An Attached Fuel Hose
Written by: C.P Hia
Felipe Massa of Brazil should have won the Formula One Grand Prix in Singapore in September 2008. But as he drove off from a refueling stop while in the lead, the fuel hose was still attached. By the time his team removed the hose, he had lost so much time that he finished 13th.
The apostle Paul warned Timothy of another kind of attachment that would cause him defeat—“the affairs of this life” (2 Tim. 2:4). He urged Timothy not to let anything slow him down or distract him from the cause of his Lord and Master.
There are many attractive things in our world that are so easy to get entangled with—hobbies, sports, TV, computer games. These may start off as “refueling” activities, but later they can take up so much of our time and thought that they interfere with the purpose for which God created us: to share the good news of Christ, serve Him with our gifts, and bring glory to Him.
Paul told Timothy why he ought not be entangled with this world’s affairs: So that he could “please Him” (v.4). If your desire is to please the Lord Jesus, you will want to stay untangled from the world.
As John reminds us, “The world is passing away, and the lust of it; but he who does the will of God abides forever” (1 John 2:17.)
Why go to Church?
Submitted by: Amy Hunt
If you're spiritually alive, you're going to love this!
If you're spiritually dead, you won't want to read it.
If you're spiritually curious, there is still hope!
A church goer wrote a letter to the editor of a newspaper and complained that it made no sense to go to church every Sunday. "I've gone for 30 years now," he wrote, "and in that time I have heard something like 3,000 sermons. But for the life of me, I can't remember a single one of them. So, I think I'm wasting my time and the pastors are wasting theirs by giving sermons at all."
This started a real controversy in the "Letters to the Editor" column, much to the delight of the editor. It went on for weeks until someone wrote this clincher:
"I've been married for 30 years now. In that time my wife has cooked some 32,000 meals. But, for the life of me, I cannot recall the entire menu for a single one of those meals. But I do know this. They all nourished me and gave me the strength I needed to do my work. If my wife had not given me these meals, I would be physically dead today. Likewise, if I had not gone to church for nourishment, I would be spiritually dead today!"
My father used to play with my brother and me in the yard. Mother would come out and say, "You're tearing up the grass." "We're not raising grass," Dad would reply. "We're raising boys." ~ Harmon Killebrew, member of baseball’s Hall of Fame
The Children's Bible in a Nutshell
Copied and submitted by: Nancy Lamonds
Here is a book report on the entire Bible through the eyes of a child:
In the beginning, which occurred near the start, there was nothing but God, darkness, and some gas. The Bible says, 'The Lord thy God is one, but I think He must be a lot older than that.’
Anyway, God said, 'Give me a light!' and someone did.
Then God made the world.
He split the Adam and made Eve. Adam and Eve were naked, but they weren't embarrassed because mirrors hadn't been invented yet.
Adam and Eve disobeyed God by eating one bad apple, so they were driven from the Garden of Eden.....Not sure what they were driven in though, because they didn't have cars.
Adam and Eve had a son, Cain, who hated his brother as long as he was Abel.
Pretty soon all of the early people died off, except for Methuselah, who lived to be like a million or something.
One of the next important people was Noah, who was a good guy, but one of his kids was kind of a Ham. Noah built a large boat and put his family and some animals on it. He asked some other people to join him, but they said they would have to take a rain check.
After Noah came Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. Jacob was more famous than is brother, Esau, because Esau sold Jacob his birthmark in exchange for some pot roast. Jacob had a son named Joseph who wore a really loud sports coat.
Another important Bible guy is Moses, whose real name was Charlton Heston. Moses led the Israel Lights out of Egypt and away from the evil Pharaoh after God sent ten plagues on Pharaoh's people. These plagues included frogs, mice, lice, bowels, and no cable.
God fed the Israel Lights every day with manicotti. Then he gave them His Top Ten Commandments. These include: don't lie, cheat, smoke, dance, or covet your neighbor's stuff.
Oh, yeah, I just thought of one more: Humor thy father and thy mother.
One of Moses' best helpers was Joshua who was the first Bible guy to use spies. Joshua fought the battle of Geritol and the fence fell over on the town.
After Joshua came David. He got to be king by killing a giant with a slingshot. He had a son named Solomon who had about 300 wives and 500 porcupines. My teacher says he was wise, but that doesn't sound very wise to me.
After Solomon there were a bunch of major league prophets. One of these was Jonah, who was swallowed by a big whale and then barfed up on the shore.
There were also some minor league prophets, but I guess we don't have to worry about them.
After the Old Testament came the New Testament. Jesus is the star of The New. He was born in Bethlehem in a barn. (I wish I had been born in a barn too, because my mom is always saying to me, 'Close the door! Were you born in a barn?' It would be nice to say, 'As a matter of fact, I was.')
During His life, Jesus had many arguments with sinners like the Pharisees and the Republicans.
Jesus also had twelve opossums.
The worst one was Judas Asparagus. Judas was so evil that they named a terrible vegetable after him.
Jesus was a great man. He healed many leopards and even preached to some Germans on the Mount.
But the Republicans and all those guys put Jesus on trial before Pontius the Pilot. Pilot didn't stick up for Jesus. He just washed his hands instead.
Anyways, Jesus died for our sins, then came back to life again. He went up to Heaven but will be back at the end of the Aluminum. His return is foretold in the book of Revolution.
An Unspoken Request
Written by: Pat Lewallen
May 18, 2011
Father’s Day is celebrated on Sunday, June 19th this year. I have many precious memories of my Daddy, A. J. Greene. He was 80 years old when he died November 26, 2005. I got to talk to him on the phone that day. He called and asked if my son Mark was going to be able to help him rake up leaves. Daddy died later that evening. Momma had to call and break the terrible news to me. I sure do miss my Daddy.
A couple of months ago, it was my turn to stay with Momma. I had tucked her into bed. I stayed up reading my Sunday school lesson. It was quiet and a perfect time to read. All of a sudden, I began to think about Daddy. I thought to myself how much I’d love to see him and talk to him again. A little later, I went on to bed and fell asleep. I dreamed there were people stopped at the end of the driveway taking pictures of the house. I asked them what they were doing. They said they were getting things ready so the house could be sold. I told them they couldn’t do that because the house belonged to Momma. They didn’t want to leave. I told them to go away and take all their junk with them and to never come back. I was more than just a little upset with them.
I turned and walked back up the driveway toward the front yard and I saw my Daddy. He wasn’t old and frail anymore. He was young again and looked just like I remembered him many years ago. He was dark headed, tanned, and looked so strong and healthy. He was so handsome! Daddy was busy working on the yard riding on a shiny new John Deere tractor. I started waving to get his attention. Then he saw me too. He quickly stopped the tractor and said, “Hey Pat!” I said "Hey Daddy, you’re sure good looking today!” I asked him, “What are you doing?” He said, “I’m busy getting everything ready so I can sell the house.” I answered, “But Daddy, you can’t sell the house. Momma still lives here.”
I woke up and heard the distinct sound of three piano notes. There used to be a piano in the hall near my bedroom door. It was sold and removed from the house many years ago. I was so happy that I got to see and talk to my Daddy again. I know I serve a great and awesome God! I then thanked Him for answering an unspoken request just for me.
Fifth Commandment: Honor thy father and thy mother: that thy days may be long upon the land which the Lord thy God giveth thee.
Happy Father’s Day to All Fathers
Submitted by: Lela Farlow Trotter
The following are speeches that the children said at our Father’s Day programs in 2001 and 2002. This is dedicated in loving memory of John Miller, who died at 9 years of age.
2002 – John Miller
Children seldom misquote you. They usually just repeat word for word what you shouldn't have said!
2002 – Jamie Perkins
There is no more vital calling or vocation for men than fathering.
2001 – Bailey Auman
Let us look upon our children, let us love them and train them. As children of the Covenant and children of the Promise, these are the children of God.
2002 – Shane Trotter
Children think not of what is past, nor what is to come, but enjoy the present time, which few of us do.
2001 – Braden Newlin
Children are very nice observers, and will often perceive your slightest defects.
2002 – Macie McLeod
The best way to train up a child the way he should go is to travel that road occasionally yourself.
2001 – Easton Auman
The voice of parents is the voice of God’s – for to their children, they are heaven’s lieutenants.
2001 – Hannah Hayes
The difficult thing about children is that they come with no instructions. You pretty well have to assemble them on your own.
2001 – Katie Long
Want to enter God’s kingdom? Then become like little children. Want to be great in God’s eyes? Then become like little children. Want to let Jesus know you welcome and receive Him? Then welcome little children.
2001 – Abby Hayes
Our children are the only possessions we can take to Heaven.
2001 – Elizabeth Pierce
No doubt about it, raising kids takes lots of patience. You might say patience is the cornerstone of
a father’s vocation. Or you could say it’s the glue that holds the whole thing together. Not only that, however, our patience is the thing that will open eternity’s door for our kids.
Father's Day, in the United States, is a holiday (third Sunday in June) to honor fathers. Credit for originating the holiday is generally given to Sonora Smart Dodd of Spokane, Washington, whose father, a Civil War veteran, raised her and her five siblings after their mother died in childbirth. She is said to have had the idea in 1909 while listening to a sermon on Mother's Day, which at the time was becoming established as a holiday. Local religious leaders supported the idea, and the first Father's Day was celebrated on June 19, 1910, the month of the birthday of Dodd's father. In 1924 President Calvin Coolidge gave his support to the observance, and in 1966 President Lyndon B. Johnson officially proclaimed it a national holiday. Observance on the third Sunday of June was decreed by law in 1972.
|+++ The Christian Banner - May 2011 +++
Congratulations to Ann Poole, our 2011 Mother of the Year.
Author: Bill Crowder
On a teaching trip outside the US, my wife and I were denied entry into our country of destination because of visa problems. Although we were under the assumption our visas had been correctly issued by the country we planned to visit, they were deemed invalid. Despite the efforts of several government officials, nothing could be done. We weren’t allowed in. We were placed on the next flight back to the States. No amount of intervention could change the fact that we did not have the proper validation for entrance.
That experience with my visa was inconvenient, but it can’t begin to compare with the ultimate entry rejection. I’m speaking of those who will stand before God without valid entry into heaven. What if they were to present the record of their religious efforts and good deeds? That would not be enough. What if they were to call character references? That wouldn’t work. Only one thing can give anyone entry into heaven. Jesus said, “I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through Me.” (John 14:6).
Christ alone, through His death and resurrection, paid the price for our sins. And only He can give us valid entry into the presence of the Father. Have you put your faith in Jesus? Make sure you have a valid entry into heaven.
There aren’t many ways into heaven;
The Bible says there’s only one;
Good works won’t gain anyone entrance;
It’s only through faith in God’s Son. — Sper
Only through Christ can we enter the Father’s presence.
A little boy opened the big and old family Bible with fascination; he looked at the old pages as he turned them. Then something fell out of the Bible and he picked it up and looked at it closely. It was an old leaf from a tree that has been pressed in between pages.
"Momma, look what I found," the boy called out.
"What have you got there, dear?" his mother asked.
With astonishment in the young boy's voice he answered: "It's Adam's suit!!!"
A child was watching his mother sift through and delete a long list of junk E-mail on the computer screen.
"This reminds me of the Lord's Prayer," the child said.
"What do you mean?" the mother asked.
"You know. That part about 'deliver us from E-mail."
A Little Boy’s Prayer
"Dear God, please take care of my daddy and my mommy and my sister and my brother and my doggy and me. Oh, please take care of yourself, God. If anything happens to you, we're gonna be in a big mess."
My Classic Mom
Written & submitted by: Pat Lewallen
I cherish my Mom. She will be 81 years old, the Lord willing, on May 25th. The older she gets, the more I cherish her. She’s reached the age where I consider her to be a true classic. One meaning of the word classic is “having lasting significance or worth; enduring.” And yes, the word classic fits my Momma perfectly. I pray the Lord will continue to bless her so she can stay here with our family for a long time to come.
So many of my features and traits I inherited from my Daddy. I’m short like him. I have small feet like him. I got my brown eyes from Daddy. And if I get irritated about something, I bite my tongue the very same way my Daddy used to bite his tongue. Daddy used to tell me I looked so much like his sister Marcelle. And yes, I really do favor her. I love my aunt Marcelle so I’ve always taken this comparison as a real compliment.
Recently I went to Lab Corp to have blood drawn for some tests. I showed the nurse the arm I wanted her to use to collect the sample. I quickly told her that my veins don’t like to donate blood. My veins are small and are very deep. Many times I have felt like a human pin cushion because of so many needle sticks by a nurse “trying to find a vein.” I asked the nurse to use a small butterfly needle. She replied, “You have small deep veins I bet.” I told her “Yes, I sure do and my Momma has the very same problem too.” The nurse told me that we inherit our features and traits from our parents. She told me that I had inherited my veins from my Mother. Finally, I have found something I definitely inherited from my Momma.
I want to tell my Momma how much I cherish her for being the best Momma in the world. She’s been there for me all my life. I truly appreciate her being a Christian mother. She’s always been the example of a faithful Christian to me. Every time we part, I always try to be sure and tell my Momma that I love her.
This year Mother’s Day will be May 8th. If your Mom is still living, please make it a priority to tell her you love her. It’s one of the more enduring gifts you can ever give your Mom. In fact, it’s the “classic” gift she will always cherish.
How to Observe Memorial Day - May 30, 2011
The "Memorial" in Memorial Day has been ignored by too many of us who are beneficiaries of those who have given the ultimate sacrifice. Often we do not observe the day as it should be, a day where we actively remember our ancestors, our family members, our loved ones, our neighbors, and our friends who have given the ultimate sacrifice:
By visiting cemeteries and placing flags or flowers on the graves of our fallen heroes.
By visiting memorials.
By flying the U.S. Flag at half-staff until noon.
By flying the 'POW/MIA Flag' as well.
By participating in a "National Moment of Remembrance" at 3 p.m. to pause and think upon the true meaning of the day, and for Taps to be played.
By renewing a pledge to aid the widows, widowers, and orphans of our fallen dead, and to aid the disabled veterans.
Happy Mother’s Day to All Mothers
Submitted by: Lela Farlow Trotter
The following are speeches that the children said at our Mother’s Day programs in 2001 and 2002. I hope you will enjoy these speeches again.
2001 – Hannah Hayes
A mother is someone who dreams great dreams for you, but then she lets you chase the dreams you have for yourself and loves you just the same.
2001 – Katie Long
A mother is one who can take the place of all others, but whose place no one else can take.
2001 – Braden Newlin
A mother's love is patient and forgiving when all others are forsaking, it never fails or falters, even though the heart is breaking.
2001 – Easton Auman
There is no influence so powerful as that of the mother.
2001 – Abby Hayes
There is no friendship, no love, like that of the mother for the child.
2002 – Jamie Perkins
All mothers are rich when they love their children.
2001 – Shane Trotter
A mother holds her children's hands for a while...their hearts forever.
2001 – Sarah Cutshaw
Every mother is like Moses. She does not enter the promised land. She prepares a world she will not see.
2001 – Macie McLeod
A mother’s children are like ideas; none are as wonderful as her own.
2001 – Jacob Cutshaw
There is no love like the good old love – the love that mother gives.
2001 – Elizabeth Pierce
The things you can give to your children next to good habits are good memories.
2001 – Kelsey Hoover
A mother is a person who, seeing there are only four pieces of pie for five people, promptly remarks that she never did care for pie.
2002 – Hollie Newsom
There is only one pretty child in the world and every mother has it.
2001 – Cassie Farlow
With all the rights of women, the greatest is to be a mother.
2002 – McKenna Hoover
If you want your children to turn out well, spend twice as much time with them, and half as much money on them.
2001 – Kevin Miller
The finest inheritance you can give to a child is to allow it to make its own way, completely on its own feet.
Our Walk with the Lord
Written & submitted by: Jean Hunt
As the years swiftly pass by and the older I become, I realize that my walk with the Lord is the most prized possession that I have on this earth. His love and mercy that is extended to me when I am in full obedience to Him brings peace and contentment that only God can give. Life is just better with God by our side. If I were to gain the whole world and all its wealth, it would fail miserably compared to what the Lord has in store for me as well as for all those who love and serve Him. It reminds me of the words to an old song:
The longer I serve Him, the sweeter He grows,
The more that I love Him, the more love He bestows;
Each day is like Heaven, my heart overflows,
The longer I serve Him, the sweeter He grows.
When we begin our walk with the Lord we’re like toddlers just beginning to walk, stumbling and falling along the way, in much need of a helping hand to keep us on our feet and on the right path. We need a lot of attention and guidance in order for us to grow in our walk with the Lord and have the faith to believe that God is with us every step of the way. As we mature our faith grows stronger as well as our love and trust for our Heavenly Father.
The greatest gift we can ever receive is to know and accept Christ as our Savior. Our walk through this life will be in vain without Him, void of the love, grace and mercy that He extends to His children. We as humans need a purpose for our lives and a sense of belonging and being accepted in society. Only God can give us that contentment of who we were created to be. We were created to serve Him, without Him in our life we are as strangers traveling through a foreign land. Contrary to what the world tells us and offers us, without God on our side our walk through this life will become a hopeless end. We were created to love and be loved and only God can provide us with this kind of love.
1 Corinthians 13:4:7 NKJV: “Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.”
This scripture explains the kind of love that God wants us to have and without Him this is not possible. Only with God and His presence in our lives can we ever know how to love and be loved. In our walk with the Lord let this be our prayer that He would teach us how to live, love and be the Christian that He would have us to be. God bless you is my prayer.
Faith sees the invisible, believes the incredible and receives the impossible!
The Scientific Death of Jesus
Submitted by: Amy Hunt
At the age of 33, Jesus was condemned to the death penalty. At the time, crucifixion was the "worst" death. Only the worst criminals were condemned to be crucified. Yet it was even more dreadful for Jesus, unlike other criminals condemned to death by crucifixion Jesus was to be nailed to the cross by His hands and feet. Each nail was 6 to 8 inches long.
The nails were driven into His wrist. Not into His palms as is commonly portrayed. There's a tendon in the wrist that extends to the shoulder. The Roman guards knew that when the nails were being hammered into the wrist that tendon would tear and break; forcing Jesus to use His back muscles to support himself so that He could breathe.
Both of His feet were nailed together. Thus He was forced to support Himself on the single nail that impaled His feet to the cross. Jesus could not support himself with His legs because of the pain, so He was forced to alternate between arching His back and using his legs just to continue to breathe. Imagine the struggle, the pain, the suffering, and the courage.
Jesus endured this reality for over 3 hours. Yes, over 3 hours! Can you imagine this kind of suffering? A few minutes before He died, Jesus stopped bleeding. He was simply pouring water from his wounds.
From common images we see wounds to His hands and feet and even the spear wound to His side. But do we realize His wounds were actually made in his body. A hammer driving large nails through the wrists, the feet overlapped and an even larger nail hammered through the arches, then a Roman guard piercing His side with a spear. But before the nails and the spear Jesus was whipped and beaten. The whipping was so severe that it tore the flesh from His body. The beating was so horrific that His face was torn and his beard ripped from His face. The crown of thorns cut deeply into His scalp. Most men would not have survived this torture.
He had no more blood to bleed out, only water poured from His wounds.
The human adult body contains about 3.5 liters (just less than a gallon) of blood.
Jesus poured all 3.5 liters of his blood; He had three nails hammered into his members; a crown of thorns on his head and, beyond that, a Roman soldier who stabbed a spear into his chest.
All these without mentioning the humiliation He endured after carrying his own cross for almost 2 kilometers, while the crowd spat in his face and threw stones (the cross was almost 30 kg of weight, only for its higher part, where his hands were nailed).
Jesus had to endure this experience, so that you can have free access to God.
He did this so that your sins could be "washed" away. All of them, with no exception! Don't ignore this situation. JESUS CHRIST DIED FOR YOU! Accept the reality, the truth that JESUS IS THE ONLY SALVATION FOR THE WORLD.
Twenty Six Armed Guards
Submitted by: Lela Farlow Trotter
Have you ever felt the urge to pray for someone and then just put it on a list and said, "I'll pray for them later?"
Or has anyone ever called you and said, "I need you to pray for me, I have this need?" Read the following story that was sent to me and may it change the way that you may think about prayer and also the way you pray.
You will be blessed by this.
A missionary on furlough told this true story while visiting his home church in Michigan.
"While serving at a small field hospital in Africa, every two weeks I traveled by bicycle through the jungle to a nearby city for supplies. This was a journey of two days and required camping overnight at the halfway point. On one of these journeys, I arrived in the city where I planned to collect money from a bank, purchase medicine and supplies, and then begin my two-day journey back to the field hospital.
Upon arrival in the city, I observed two men fighting, one of whom had been seriously injured. I treated him for his injuries and at the same time talked to him about the Lord.
I then traveled two days, camping overnight, and arrived home without incident. Two weeks later I repeated my journey. Upon arriving in the city, I was approached by the young man I had treated. He told me that he had known I carried money and medicines.
He said, 'Some friends and I followed you into the jungle, knowing you would camp overnight. We planned to kill you and take your money and drugs. But just as we were about to move into your camp, we saw that you were surrounded by 26 armed guards.
At this, I laughed and said that I was certainly all alone in that jungle campsite. The young man pressed the point, however, and said, 'No, sir, I was not the only person to see the guards. My five friends also saw them, and we all counted them. It was because of those guards that we were afraid and left you alone.' At this point in the sermon, one of the men in the congregation jumped to his feet and interrupted the missionary and asked if he could tell him the exact day this happened. The missionary told the congregation the date, and the man who interrupted told him this story:
"On the night of your incident in Africa, it was morning here and I was preparing to go play golf. I was about to putt when I felt the urge to pray for you. In fact, the urging of the Lord was so strong, I called men in this church to meet with me here in the sanctuary to pray for you. Would all of those men who met with me on that day stand up?"
The men who had met together to pray that day stood up. The missionary wasn't concerned with who they were, he was too busy counting how many men he saw. There were 26.
This story is an incredible example of how the Spirit of the Lord moves in mysterious ways. If you ever hear such prodding, go along with it. Nothing is ever hurt by prayer except the gates of hell.
The Cross in my Pocket
Written by: Verna Thomas McGehee
Submitted by: Alice Harrelson
I carry a cross in my pocket
A simple reminder to me
Of the fact that I am a Christian
No matter where I may be.
This little cross is not magic
Nor is it a good luck charm
It isn't meant to protect me
From every physical harm.
It's not for identification
For all the world to see
It’s simply an understanding
Between my Savior and me.
When I put my hand in my pocket
To bring out a coin or a key
The cross is there to remind me
Of the price He paid for me.
It reminds me too, to be thankful
For my blessings day by day
And to strive to serve Him better
In all that I do and say.
It’s also a daily reminder
Of the peace and comfort I share
With all who know my Master
And give themselves to His care.
So, I carry a cross in my pocket
Reminding no one but me
That Jesus Christ is Lord of my life
If only I'll let Him be.
Jelly Bean Prayer
RED is for the blood He gave.
GREEN is for the grass He made.
YELLOW is for the sun so bright.
ORANGE is for the edge of night.
BLACK is for the sins we made.
WHITE is for the grace He gave.
PURPLE is for His hour of sorrow.
PINK is for our new tomorrow.