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WITandWISDOM(tm) - August 26, 1999
"Emotional sickness is avoiding reality at any cost. Emotional health is facing reality at any cost." - M. Scott Peck
(E-zine: DAILY ENCOUNTER http://www.actsweb.org/encounter.htm)
~~~~~~~ SPECIAL THOUGHTS:
I read all these neat stories and I get this urge to share what God has done for me too. Besides it is not nearly so threatening to talk on the net as it would be in person to a group of people.
It so happened that one night before retiring after praying beside my bed that God would use me and have His way in my life that I crawled between the sheets and was soon sound asleep.
It was about 2:00 AM when I was awaken and could strongly feel the presence of God with me. As my custom is when I wake up each morning my first thoughts are to kneel again by my bed and commit my way to God. This time it was different. Jesus was definitely convicting me of something. I purposed to stop talking and to listen to Him. His voice was not audible but it couldn't have been any more urgent. He told me to get dressed and drive to Olympia, WA; about a thirty minute drive from where I lived in Elma. With no more to go on than this I did that which I was impressed to do. The highway was deserted this time of night and fifteen miles west of Olympia I seen someone walking along the road. God again impressed me to stop and give this person a ride which I did.
When he got situated in my car the first thing that came out of my mouth was, "I bet you were praying to God for a ride weren't you!" He looked at me and replied, "this probably is not the first time you have lost a bet, is it?"
I didn't know what to say. Could my signals from God be wrong? At any rate I wasn't going to loose an opportunity to witness for God, besides, I had a captive audience and the trip which should have taken fifteen minutes lasted a half hour because I didn't want the road to end before my testimony. By the time we got to his home, (he lived alone)God had used my ministry to lead my new friend to Jesus. We stopped in his yard and had prayer but before he got out of my car he said, "It is funny because my sister in Holland has accepted Jesus too."
There is one bet, (not for money) which I would make right now and that is, at the time I was called from my sleep, this man's sister at that very moment, from half way around the world in Holland, was on her knees asking God to save her brother.
After saying Good night I asked God what He would have me do. He impressed me to return home and get some sleep. I have always believed that God's biddings are enabling but what Christian is there that can seep after this?
THE POWER OF A SISTER'S PRAYER, by John Bartell
~~~~~~~ THIS & THAT:
A big silver dollar and a little brown cent,
Rolling along the sidewalk went,
Rolling along the smooth sidewalk,
And the dollar remarked,
For you know, dollars can talk!
"You cheap little cent, you poor little mite,
I bigger than you and more than twice as bright!"
"Yes, I know said the cent,
I'm not very big, or very bold, or very bright."
"But," said the cent with a deep little sigh,
"I bet you don't go to church as often as I."
(Don Worden via E- zine: MONDAY FODDER Mailto:firstname.lastname@example.org?subject=Subscribe_Monday_Fodder)
~~~~~~~ KEEP SMILING:
Two elderly couples were enjoying friendly conversation when one of the men asked the other, "Fred, how was the memory clinic you went to last month?"
"Outstanding," Fred replied. "They taught us all the latest psychological techniques, visualization, and association. It made a huge difference for me."
"That's great! What was the name of the clinic?"
Fred went blank he thought and thought, but couldn't remember.
Then a smile broke across his face and he asked, "What do you call that flower with the long stem and thorns?"
"You mean a rose?"
"Yes, that's it!" He turned to his wife . . . "Rose, what was the name of that clinic?"
(E-zine: Funny-Bone http://www.funnybone.com/subscribe/)
"What, sir, you would make a ship sail against the wind and currents by lighting a bonfire under her decks? I pray you excuse me. I have no time to listen to such nonsense." - Napoleon to Robert Fulton - Bits & Pieces, May 27, 1993
(Magazine: BITS & PIECES http://www.epinc.com/)