One day a local evangelist
bragged during a crusade
that his God was more able than all the
other gods in the town and the powers of the universe that the villagers worshiped put together. Just then, rainstorm sounds started sounding overhead, threatening the progress of the crusade. The evangelist lifted up his voice and declared with confidence that if the rains fell, then he wasn't a man of God; he would stop
preaching!
other gods in the town and the powers of the universe that the villagers worshiped put together. Just then, rainstorm sounds started sounding overhead, threatening the progress of the crusade. The evangelist lifted up his voice and declared with confidence that if the rains fell, then he wasn't a man of God; he would stop
preaching!
Before he could finish his bluff, the rains
began to hit the crusade grounds so
vehemently, apparently in disregard to
his declarations. The whole town left the
crusade grounds to their houses, shaking
their heads in disappointment and dismay.
The evangelist, so distraught and angry, packed
his belongings and left the town the next day.
On his way through the next town, he
checked into a local drinking spot and
drank himself to stupor.
As he lay on the ground cursing God, an old seedy looking man tapped him gently on the shoulder.
"Man of God", the old man began. But the evangelist quickly cut in, "don't mention the name of God to me. He is fake. He is unreliable. I am no longer a believer in this God. A God who chooses to disgrace his servants. Leave me alone!"
But the old man would not let him be. He continued, “I am the fetish priest in the village you just preached at. During your one week stay in that village, you destroyed all the charms I had made on the people for 45 years. Your prayers and your words always came with some fearful fire and power. I tried so many times to eliminate you but I couldn't. My last chance came yesterday. I had loaded my gun with gun powder
lying wait on the mountaintop where I had a very clear view of you. My plan was to shoot you from a distance since I couldn't get close enough to you due to the fire around you.
But just when I lifted the gun, the rains came
from nowhere, wetting my gunpowder and
covering you in a cloud so that I
couldn't even see you. All I saw was a
bright man holding a sword in front of you. I was so terrified. I concluded that your God was indeed all powerful and Almighty. That is why I’ve
been looking for you since then. I want to
follow
this your God!" The ex-evangelist bowed his head in shame!
this your God!" The ex-evangelist bowed his head in shame!
MORALS OF THE STORY
Dear friends, sometimes, it is just wise for us to believe that our Father knows the way He is taking us. We should just trust His leading. Let our boast be in the Lord, not in ourselves. If we decree a thing and it doesn't happen, let us not see it as disappointment or dishonor from the Father. Let us just believe that the Father wants his perfect will to be done in all things.
Dear friends, sometimes, it is just wise for us to believe that our Father knows the way He is taking us. We should just trust His leading. Let our boast be in the Lord, not in ourselves. If we decree a thing and it doesn't happen, let us not see it as disappointment or dishonor from the Father. Let us just believe that the Father wants his perfect will to be done in all things.
JUST FOR FUN
A man caught a thief at
night in his kitchen. With aloud voice the thief said; ...
Do you remember what I
said in the Bible? “That I will come like a thief in the night,
so stay awake". I have come again and
this time it is in your house. You are blessed
among all men because you have stayed awake as
I told you. And the man looked at him
with a flinty smile and
said sorry 'Jesus', you have again fallen into the house of Pontius Pilate,
I will crucify you today.
Words "Dear friends, sometimes, it is just wise for us to believe that our Father knows the way He is taking us. We should just trust His leading. Let our boast be in the Lord, not in ourselves." we are nothing but pencils in God's hands...
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