I can't think of any content that I have more yearned for or more suffered for in the last three decades than what is in this post. It is not lightly presented and I would caution those that would misuse it for an excuse for rebellion. I have been spat at, shoved up against a concrete wall and beaten, threatened, castigated, accused, marked, cast out, moved more times than I would care to remember and exiled over the last 30 years for this content in one form or another, yet I still find myself loving those who perpetrated it. I understand it. Early in my walk I was taken through a scripture, "Go love a woman who is yet loved by her lovers so that you may know the love that I have for Israel. (and therefore the church)." I have always hated division and even been a victim of it. I very likely unknowingly caused some of it myself. In presenting this it is in no way prompted by a desire to do so but rather that we may all go forward to the promised land... Together... Little children love one another for love is of God...
I wrote a tract once about R.I.D.S. a disease that was spreading in much the same way that AIDS is except for one facet. AIDS attacks and weakens the immune system against other diseases where RIDS builds up the immune system to reject things that are beneficial to the Body by infecting and saturating the Body with a dead version of the real thing.
Religiously
Instituted
Deficiency
Syndrome
I just haven't figured out why so many people were offended by it. But then again that may have been an indicator of the disease itself. Like AIDS to a degree, RIDS comes with a certain level of shame and denial (in at least half the cases of AIDS rightfully so) and people will go through any lengths to hide it. We haven't even remotely come close to resembling the early and much purer Church and may in fact be going further and further away from it. Centuries of religious viruses have polluted and disfigured the outward form of the Body of Christ. We cannot fix that. I would go so far as to say that we are powerless to fix it. It's like somebody once told me about the medical field: "In trying to fix one problem, we create two more."
We need to go back to the beginning when God established His Church. We as the Body of Christ need to be stripped down naked and go back to when Jesus was also stripped of His external clothing and made to hang on the cross. When He submitted His will to be ruled over by God the Father, He was acting out the words He spoke earlier in the night before, "Father not my will but yours be done." We need to die to our own will. To die to the desire to rule ourselves and rule over others. To submit to God to be stripped of our earthly organizational "garments" and identities in our hearts.
Jesus is the head of the Church, His Body. Without Him we are nothing. We are utterly connected to each other in Him. The life of the Body is in His shed blood which carries the life of the Holy Spirit in us and amongst us. The Church cannot be recognized by outward organization nor can it be restricted to it because that form of organization no matter how well intended is earthly and therefore corruptible. Yet, we endlessly glory in the 10's of thousands of "church" organizations and names, especially in the West (and counting) that we claim erroneously together constitute the Body of Christ. In doing so we are ignoring the scriptures and the pleadings of God to us all.
"In the beginning it was not so..."
"What God has joined together let no man put asunder..."
"If one suffers, All suffer. If one is blessed, All are blessed."
We are going to have to submit to God changing the way we think about how we are formed together by Him. The picture we have seen and for the most part are living is a distorted view of His reality. His reality is the blood that was shed on the cross. Our reality is, "If we feel like it."
"Now the multitude of those who believed were of one heart and one soul; neither did anyone say that any of the things he possessed was his own, but they had all things in common. And with great power the apostles gave witness to the resurrection of the Lord Jesus. And great grace was upon them all. Nor was there anyone among them who lacked; for all who were possessors of lands or houses sold them, and brought the proceeds of the things that were sold, and laid them at the apostles’ feet; and they distributed to each as anyone had need."
There is nothing symbolic about the words:
"The Body of Christ."
"I would that you be one."
"We are fearfully and wonderfully made."
"Endeavor to keep the unity that was once given to the saints."
We are entering into the age of personal accountability where we
start to realize that God sees us as individuals before Him knit
together in Him not as a collection of organizations. The internet in
many ways has opened the door even further because in many respects we
"see" each other without the veil of organizational or geographical
distance. We are beginning to see the Body as God sees it. This is a great privilege that we should not ignore. But, with this privilege comes greater responsibility to God
and each other in every way as much as we were living in the same house, the same family
(because we are being led there in spirit - One House - One Family). We are in all
reality being knit together as One in Him. What has in times past been
wonderful symbolism is becoming a very real reality. We are going to
have to change with that reality. We are going to learn to think, pray and respond as One in Him. We have been living with RIDS so long that we no longer envision or want the cure. There is no longer, like AIDS, the stigma attached to it.
We are being prepared like a sheep for the slaughter. Like a woman
in childbirth approaching that time of transition and travail, there is
nothing we can do to escape God's purposes in this age. The child will
be born. Like a woman in childbirth the more submitted we are to the
birth process the easier it will be. We won't escape the pain but rather
will be able to endure it. God is teaching us to submit, to focus on
the birth of the child. It is His child. We dare not claim it in any way.
There are those who like Herod will try to protect their kingdoms, their
control, their identities but like in times of old, when they try to destroy the child, God will catch the
child up and hide it in the wilderness until it is time.There is no stopping His plan...
"That which is highly esteemed in the sight of (religious) men is an abomination to God."
The Bride of Christ is not a harlot whose existence and identity are upheld by the governments of this world system. It is certainly not a brothel full of them.
The cure for RIDS cost God the blood of His only begotten Son...
One Note of Caution for those who would think to try to make this happen or use it as an excuse for rebellion: Don't! It isn't any of our jobs to judge anyone or to "make things happen." I can guarantee that if you do it will become exactly what God despises, yet another division or identity. We are talking about our brothers and sisters here. God is not a God of disorder. (At least the way He sees it.) What God is calling for is a change of heart in each of us individually to see the truth of this, embrace it and to live it out towards others. Not an excuse to abuse others or to hold ourselves above anyone else...
Amen?
Monday, June 30, 2014
Sunday, June 29, 2014
Predictable Response
The way to manipulate people for your
purposes is to get people to focus on very emotional issues that have
predictable responses so that they can be sidetracked while you
accomplish your real goal. It's actually a form of hypnotism and it
works on the subconscious mind to produce the desired result.
Control
Control
In reality all the issues we are being spoon fed politically by both
parties are deliberately engineered and calculated on the basis of
Predictable Response and are working together to accomplish the desired
goal by a world power far above what we perceive as the government. The
parties, the presidency and even the courts are only being used to
accomplish the goal of a distracted and divided population. The divided
press even more furthers this goal.
Manufactured Crisis
The events and outcome of the so called "Great Recession" were manufactured. They were in effect a test of a very effective economic weapon. This weapon placed incredible control in the hands of a few people to manipulate our currency. Over the years our gold and silver based currency has been transformed into a currency that's only true value is what is perceived and that perception is governed over by whoever controls the currency. It also downgraded a significant portion of the population's net worth. The "Fed" subsequently has loaned the country and it's banks, businesses and stakeholders a massive amount of currency since then.
Warning
Whoever controls the currency ultimately controls the government. The government is in hopeless debt, something that has been carefully manipulated including the manufactured wars that are being "blamed" for the debt. We need to somehow get our eyes off the hypnotic and divisive issues of politics being presented to us today and start paying attention to what is really going on. Watch the Fed. The Fed controls the currency. But who owns the Fed? Does anybody really know? And who ultimately, spiritually controls them? These are the men in this world who religiously are convinced that they are the only ones who are really qualified to rule the world. There are two things that they ultimately consider standing in their way. The USA's world dominance currency wise and militarily in the physical realm and any vibrant remnants of Christianity in the spiritual realm...
To the citizens of the USA, due diligence in watching over these things and rejecting distraction and manipulation. Avoid the predictable response.
To the Christian, We need to understand like no other generation what Jesus was saying when He said, "You cannot serve God and Mammon. You cannot serve two masters..."
Manufactured Crisis
The events and outcome of the so called "Great Recession" were manufactured. They were in effect a test of a very effective economic weapon. This weapon placed incredible control in the hands of a few people to manipulate our currency. Over the years our gold and silver based currency has been transformed into a currency that's only true value is what is perceived and that perception is governed over by whoever controls the currency. It also downgraded a significant portion of the population's net worth. The "Fed" subsequently has loaned the country and it's banks, businesses and stakeholders a massive amount of currency since then.
Warning
Whoever controls the currency ultimately controls the government. The government is in hopeless debt, something that has been carefully manipulated including the manufactured wars that are being "blamed" for the debt. We need to somehow get our eyes off the hypnotic and divisive issues of politics being presented to us today and start paying attention to what is really going on. Watch the Fed. The Fed controls the currency. But who owns the Fed? Does anybody really know? And who ultimately, spiritually controls them? These are the men in this world who religiously are convinced that they are the only ones who are really qualified to rule the world. There are two things that they ultimately consider standing in their way. The USA's world dominance currency wise and militarily in the physical realm and any vibrant remnants of Christianity in the spiritual realm...
To the citizens of the USA, due diligence in watching over these things and rejecting distraction and manipulation. Avoid the predictable response.
To the Christian, We need to understand like no other generation what Jesus was saying when He said, "You cannot serve God and Mammon. You cannot serve two masters..."
Friday, June 27, 2014
Angels Unawares
Back about 23 years ago we were living near a tiny rural community about dead center in the state of Oregon. We ended up there because of almost a fluke of "fate" in life. I had bought several properties we lived on at first about 65 miles west close to where there was work and development for me as a carpenter but I also felt led to buy this older house on five acres out in the middle of no where. There was about 400 people living there in the town and surrounding ranches. The fluke was that I had hurt my back on a jobsite and it stuck with me for quite a while so when winter came and having serious financial difficulties, we were forced to move out to the Mitchell house. It was the only one of three properties that was in a finished state enough to live in the brutal cold winters there.
So there we were, me with a back injury, no work and the 7 of us as a family in a place we knew nothing about. We were in a valley surrounded by majestic hills and mountains all around us. It was absolutely beautiful and serenely peaceful out there away from the busyness of the towns further west. I eventually overcame the back injury and found out that I was the only carpenter in the entire area. All the ranch managers used to meet in the coffee shop in town in the morning and playfully argue over who was going to get me next. It was a carpenter's dream.
It was a great life. We added on 7 acres, got a bunch of animals, the kids all had their chores and their special animals. People in the country are so much more friendly and we had great friends. We used to gather with some of them on Saturdays and have fellowship. Deep honest fellowship.
I was working for quite a while on a custom Swedish log cabin up in the hills. One day after work I started down the 30 mile trip back home on a very hot summer day. The trip back home was through an incredibly beautiful, curvy, forested highway. As I made my way through the curves I passed by a rather dark man (unusual in that area) walking with his belongings on a pole over his shoulder motioning for a ride and I thought, "One of the ranchers will pick him up" and continued on. It was in the high 90's and I was in a hurry to get home.
For a whole quarter to a half mile after I passed him by I might as well have had a giant rubber band attached to my very being and that man. I literally backed up finally the whole way on the shoulder of the highway to pick him up. I was so convinced that God was not going to let go of my heart until I picked him up. I motioned for him to get in the cab of my truck but he motioned that he was very sweaty and wanted to ride in the back of the truck. Ok. Whatever. I kept checking him out in my rear view mirror and doubt began to fill my mind. He was sprawled out laying down in the back of my truck so full of joy to the point of ecstasy at getting a ride and the wind and the beautiful forest. Oh Lord! Hes go to be drunk. Nobody acts like that unless they are drunk.
I have a family. I'm very protective over them. I knew that if I dropped him off when I made my turn into our long driveway that he would be standing out there on the road trying to catch a ride cause it was late. I decided to go the extra six miles into town and drop him off there. "He'll get a ride from there," I thought to myself rather smugly forgetting all about the sense of being drawn so powerfully to pick him up. His exuberance never stopped the whole way. "Yep. He's drunk," I thought. Perhaps my reluctance was justified.
I pulled into the parking lot of the coffee shop and he jumped out of the truck and all excited put his things down. Then I noticed that he had grabbed a Bible out of his things as he approached me all excited speaking in very broken English, "You the first one! You the first one! This for you! This for you!." His finger was on a scripture in his Spanish Bible. "This for you! My name is Angel (name in spanish) and I am from Cuba. I have walked from Portland, OR and I am going to Montana to minister to some people. You the first one! This for you!." (In very broken English with his finger still pointing to that scripture in Matthew.) Then he went back and picked up his belongings and started walking again.
Let me explain this to those of you that don't know Oregon geography. Portland is about 125 miles from Madras. It's another 25 miles SE to Prineville and another 15 miles to where I picked him up. It's high desert. At that time of year it can get up over a 100 degrees F. That being said, I have never seen a man who had walked 165 baking hot miles get more excited for what he was trying to tell me to go home and read that scripture than he was about getting a 30 mile ride. He was excited for ME. I knew in my heart it was one of those "divine appointments" but I also knew for some reason that man could not turn back. Even the 6 miles back to our little ranch. The conviction of what I had been thinking of him was agonizing yet he was so excited over what had just transpired. After all my doubt one thing was certain. I did pick him up. I didn't feel like doing it but the tug of the Holy Spirit had it's way.
So I left and went home and looked up that scripture. (I have always been terrible about scripture numbers.)
"Whatsoever you have done unto the least of these my bretheren, you have done it unto me..." - JESUS
For all intents and Spiritual purposes, Jesus had walked 165 miles and nobody had given him a ride. Nobody! I was the first one... I used to tell friends almost in holy agony when I would think about it that if I had only known WHO was riding in the back of my truck, I would have taken him home, offered him a shower, fixed a feast and offered him a bed and probably driven him to Montana. But it was too late for that. He couldn't turn back from his mission. That opportunity was lost. And yet he was so excited about what I had done...
The Compassion Of God - "Freely you have been given, freely give."
No not just our money - God wants us to give our lives.
Last year I had gotten to know a brother through a friend in another country. A very poor country where "the harvest is great but the laborers are few." He was running a small ministry to orphans and the destitute. Quite frankly his English was not so good so people had a hard time understanding him (much less his culture.) Some time later I found out that the rent on the ministry property was way overdue and the landlord had told them to get out but gave them a deadline of a few days. For some reason I heard that in my heart but didn't have the resources to help. I was out of work at the time. (at least I thought I didn't.) So I was praying about it and a picture came to me of holding a sign explaining the need and standing on the sidewalk. So although quite reluctantly I made a cardboard sign and some flyers explaining the situation and contact info and went out and did just that.
We had just moved to that community so I didn't know anybody. It was hard watching all the people passing by knowing the desperate and immediate need. At the time this ministry was helping about 30 orphans. The whole time I am wondering, "Lord isn't there a better way to do this?" but I kept getting pressed on. There were some precious small donations from people that seemed to mean more to God than the larger ones. I found myself with a new understanding of the words, "God bless you!: There seemed to be such a new rich meaning when I would speak them to someone, even for a dollar.
I started to understand that God was doing something precious. Something hidden behind that need. I would find myself getting so excited sometimes even for a small amount of change. To be honest though, it was very very humbling. Another brother and I managed to collect almost half the rent in a few days.I was more familiar with things south of the river in Portland so when the landlords deadline was approaching I went down to the supermarket that I knew had a money transfer station in it hoping that their landlord would hold off.
I still had a little time so I felt led to go to the sidewalk at the back of the parking lot with my sign. I was tired but I did it anyway. A guy passed by and yelled a profanity and something about "your imaginary god." at me and gave a finger gesture from out of his window. I really didn't want to be there but somehow I couldn't leave. After quite a while and getting uncomfortably close to the time I had to send it, a car passed me by and almost erratically turned into a side parking lot and parked there. I kept it up for about 15 minutes more but I kept glancing over to that car. The driver appeared to be praying at first then scrounging around in the car.
An Asian lady about in her young 20's approached me from the car almost in tears saying, "I am an orphan but I was adopted by American parents." She handed me a lump of cash saying that she so much wanted to help but that was all she had. She understood more than most what the word "orphan" means. We had precious fellowship for a while then she left. The amount she gave brought it up to 1/2 the rent plus the sending fees. Somehow I knew that the amount I had was sufficient for the moment and I sent it. The landlord agreed to wait for a little while. That was on a Friday evening, Saturday morning their time and it was the last chance I had to send it.
There was still the issue of the balance due on the rent but for now it was stable. I had been checking out a local gathering that carries their service online for a while and I had this picture form in my mind of taking that sign to their parking lot entrance that Sunday but I quite frankly chickened out. I didn't know anybody there. I repeated the process again the next week knowing that the full amount was due. For some reason I seemed to get more response south of the river than in the community we now lived in north of that.
For some reason, that picture of me standing in front of the "church" parking lot kept haunting me so the next Sunday I decided to actually attend their service. I committed myself to God to do what I had seen but inside I was very reluctant. It was a nice very large gathering of believers, with a service of well over 1500 just for one of their two Sunday gatherings. The pastor was a really nice guy, not at all stuffy like some. Kind of looked a little like Keith Green if you know who that is. At one point, he was sharing about their goal to raise 10 million over 3 years to pay off the balance of the building debt. No matter how one get's into debt it is a noble cause to get out of debt. I'm used to smaller gatherings and house gatherings so it was quite a surprise to see the building I was in. I'm not going to get into describing it except to say that it was very very fancy. It's not my purpose to point out fault here but rather to point out that we have a great deal to learn about God's ways. His ways are NOT our ways. That is an important lesson.
Like I had promised the Lord, I went out after the service with my sign and a handful of flyers, stood out at the intersection of the street and the parking lot exit. I got $30.00 in donations mostly from some very nice youth and a few adults. I was dressed in nice clothes and well groomed but I was surprised how many people before they got to where I was standing on the sidewalk rolled up their windows some of them in disinterest and some of them in apparent fear but I smiled and waived anyway.
"Be careful to entertain strangers knowing that some have entertained angels unawares..."
So there we were, me with a back injury, no work and the 7 of us as a family in a place we knew nothing about. We were in a valley surrounded by majestic hills and mountains all around us. It was absolutely beautiful and serenely peaceful out there away from the busyness of the towns further west. I eventually overcame the back injury and found out that I was the only carpenter in the entire area. All the ranch managers used to meet in the coffee shop in town in the morning and playfully argue over who was going to get me next. It was a carpenter's dream.
It was a great life. We added on 7 acres, got a bunch of animals, the kids all had their chores and their special animals. People in the country are so much more friendly and we had great friends. We used to gather with some of them on Saturdays and have fellowship. Deep honest fellowship.
I was working for quite a while on a custom Swedish log cabin up in the hills. One day after work I started down the 30 mile trip back home on a very hot summer day. The trip back home was through an incredibly beautiful, curvy, forested highway. As I made my way through the curves I passed by a rather dark man (unusual in that area) walking with his belongings on a pole over his shoulder motioning for a ride and I thought, "One of the ranchers will pick him up" and continued on. It was in the high 90's and I was in a hurry to get home.
For a whole quarter to a half mile after I passed him by I might as well have had a giant rubber band attached to my very being and that man. I literally backed up finally the whole way on the shoulder of the highway to pick him up. I was so convinced that God was not going to let go of my heart until I picked him up. I motioned for him to get in the cab of my truck but he motioned that he was very sweaty and wanted to ride in the back of the truck. Ok. Whatever. I kept checking him out in my rear view mirror and doubt began to fill my mind. He was sprawled out laying down in the back of my truck so full of joy to the point of ecstasy at getting a ride and the wind and the beautiful forest. Oh Lord! Hes go to be drunk. Nobody acts like that unless they are drunk.
I have a family. I'm very protective over them. I knew that if I dropped him off when I made my turn into our long driveway that he would be standing out there on the road trying to catch a ride cause it was late. I decided to go the extra six miles into town and drop him off there. "He'll get a ride from there," I thought to myself rather smugly forgetting all about the sense of being drawn so powerfully to pick him up. His exuberance never stopped the whole way. "Yep. He's drunk," I thought. Perhaps my reluctance was justified.
I pulled into the parking lot of the coffee shop and he jumped out of the truck and all excited put his things down. Then I noticed that he had grabbed a Bible out of his things as he approached me all excited speaking in very broken English, "You the first one! You the first one! This for you! This for you!." His finger was on a scripture in his Spanish Bible. "This for you! My name is Angel (name in spanish) and I am from Cuba. I have walked from Portland, OR and I am going to Montana to minister to some people. You the first one! This for you!." (In very broken English with his finger still pointing to that scripture in Matthew.) Then he went back and picked up his belongings and started walking again.
Let me explain this to those of you that don't know Oregon geography. Portland is about 125 miles from Madras. It's another 25 miles SE to Prineville and another 15 miles to where I picked him up. It's high desert. At that time of year it can get up over a 100 degrees F. That being said, I have never seen a man who had walked 165 baking hot miles get more excited for what he was trying to tell me to go home and read that scripture than he was about getting a 30 mile ride. He was excited for ME. I knew in my heart it was one of those "divine appointments" but I also knew for some reason that man could not turn back. Even the 6 miles back to our little ranch. The conviction of what I had been thinking of him was agonizing yet he was so excited over what had just transpired. After all my doubt one thing was certain. I did pick him up. I didn't feel like doing it but the tug of the Holy Spirit had it's way.
So I left and went home and looked up that scripture. (I have always been terrible about scripture numbers.)
"Whatsoever you have done unto the least of these my bretheren, you have done it unto me..." - JESUS
For all intents and Spiritual purposes, Jesus had walked 165 miles and nobody had given him a ride. Nobody! I was the first one... I used to tell friends almost in holy agony when I would think about it that if I had only known WHO was riding in the back of my truck, I would have taken him home, offered him a shower, fixed a feast and offered him a bed and probably driven him to Montana. But it was too late for that. He couldn't turn back from his mission. That opportunity was lost. And yet he was so excited about what I had done...
The Compassion Of God - "Freely you have been given, freely give."
No not just our money - God wants us to give our lives.
Last year I had gotten to know a brother through a friend in another country. A very poor country where "the harvest is great but the laborers are few." He was running a small ministry to orphans and the destitute. Quite frankly his English was not so good so people had a hard time understanding him (much less his culture.) Some time later I found out that the rent on the ministry property was way overdue and the landlord had told them to get out but gave them a deadline of a few days. For some reason I heard that in my heart but didn't have the resources to help. I was out of work at the time. (at least I thought I didn't.) So I was praying about it and a picture came to me of holding a sign explaining the need and standing on the sidewalk. So although quite reluctantly I made a cardboard sign and some flyers explaining the situation and contact info and went out and did just that.
We had just moved to that community so I didn't know anybody. It was hard watching all the people passing by knowing the desperate and immediate need. At the time this ministry was helping about 30 orphans. The whole time I am wondering, "Lord isn't there a better way to do this?" but I kept getting pressed on. There were some precious small donations from people that seemed to mean more to God than the larger ones. I found myself with a new understanding of the words, "God bless you!: There seemed to be such a new rich meaning when I would speak them to someone, even for a dollar.
I started to understand that God was doing something precious. Something hidden behind that need. I would find myself getting so excited sometimes even for a small amount of change. To be honest though, it was very very humbling. Another brother and I managed to collect almost half the rent in a few days.I was more familiar with things south of the river in Portland so when the landlords deadline was approaching I went down to the supermarket that I knew had a money transfer station in it hoping that their landlord would hold off.
I still had a little time so I felt led to go to the sidewalk at the back of the parking lot with my sign. I was tired but I did it anyway. A guy passed by and yelled a profanity and something about "your imaginary god." at me and gave a finger gesture from out of his window. I really didn't want to be there but somehow I couldn't leave. After quite a while and getting uncomfortably close to the time I had to send it, a car passed me by and almost erratically turned into a side parking lot and parked there. I kept it up for about 15 minutes more but I kept glancing over to that car. The driver appeared to be praying at first then scrounging around in the car.
An Asian lady about in her young 20's approached me from the car almost in tears saying, "I am an orphan but I was adopted by American parents." She handed me a lump of cash saying that she so much wanted to help but that was all she had. She understood more than most what the word "orphan" means. We had precious fellowship for a while then she left. The amount she gave brought it up to 1/2 the rent plus the sending fees. Somehow I knew that the amount I had was sufficient for the moment and I sent it. The landlord agreed to wait for a little while. That was on a Friday evening, Saturday morning their time and it was the last chance I had to send it.
There was still the issue of the balance due on the rent but for now it was stable. I had been checking out a local gathering that carries their service online for a while and I had this picture form in my mind of taking that sign to their parking lot entrance that Sunday but I quite frankly chickened out. I didn't know anybody there. I repeated the process again the next week knowing that the full amount was due. For some reason I seemed to get more response south of the river than in the community we now lived in north of that.
For some reason, that picture of me standing in front of the "church" parking lot kept haunting me so the next Sunday I decided to actually attend their service. I committed myself to God to do what I had seen but inside I was very reluctant. It was a nice very large gathering of believers, with a service of well over 1500 just for one of their two Sunday gatherings. The pastor was a really nice guy, not at all stuffy like some. Kind of looked a little like Keith Green if you know who that is. At one point, he was sharing about their goal to raise 10 million over 3 years to pay off the balance of the building debt. No matter how one get's into debt it is a noble cause to get out of debt. I'm used to smaller gatherings and house gatherings so it was quite a surprise to see the building I was in. I'm not going to get into describing it except to say that it was very very fancy. It's not my purpose to point out fault here but rather to point out that we have a great deal to learn about God's ways. His ways are NOT our ways. That is an important lesson.
Like I had promised the Lord, I went out after the service with my sign and a handful of flyers, stood out at the intersection of the street and the parking lot exit. I got $30.00 in donations mostly from some very nice youth and a few adults. I was dressed in nice clothes and well groomed but I was surprised how many people before they got to where I was standing on the sidewalk rolled up their windows some of them in disinterest and some of them in apparent fear but I smiled and waived anyway.
"Be careful to entertain strangers knowing that some have entertained angels unawares..."
Sunday, June 22, 2014
Dawn Breaks Over Marblehead
Before you all get fuming mad at what you think is my opinion, you might want to check out the bottom of this post for a few other opinions I've included...
One thing I seem to have to learn over and over again is that politics in the USA is NEVER about what it appears to be. That in all the decades that I have been alive, NOTHING is ever done politically unless there is an economic value to those individuals that want to rule the world economically for their own benefit. Those people make a call and a country is taken over, someone gets assassinated, a new government is put in place, a war is started, funding is either provided or pulled back, alliances are made or broken, etc. Those financial interests will use the USA and it's government to accomplish their goals and it has been going on for a lot of years no matter what party is seemingly in charge. Politics in this country are just an illusion, a mask for what is really going on. It, like the TV and news is just an entertainment ploy handed to us to keep us distracted and manipulated. They know that a divided nation is a controllable nation so we are being constantly and deliberately fed divisive issues. Harsh statement?
This last Thursday I heard something on the news that literally made me so angry I was at the boiling point and I can count the times when I was that angry on the fingers of my right hand. It was an announcement by the government of the USA that they were removing funding from Uganda, "supposedly" without affecting the health and welfare of the people of Uganda. (which is not true at all because I have read reports of massive funding being cut even before this for humanitarian purposes). Prior cuts in funding have not brought the desired results of obedience and submission. It was supposedly because of the "anti-gay law" but that is only a convenience because there is a ready and willing public that will embrace that reasoning. Something that has been carefully crafted by the govt and the news agencies with exaggerations and outright lies that almost shock the senses of anyone who wants to know the truth and actually looks into the facts. Like "Obama Care" has anybody actually read that law?
Here's a hint. The American government does not make foreign policy based on "human rights"... EVER (Unless it is being used as an excuse)... Let me prove it to you. Let's take Saudi Arabia for instance. An ally in the "war against terror" which has funded the bank accounts of munitions manufacturers for over 10 years now. The penalty on the books for gay sex in Saudi Arabia (notorious for other massive and brutal rights abuses) is DEATH. Billions in logistics funding from the USA. They are the mortal enemy of "gay rights." If I was to suggest cutting off funds and denying visas to any of their government officials as punishment for their brutal treatment of "gays" and a whole host of others, the government of the USA would be on my doorstep in an hour or less. "Come with us." That is not an exception by any means as far as trade and military alliances with other countries who are rife with rights abuses go.
So considering all this and the severity of this attempt to dominate Uganda into submission on this issue is rather perplexing. The powers to be aren't even remotely interested in "human rights." If you don't believe me take a good look at some of their factories in other countries. Somebody wants something there (aside from control) and they are willing to bend the government and the population of the USA to get it. What is it? The up until now budding tourism with it's incredible lakes and wildlife preserves? It's incredibly friendly population? It's coffee crop? Maybe there is an untapped incredibly lucrative market for malaria carrying mosquitoes? (Hmm mosquito warfare?)...
How about dominating a country and population to the point of desperation that they would be willing to sell their rights to their largely untapped oil reserves and mineral deposits? Those deposits properly handled could pull Uganda from poverty to a robust economy. Robust economies are not conducive to major profit for the corporate powers to be. A desperate government willing to sell oil and mineral rights for next to nothing and a population willing to work for pennies on the dollar? Now that is worth something big time to them and there is no human cost too great to accomplish those ends. To the people who really control this country collateral damage is a forgone conclusion, maybe even a desirable one.
The AFA (anti-gay law) in Uganda is a convenient if not manipulated excuse for a much more aggressive economic agenda. The people in charge at the top of the world economic system and the USA know exactly how the government and people of Uganda would react. It is a predictable outcome engineered for a hidden purpose. I'm pretty sure the campaign contributions in the next election are going to be rolling in.
Here's my proposal in a fair and balanced approach. Immediately suspend all aid to all countries that have anti-gay laws. Cancel visas from those countries. Immediately suspend all federal aid to the states that have "anti-gay marriage laws." Put anyone in government or civil life that is responsible for upholding marriage as between a man and a woman on a no-fly list and forbid access to federal facilities and funds.
Who is this pullback of funding hurting in Uganda? I can well imagine and have seen graphic and painful evidence of that. But I will leave you with not my opinion but the opinion of others on the ground there in Uganda. Opinions not filtered by the Masters Deception in the USA.
“I’m not an advocate for aid cuts. Neither am I an advocate for bullying (political),” Julian Pepe Onziema, Programme Director of Sexual Minorities Uganda (SMUG), a gay rights organization, told IRIN. “There are so many horrible laws in this country, but to single out, to radically react to the AHA is not only patronizing but also further enhances LGBTI persons’ vulnerability to both non-state and state-sanctioned homophobia.”*
“This aid in particular is meant to serve vulnerable persons needing treatment and relief,” said Dora Musinguze, executive director of the Uganda Network on Law, Ethics and HIV/AIDS (UGANET). “I would firmly advocate for finding other formula of getting government attention,” she told IRIN. *
“As a human rights activist, I would not want the donors to cut aid to Uganda because they will deprive all Ugandans services that they need, most especially those living with HIV/AIDS,” Dennis Odwe, executive director of the Action Group for Health, Human Rights and HIV/AIDS (AGHA) Uganda, told IRIN.*
Way to go President O. Glad you did your research so well. Why don't you pick on someone your own size?....
* Source: IRIN
humanitarian news and analysis
a service of the UN Office for the Coordination of Humanitarian Affairs
One thing I seem to have to learn over and over again is that politics in the USA is NEVER about what it appears to be. That in all the decades that I have been alive, NOTHING is ever done politically unless there is an economic value to those individuals that want to rule the world economically for their own benefit. Those people make a call and a country is taken over, someone gets assassinated, a new government is put in place, a war is started, funding is either provided or pulled back, alliances are made or broken, etc. Those financial interests will use the USA and it's government to accomplish their goals and it has been going on for a lot of years no matter what party is seemingly in charge. Politics in this country are just an illusion, a mask for what is really going on. It, like the TV and news is just an entertainment ploy handed to us to keep us distracted and manipulated. They know that a divided nation is a controllable nation so we are being constantly and deliberately fed divisive issues. Harsh statement?
This last Thursday I heard something on the news that literally made me so angry I was at the boiling point and I can count the times when I was that angry on the fingers of my right hand. It was an announcement by the government of the USA that they were removing funding from Uganda, "supposedly" without affecting the health and welfare of the people of Uganda. (which is not true at all because I have read reports of massive funding being cut even before this for humanitarian purposes). Prior cuts in funding have not brought the desired results of obedience and submission. It was supposedly because of the "anti-gay law" but that is only a convenience because there is a ready and willing public that will embrace that reasoning. Something that has been carefully crafted by the govt and the news agencies with exaggerations and outright lies that almost shock the senses of anyone who wants to know the truth and actually looks into the facts. Like "Obama Care" has anybody actually read that law?
Here's a hint. The American government does not make foreign policy based on "human rights"... EVER (Unless it is being used as an excuse)... Let me prove it to you. Let's take Saudi Arabia for instance. An ally in the "war against terror" which has funded the bank accounts of munitions manufacturers for over 10 years now. The penalty on the books for gay sex in Saudi Arabia (notorious for other massive and brutal rights abuses) is DEATH. Billions in logistics funding from the USA. They are the mortal enemy of "gay rights." If I was to suggest cutting off funds and denying visas to any of their government officials as punishment for their brutal treatment of "gays" and a whole host of others, the government of the USA would be on my doorstep in an hour or less. "Come with us." That is not an exception by any means as far as trade and military alliances with other countries who are rife with rights abuses go.
So considering all this and the severity of this attempt to dominate Uganda into submission on this issue is rather perplexing. The powers to be aren't even remotely interested in "human rights." If you don't believe me take a good look at some of their factories in other countries. Somebody wants something there (aside from control) and they are willing to bend the government and the population of the USA to get it. What is it? The up until now budding tourism with it's incredible lakes and wildlife preserves? It's incredibly friendly population? It's coffee crop? Maybe there is an untapped incredibly lucrative market for malaria carrying mosquitoes? (Hmm mosquito warfare?)...
How about dominating a country and population to the point of desperation that they would be willing to sell their rights to their largely untapped oil reserves and mineral deposits? Those deposits properly handled could pull Uganda from poverty to a robust economy. Robust economies are not conducive to major profit for the corporate powers to be. A desperate government willing to sell oil and mineral rights for next to nothing and a population willing to work for pennies on the dollar? Now that is worth something big time to them and there is no human cost too great to accomplish those ends. To the people who really control this country collateral damage is a forgone conclusion, maybe even a desirable one.
The AFA (anti-gay law) in Uganda is a convenient if not manipulated excuse for a much more aggressive economic agenda. The people in charge at the top of the world economic system and the USA know exactly how the government and people of Uganda would react. It is a predictable outcome engineered for a hidden purpose. I'm pretty sure the campaign contributions in the next election are going to be rolling in.
Here's my proposal in a fair and balanced approach. Immediately suspend all aid to all countries that have anti-gay laws. Cancel visas from those countries. Immediately suspend all federal aid to the states that have "anti-gay marriage laws." Put anyone in government or civil life that is responsible for upholding marriage as between a man and a woman on a no-fly list and forbid access to federal facilities and funds.
Who is this pullback of funding hurting in Uganda? I can well imagine and have seen graphic and painful evidence of that. But I will leave you with not my opinion but the opinion of others on the ground there in Uganda. Opinions not filtered by the Masters Deception in the USA.
“I’m not an advocate for aid cuts. Neither am I an advocate for bullying (political),” Julian Pepe Onziema, Programme Director of Sexual Minorities Uganda (SMUG), a gay rights organization, told IRIN. “There are so many horrible laws in this country, but to single out, to radically react to the AHA is not only patronizing but also further enhances LGBTI persons’ vulnerability to both non-state and state-sanctioned homophobia.”*
“This aid in particular is meant to serve vulnerable persons needing treatment and relief,” said Dora Musinguze, executive director of the Uganda Network on Law, Ethics and HIV/AIDS (UGANET). “I would firmly advocate for finding other formula of getting government attention,” she told IRIN. *
“As a human rights activist, I would not want the donors to cut aid to Uganda because they will deprive all Ugandans services that they need, most especially those living with HIV/AIDS,” Dennis Odwe, executive director of the Action Group for Health, Human Rights and HIV/AIDS (AGHA) Uganda, told IRIN.*
Way to go President O. Glad you did your research so well. Why don't you pick on someone your own size?....
* Source: IRIN
humanitarian news and analysis
a service of the UN Office for the Coordination of Humanitarian Affairs
Saturday, June 21, 2014
The Lost Revival
And Jesus called them to him and said to them, “You know that those who are considered rulers of the Gentiles lord it over them, and their great ones exercise authority over them. But it shall not be so among you. But whoever would be great among you must be your servant, and whoever would be first among you must be slave of all. For even the Son of Man came not to be served but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many.” Mark 10:42-45
(This must have been the page that was stuck to another page in the Bible cause it sure hasn't gotten the attention it deserves...)
I once read a very small book about some believers in China before the communist takeover. Basically a fairly large village was touched by the Spirit of God and they were so transformed that they ended up "sharing all things in common and no man had anything they called their own." (That's another page in Acts that got stuck to another page) They experienced tremendous miracles and conversions. That went on for years but when unknown to them the whole communist takeover of China was approaching, they seemed to have less miracles and there was more teaching on suffering for their faith coming from the Holy Spirit.
When the communists took over they sent agents to approach this village to "preach" their communist doctrine but the agents were confused because this village was already living far above their doctrine and they willingly did so. After a couple times of visiting they asked, "Where is your leader?" The people of the village looked confused but finally decided to point out the man who had first brought the Gospel to them. He was busy working at his job clearing the ditches the villagers used the bathroom in. His job was to shovel out all the human waste, putting it in a crude wheelbarrow and taking it outside the village.
The communist agents were stunned that the leader of the village was doing this job because it was reserved normally for outcasts and criminals. They told him that he should not be doing this job as a leader of the village. He looked up at them imploringly and said, "Please do not take my job from me!" The agents left them alone after that for quite a long time even though the very violent communist revolution was taking place all over China. They were confused because they could find no fault with them...
Not to say that anyone should go out and make this all a doctrine (some of us know really well where that would end up) but it seems odd to me that of all that is taught about the early outpouring of the Holy Spirit starting with the day of Pentecost that somehow this fruit of that outpouring seems to be left out. One would do well however to recognize that it was a fruit and not a requirement. They were consumed with love for each other.
(This must have been the page that was stuck to another page in the Bible cause it sure hasn't gotten the attention it deserves...)
I once read a very small book about some believers in China before the communist takeover. Basically a fairly large village was touched by the Spirit of God and they were so transformed that they ended up "sharing all things in common and no man had anything they called their own." (That's another page in Acts that got stuck to another page) They experienced tremendous miracles and conversions. That went on for years but when unknown to them the whole communist takeover of China was approaching, they seemed to have less miracles and there was more teaching on suffering for their faith coming from the Holy Spirit.
When the communists took over they sent agents to approach this village to "preach" their communist doctrine but the agents were confused because this village was already living far above their doctrine and they willingly did so. After a couple times of visiting they asked, "Where is your leader?" The people of the village looked confused but finally decided to point out the man who had first brought the Gospel to them. He was busy working at his job clearing the ditches the villagers used the bathroom in. His job was to shovel out all the human waste, putting it in a crude wheelbarrow and taking it outside the village.
The communist agents were stunned that the leader of the village was doing this job because it was reserved normally for outcasts and criminals. They told him that he should not be doing this job as a leader of the village. He looked up at them imploringly and said, "Please do not take my job from me!" The agents left them alone after that for quite a long time even though the very violent communist revolution was taking place all over China. They were confused because they could find no fault with them...
Not to say that anyone should go out and make this all a doctrine (some of us know really well where that would end up) but it seems odd to me that of all that is taught about the early outpouring of the Holy Spirit starting with the day of Pentecost that somehow this fruit of that outpouring seems to be left out. One would do well however to recognize that it was a fruit and not a requirement. They were consumed with love for each other.
Thursday, June 12, 2014
The Mystery of the Universe
What
will our generation be likened to? We are like a group of intellectuals
standing continually every day on one side of a wide river discussing
how to make a way to cross it to get to the fertile ground and wealth on
the other side. We have spent our whole lives pondering it and
discussing it.
Along comes a simpleton who walks past us, walks around a bend in the river and without giving it a thought keeps walking right across a bridge he comes upon to the other side. When he gets to the other side he thinks, "I should go tell those men." So he goes back to our group of intellectuals and tells us about the bridge around the bend. We, upon hearing it, mock him and tell him to go away. "We don't need the likes of you. We are intelligent beings. What you just told us is completely stupid. Such a thing cannot be because we have not yet found a way across the river." So the simpleton does exactly as we tell him and walks back around the bend and across the bridge to live in that fertile land...
I've often thought and occasionally said that if we were to go to the edge of the universe (and there is one.), to see what is out there and come back to earth, we would spent the rest of our lives in an insane asylum. Our finite limited minds would not be able to handle the truth of what we would find out...
In reality, to an eternal God, the universe is nothing more in essence than an elaborate hologram of the eternal world that He exists in and has invited us to be a part of that eternal world by opening up the door of faith in His Son Jesus. "In the beginning was the Word and the Word was made flesh and dwelt among us." God made a way where there was no way. "God was in Christ Jesus reconciling the world to Himself." A way that bridges the distance between God and man. That is too simplistic for the modern mind to comprehend. The mysteries of the universe are so simple that our finite minds cannot handle the Truth.
Paul the Apostle of Jesus was caught up into the heavens and saw things "that are unlawful to speak of." Are there things we are not allowed to know in this present life? What prompted him to write, "Eyes have not seen, nor ears heard, nor has it entered into the minds of men, the things that God has prepared for those who love Him."?
If the truth were to be known, the entire universe would be found to be contained in a glass-like ornament hanging in the reality that God and all heaven exists in. On our own, there is a massive gap between us and God that is as wide as the universe. We can spend the next ten billion years trying to get there or we can simply go around the bend in our river and walk across the bridge that God has made for us. Maybe our "all knowing" brilliance can wrap our head around that one for a while.
I'm sure the simpleton will come will come and visit us in the psych ward. Maybe he will even bring us some fruit from the other side of the universe (Umm I mean river)...
"I will make a way where there is no way." Says the Lord. And He did. We don't need to figure it out. We just have to believe that it is there and walk across it."
Along comes a simpleton who walks past us, walks around a bend in the river and without giving it a thought keeps walking right across a bridge he comes upon to the other side. When he gets to the other side he thinks, "I should go tell those men." So he goes back to our group of intellectuals and tells us about the bridge around the bend. We, upon hearing it, mock him and tell him to go away. "We don't need the likes of you. We are intelligent beings. What you just told us is completely stupid. Such a thing cannot be because we have not yet found a way across the river." So the simpleton does exactly as we tell him and walks back around the bend and across the bridge to live in that fertile land...
I've often thought and occasionally said that if we were to go to the edge of the universe (and there is one.), to see what is out there and come back to earth, we would spent the rest of our lives in an insane asylum. Our finite limited minds would not be able to handle the truth of what we would find out...
In reality, to an eternal God, the universe is nothing more in essence than an elaborate hologram of the eternal world that He exists in and has invited us to be a part of that eternal world by opening up the door of faith in His Son Jesus. "In the beginning was the Word and the Word was made flesh and dwelt among us." God made a way where there was no way. "God was in Christ Jesus reconciling the world to Himself." A way that bridges the distance between God and man. That is too simplistic for the modern mind to comprehend. The mysteries of the universe are so simple that our finite minds cannot handle the Truth.
Paul the Apostle of Jesus was caught up into the heavens and saw things "that are unlawful to speak of." Are there things we are not allowed to know in this present life? What prompted him to write, "Eyes have not seen, nor ears heard, nor has it entered into the minds of men, the things that God has prepared for those who love Him."?
If the truth were to be known, the entire universe would be found to be contained in a glass-like ornament hanging in the reality that God and all heaven exists in. On our own, there is a massive gap between us and God that is as wide as the universe. We can spend the next ten billion years trying to get there or we can simply go around the bend in our river and walk across the bridge that God has made for us. Maybe our "all knowing" brilliance can wrap our head around that one for a while.
I'm sure the simpleton will come will come and visit us in the psych ward. Maybe he will even bring us some fruit from the other side of the universe (Umm I mean river)...
"I will make a way where there is no way." Says the Lord. And He did. We don't need to figure it out. We just have to believe that it is there and walk across it."
Friday, June 6, 2014
A Coalition Of The Willing
"After knowing the will of God in regard to a work which we undertake, we should continue courageously, however difficult it may be. We should follow it to the end with as much constancy as the obstacles we encounter are great." ~ St. Vincent de Paul
I'd like to do something I've been considering for a while now. I have quite a few friends I have met on facebook. Something I don't feel worthy of. Here are a few I have gotten to know over this last year and a half that we will very likely not read about in the news or see in the annals of history or even "Church" History. Beyond the organizational images they all love God and therefore love their neighbors. But their "love" goes beyond feeling and, however imperfectly as humans, translates into action. "Faith without works is dead." An opinion without action is meaningless. So with that in mind I present a few of some of the thousands of the COALITION OF THE WILLING around the world who unselfishly give of their own lives for others as many of you do as well in your own way and in your own circumstances.
Luthy Monica - Uganda
Future Nurse in Uganda where there is one doctor for every 18,000 people. A country where people die for lack of adequate medical care, even her own parents. Nursing is a valuable and altogether badly needed profession there. People need care from people who care. She cares. She is motivated. She needs friends who are motivated to see her get there. I am indebted to her because knowing her brought me out of my "American" shell to care about others.
I have a page for her on this blog HERE:
Mukulu Jonathan - Kamuli District, Uganda
Founder and Director of Oasis Orphans Care Ministry (OOCM) that ministers the gospel and cares for the needs of orphans, widows and the destitute in Butale Village since 2010. Through thick and thin has kept going all these years. Presently tries to sponsor 78 children to go to school as well. It has been said of him that he loves those children.
There is a page on this blog that also has a link to their website HERE.
His Facebook page is HERE.
Okiror Geofrey - Mpumudde, Jinja, Uganda
A young Ugandan who has founded Support Orphans And Street Kids (SOASK) to more effectively minister to the needs of orphans, widows and the destitute north of Jinga, Uganda. Presently supports 20 children to go to school as well, although there are many more as it becomes possible. Recently was so sick that he could barely communicate on his phone. "My life is nothing. Pray for the children." There is a page on this blog set up for them HERE.
His Facebook page is HERE.
Patrick Ssenyonga - Lwabenge, Kampala, Uganda
Founder and Director of Community Child and Youth Center Network (CCYC-Net) in Uganda. He has been building up this organization since 2008 to minister to the needs of orphans and the destitute in several villages. They currently try to help over 150 children of impoverished parents to go school. They also encourage different projects that will improve the lives and incomes of the villagers.
Their website is HERE.
David Oteko - Jinja, Uganda
Jesus Is Lord Ministries - Uganda (JILM) Wairaka Village, Kakira Sub County, Jinja District in Uganda founded to preach the gospel and minister to the needs of the poor in their area. Recently had all his belongings stolen and got back up again some days later to rejoice in the fact that they were holding a bible study. They recently helped the poor children in the area to go to school.
Their website is HERE.
His Facebook page is HERE.
Javed Masih - Gajranwala, Pakistan
Pakistani Pastor of Church Growth Fellowship of Pakistan which is a growing church. Spends much of his time ministering to the people of several villages and training workers to go out and minister. (They presently have over 100 students in training yet have very few bibles. The also recently partnered with others to start a school for the poor in their home village. The people they minister to are the poorest of the poor. Some of whom live in squalid conditions. Their are many diseases to deal with as well.
Their website is HERE.
His Facebook page is HERE.
These are just a few of the thousands of workers around the world who are serving God towards others. There is a shift going on in the world of missions and it has been growing steadily now for some time. It used to be Western missionaries sent into other countries. Now it is the local believers who are standing up in their own countries and taking on the task. Get to know them. Support them in prayer and finances. Someday we may need them to come to us...
I'd like to do something I've been considering for a while now. I have quite a few friends I have met on facebook. Something I don't feel worthy of. Here are a few I have gotten to know over this last year and a half that we will very likely not read about in the news or see in the annals of history or even "Church" History. Beyond the organizational images they all love God and therefore love their neighbors. But their "love" goes beyond feeling and, however imperfectly as humans, translates into action. "Faith without works is dead." An opinion without action is meaningless. So with that in mind I present a few of some of the thousands of the COALITION OF THE WILLING around the world who unselfishly give of their own lives for others as many of you do as well in your own way and in your own circumstances.
Luthy Monica - UgandaFuture Nurse in Uganda where there is one doctor for every 18,000 people. A country where people die for lack of adequate medical care, even her own parents. Nursing is a valuable and altogether badly needed profession there. People need care from people who care. She cares. She is motivated. She needs friends who are motivated to see her get there. I am indebted to her because knowing her brought me out of my "American" shell to care about others.
I have a page for her on this blog HERE:
Founder and Director of Oasis Orphans Care Ministry (OOCM) that ministers the gospel and cares for the needs of orphans, widows and the destitute in Butale Village since 2010. Through thick and thin has kept going all these years. Presently tries to sponsor 78 children to go to school as well. It has been said of him that he loves those children.
There is a page on this blog that also has a link to their website HERE.
His Facebook page is HERE.
Okiror Geofrey - Mpumudde, Jinja, UgandaA young Ugandan who has founded Support Orphans And Street Kids (SOASK) to more effectively minister to the needs of orphans, widows and the destitute north of Jinga, Uganda. Presently supports 20 children to go to school as well, although there are many more as it becomes possible. Recently was so sick that he could barely communicate on his phone. "My life is nothing. Pray for the children." There is a page on this blog set up for them HERE.
His Facebook page is HERE.
Founder and Director of Community Child and Youth Center Network (CCYC-Net) in Uganda. He has been building up this organization since 2008 to minister to the needs of orphans and the destitute in several villages. They currently try to help over 150 children of impoverished parents to go school. They also encourage different projects that will improve the lives and incomes of the villagers.
Their website is HERE.
David Oteko - Jinja, Uganda
Jesus Is Lord Ministries - Uganda (JILM) Wairaka Village, Kakira Sub County, Jinja District in Uganda founded to preach the gospel and minister to the needs of the poor in their area. Recently had all his belongings stolen and got back up again some days later to rejoice in the fact that they were holding a bible study. They recently helped the poor children in the area to go to school.
Their website is HERE.
His Facebook page is HERE.
Javed Masih - Gajranwala, Pakistan Pakistani Pastor of Church Growth Fellowship of Pakistan which is a growing church. Spends much of his time ministering to the people of several villages and training workers to go out and minister. (They presently have over 100 students in training yet have very few bibles. The also recently partnered with others to start a school for the poor in their home village. The people they minister to are the poorest of the poor. Some of whom live in squalid conditions. Their are many diseases to deal with as well.
Their website is HERE.
His Facebook page is HERE.
These are just a few of the thousands of workers around the world who are serving God towards others. There is a shift going on in the world of missions and it has been growing steadily now for some time. It used to be Western missionaries sent into other countries. Now it is the local believers who are standing up in their own countries and taking on the task. Get to know them. Support them in prayer and finances. Someday we may need them to come to us...
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