more like what God wants me to be, How about you?
As Pastor Matt asked in the movie “If you believe ...
what are you going to do about it?”
Dear Lord, we pray that we would not only believe but
that we would but action to our beliefs in the things we say and do. In Jesus’
Matthew 17:20 (NIV)
He replied, “Because you have so little faith. Truly I
tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this
mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move. Nothing will be
impossible for you.”
Does God do miracles in business? Is He concerned about
the mountains we face in our work life? Does He want us to bring the everyday
problems we face in the workplace to His attention? The answer to every one of
these questions is yes. God wants to be involved in every aspect of our lives.
Gunnar Olson, the Swedish founder of the International
Christian Chamber of Commerce, tells a story about God performing a miracle in
his own business a few years ago. He owns a plastics company in Sweden. They
make huge plastic bags that are used to cover bales of hay in the farmlands
across Europe. It was the harvest season and they were getting ready to ship
thousands of pallets of these bags to their customers. More than 1,000 pallets
were ready to ship when an alarming discovery was made. Every bag on the
warehouse floor had sealed shut from top to bottom. Scientists declared the
entire stock as worthless trash. Nothing could be done. The company would go
out of business.
Gunnar, his wife, and children sought the Lord in prayer
about this catastrophe. The Holy Spirit spoke through various family members.
The wife said, "If God can turn water into wine, what are plastics?"
The daughter said, "I don't believe this is from the Lord. We should stand
against it." Gunnar sensed they were to trust God for a miracle in this
situation. They began to pray. They took authority over this mountain of a
problem based on Matthew 17, which gave them the authority to cast a mountain
into the sea if faith only the size of a mustard seed could be exercised. The
following Monday they went to the warehouse and laid hands on every pallet
asking the Lord to restore the bags to their original condition. It took
several hours. Later, the employees began to inspect the bags. As they
inspected the bags, they discovered that every single bag had been restored to
its original condition! An incredible miracle had taken place.
What obstacles have been placed in your life that need a
Could God be setting the stage in your life for you to
trust Him at new levels you've never trusted before? God sets the stage to
allow His power to be revealed for those willing to exercise the faith of a
mustard seed. All things are possible with God.
Dear Lord, we thank You for the obstacles that are in our
life. Help us remember that You are there and can work a miracle through them.
In Jesus’ Name, Amen.
He replied, “Because you have so little faith. Truly I
tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this
mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move. Nothing will be
impossible for you.”
A small congregation in the foothills of the Great
Smokies built a new sanctuary on a piece of land willed to them by a church
member. Ten days before the new church was to open, the local building
inspector informed the pastor that the parking lot was inadequate for the size
of the building.
Until the church doubled the size of the parking lot,
they would not be able to use the new sanctuary. Unfortunately, the church with
its undersized parking lot had used every inch of their land except for the
mountain against which it had been built. In order to build more parking
spaces, they would have to move the mountain out of the back yard. Undaunted,
the pastor announced the next Sunday morning that he would meet that evening
with all members who had "mountain moving faith." They would hold a
prayer session asking God to remove the mountain from the back yard and to
somehow provide enough money to have it paved and painted before the scheduled
opening dedication service the following week.
At the appointed time, 24 of the congregation's 300
members assembled for prayer. They prayed for nearly three hours. At ten
o'clock the pastor said the final "Amen". "We'll open next
Sunday as scheduled," he assured everyone. "God has never let us down
before, and I believe He will be faithful this time too." The next morning
as he was working in his study there came a loud knock at his door. When he
called "come in", a rough looking construction foreman appeared,
removing his hard hat as he entered. "Excuse me, Reverend. I'm from Acme
Construction Company over in the next county. We're building a huge new
shopping mall over there and we need some fill dirt. Would you be willing to
sell us a chunk of that mountain behind the church? We'll pay you for the dirt
we remove and pave all the exposed area free of charge, if we can have it right
away. We can't do anything else until we get the dirt in and allow it to settle
The little church was dedicated the next Sunday as
originally planned and there were far more members with "mountain moving
faith" on opening Sunday than there had been the previous week!
Would you have shown up for that prayer meeting? Some
people say faith comes from miracles. But others know: MIRACLES COME FROM
Dear Lord, help our faith move mountains. We thank You
that we can count on You for anything. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.
13 Abraham looked up and there in a thicket he saw a
ram[a] caught by its horns. He went over and took the ram and sacrificed it as
a burnt offering instead of his son. 14 So Abraham called that place The Lord
Will Provide. And to this day it is said, “On the mountain of the Lord it will
In the late 1980's, David Smallbone felt God leading him
to promote Christian concerts in his homeland of Australia. When too few fans
filled the seats during one major tour, however, David lost more than $250,000.
Then in 1991, creditors repossessed his home, and the father of six looked for
work elsewhere and he was offered a job in Nashville, Tennessee. The Smallbones
sold their furniture and other possessions and purchased tickets to the United
States. A few weeks after they arrived, however, David was informed that his
position was "no longer available." He literally could not get out of
bed for several days. When he and his wife explained to their children what
happened, they all got on their knees and asked God to help them. Interesting
things began to happen. God provided bags of groceries, a minivan, and odd
jobs. Then in 1994, while living out of the van, David's oldest daughter
Rebecca was offered a recording contract with ForeFront Records. She began
recording using an old family name, St. James. Today, David promotes Rebecca
St. James' concerts and she has become one of the most popular Christian
artists in America.
There is no situation so desperate that the Lord cannot
provide for you if we would only look to Him as our source of provision. Today
in prayer, give your needs to Christ, knowing that the Lord will provide for
Dear Lord, thank You that You are in control of
everything even when things look the worst. Help us completely trust in You for
the things that we need. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.
25 “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life,
what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life
more than food, and the body more than clothes? 26 Look at the birds of the
air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly
Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?
In 1880, a Christian couple, George and Sarah Clarke,
purchased the lease for the Pacific Beer Garden. Promptly dropping the word Beer,
the couple added the word Mission, and launched a ministry to homeless
alcoholics and downtrodden men and women. Thus was born the Pacific Garden
Mission of Chicago-the Old Lighthouse-the second oldest rescue mission in the
Colonel and Mrs. Clarke bore the cost of the mission
themselves, but as expenses grew and the ministry expanded, their funds ran
low. Eventually the day came when they could not pay the rent. Attempts to
secure the needed funds failed, and Colonel Clarke was told he had only 24
hours to make the payment. Otherwise, he would lose his lease, and the Pacific
Garden Mission would close.
Throughout the night, Colonel and Mrs. Clarke prayed,
asking God to guide and to provide in his own way and time. They reminded the
Lord of the souls being saved each night, of the men and women whose lives were
being salvaged. They asked him why they should find themselves in such straits
while trying to do his work. But, determining to trust and not question, they
remained before the throne of grace in simple faith and in earnest pleading
until the breaking of dawn.
When they emerged from their Morgan Park house that
morning, they gasped. What had happened to their front yard? It was covered
with something white, something that instantly reminded them of the manna of
the Old Testament. Looking closer, they discovered their lawn was filled with
mushrooms of the very best quality, which was quite mysterious because it
wasn't the season for mushrooms. Gathering the crop, the Clarkes carted the
mushrooms down the street and sold them to the chefs at the Palmer House, the
famed hotel just off of Michigan Avenue, for a large price. The receipts were
enough to pay the rent, with enough left over to meet other ministry expenses.
So, the Pacific Garden Mission carried on, its work undeterred.
What are you worried about? The Lord is in control.
Dear Lord, we give our cares and worries to You. We pray
for the faith that we would not worry about the things around us. Help us remember
that You are in control of everything. In
Jesus Name, Amen.
Psalm 77:14 (NIV)
You are the God who performs miracles;
your power among the peoples.
Solomon Baski lay on his bed. He was dead. The whole
village had gathered in his house. His wife and other women were weeping.
The news reached the surrounding villages. People were
streaming in from different places to pay homage to the departed soul.
Solomon Baski hails from Beddia village in Jharkand
State, India. He belongs to a tribe called Santhal. In spite of his poverty, he
accepted Christ’s Lordship and was leading a witnessing life. Whenever the
Church Elder was absent, he used to conduct the church service. His wife too
was a strong believer in Christ.
Baski fell ill with Malaria. Also he had the attack of
the deadly disease “Kala-zar”, which was caused by sand flies. He went to the
doctor a few times. But they were not helpful. Finally, bereft of all strength,
he committed himself to God’s care. He grew steadily worse and became
When he was struggling for his life, his relatives came
to his house. They accused his wife saying, “Because you accepted Christ, Baski
has become like this. Listen and do what we say. Throw away the Bible and all
things relating to it. We will bring a witch doctor. If we perform some
religious ceremony through him, he will be alright.”
But the wife did not heed to their advice. She retorted,
“Even if my husband dies, I will not allow a witch-doctor to enter my house.
Jesus will surely heal my husband. No one else can help us in this matter”.
One week passed and Solomon Baski suffered from
breathlessness and soon he breathed his last. It was past 12 Noon. The man who
was arranging the funeral was asking whether all had come.
A group of people was coming at a distance. The women
were beating their breast and weeping. But the men in the group were angry.
One of them came to Solomon’s wife and was shouting, “You
have killed Solomon by not allowing the witch-doctor to come”. Another man
shouted, “Kill her also”.
Soon Solomon’s wife found herself surrounded by a hostile
crowd. They began to beat her. Some people rushed to her help. She ran into
another room and bolted the door inside.
The people outside were knocking at the door while she
was praying at the Heaven’s door.
Suddenly, there was pin-drop silence outside. Solomon’s
wife opened the door and came out. Her husband got up and was sitting on the
cot. Praise God!
She said Jesus is alive today. He is the same, yesterday,
today and forever. My husband Solomon Baski stands as a powerful testimony to
God’s power to raise the dead to life.
Dear Lord, thank You for the miracles that You preform.
Help us have our hearts and eyes open to them. Helps us to pray to You so that
those around us can see Your love and power. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.
Genesis 9:12-14 (NIV)
12 And God said, “This is the sign of the covenant I am
making between me and you and every living creature with you, a covenant for
all generations to come: 13 I have set my rainbow in the clouds, and it will be
the sign of the covenant between me and the earth. 14 Whenever I bring clouds
over the earth and the rainbow appears in the clouds.
On this Saint Patrick ’s Day let’s look at two things:
St. Patrick’s Day is correctly associated with Ireland,
but St. Patrick himself was not Irish, but British. He might not have even been
officially declared a saint. Even so, historians believe he was born around 389
AD near Wales and given the name of Maewyn Succat. Like Daniel and Joseph of
the Bible, he was captured and sold into slavery when he was only teenager (16
years old). Life was difficult for slaves. Not only was life difficult, but he
was dragged from his home and sent into slavery in another country without his
family. Tradition says that as a slave in Ireland he was forced to be a
shepherd, herding sheep and pigs. His father had been a church deacon, and his
grandfather a clergyman, but by his account Maewyn only turned to religion and
prayed out to God when he was in captivity. After six years as a slave he
escaped by boat to Britain. He traveled the 200 miles to the ocean and
according to some stories either stowed away or booked passage. The boat landed
not far from where his parents lived, and one would expect a joyful reunion and
for him to remain with his parents. But instead of staying with his family, he
traveled to France to study and become a priest. While studying for ministry,
he received a vision from God to return to Ireland as a missionary. He only
took the name Patrick when he later became a Bishop. It was a great act of
forgiveness that he returned to the people who enslaved him in order to share
with them the love of Christ. Because of his ministry in Ireland he brought not
only Christianity to the whole country, but also an end to slavery. In the same
way, through God’s forgiveness and sending of Christ to us we also experience
his love and are delivered from our slavery to sin.
If you were captured and put into slavery as a teenager,
do you think you might feel called to return to those who enslaved you and work
for the salvation of their souls? Is forgiveness easy or difficult? Why is
forgiveness an important concept to Christians?
Second, A Pot of Gold at the End of a Rainbow
When you see a rainbow associated with St. Patrick’s Day,
it is because there is supposed to be a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.
According to Irish fairy tales the pot of gold is guarded by a Leprechaun – a
short little old man, who lived alone and worked as a shoemaker. You could
supposedly find him by the sound of his hammer as he made shoes, and if you
managed to catch him you could force him to reveal the location of his treasure
of Gold. But leprechauns were clever and if he tricked you to take your eyes
off him for even a second he vanished.
The rainbow in the Bible doesn’t lead us to a pot of
Gold, but was intended to lead us to God. For the Christian, our “Pot of Gold”
lies in heaven, in eternity with God because of Jesus. Earthly treasures are
fleeting and incomparable to the joy of knowing Christ. (Ecclesiastes 5:19-20;
Matthew 6:19-21) We can find the original significance of the rainbow in
Genesis 9:12-14 “And God said, This is the token of the covenant which I make
between me and you and every living creature that is with you, for perpetual
generations: I do set my bow in the cloud, and it shall be for a token of a
covenant between me and the earth. And it shall come to pass, when I bring a
cloud over the earth, that the bow shall be seen in the cloud: And I will
remember my covenant, which is between me and you and every living creature of
all flesh; and the waters shall no more become a flood to destroy all flesh.”
St. Patrick was quite successful at evangelism and
traveled the length of Ireland setting up schools, churches and monasteries. In
response, the Celtic druids apparently managed to stir up enough trouble to get
him arrested several times. Each time he escaped, and after 30 years he was
quite instrumental in converting much of Ireland to Christianity.
Will you let God use you today?
Dear Lord, we thank You for those who served You
faithfully even when things looked bleak. Thanks for their courage. We pray for
that same courage today. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.
2 Thessalonians 3:3 (NIV)
But the Lord is faithful, and he will strengthen you and
protect you from the evil one.
Reba Robinson lay awake night after night, tense and
tired in her little room in Starkville, Mississippi.' Her imagination raced out
of control as her fingers clung to an old T-shirt that had once belonged to her
son and still carried the scent of his cologne. He was confronting death in
some exotic locale though she didn't know where, what for, or for how long.
Dillon was a marine assigned to a covert commando unit.
His assignments were so secretive that even his mother not be told the time or
location of his missions.
But her mother's instincts told her when he was in harm's
way, and during those times she fervently prayed for Dillon day and night. She
was undoubtedly praying the night he swam ten miles from a submarine to the
forbidden coast of a hostile country. She was praying the night he parachuted
behind enemy lines from a high-flying aircraft. She was praying the day he
jumped from a chopper through a hail of bullets, his eyes blinded with tears,
to retrieve the body of his fallen compatriot. She was praying the night a
terrorist stuck a gun in his face and pulled the trigger; and perhaps it was
her prayers that caused the gun to jam, giving Dillon the split second he
needed to "resolve the problem" and escape.
She prayed through nocturnal tears and terrors and
When Dillon finally returned home, he was a hero whose
bravery could never be explained, declassified, or honored. He couldn't discuss
his exploits or seek help in processing his traumas. He tried making the
transition from action hero to typical guy, but life slowed to a snail's pace
in his little hometown. He began frequenting the local bars, trying not to
remember what he couldn't forget.
At a critical juncture in Dillon's life, a friend invited
him to a revival meeting in a nearby church. He went grudgingly, intending to
bolt as soon as the service was over. But the message struck home that night,
and when the altar call was given, Dillon gripped the back of the pew as if
trying to choke it. No terrorist had ever pursued him like the Hound of heaven.
He later admitted, "I had faced death without shaking, but that night I
was trembling like a leaf."
He staggered to the altar in tears, and that night a
muscular, unsung hero fell to his knees and received Jesus Christ as Lord and
Praise God for those who pray without ceasing.
Dear Lord, we thank You for our moms, dads, uncles,
aunts, grandparents and others that take the time to pray for us faithfully.
Help us be a constant prayer warrior also. In Jesus’ Name. Amen.
Luke 18:1 (NIV)
Then Jesus told his disciples a parable to show them that
they should always pray and not give up.
George Muller, the great Victorian Christian and social
reformer, tells a story of persistent prayer in his diary:
In November 1844, I began to pray for the conversion of
five individuals. I prayed every day without a single intermission, whether
sick or in health, on the land, on the sea, and whatever the pressure of my
engagements might be. Eighteen months elapsed before the first of the five was
converted. I thanked God and prayed on for the others. Five years elapsed, and
then the second was converted. I thanked God for the second, and prayed on for
the other three. Day by day, I continued to pray for them, and six years passed
before the third was converted. I thanked God for the three, and went on
praying for the other two. These two remained unconverted.'
Thirty-six years later he wrote that the other two, sons
of one of Muller's friends, were still not converted. He wrote, "But I
hope in God, I pray on, and look for the answer. They are not converted yet,
but they will be." In 1897, fifty-two years after he began to pray daily,
without interruption, for these two men, they were finally convertedbut after
he died! Muller understood what Luke meant when he introduced a parable Jesus
told about prayer, saying.
Dear Lord. We thank You that we can bring our concerns
and needs to You. Help us be faithful and not give up when we pray about
something. In Jesus’ Name. Amen.
Through the praise of children and infants
established a stronghold against your enemies,
to silence the
foe and the avenger.
We will probably never know how many disasters are
averted because of the prayers of children. But because their faith is so pure wonderful
things can happen.
Nancee Donavan agrees. One morning, her second-grade
daughter, Rebecca Lynn, was supposed to bring cookies for the class treat. But
Nancee had gotten a late start baking, and the cookies weren't ready to take on
the school bus. "I'll finish them, and drop them off at school 'way before
lunch," Nancee promised. Rebecca Lynn was not happy about this, but she
kissed her mom goodbye, and got on the bus.
In an hour or so, the cookies were ready. Nancee's
husband went out to start the car, as Nancee dressed the three-year-old, Jerry
Jay. But she didn't hear anything. Looking out, she realized that the car's
engine wasn't turning over. After about fifteen minutes, her husband came back.
"The car's dead," he said. "I've tried everything but it won't
"What are we going to do now?" Nancy wondered
aloud. "Rebecca Lynn is going to be so disappointed."
Little Jerry Jay looked up. "We could pray!" He
suggested his eyes bright. The adults looked at him. "Well..." Nancee
began. But Jerry was already on his knees. "Please, God, make the car
start!' He prayed.
Nancee's husband smiled. "I guess I'd better try it
again." He went out, turned the ignition keys and the engine sprang to
life. Astonished---and before the car could change its mind!---Nancee and Jerry
jumped in, and they sped to school. Nancee's husband kept the engine idling, as
Nancee and Jerry brought the cookies to a delighted Rebecca Lynn, then ran back
to the car.
Next stop, the mechanic. He would be back in a few
moments, they were told, so they sat down to wait. Soon the mechanic returned,
opened the hood and looked at the car. "Who towed this in?" He asked.
"No one," Nancee's husband replied. "We
drove it here."
The mechanic shook his head. "You couldn't have done
that. The battery is completely dead. It's ice cold."
The adults looked at each other. What a Father they
served, One who cared about every detail of their lives! And what a lesson to
remember, that God loves to give His children good things, even the littlest
ones. "I have told many people about our miracle,' Nancee says.”The
prayers of children are amazing."
Dear Lord, thank You for our children and their faith
that is so pure. Help us learn from them today. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.