Where is God…

Mat 6:33a “But seek you first the Kingdom of God…”

Where is God…

My brother Kevin thinks God lives under his bed.
At least that’s what I heard him say one night. He was
praying out loud in his dark bedroom, and I stopped
outside his closed door to listen.

“Are you there, God?” he said. “Where are you?”
“Oh, I see. Under the bed.” I giggled softly and tiptoed
off to my own room. Kevin’s unique perspectives are
often a source of amusement. But that night something
else lingered long after the humor. I realized
for the first time the very different world Kevin lives in.

He was born 30 years ago, mentally disabled as a
result of difficulties during labor. Apart from his size
(he’s 6-foot-2); there are few ways in which he is an
adult. He reasons and communicates with the capabilities
of a 7-year-old, and he always will. He will probably
always believe that God lives under his bed, that Santa
Claus is the one who fills the space under our tree every
Christmas, and that airplanes stay up in the sky because
angels carry them.

I remember wondering if Kevin realizes he is
different. Is he ever dissatisfied with his monotonous
life? Up before dawn each day, off to work at a workshop
for the disabled, home to walk our cocker spaniel,
returning to eat his favorite macaroni and cheese for
dinner, and later to bed. The only variation in the
entire scheme are laundry days, when he hovers excitedly
over the washing machine like a mother with her newborn
child. He does not seem dissatisfied. He lopes out to
the bus every morning at 7:05, eager for a day of simple
work. He wrings his hands excitedly while the water
boils on the stove before dinner, and he stays up late
twice a week to gather our dirty laundry for his next
day’s laundry chores.

And Saturdays – oh, the bliss of Saturdays! That’s the day
my dad takes Kevin to the airport to have a soft drink,
watch the planes land, and speculates loudly on the
destination of each passenger inside. “That one’s goin’
to Chi-car-go!” Kevin shouts as he claps his hands. His
anticipation is so great he can hardly sleep on Friday nights.

I don’t think Kevin knows anything exists outside his world of
daily rituals and weekend field trips. He doesn’t know what it
means to be discontent. His life is simple. He will never
know the entanglements of wealth or power, and he does
not care what brand of clothing he wears or what kind of
food he eats. He recognizes no differences in people,
treating each person as an equal and a friend. His needs
have always been met, and he never worries that one day
they may not be. His hands are diligent.

Kevin is never as happy as when he is working. When he
unloads the dishwasher or vacuums the carpet, his heart
is completely in it. He does not shrink from a job when
it is begun, and he does not leave a job until it is
finished. But when his tasks are done, Kevin knows how
to relax. He is not obsessed with his work or the work
of others. His heart is pure. He still believes
everyone tells the truth, promises must be kept, and
when you are wrong, you apologize instead of argue. Free
from pride and unconcerned with appearances, Kevin is
not afraid to cry when he is hurt, angry or sorry. He is
always transparent, always sincere. And he trusts God.
Not confined by intellectual reasoning, when he comes to
God, he comes as a child.

Kevin seems to know God-to really be friends with
Him in a way that is difficult for an “educated” person to
grasp. God seems like his closest companion. In my
moments of doubt and frustrations with my religion,
I envy the security Kevin has in his simple faith. It is
then that I am most willing to admit that he has some
divine knowledge that rises above my mortal questions.
It is then I realize that perhaps he is not the one with
the handicap; I am.

My obligations, my fear, my pride, my circumstances – they
all become disabilities when I do not submit them to God.

Who knows if Kevin comprehends things I can never learn?
After all, he has spends his whole life in that kind of
innocence, praying after dark and soaking up the
goodness and love of the Lord. And one day, when the
mysteries of heaven are opened, and we are all amazed at
how close God really is to our hearts, we’ll realize
that God heard the simple prayers of a boy who believed
that God lived under his bed. Kevin won’t be surprised at all.

Mat 18:3, 4 “Assuredly I say to you, unless you are converted and become as little children, you will by no means enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore whoever humbles himself as a little child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.

ALLthings work together for good…If God is in your Life…

Rom 8:28 “And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose. “

All things work together for good…..if God is in your Life…

God knows where you need to be!

Next time your morning seems to be going wrong and the children
are slow getting dressed and you can’t seem to find the car keys and you hit every
traffic light, don’t get mad or frustrated; praise God instead because God is at work
watching over you.

Listen to this account of why we may need a perspective change.  After Sept. 11 … I happened to call a man on business that I didn’t know and have not, nor will ever, talk to again. But this day, he felt like talking.  He was the head of security of a company that had invited the remaining members of a company who had been decimated by the attack on the Twin Towers to share their office space. With his voice full of awe he told me stories of why these people were
alive and their counterparts were dead…..and all the stories were just ‘little’ things.

As you might know, the head of the company got in late that day
because his son started kindergarten. Another fellow was alive because it was his
turn to bring donuts.
One woman was late because her alarm clock didn’t go off in time.
One was late because of being stuck on the NJ Turnpike because of an auto accident.
One missed his bus.
One spilled food on her clothes and had to take time to change.
One’s car wouldn’t start.
One went back to answer the telephone.
One had a child that dawdled and didn’t get ready as soon as he should have.
One couldn’t get a taxi.
There were other stories that I hope and pray will someday be gathered
and put in a book.

The one that struck me was the man who put on a new pair of
shoes that morning, took the various means to get to work but before he got there,
he developed a blister on his foot. He stopped at a drugstore to buy a Band-Aid.
That is why he is alive today.

Now when I am stuck in traffic, miss an elevator, turn back to
answer a ringing phone…. all the little things that annoy me …I think to myself,
this is exactly where God wants me to be at this very moment.

May God continue to bless you with all those annoying little
things and may you remember their possible purpose

As a ‘born again’ believer we are reminded that;

Romans 8:28 “And we know that all things work together for good to them
who love the Lord, to them who are called according to His purposes”

If you are not a ‘born again’ believer check out what Jesus said;

John 14:6 “Jesus said to him, “I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through Me.”

And another reminder. Some were in the Towers on that day to be a light
among a dark world to help those needing and wanting last minute help….today
they are with Jesus….

A Change of Perspective…

Philip. 4:8 “Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.”

A Change of Perspective

  1. The best way to get even is to forget…
    2. Feed your faith and your doubts will starve to death…
    3. God wants spiritual fruit, not religious nuts…
    4. Some folks wear their halos much too tight…
    5. Some marriages are made in heaven, but they ALL have to be maintained on earth…
    6. Unless you can create the WHOLE universe in 5 days, then perhaps giving “advice” to God isn’t such a good idea!
    7. Sorrow looks back, worry looks around, and faith looks up…
    8. Standing in the middle of the road is dangerous. You will get knocked down by the traffic from both ways.
    9. Words are windows to the heart.
    10. A skeptic is a person who when he sees the handwriting on the wall claims it’s a forgery.
    11. It isn’t difficult to make a mountain out of a molehill just add a little dirt.
    12. A successful marriage isn’t finding the right person- It’s BEING the right person.
    13. The mighty oak tree was once a little nut that held its ground.
    14. Too many people offer God prayers, with claw marks all over them.
    15. The tongue must be heavy indeed, because so few people can hold it.
    16. To forgive is to set the prisoner free, and then discover the prisoner was you.
    17. You have to wonder about humans, they think God is dead and Elvis is alive!
    18. Its all right to sit on your pity pot every now and again. Just be sure to flush when you are done.
    19. You’ll notice that a turtle only makes progress when it sticks out its neck.                                                                                                                                                     20. And last but not least-God gave the angels wings, and He gave humans CHOCOLATE.

Romans 12:1-2 ” I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that you present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable unto God, which is your reasonable service. And be not conformed to this world: but be you transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect will of God.”

Kids and Humor for your day…

Proverbs 15:13 “A merry heart makes a cheerful countenance, But by sorrow of the heart the spirit is broken. “

Kids and Humor for your day….

A mother was preparing pancakes for her sons, Kevin, 5, Ryan, 3. The boys began to argue over who would get the first pancake.

Their mother saw the opportunity for a moral lesson. “If Jesus were sitting here, He would say ‘Let my brother have the first pancake, I can wait.’

Kevin turned to his younger brother and said, “Ryan, you be Jesus!”

Mat 20:16 “So the last will be first, and the first will be last.”

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A father was at the beach with his children when the four-year-old son ran up to him, grabbed his hand, and led him to the shore, where a seagull lay dead in the sand.

“Daddy, what happened to him?” the son asked.

“He died and went to Heaven,” the dad replied.

The boy thought a moment and then said,

“Did God throw him back down?”

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After the church service a little boy told the pastor, “When I grow up, I’m going to give you some money.”

“Well, thank you,” the pastor replied, “but why?”

“Because my daddy says you’re one of the poorest preachers we’ve ever had.”

James 1:19 “Therefore my beloved brethren, let everyone be swift to hear, slow to speak, slow to wrath.”

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A wife invited some people to dinner. At the table, she turned to their six-year-old daughter and said,

“Would you like to say the blessing?”

“I wouldn’t know what to say,” the girl replied.

“Just say what you hear Mommy say, “The wife answered. The daughter bowed her head and said,

“Lord, why on earth did I invite all these people to dinner?

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At Sunday school they were teaching how God created everything, including human beings.

Little Johnny, a child in the kindergarten class, seemed especially intent when they told him how Eve was created out of one of Adam’s ribs. Later in the week his mother noticed him lying as though he were ill, and said. “Johnny what is the matter?”

Little Johnny responded, “I have a pain in my side. I think I’m going to have a wife. ”

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The Sunday school teacher was carefully explaining the story of Elijah the Prophet and the false prophets of Baal. She explained how Elijah built the altar, put wood upon it, cut the steer in pieces and laid it upon the altar. And then Elijah commanded the people of God to fill four barrels of water and pour it over the altar. He had them do this four times.

“Now, said the teacher, “can anyone in the class tell me why the Lord would have Elijah pour water over the steer on the altar?”

A little girl in the back of the room raised her hand with great enthusiasm. “To make the gravy,”   came her enthusiastic reply.

Proverbs 17:22 “A merry heart does good, like medicine, But a broken spirit dries the bones. “

Thank you Heavenly Father…

James 1:2-3 “My brethren, count it all joy when you fall into various trials, 3 knowing that the testing of your faith produces patience.

Matt 23:9 “Do not call anyone on earth your father; for One is your Father, He who is in heaven.”

Thank You Heavenly Father

Hello God,
I called tonight
to talk a little while
I need a friend who’ll listen
to my anxiety and trial.
You see, I can’t quite make it
through a day just on my own…
I need your love to guide me,
so I’ll never feel alone.
I want to ask you please to keep
my family safe and sound.
Come and fill their lives with confidence
give me faith, dear God, to face
each hour throughout the day,
And not to worry over things
I can’t change in any way.
I thank you God for being home
and listening to my call,
for giving me such good advice
when I stumble and fall.
Your number, God, is the only one
that answers every time.
I never get a busy signal,
Never had to pay a dime.
So thank you, God, for listening
to my troubles and my sorrow.
Good night, God, I love You too,
and I’ll call again tomorrow!

I Thes 5:18 “in everything give thanks; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you”

Matthew 11:28 “Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden,
and I will give you rest.”

Growth in the Valley of Life…

Rom 8:28 “All things work together for good to those who love the Lord,
to those who are the called according to His purposes.”

Growth in the Valley of Life….

Sometimes life seems hard to bear,
Full of sorrow, trouble and woe
it’s then I have to remember
that it’s in the valleys I grow.

If I always stayed on the mountain top
and never experienced pain,
I would never appreciate God’s love
and would be living in vain.

I have so much to learn
and my growth is very slow,
sometimes I need the mountain tops,
but it’s in the valleys I grow.

I do not always understand
why things happen as they do,
but I am very sure of one thing.
My Lord will see me through.

My little valleys are nothing
when I picture Christ on the cross
He went through the valley of death;
His victory was Satan’s loss.

Forgive me Lord, for complaining
when I’m feeling so very low.
Just give me a gentle reminder
that it’s in the valleys I grow.

Continue to strengthen me, Lord
and use my life each day
to share your love with others
and help them find their way.

Thank you for valleys, Lord
For this one thing I know
the mountain tops are glorious
But it’s in the valleys I grow!

Have a blessed day!

REMEMBER…

The shortest distance between a problem and a solution is the distance
between your knees and the floor. The one who kneels to the Lord can
by Jesus’ power stand up to anything.

II Cor 12:9 “And He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore most gladly I will rather boast in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.”

I Thes 5:17, 18 “Pray without ceasing, for this is the will of God
in Christ Jesus, concerning you.”

What Love looks like…

Matthew 25:40 “And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.”

Bobby was getting cold sitting out in his back yard in the snow. Bobby

didn’t wear boots; he didn’t like them and anyway he didn’t own any.

The thin sneakers he wore had a few holes in them and they did a poor

job of keeping out the cold.

 

Bobby had been in his backyard for about an hour already. And, try as

he might, he could not come up with an idea for his mother’s Christmas

gift. He shook his head as he thought, “This is useless, even if I do

come up with an idea, I don’t have any money to spend.”

 

Ever since his father had passed away three years ago, the family of five

had struggled. It wasn’t because his mother didn’t care, or try, there just

never seemed to be enough. She worked nights at the hospital, but the

small wage that she was earning could only be stretched so far.

 

What the family lacked in money and material things, they more than made

up for in love and family unity. Bobby had two older and one younger sister,

who ran the household in their mother’s absence?

 

All three of his sisters had already made beautiful gifts for their mother.

Some how it just wasn’t fair. Here it was Christmas Eve already, and he

had nothing.

 

Wiping a tear from his eye, Bobby kicked the snow and started to walk

down to the street where the shops and stores were. It wasn’t easy being

six without a father, especially when he needed a man to talk to.

 

Bobby walked from shop to shop, looking into each decorated window.

Everything seemed so beautiful and so out of reach. It was starting to

get dark and Bobby reluctantly turned to walk home when suddenly his

eyes caught the glimmer of the setting sun’s rays reflecting off of something

along the curb. He reached down and discovered a shiny dime.

 

Never before has anyone felt so wealthy as Bobby felt at that moment.

As he held his new found treasure, a warmth spread throughout his entire

body and he walked into the first store he saw. His excitement quickly turned

cold when salesperson after salesperson told him that he could not buy

anything with only a dime.

 

He saw a flower shop and went inside to wait in line. When the shop owner

asked if he could help him, Bobby presented the dime and asked if he could

buy one flower for his mother’s Christmas gift. The shop owner looked at

Bobby and his ten cent offering. Then he put his hand on Bobby’s shoulder

and said to him, “You just wait here and I’ll see what I can do for you.”

 

As Bobby waited, he looked at the beautiful flowers and even though he was a

boy, he could see why mothers and girls liked flowers. The sound of the door

closing as the last customer left, jolted Bobby back to reality.

All alone in the shop, Bobby began to feel alone and afraid.

 

Suddenly the shop owner came out and moved to the counter. There, before

Bobby’s eyes, lay twelve long stem, red roses, with leaves of green and tiny

white flowers all tied together with a big silver bow. Bobby’s heart sank as

the owner picked them up and placed them gently into a long white box.

 

“That will be ten cents young man.” the shop owner said reaching out his

hand for the dime. Slowly, Bobby moved his hand to give the man his dime.

Could this be true?  No one else would give him a thing for his dime! Sensing

the boy’s reluctance, the shop owner added, “I just happened to have some

roses on sale for ten cents a dozen. Would you like them?”

 

This time Bobby did not hesitate, and when the man placed the long box into

his hands, he knew it was true. Walking out the door that the owner was

holding for Bobby, he heard the shop keeper say, “Merry Christmas, son.”

 

As he returned inside, the shop keepers wife walked out. “Who were you

talking to back there and where are the roses you were fixing?”

 

Staring out the window, and blinking the tears from his own eyes, he replied,

“A strange thing happened to me this morning.  Just a few minutes ago, a little boy came into the shop and wanted to buy a flower for his mother with one small dime.  When I looked at him, I saw myself, many years ago.

 

The shop owner and his wife hugged each other tightly, and as they stepped

out’ into the bitter cold air, they somehow didn’t feel cold at all.

 

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2 Thes 1:3 “We ought always to thank God for you, brothers,

and rightly so, because your faith is growing more and more,

and the love every one of you has for each other is increasing.”