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Saturday, December 24, 2011

Who loves you more than Mom?

A teacher was trying to teach her class a lesson about fractions. After the lesson, she tested one of the boys who was in a large family. Johnny, she said, “There are 6 people in your family. Your mom bakes a pie and she cuts it up for you, what fraction of the pie will you receive?”

Johnny, thought for a minute and said, “One-fifth.” The teacher said, “Now, remember there are 6 people in your family, how big would your piece of pie be.” And again, the boy said, “One-fifth.” The teacher said, “No, you don’t understand fractions.” And Johnny respectfully said, “You don’t understand my mom. She would have said that she didn’t want any.”

Life's Greatest Test

Life's Greatest Test - Story of John Blanchard

One of the most romantic and inspirational true to life story of a soldier's life and love.

John Blanchard was a soldier.

One day, in a library, he found an old book with a lot of writing in the margins. He read her handwritten notes in the book and admired their deep insights. At the front cover, he saw that the book was previously owned by a certain Hollis Maynell.

With much effort, he located her address. He wrote to her and told her about her old book and how he liked her written notes.

And she responded, thanking him for his kind words.

But that day, he was shipped overseas to fight in a war.

Still, they kept writing to each other. During the difficult times at the battlefield, her words inspired him and gave him hope.

Little by little, John was falling in love with her.

He requested for a photo, but she replied that if he really cared for her, it won’t matter how she looked.

Finally, he was going home.

They decided to meet at the Grand Central Station at 7pm.

He said he’d be in his soldier’s uniform bringing her old book.

And she said, “You’ll know me by the red rose I’ll wear on my lapel.”

When the train arrived at 7pm, John was there, wearing his neatly pressed military uniform, with her old book in his hand.

The first woman to step off the train was a beautiful woman in a green suit. But there was no red rose on her blouse.

John was disappointed. But she was so lovely, he kept looking at her. She walked in front of him, glanced at him with a smile, and asked, “Are you following me, soldier?”

A part of him wanted to follow.

But no, he had to wait for Hollis Maynell.

The next woman who stepped off the train had a red rose on her lapel. She was perhaps 45 years old. She had graying hair beneath her hat. And she was very overweight. Meantime, the beautiful woman in the green suit was walking away.

John was torn.

Yet he looked again at the woman who was wearing the red rose. He remembered her letters and what a fascinating a person she was. He remembered how wonderful her words made him feel. He told himself, “This may not be love. But this may be more than love. This will be a beautiful friendship with a lovely person.”

He walked up to her, straightened himself, handed the book to her and said, “My name is Lieutenant John Blanchard. You must be Ms. Hollis Maynell. I’m so glad you could meet me. May I have dinner with you tonight?”

The woman smiled. “I don’t know what this is about, son,” she answered, “but the young lady in the green suit asked me to wear this red rose on my coat. She also said that if you asked me out for dinner, she said she’d be waiting for you in the big restaurant across the street. She said it was some kind of test!”

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

A Modern-Day Service Parable

A Modern-Day Parable

One day an old Christian named Rufus Leekin called his brother in Christ, Lee Vight, and asked if he would like to buy some of his family antiques.

“Why do you want to sell those things, Rufus?” asked Lee. “I thought you really liked them.”

“Well, I do, but I need to hire somebody to shingle my roof, and I don’t have enough money saved up. I’ve been out of work for a year, so things have been tough lately. It’s kinda like life has beaten me up and left me half dead.”

“Man, I wish I could help you, but I’m not really into antiques. Good luck, though.” Lee hung up.

Later that day Rufus saw a member of his church named Jessup Reest downtown. When Rufus waved and tried to get his attention, Jessup acted like he didn’t see him and passed by on the other side. (He had heard from Lee that Rufus was trying to pawn off some of his old junk on church members.)

Out of desperation, Rufus finally called a guy he used to work with, named Sam Herriton, and gave him the same pitch. Rufus knew Sam was a nice guy and was pretty sure he went to church somewhere, but he wasn't sure where.

When Sam discovered the reason behind his solicitation, he took pity on Rufus. But instead of buying his treasures, Sam decided to round up some other guys from his own church and just take care of Rufus’s roof for him.

Rufus was overwhelmed. He tried to turn down their offer, but the good Sam Herriton was persistent. He and his crew worked all day Saturday shingling and repairing structural damage. Unfortunately they only got half done, and rain was coming. They were worried that the precipitation would find its way into the house if it wasn't finished right away. As much as Sam and his helpers hated to miss their church service, they decided they’d better finish the roof before the rains came and beat up on the house. (Sorry. Wrong parable.) So they worked all Sunday morning and finished roofing the roof of Rufus.

As Lee Vight and Jessup Reest drove by Rufus’s house on the way to church, they were both appalled that someone would skip worshiping God to work on a roof.

Which of these three do you think was a neighbor to the man who fell into hard times?

Monday, October 17, 2011

Ministry Ideas

Lots of life change comes from being among God's people. The first century church was together daily in many cases. Today we have reduced "church" to Sundays and Wednesdays. What are some good practical ideas for this generations.

* Using the internet and social media to encourage, pray, and connect with one another.
* Home group Bible studies by age groups and inter-generational.
* Cookouts and camp outs.
* Growth groups by generation and / or gender at or away from church building.
* Meals together before or after church assemblies. These could be at the building or at restaurants.
* Of course families studying together wherever they find themselves.

Share with me some more.

Saturday, October 15, 2011

The cab ride

The Cab Ride

I arrived at the address and honked the horn.  after waiting a few minutes I walked to the door and knocked.. 'Just a minute', answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.


After a long pause, the door opened. 
A small woman in her 90's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940's movie.


By her side was a small nylon suitcase. 
The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets.


There were no clocks on the walls, 
no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.


'Would you carry my bag out to the car?' 
she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman.


She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.


She kept thanking me for my kindness. 
'It's nothing', I told her... 'I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother to be treated.'


'Oh, you're such a good boy, she said.
When we got in the cab, she gave me an address and then asked, 'Could you drive through downtown?'


'It's not the shortest way,'
I answered quickly..


'Oh, I don't mind,' she said.
'I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice.


I looked in the rear-view mirror. 
Her eyes were glistening. 'I don't have any family left,' she continued in a soft voice.. 'The doctor says I don't have very long.' I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.


'What route would you like me to take?' I asked.


For the next two hours, we drove 
through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator.


We drove through the neighborhood 
where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds. She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.


Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.


As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, 'I'm tired. Let's go now'.


We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.


Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were Solicitous and intent, watching her every move. They must have been expecting her.


I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.


'How much do I owe you?' 
She asked, reaching into her purse.


'Nothing,' I said


'You have to make a living,' she answered.


'There are other passengers,' I responded.


Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly.


'You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,' she said.'Thank you.'


I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light.. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life..

  I didn't  pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that  day, I could hardly talk. What if that woman had  gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift?
What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?


On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything more important in my life.


We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.


But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.


PEOPLE MAY NOT REMEMBER EXACTLY WHAT YOU DID, OR WHAT YOU SAID~BUT~THEY WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER HOW YOU MADE THEM FEEL.


Life 
may not be the party we hoped for, but while we 
are here we might as well dance.

Jeopardy Question Nobody could answer.

The Jeopardy Question Nobody could answer.

ARLINGTON CEMETERY

Jeopardy Question: On Jeopardy the other night, the final question was "How many steps does the guard take during his walk  across the tomb of the Unknowns"---- All three contestants missed it!

 This is really an awesome sight to watch if you' ve never had the chance. Very fascinating.

Tomb of the Unknown Soldier





1. How many steps does the guard take during his walk across the tomb of the Unknowns and why?

21 steps: It alludes to the twenty-one gun salute which is the highest honor given any military or foreign dignitary.





 2. How long does he hesitate after his about face to begin his return walk and why?

21 seconds for the same reason as answer number 1



3. Why are his gloves wet?

His gloves are moistened to prevent his losing his grip on the rifle.





4. Does he carry his rifle on the same shoulder all the time and, if not, why not?

He carries the rifle on the shoulder away from the tomb. After his march across the path, he executes an about face and moves the rifle to the outside shoulder.




5. How often are the guards changed?

Guards are changed every thirty minutes, twenty-four hours a day, 365 days a year.






6. What are the physical traits of the guard limited to?

For a person to apply for guard duty at the tomb, he must be between 5' 10' and 6' 2' tall and his waist size cannot exceed 30. They must commit 2 years of life to guard the tomb, live in a barracks under the tomb, and cannot drink any alcohol on or off duty for the rest of their lives. They cannot swear in public for the rest of their lives and cannot disgrace the uniform or the tomb in any way. After two years, the guard is given a wreath pin that is worn on their lapel signifying they served as guard of the tomb... There are only 400 presently worn. The guard must obey these rules for the rest of their lives or give up the wreath pin. The shoes are specially made with very thick soles to keep the heat and cold from their feet. There are metal heel plates that extend to the top of the shoe in order to make the loud click as they come to a halt. There are no wrinkles, folds or lint on the uniform.. Guards dress for duty in front of a full-length mirror. The first six months of duty a guard cannot talk to anyone nor watch TV. All off duty time is spent studying the 175 notable people laid to rest in Arlington National Cemetery . A guard must memorize who they are and where they are interred. Among the notables are: President Taft, Joe Lewis {the boxer} Medal of Honor winner Audie L. Murphy, the most decorated soldier of WWII and of Hollywood fame.

Every guard spends five hours a day getting his uniforms ready for guard duty.





ETERNAL REST GRANT THEM O LORD AND LET PERPETUAL LIGHT SHINE UPON THEM.

In 2003 as Hurricane Isabelle was approaching Washington, DC, our US Senate/House took 2 days off with anticipation of the storm.. On the ABC evening news, it was reported that because of the dangers from the hurricane, the military members assigned the duty of guarding the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier were given permission to suspend the assignment.

They respectfully declined the offer, "No way, Sir!" Soaked to the skin, marching in the pelting rain of a tropical storm, they said that guarding the Tomb was not just an assignment, it was the highest honor that can be afforded to a service person. The tomb has been patrolled continuously, 24/7, since 1930.




God Bless and keep them.

Sunday, October 09, 2011

Self Destruction

Once there was an eagle soaring high in the sky and as it flew, almost out
of sight, it became unsteady and finally began to fall. It plunged to the earth in a
pasture near two men. When the men went to the eagle, they found him shaking
and trembling. In its claw was a rattlesnake.

The eagle had caught the reptile, soared into the sky, and finally lost the
battle when the snake bit it. Now there it lay holding onto the very thing that
killed it! People are the same way. The thing from which they hope to derive
some pleasure; but like the eagle in the story, they are fighting a losing battle
and are holding onto the very thing that will mean their spiritual death.

How sad it is to think of a soul being lost simply because a person is to
proud or too stubborn to free themselves of the thing which are destroying them!

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Panel Discussion - Reaching the Mind of the Unbeliever

http://preachersretreat.podomatic.com/entry/2011-09-27T14_41_23-07_00

Monroe Hawley- Identity and the Non-Sectarian Ideal

http://preachersretreat.podomatic.com/entry/2011-09-27T14_22_14-07_00

Stacy Sikes - "Charged With Hope" - 2011 Midwest Preachers Retreat

http://preachersretreat.podomatic.com/entry/2011-09-26T21_21_33-07_00

Dave Bland No. 3 Simplicities of Character Formation Proverbs 10-15

http://preachersretreat.podomatic.com/entry/2011-09-27T14_02_25-07_00

Dave Bland No. 2 Temptations In the Process of Character Formation Proverbs 1: 8-9:18

http://preachersretreat.podomatic.com/entry/2011-09-26T22_02_28-07_00

Dave Bland No. 1 Foundation of Character Formation

http://preachersretreat.podomatic.com/entry/2011-09-26T21_41_49-07_00

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Preachers Need Emotional Support

Great resources for emotional support in ministry.

http://www.parsonage.org/

Ministry friends are important.

Saturday, August 06, 2011

Mormonism


Got a question about Mormonism?
Former Mormon Latayne C. Scott, author of the Zondervan book “The Mormon Mirage” and a member of the Mountainside Church of Christ in Albuquerque, N.M.


http://www.christianchronicle.org/blog/2011/08/got-questions-about-mormonism-ask-author-and-speaker-latayne-c-scott/?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+OfficialNewsBlogOfTheChristianChronicle+%28Official+News+Blog+of+The+Christian+Chronicle%29


Preaching Jobs

Here are some links you may consider when looking for preaching jobs.


The best thing to do is network. Your friends will be more able to help you find a good match.


Go to Oklahoma Christian's web page at 

Oklahoma Christian University – http://www.oc.edu/jobpost/churchrel_ppl.aspx



The Christian Chronicle is also a good source --http://www.christianchronicle.org/classifieds/classified.php/listing/620

or – http://www.christianchronicle.org/classifieds/index.php/cat/2




Freed-Hardeman's can be accessed by going tohttp://www.fhu.edu/forms/jobs/postajob.aspx and clicking "Pulpit Minister" at the top right hand side of the page.


Lubbock Christian 
http://www.lcu.edu/no_cache/majors-programs/bachelors/bible/ministry-positions.html


Ohio Valley also has a good site: http://bible.ovc.edu/bible/chlookpg.htm


Libscomb – http://careercenter.lipscomb.edu/careersearch.asp


http://www.cocn.org/churches-looking.html





ACU – http://www.acu.edu/academics/cbs/centers-services/churchrelations/services/looking.html



Heritage Christian – http://www.hcu.edu/resources/churchlisting

epreacher.org – http://epreacher.org/jobs.html



Sunset – http://www.sibi.cc/index.php?option=com_adsmanager&Itemid=218



Rocky Mountain Christian – http://rmcnews.site.aplus.net/ (click on Classifieds)

CofC Online Directory – http://church-of-christ.org/bulletin-board/employment.html


If you know of others I should include, please contact me.
Kevin Rayner

Saturday, July 09, 2011

Backsliding & Falling Away

A small boy was riding an open trolley home from Sunday School years ago with a tract titled "Faith in God" clutched tightly in his hand. He lost that grip, however, trying to maintain his balance and a gust of wind carried his tract out the door and down the street.

The boy cried, "Oh no! I've lost my Faith in God!"

Adult passengers nearby laughed at his unusual choice of words. One, more sober than others observed, "Most people couldn't tell you just when they lost their faith in God.  It just slipped away without much notice."

How firm a grip do we have on our faith? Could it slip away without much notice?

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Psalm 121:5

The LORD watches over you—
   the LORD is your shade at your right hand; Psalm 121:5

God is my shadow. He is as close as your shadow. You are never alone.

Monday, June 27, 2011

Church of Christ Preacher Search

Two churches of Christ are now in need of a gospel preacher.  
 
The church at Broken Bow, Oklahoma will have a need for a full-time preacher.  Broken Bow is just twelve miles above my home town of Idabel in McCurtain County.  You can view their website by the hyperlink below.
 
 
The rural congregation Graceton in east Texas near the community of Dianie is in need of a preacher.  Their preacher Jason Reeves will be preaching for the West Irwin congregation in Tyler.   
 
The Graceton congregation has around eighty in attendance.  It is around 25 or 30 miles north of Longview.  Hopely you can help get a sound preacher for that congregation. 
 
Here are their elders and their phone numbers:
 
J.L. McCellon (pronounced McClellan)             903-797-6815      
 
Kenny McCrary             903-797-6275      
 
Johnny Willeford             903-968-3572    

Mike Nix Dies Suddenly

Mike Nix a minister of the word has passed away suddenly. Pray for the family.

for more on the story, go to
The Christian Chronicle.

Conflict Among Brothers

Once upon a time two brothers, who lived on adjoining farms, fell into conflict. It was the first serious rift in 40 years of farming side by side, sharing machinery, and trading labor and goods as needed without a conflict. Then the long collaboration fell apart. It began with a small misunderstanding and it grew into a major difference, and finally it exploded into an exchange of bitter words followed by weeks of silence.

One morning there was a knock on John's door. He opened it to find a man with a carpenter's tool box. "I'm looking for a few days' work" he said. "Perhaps you would have a few small jobs here and there I could help with? Could I help you?" "Yes," said the older brother. "I do have a job for you."

"Look across the creek at that farm. That's my neighbor; in fact, it's my younger brother. Last week there was a meadow between us and he took his bulldozer to the river levee and now there is a creek between us. Well, he may have done this to spite me, but I'll do him one better."

"See that pile of lumber by the barn? I want you to build me a fence --an 8-foot fence -- so I won't need to see his place or his face anymore." The carpenter said, "I think I understand the situation. Show me the nails and the post-hole digger and I'll be able to do a job that pleases you."

The older brother had to go to town, so he helped the carpenter get the materials ready and then he was off for the day. The carpenter worked hard all that day measuring, sawing, nailing. About sunset when the farmer returned, the carpenter had just finished his job.

The farmer's eyes opened wide, his jaw dropped. There was no fence there at all. It was a bridge -- a bridge stretching from one side of the creek to the other! A fine piece of work, handrails and all -- and the neighbor, his younger brother, was coming toward them, his hand outstretched. "You are quite a fellow to build this bridge after all I've said and done." The two brothers stood at each end of the bridge, and then they met in the middle, taking each other's hand.

They turned to see the carpenter hoist his toolbox onto his shoulder. "No, wait! Stay a few days. I've a lot of other projects for you," said the older brother. "I'd love to stay on," the carpenter said, but I have many more bridges to build.


Do you have any bridges that you need to build?

Fishermen

There is a story about a peculiar fisherman from Minnesota. You see, this fisherman was very well prepared. He knew how to fish. He had everything you need to be a good fisherman. He had poles, nets, bait, and even a really nice boat; but this fisherman had a problem. You see, for all his preparation he never caught anything. Not one fish. Not one, not ever. And you know why he never caught a fish? What do you think? It's an easy answer: He never went fishing. He had all the knowledge and all the equipment, but he never got into the boat, he never left the dock.

When Jesus called some of his first disciples he called them by telling them he would make them fishers of men and in fact, that is what he did. Sure he taught them and mentored them, but ultimately he sent them out to go share the gospel with those who had not heard it.

There are too many of us that have spent all this time preparing and studying the scripture, but have yet to share the gospel with anyone. Don't be like the fisherman who has all the knowledge and equipment he needs, but never catches a fish because he never goes out fishing. Jesus' last commandment before he ascended was to

go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. (Matthew 28:19-20) 

That commandment was meant for more than just the disciples standing there. It was meant for you and me as well. So we need to make sure that we are going and being fishers of men.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

The Work Of Deacons

I'm presently doing a series of lesson on deacons as we prepare to add more. What resources have you found helpful?

Here are some I am using.
First, the Bible. It has so much to say about service, leadership etc.

Second,
Deacons, Wake Up!: A First-Century Call for Today's Servants

Third,
The deacon and his work

Let me know of other great resources.

Kevin

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Mouth Trouble

There is a crane found in southern Turkey that has the strange habit of picking up stones and carrying them around in its mouths as it flies around. There are a lot of different theories on why they do this. My favorite, though, is that it carries around stones in its mouth to remain quiet. You see, these cranes have a tendency to crackle a lot, especially when they fly and this noise gets the attention of the eagle in this area who would love nothing more than to swoop down and enjoy some crane for lunch.

Cranes are not the only ones who have trouble controlling what they say. In James Chapter 3 we are warned about controlling the tongue and the things we say.

All kinds of animals, birds, reptiles and creatures of the sea are being tamed and have been tamed by man, but no man can tame the tongue. It is a restless evil, full of deadly poison. With the tongue we praise our Lord and Father, and with it we curse men, who have been made in God’s likeness. Out of the same mouth come praise and cursing. My brothers, this should not be. Can both fresh water and salt water flow from the same spring? My brothers, can a fig tree bear olives, or a grapevine bear figs? Neither can a salt spring produce fresh water.
James 3:7-12

We must be careful what we say and try to keep our tongues under control. Like the crane, we have an enemy just waiting for his chance to devour us. So let us heed the words of the writer of Proverbs, “He who guards his mouth and his tongue keeps himself from calamity.”
Proverbs 21:23

Because I wanted you to be happy!

There is a story of a young boy who sat down and poured out his heart to God about what he wanted for his future. The boy asked God if he could live in a mansion when he grew up. He also wanted to marry a tall, blonde-haired, blue-eyed girl and have three boys. He was even specific about what he wanted his boys to do when they grew up. He wanted one of them to be a politician, another to be a business man, and one to be a quarterback. He only had one more request, and that was that one day he would climb great mountains and be a great adventurer.

Well, the boy grew up. He ended up hurting his knee in football and could not even climb a tree — let alone a great mountain. He had to live in the city in an apartment for his job. He ended up falling in love and marrying a short, brown-haired, brown-eyed girl. He had three lovely daughters. One grew up to be a teacher, one a nurse and one a writer. He lived a good and happy life. It was not until he was an older man that he remembered the prayer he made as child. Looking back on all the things he wanted and did not get, the man became depressed. In his sadness he cried out to God and asked why he didn’t get what he wanted. God simply replied, "Because I wanted you to be happy."

God has promised us that He will give us good gifts (Matthew 7:11). Are you seeing the blessings God has for you? He knows what we need better than we do. Let us put our faith and trust in him.

Kevin

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Happy Father's Day

A Dad is a person
who is loving and kind,
And often he knows
what you have on your mind.
He's someone who listens,
suggests, and defends.
A dad can be one
of your very best friends!
He's proud of your triumphs,
but when things go wrong,
A dad can be patient
and helpful and strong
In all that you do,
a dad's love plays a part.
There's always a place for him
deep in your heart.
And each year that passes,
you're even more glad,
More grateful and proud
just to call him your dad!
Thank you, Dad...
for listening and caring,
for giving and sharing,
but, especially, for just being you!
Happy Father's Day

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Saturday, June 11, 2011

Speed of your Speech

Not an illustration, but comments on using illustrations.

Does how fast you talk have an impact on your speech? Check-out the article by clicking on the title below.


Be More Persuasive by Speaking at a Comfy Pace and Taking Pauses



Kevin

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Why Isn't Your Brain In Your Foot?

In Psalm 139:14, the writer praises God by noting the design in the human body. "I am fearfully and wonderfully made," the writer says as he goes on to praise God's wisdom in all He produces. God has designed us. For more on this, follow the link.

Education Ministry

Yeakley, 50, has served in a variety of roles — youth, education and evangelism — during his 29 years of ministry. Steve serves as involvement minister for the Faith Village Church of Christ in Wichita Falls, Texas, he also counsels adults and works with children’s education. He directs a church camp in Oklahoma and “Kids for Christ,” an innovative Vacation Bible School format at his home congregation.


I encourage you to read the article on the Chronicle's web page at


http://www.christianchronicle.org/article2159276~A_conversation_with_Steven_Yeakley

Mr. God

I'm sorry for keepin' ya up late.
But, I wanna know
If'n you're too busy, I can wait.

You see grandma's been forgettin'
A lot of things. Mamma says so.
She forgot my name, today, Mr. God,
And she's a walkin' kinda slow.

Yesterday, she jest left
Without even sayin' bye.
Daddy brought her back and
He had a tear in his eye.

So, I was wonderin', can you fix her?
She has somthun' called 'all tizers', daddy said.
She forgets who we are sometimes,
And she forgot that grandpa's dead.

Mr. God, you give her a new rememberer
'Cause I miss her playin', and stuff, with me
And the cookies she used to bake.
And, she was so smart, wasn't she?

She used to talk 'bout you a lot.
Now, she jest talks to herself and,
Mr. God, she don't know herself
From the pictures on the shelf.

Sometimes, she calls me 'little boy'
And pats my cheek or hair.
And she don't seem to care.

Please, Mr. God,
Will ya fix her, all new again,
A'fore she gets lost and
Can't bremember where she's been?

She ain't sang a Jesus song
Like I like to hear her to do.
Daddy says 'cause she is getting old.
But, she's not as old as you.

Daddy says you never forget and
You are older than anyone, anywhere.
Mamma says, "All we can do is
Remember her in prayer.

So, Mr. God, I'm jest askin'
'Cause I don't know how to pray.
'Cause you un'erstand what I try to say.

Does Jesus have a grandma
And does she forget people, too?
I guess she would be your mommy
And wouldn't she be older than you?

Well, I gotta go to bed.
Would ya keep grandma safe, O please,
So as she won't wander off and get lost?
She forgets her hat and coat,
and she could freeze.

I love her lots and
I wish she bremember I'm her little Andy
And bake some good cookies for me,
And even share my candy.

Tell my friend, Jesus, I was here and
Give Him a hug from grandma and me.
She used to know Him and I heard her say,
"Thank you, Jesus, for little Andy."

Good night, Mr. God. Are ya tired?
You work, so hard, all day.
I'll be back a'morrow, to visit,
Before I go out to play.

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Resurrection

When a dead man got up and walk. What if he was just somewhere outside of Jerusalem being fertilizer for a graveyard?

It is Finished

When Jesus said, "It is finished"
  • Cry of the Carpenter - Completion of a task that only He could do.
  • Shout of the Shepherd - Solution to getting all the sheep safely into the fold.
  • Voice of the Victor - Villain has been destroyed finally.

Thursday, April 21, 2011

W.I.P. (Work in Progress)

I talk to many people who are looking for hope. Hopelessness about financial, educational, career, or relational factors. Those especially relating to children, marriage and those they love. And hope deals with the future.


Read Philippians 1:6 ... confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.


Remember God is working on you and them. We are all "Works In Progress."


Divine love finds a way of being optimistic. God isn't finished with you either.


Death isn't the end of life, but a glorious beginning for the Christian. 
2 Peter 3:10 But the day of the Lord will come like a thief. The heavens will disappear with a roar; the elements will be destroyed by fire, and the earth and everything in it will be laid bare.


God is directing history toward a climatic day. A purging moment. This earth will be changed, refined, and cleansed of all moral imperfections. 


What kind of people should we be...
2 Peter 3:11 Since everything will be destroyed in this way, what kind of people ought you to be? You ought to live holy and godly lives

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Fall 2001 - National poll in Michigan. Only 1 in 5 Americans feel hopeful about the future. (80%)


Links to other resources:
Quotes
Audio Message of Hope
Hope For Life

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Bookmarks

I will continue to add bookmarks or favorites to this blog post as I discover relevant ones. If you have any suggestions, feel free to send those to me and I will consider there relavance to this blog. If I feel they are as valuable as you, I will add them. Thanks!

Links, Bookmarks, etc. below
parable.podOmatic.com

Monday, April 18, 2011

Where is God?

AIN'T

He was just a little boy,
On a week's first day.
Wandering home from Bible school,
 
And dawdling on the way.

He scuffed his shoes into the grass;
He even found a caterpillar.
He found a fluffy milkweed pod
And blew out all the 'filler.'

bird's nest in a tree overhead,
So wisely placed up high.
Was just another wonder
That caught his eager eye.

A neighbor watched his zigzag course
And hailed him from the lawn;
Then he asked him where he'd been that day
And what was going on.

"I've been to  Bible School,"
He said and turned a piece of sod.
 
He picked up a wiggly worm replying,
'I've learned a lot about God.'

"M'm, very fine way," the neighbor said,
 
"for a boy to spend his time.
If you'll tell me where God is,
I'll give you a brand new dime."

Quick as a flash the answer came!
 
Nor were his accents faint.
 
"I'll give you a dollar, Mister,
 
If you can tell me where God ain't."

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Teamwork

An out-of-towner drove his car into a ditch in a desolated area. Luckily, a local farmer came to help with his big strong horse named Buddy.

He hitched Buddy up to the car and yelled, "Pull, Nellie, pull!" Buddy didn't move.

Then the farmer hollered, "Pull, Buster, pull!" Buddy didn't respond.

Once more the farmer commanded, "Pull, Coco, pull!" Nothing.

Then the farmer nonchalantly said, "Pull, Buddy, pull!" And the horse easily dragged the car out of the ditch.

The motorist was most appreciative and very curious. He asked the farmer why he called his horse by the wrong name three times.

The farmer said, "Oh, Buddy is blind and if he thought he was the only one pulling, he wouldn't even try!"


Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Facebook

Facebook: The Good and Bad of Social Networking in Ministry

To listen online, click on this link.

To download the mp3, right click on this link.

Make it a great day,
Kevin Rayner
Highland Church of Christ
Tecumseh, Ok

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Ideas for Honoring Graduates

Ideas for Honoring Graduates

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To listen on, follow this link.

Make it a great day,
Kevin Rayner

Great book
How to Stay Christian at College

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Friday, February 11, 2011

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Prayer: Empty Chair

A woman's daughter had asked the local minister
to come and pray with her mother.

When the minister arrived,
he found the woman lying in bed with her head
propped up on two pillows.

An empty chair sat beside her bed.

The minister assumed that the woman
had been informed of his visit.

'I guess you were expecting me", he said.

'No, who are you?' asked the mother.

The minister told her his name and then remarked,
'I saw the empty chair and I figured you knew
 I was going to show up..'

'Oh yes, the chair,' said the bedridden woman.
'Would you mind closing the door?'

Puzzled, the minister shut the door.

'I have never told anyone this,
not even my daughter,' said the woman.

'But all of my life I have never
known how to pray.
At church I used to hear the minister talk about prayer,
but it went right over my head.'

I abandoned any attempt at prayer,'
the old woman continued, '
until one day four years ago,
when my best friend said to me,
 ' Prayer is just a simple matter
of having a conversation with Jesus
Here is what I suggest.
'Sit down in a chair;
place an empty chair in front of you,
and in faith see Jesus sitting there.

It's not spooky because he promised,
'I will be with you always'.
'Then just speak to him in the same way
you're doing with me right now.'

'So, I tried it and I've liked it so much
that I do it a couple of hours every day.

I'm careful though,
if my daughter saw me talking to an empty chair,
she'd either have a nervous breakdown
or send me off to the funny farm.'

The minister was deeply moved by the story and
encouraged the old woman to continue on the journey.

Then he prayed with her,
and returned to the church.

Two nights later the daughter called
to tell the minister that her mama
had died that afternoon.

Did she die in peace?' he asked.
Yes, when I left the house about two o'clock,
she called me over to her bedside, and
told me she loved me and kissed me on the cheek.
When I got back from the store an hour later,
I found her ..

But there was something strange about her death.
Apparently, just before Mom died,
she leaned over and rested her head on the chair
beside the bed. What do you make of that?'

The minister wiped a tear from his eye and said,
'I hope we can all go like that.'
Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive.

I asked God for water, He gave me an ocean. 
I asked God for a flower, He gave me a garden.
I asked God for a friend, He gave me all of YOU...
If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.

Happy moments, praise God.
Difficult moments, seek God.
Quiet moments, worship God
Painful moments, trust God
Every moment, thank God.