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Obedience in the Moment

The book of Acts, chapter 8, tells us one of the most miraculous evangelistic accounts in the Bible! It starts in verse 26: �An angel of the Lord said to Philip, �Go south on the road � the desert road � that goes south from Jerusalem to Gaza.� So [Philip] started out�� When Philip arrived on the desert road, he found an Ethiopian eunuch reading the book of Isaiah.

But this man was confused – he needed someone to explain the Scriptures to him. So Philip described that Isaiah was actually prophesying about Jesus Christ. Immediately, the Ethiopian believed in the Lord, and asked to be baptized!

That�s a powerful story isn�t it? Yet the Ethiopian�s conversion wouldn�t have happened if Philip didn�t listen – and obey – the voice of the Lord. No excuses. No hesitation. When the angel told Philip to go, he went!

God has amazing victories in store for us if we simply listen to His voice, and obey. So let�s you and I spend time in God�s Word! Let�s talk with Him in prayer! Then, when He prompts us to witness to our world, we�ll be ready to do it!

The Pastor and his Special Son

Every Sunday afternoon, after the morning service at the church, the Pastor and his�eleven year old son would go out into their town and hand out GospelTracts. This particular Sunday afternoon, as it came time for the Pastor and� his son to go to� the streets with their tracts, it was very cold outside, as well as� pouring down rain.

The boy bundled up in his warmest and driest clothes and said, ‘OK,� dad, I’m ready.’

His Pastor dad asked, ‘Ready for what? ‘Dad, it’s time we gather our tracts together and go out. Dad responds, ‘Son, it’s very cold outside and it’s pouring down rain.�’

The boy gives his dad a surprised look, asking, ‘But Dad, aren’t� people still going� to Hell, even though it’s raining?
Dad answers, ‘Son, I am not going out in this weather.

De spondently, the boy asks, ‘Dad, can I go? Please? His father hesitated for a moment then said, ‘Son, you can go. Here�are the tracts, be careful son.

‘Thanks Dad! And with that, he was off and out into the rain. This eleven year old� boy walked the streets of the town going door to door and handing everybody he met� in the street a�Gospel Tract.

After two hours of walking in the rain, he was soaking, bone-chilled� wet and down to� his VERY LAST TRACT. He stopped on a corner and looked for someone to� hand a tract to, but the streets were totally deserted.

Then he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the�sidewalk to the front door and rang the door bell. He rang the bell, but� nobody answered.

He rang it again and again, but still no one answered. He waited but�still no answer.
Finally, this eleven year old trooper turned to leave, but something� stopped him.

Again, he turned to the door and rang the b ell and knocked loudly on� the door with�his fist. He waited, something holding him there on the front porch!

He rang again and this time the door slowly opened.

Standing in the doorway was a very sad-looking elderly lady. She�softly asked, ‘What�can I do for you, son?’ With radiant eyes and a smile that lit up her� world, this�little boy said, ‘Ma’am, I’m sorry if f I disturbed you, but I just�want to tell you�that *JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU* and I came to give you my very last�Gospel Tract which will tell you all about JESUS and His great LOVE.’

With that, he handed her his last tract and turned to leave. She called to him as he departed. ‘Thank you, son! And God Bless You! Well, the following Sunday morning in church Pastor Dad was in the� pulpit. As the�service began, he asked, ‘Does anybody have testimony or want to say�anything?’

Slowly, in the back row of the church, an elderly lady stood to her� feet.

As she began to speak, a look of glorious radiance came from her face,�’No one in this church knows me. I’ve never been here before. You see,�before last Sunday I was not a Christian. My husband passed on some�time ago, leaving me totally alone in this world. Last Sunday, being�a particularly cold and rainy day, it was even more so in my�heart that I came to the end of the line where I no longer had any�hope or will to live.

So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the stairway into the attic�of my home.. I� fastened the rope securely to a rafter in the roof, then stood on the�chair and fastened the other end of the rope around my neck. Standing�on that chair, so lonely and brokenhearted I was about to leap off,�when suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs startled me.�I thought, ‘I’ll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go away.’

I waited and waited, but the ringing doorbell seemed to get louder�and more insistent, and then the person ringing also started knocking� loudly.

I thought to myself again, ‘Who on earth could this be? Nobody ever� rings my bell or comes to see me.’ I loosened the rope from my neck and started for� the front door,�all the while the bell rang louder and louder.

When I opened the door and looked I could hardly believe my eyes, for�there on my�front porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy I had ever�seen in my life..�His SMILE, oh, I could never describe it to you!

The words that came from his mouth caused my heart that had long been dead, TO LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed with a cherub-like voice, ‘Ma’ am, I just came�to tell you that JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU.’ Then he gave me this

Gospel Tract that I now hold in my hand.

As the little angel disappeared back out into the cold and rain, I� closed my door and read slowly every word of this Gospel Tract. Then I went up to my�attic to get my�rope and chair. I wouldn’t be needing them any more.

You see– -I am now a Happy Child of the KING. Since the address of your church was on the back of this Gospel Tract, I have come here to�personall y say�THANK YOU to God’s little angel who came just in the nick of time and�by so doing, spared my soul from an eternity in hell.

There was not a dry eye in the church. And as shouts of praise and honor to THE KING resounded off the very rafters of the building,�Pastor Dad descended from the pulpit to the front pew where the little angel was seated.

He took his son in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably.

Probably no church has had a more glorious moment, and probably this universe has never seen a Papa that was more filled with love & honor� for his son…. Except for One.

Our Father also allowed His Son to go out into a cold and dark world. He received His Son back with joy unspeakable, and as all of heaven�shouted praises and honor to The King, the Father sat His beloved Son on a throne far above all principality and power and every name that� is named.

Blessed are your eyes for reading this message.

Don’t let this message die, read it again and pass it to others.�Heaven is for His people!

Remember, God’s message CAN make the difference in the life of someone close to you. Please share this wonderful message….

If you love JESUS, please send this message to everyone.

Spread His word, and share His goodness and faithfulness.

Matthew 10:32 says:
‘Whoever acknowledges Me before men, I will acknowledge him before�My Father in heaven. But whoever disowns Me before men, I will disown�him before�My Father in heaven’

An Unquenchable Fire

It took 40 years in the desert for Moses to learn that he had to depend on God alone for freeing the Israelites. Then, the Lord confirmed His calling to Moses when He appeared to him in the famous burning bush.

Exodus 3:2 says, “Moses saw that though the bush was on fire, it did not burn up.” Have you ever wondered why God appeared in a bush that didn�t consume itself? I believe His message to Moses, and to us, is that the fire of the flesh quickly burns out. But the fire of God never goes out.

Moses couldn�t be fully used by God until he surrendered his own carnal idea for how he would free God�s people, and humbled himself before God. He realized there was nothing in himself that was going to be powerful enough to confront the Pharaoh. He needed to be filled with the indwelling fire of God Himself.

If you and I want to serve God in evangelism, the only fire that will keep us going is the fire of the indwelling Holy Spirit. The fire of the flesh flickers and dies. A little criticism, a little opposition, a little embarrassment and it�s easy to give up. But when the fire of God is burning in your heart, you continue on because that fire is the very real living presence of God in us.

God’s Calling

Has God ever called you to do something that seemed outrageous? He certainly did when he called Abraham to leave his home and go through the desert to the land of Canaan.

God told Abraham, “Leave your family and go to the land I’m going to show you.” He was leading Abraham to the Promised Land. What a grand calling the Lord had in store for Abraham’s life and for the lives of his descendants!

But, it wasn’t easy. It took a huge amount of faith for Abraham to do what God was asking Him to do. Hebrews 11:8 tells us, “By faith Abraham, when called to go to a place he would later receive as his inheritance, obeyed and went, even though he did not know where he was going.” Because Abraham obeyed by faith, he became the father of all Believers!

What has God been prompting you to do that demands great faith? Has the Lord been asking you to invite an intimidating co-worker to church? Or perhaps He wants you to take a missions trip to a foreign country?

Each calling from God takes a step of faith. But it’s always worth it. You have no idea the impact your life could have on others today, and perhaps for centuries to come. So step out in faith, and watch God use you to change lives for His own good, now and for eternal ages to come.

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Pastor & his Son

Every Sunday afternoon, after the morning service at the church, the Pastor and his�eleven year old son would go out into their town and hand out Gospel Tracts. This particular Sunday afternoon, as it came time for the Pastor and� his son to go to� the streets with their tracts, it was very cold outside, as well as� pouring down rain.

The boy bundled up in his warmest and driest clothes and said, ‘OK,� dad, I’m ready.’

His Pastor dad asked, ‘Ready for what? ‘Dad, it’s time we gather our tracts together and go out. Dad responds, ‘Son, it’s very cold outside and it’s pouring down rain.�’

The boy gives his dad a surprised look, asking, ‘But Dad, aren’t� people still going� to Hell, even though it’s raining?
Dad answers, ‘Son, I am not going out in this weather.

De spondently, the boy asks, ‘Dad, can I go? Please? His father hesitated for a moment then said, ‘Son, you can go. Here�are the tracts, be careful son.

‘Thanks Dad! And with that, he was off and out into the rain. This eleven year old� boy walked the streets of the town going door to door and handing everybody he met� in the street a�Gospel Tract.

After two hours of walking in the rain, he was soaking, bone-chilled� wet and down to� his VERY LAST TRACT. He stopped on a corner and looked for someone to� hand a tract to, but the streets were totally deserted.

Then he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the�sidewalk to the front door and rang the door bell. He rang the bell, but� nobody answered.

He rang it again and again, but still no one answered. He waited but�still no answer.
Finally, this eleven year old trooper turned to leave, but something� stopped him.

Again, he turned to the door and rang the b ell and knocked loudly on� the door with�his fist. He waited, something holding him there on the front porch!

He rang again and this time the door slowly opened.

Standing in the doorway was a very sad-looking elderly lady. She�softly asked, ‘What�can I do for you, son?’ With radiant eyes and a smile that lit up her� world, this�little boy said, ‘Ma’am, I’m sorry if f I disturbed you, but I just�want to tell you�that *JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU* and I came to give you my very last�Gospel Tract which will tell you all about JESUS and His great LOVE.’

With that, he handed her his last tract and turned to leave. She called to him as he departed. ‘Thank you, son! And God Bless You! Well, the following Sunday morning in church Pastor Dad was in the� pulpit. As the�service began, he asked, ‘Does anybody have testimony or want to say�anything?’

Slowly, in the back row of the church, an elderly lady stood to her� feet.

As she began to speak, a look of glorious radiance came from her face,�’No one in this church knows me. I’ve never been here before. You see,�before last Sunday I was not a Christian. My husband passed on some�time ago, leaving me totally alone in this world. Last Sunday, being�a particularly cold and rainy day, it was even more so in my�heart that I came to the end of the line where I no longer had any�hope or will to live.

So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the stairway into the attic�of my home.. I� fastened the rope securely to a rafter in the roof, then stood on the�chair and fastened the other end of the rope around my neck. Standing�on that chair, so lonely and brokenhearted I was about to leap off,�when suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs startled me.�I thought, ‘I’ll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go away.’

I waited and waited, but the ringing doorbell seemed to get louder�and more insistent, and then the person ringing also started knocking� loudly.

I thought to myself again, ‘Who on earth could this be? Nobody ever� rings my bell or comes to see me.’ I loosened the rope from my neck and started for� the front door,�all the while the bell rang louder and louder.

When I opened the door and looked I could hardly believe my eyes, for�there on my�front porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy I had ever�seen in my life..�His SMILE, oh, I could never describe it to you!

The words that came from his mouth caused my heart that had long been dead, TO LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed with a cherub-like voice, ‘Ma’ am, I just came�to tell you that JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU.’ Then he gave me this

Gospel Tract that I now hold in my hand.

As the little angel disappeared back out into the cold and rain, I� closed my door and read slowly every word of this Gospel Tract. Then I went up to my�attic to get my�rope and chair. I wouldn’t be needing them any more.

You see– -I am now a Happy Child of the KING. Since the address of your church was on the back of this Gospel Tract, I have come here to�personall y say�THANK YOU to God’s little angel who came just in the nick of time and�by so doing, spared my soul from an eternity in hell.

There was not a dry eye in the church. And as shouts of praise and honor to THE KING resounded off the very rafters of the building,�Pastor Dad descended from the pulpit to the front pew where the little angel was seated.

He took his son in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably.

Probably no church has had a more glorious moment, and probably this universe has never seen a Papa that was more filled with love & honor� for his son…. Except for One.

Our Father also allowed His Son to go out into a cold and dark world. He received His Son back with joy unspeakable, and as all of heaven�shouted praises and honor to The King, the Father sat His beloved Son on a throne far above all principality and power and every name that� is named.

Blessed are your eyes for reading this message.

Don’t let this message die, read it again and pass it to others.�Heaven is for His people!

Remember, God’s message CAN make the difference in the life of someone close to you. Please share this wonderful message….

If you love JESUS, please send this message to everyone.

Spread His word, and share His goodness and faithfulness.

Matthew 10:32 says:
‘Whoever acknowledges Me before men, I will acknowledge him before�My Father in heaven. But whoever disowns Me before men, I will disown�him before�My Father in heaven’