"Heaviness in the heart of man maketh it stoop: but a good word maketh it glad." — Proverbs 12:25

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• The Broken Pot 
• The Three Trees 
• Thoughts on Prayer, Revival & Missions
• Learning To Live In Two Worlds
• The Apostle Paul Wasn't Qualified
• The Unruffled Reflection that is HOLINESS
• At The End Of Life
• The Anvil? God's Word.
• God's Wings
• Life by Accident?
• Courage
• Have You Tasted My Jesus?
• Final Bid
• The Blood
• I AM
• Twenty-Six Guards
• The High Calling
• Interest on the Widow's Mite
• The Oyster
• The Unmoved Rock
• The Prince and the Beggars
• Footprints
• Open The Rose
• Life Line
• Quotes To Meditate on

Blessed
From a right perspective

It all depends on the way you look at things.

One day a father and his rich family took his son on a trip to the country with the firm purpose to show him how poor people can be. They spent a day and a night on the farm of a very poor family. When they got back from their trip the father asked his son, "How was the trip?"

"Very good, Dad!" "Did you see how poor people can be?" the father asked. "Yeah!" said the son. "And what did you learn?"

The son answered, "I saw that we have a dog at home, and they have four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of the garden. They have a creek that has no end. We have imported lamps in the garden. They have the stars. Our patio reaches to the front yard, they have a whole horizon."

When the little boy was finished, his father was speechless. His son added, "Thanks, Dad for showing me how poor we really are!"

J. B. Phillips
said of the first chapters of Acts

"This is the church of Jesus Christ before it became fat and out of breath by prosperity.
This is the church of Jesus Christ before it became muscle bound by over organization.

This is the church of Jesus Christ where they didn't gather together a group of
intellectuals to study phycho-sematic medicine, they just healed the sick.

This is the church of Jesus Christ where they did not say prayers,
but they prayed in the Holy Ghost." There's a vast difference.

Giving Blood
By Kevin Rayner

A little boy was told by his doctor that he could save his sister's life by giving her some blood. The six-year-old girl was near death, a victim of disease from which the boy had made a marvelous recovery two years earlier. Her only chance for restoration was a blood transfusion from someone who had previously conquered the illness. Since the two children had the same rare blood type, the boy was the ideal donor.

"Johnny, would you like to give your blood for Mary?" the doctor asked.

The boy hesitated. His lower lip started to tremble. Then he smiled, and said, "Sure, Doc. I'll give my blood for my sister."

Soon the two children were wheeled into the operating room--Mary, pale and thin; Johnny, robust and the picture of health. Neither spoke, but when their eyes met, Johnny grinned.

As his blood siphoned into Mary's veins, one could almost see new life come into her tired body. The ordeal was almost over when Johnny's brave little voice broke the silence, "Say Doc, when do I die?"

It was only then that the doctor realized what the moment of hesitation, the trembling of the lip, had meant earlier. Little Johnny actually thought that in giving his blood to his sister he was giving up his life! And in that brief moment, he had made his great decision!

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