Feed My sheep….

John 21:17 “The third time he said to him, “Simon son of John, do you love me?”
Peter was hurt because Jesus asked him the third time, “Do you love me?”
He said, “Lord, you know all things; you know that I love you.”
Jesus said, “Feed my sheep.”

Feed My Sheep

One day, I woke early in the morning to watch the sunrise.
Ah the beauty of God’s creation is beyond description.
As I watched, I praised God for His beautiful work.
As I sat there, I felt the Lord’s presence with me.

He asked me,
“Do you love me?”
I answered,
“Of course, God. You are my Lord and Saviour.”
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Then He asked,

“If you were physically handicapped, would you still
love me?”I was perplexed. I looked down upon my arms, legs and the rest
of my body and wondered how many things I wouldn’t; be able to do, the
things that I took for granted.

And I answered, “It would be tough Lord, but I would still love You.”
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Then the Lord said,
“If you were blind, would you still love my creation?”
How could I love something without being able to see it?
Then I thought of all the blind people in the world and how many of them
still loved God and His creation.

So I answered, “Its hard to think of it, but I would still love you.”
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The Lord then asked me,

“If you were deaf, would you still listen to my word?”
How could I listen to anything being deaf? Then I understood.
Listening to God’s Word is not merely using our ears, but our hearts.

I answered, “It would be tough, but I would still listen to Your word.”

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The Lord then asked, “If you were mute, would you still praise My Name?”

How could I praise without a voice?

It never matters what we sound like. And praising God is not always with a song,
but when we are persecuted, we give God praise with our words of thanks.

So I answered, “Though I could not physically sing, I would still
praiseYour name.

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And the Lord asked,

“Do you really love Me?”

With courage and strong conviction, I answered boldly, “yes Lord, I love
You because You are the one and true God.”I thought I had answered well,

And the Lord asked?

“THEN WHY IN TIMES OF PEACE DO YOU STRAY THE FURTHEST?
WHY ONLY IN TIMES OF TROUBLE DO YOU PRAY THE EARNEST?”

No answers. Only tears.

The Lord continued: “Why only sing at fellowships and retreats? Why seek Me only
in times of worship? Why ask things so selfishly? Why ask things so unfaithfully?”

The tears continued to roll down my cheeks.

“Why are you ashamed of Me? Why are you not spreading the good news? Why
in times of persecution, you cry to others when I offer My shoulder to cry on?

Why make excuses when I give you opportunities to serve in My Name?” I
tried to answer, but there was no answer to give.

“You are blessed with life. I made you not to throw this gift away.
I have blessed you with talents to serve Me, but you continue to turn
away. I have revealed My Word to you, but you do not gain in knowledge.
I have spoken to you but your ears were closed. I have shown My blessings
to you but your eyes were turned away.I have sent you servants, but you
sat idly by as they were pushed away. I have heard your prayers and I
have answered them all.”

“DO YOU TRULY LOVE ME ?”

I could not answer. How could I? I was embarrassed beyond belief. I had
no excuse. What could I say to this? My heart had cried out and the
tears had flowed, I said, Please forgive me Lord. I am unworthy to be Your child.”

The Lord answered, ” That is My Grace, My child.”

I asked, ” Then why do you continue to forgive me? Why do You love me so?”

The Lord answered,
” Because you are My creation. You are my child.
I will never abandon you.
When you cry, I will have compassion and cry with you.
When you shout with joy, I will laugh with you.
When you are down, I will encourage you.
When you fall, I will raise you up.
When you are tired, I will carry you.
I will be with you till the end of days, and I will
love you forever.”

Never had I cried so hard before. How could I have been so cold? How
could I have hurt God as I had done?

I asked God,

“How much do You love me?”

The Lord stretched out His arms, and I saw His nail-pierced hands.
I bowed down at the feet of Christ, my Saviour.

And for the first time, I truly prayed.

Author Unknown.

Ephisians 2:8,9 “For by grace are you saved through faith, and that not of yourselves, it is the gift of God, not of works, lest anyone would boast.”

Sad State of Affairs for the USA…..

II Chronicles 7:14 ‘If My people who are called by My name will…”

SAD STATE OF AFFAIRS FOR THE USA

A commentary about society today. Written by Joyce Minor a former Asst.
Director of Development and Alumni Relations at the University of Alabama.

School of Law

I grew up in rural America in the ’50’s and ’60’s. On any
given day, you could walk through the high school parking lot and
observe that half the vehicles parked there were trucks with windows
rolled down and doors unlocked. Most of them carried, as standard
equipment, an FFA sticker (future Farmers of America for you city folks)
and a gun rack with at least one gun, usually loaded. You could make
the same observation at any of the four high school campuses in our
county. Amazingly, I do not ever recall reading or hearing about mass
shootings in any of those high schools. What has changed in America is not
the accessibility of guns, but the character of many of America’s people.
On the wall in my parents home is a plaque awarded to my father
in recognition of service for 27 years on the local school board. He
told me that for years, a standard requirement on every Teacher’s
contract was membership in a local church. I remember starting every
school day with the pledge and a prayer. I remember when girls who got
pregnant in high school were ashamed, when abortions were illegal, when
the divorce rate was not 50% because couples stayed together, when there
were no X-rated movies, when milk cartons didn’t have missing kids faces
on them and I didn’t know anyone personally who used drugs. I remember
when kids were taught respect for authority and accountability to God.
I hear people say that the good old days weren’t always so good but please
don’t tell me you think these are better.

Last night I attended a high school football game that was
covered by local and national news. The news coverage was not about the
football teams, but about the defiance of a court order by one brave
little Texas town to preserve the right to pray before a football game.
The more this country struggles to free itself from religion, the more
we become entangled in the consequences.

If people are taught that they came from slime, the obvious
questions and consequences must follow; What is the purpose of my
existence [hopelessness], who made you the boss of me [lawlessness], why
are your rules good and mine bad [relativism], what does it matter how I
live if I came from slime and return to slime [immorality and
inhumanity]? I realize that in any given poll, the vast majority of
Americans claim to believe in God. I claim to believe that running is
good for me but that does not make me a runner. Putting on my running
shoes and running makes me a runner.

The climbing abortion rate, murder rate, divorce rate,
alcoholism and drug abuse rate, child and spousal abuse rate contradict
that claim and prove that actions speak louder than words. It is an
observable truth that the best time you will ever make on any American
City freeway is on Sunday morning because there are no traffic jams
getting to church.

II Chronicles 7:14 ‘if My people who are called by My name will humble
themselves, and pray and seek My face, and turn from their wicked ways,
then I will hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin and heal their
land.’