When I say that ‘I am a Christian’….
I am not shouting that ‘I am clean living.
I’m whispering ‘I was lost, but now I’m found and forgiven.’
When I say ‘I am a Christian’….
I don’t speak of this with pride.
I’m confessing that I stumble and need Christ to be my guide.
When I say ‘I am a Christian’….
I’m not trying to be strong.
I’m professing that I’m weak and need His strength to carry on.
When I say ‘I am a Christian’ ….
I’m not bragging of success.
I’m admitting I have failed and need God to clean my mess.
When I say ‘I am a Christian’….
I’m not claiming to be perfect.
My flaws are far too visible, but God believes I am worth it.
When I say ‘I am a Christian’ ….
I still feel the sting of pain.
I have my share of heartaches, so I call upon His name.
When I say ‘I am a Christian’….
I’m not holier than thou,
I’m just a simple sinner who received God’s good grace, somehow!
- fwd: menino martis
When GOD doesn’t solve our problems HE has faith in our abilities.
God’s accuracy may be observed in the hatching of eggs. . . . .
-those of the canary in 14 days;
-those of the barnyard hen in 21 days;
-eggs of ducks and geese in 28 days;
-those of the mallard in 35 days;
-The eggs of the parrot and the ostrich hatch in 42 days. (Notice, they are all divisible by seven, the number of days in a week!)
God’s wisdom is seen in the making of an elephant. The four legs of this great beast all bend forward in the same direction. No other quadruped is so made. God planned that this animal would have a huge body, too large to live on two legs. For this reason He gave it four fulcrums so that it can rise from the ground easily.
The horse rises from the ground on its two front legs first. A cow rises from the ground with its two hind legs first. How wise the Lord is in all His works of creation!
-Each watermelon has an even number of stripes on the rind.
-Each orange has an even number of segments.
-Each ear of corn has an even number of rows.
-Each stalk of wheat has an even number of grains.
-Every bunch of bananas has on its lowest row an even number of bananas, and each row decreases by one, so that one row has an even number and the next row an odd number. Amazing!
-The waves of the sea roll in on shore twenty-six to the minute in all kinds of weather.
-All grains are found in even numbers on the stalks.
God has caused the flowers to blossom at certain specified times during the day. Linnaeus, the great botanist, once said that if he had a conservatory containing the right kind of soil, moisture and temperature, he could tell the time of day or night by the flowers that were open and those that were closed!
The lives of each of us may be ordered by the Lord in a beautiful way for His glory, if we will only entrust Him with 0ur life. If we try to regulate our own life, it will only be a mess and a failure. Only God, who made our brain and heart, can successfully guide them to a profitable end.
- fwd: menino martis
Dear Brothers and Sisters, good morning!
Today, March 19, we celebrate the Solemnity of Saint Joseph, husband of Mary and Patron of the universal Church. Therefore, we dedicate this catechesis to him, who merits all our gratitude and our devotion for his having been able to take care of the Holy Virgin and her Son Jesus. Joseph’s characteristic is to be a guardian: it is his great mission, to be a guardian.
Today I would like to take up the topic of guardianship according to a particular perspective: the educational perspective. We look at Joseph as the model of educators, who takes care of and supports Jesus in the course of his growth “in wisdom, age and grace,” as the Gospel says. He was not Jesus’ father: Jesus’ Father was God, but he behaved as a father to Jesus, he behaved as a father to Jesus to make him grow. And how did he make him grow? In wisdom, age and grace.
We begin with age, which is the most natural dimension, physical and psychological growth. Joseph, together with Mary, took care of Jesus especially from this point of view, namely, he “brought him up,” taking care that he did not lack the necessary for a healthy development. Let us not forget that the diligent looking-after of the life of the Child entailed also the flight into Egypt, the harsh experience of living as refugees – Joseph was a refugee, with Mary and Jesus – to escape from Herod’s threat.
Then, once they had returned to their homeland and were established at Nazareth, there is the whole long period of Jesus’ life in his family. In those years, Joseph also taught Jesus his work, and Jesus learned to be a carpenter with his father Joseph. So Joseph brought up Jesus.
We pass to the second dimension of education, that of “wisdom.” Joseph was for Jesus an example and teacher of this wisdom, which is nourished by the Word of God. We can think of how Joseph educated little Jesus to listen to the Sacred Scriptures, above all accompanying him on Saturdays to the synagogue of Nazareth. And Joseph accompanied him so that Jesus could hear the Word of God in the synagogue.
And, finally, the dimension of “grace.” Referring to Jesus, Saint Luke says: “And the grace of God was upon him” (Luke 2:40). Here, certainly, the part reserved for Saint Joseph is more limited compared to the ambits of age and of wisdom. However, it would be a grave error to think that a father and a mother can do nothing to educate their children to grow in the grace of God. To grow in age, to grow in wisdom, to grow in grace: this is the work that Joseph did with Jesus, to make him grow in these three dimensions, to help him to grow.
Dear brothers and sisters, Saint Joseph’s mission is certainly unique and unrepeatable, because Jesus is absolutely unique. And yet, in his taking care of Jesus, educating him to grow in age, wisdom and grace he is a model for every educator, in particular for every father. Saint Joseph is the model of the educator and of the daddy, of the father. Therefore, I entrust to his protection all parents, priests – who are Fathers – and those who have an educational task in the Church and in society. In a special way, I would like to greet today, Day of the Father, all parents, all daddies: I greet you from my heart! Let’s see: are there some daddies in the Square? Daddies, raise your hand! But how many daddies! Best wishes, best wishes on your Day!
I ask for you the grace to be always very close to your children, letting them grow but being close to them, close to them! They are in need of you, of your presence, of your closeness, of your love. Be for them like Saint Joseph: guardians of their growth in age, wisdom and grace. Guardians of their path; educators, and walk with them. And with this closeness you will be true educators.
Thank you for all you do for your children, thank you. Many good wishes to you and happy Daddy’s Feast to all the daddies who are here, to all daddies.
May Saint Joseph bless you and accompany you. And some of us have lost our daddy, he has gone, the Lord has called him. So many who are in the Square do not have their daddy. We can pray for all the daddies of the world, for the living daddies and also for the deceased and for our own, and we can do so together, each one remembering his daddy, if he is alive and if he is dead. And we pray to the great Daddy of us all, the Father. An “Our Father” for our daddies: Our Father …
And very best wishes to the daddies!
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CHURCH SECRETARY: This week’s meetings will
be held on the various WhatsApp groups so please
don’t miss out!
Wednesday Bible teachings will be held live on
Skype @1900hrs GMT.
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Twitter for counselling and don’t forget
our weekly prayers on YouTube.
God Bless You All.
- fwd: vathan shettigar / divine gen
When in sorrow, call John 14
When men fail you, call Psalm 27
When you have sinned, call Psalm 51
When you worry, call Matthew 6:19-34
In danger, Psalm 91
When God seems far away, call Psalm 139
When your faith needs stirring, call Hebrews 11
When you are lonely and fearful, call Psalm 23
When you grow bitter and critical, call 1 Cor 13
You feel down and out, call Romans 8:31-39
You want peace and rest, call Matthew 11:25-30
When the world seems bigger than God, call Psalm 90
When you want Christian assurance, call Romans 8:1-30
When you leave home for labor or travel, call Psalm 121
When your prayers grow narrow or selfish, call Psalm 67
When you want courage for a task, call Joshua 1
When you think of investments/ returns, call Mark 10
How to get along with fellowmen, call Romans 12
For great invention/ opportunity, call Isaiah 55
For Paul’s secret to happiness, call Col 3:12-17
For idea of Chrisitanity, call 2 Cor 5:15-19
Depressed. call Psalm 27
To be fruitful, call John 15
If your pocketbook is empty, call Psalm 37
Losing confidence in people, call 1 Cor 13
If people seem unkind, call John 15
If discouraged about your work, call Psalm 126
If you find the world growing small and you great, call Psalm 19.
- fwd: vathan shettigar / prarthanalaya trust
How wonderful it is, how pleasant, for God’s people
to live together in harmony!” (Psalm 133:1 TEV)
God intends for us to experience life together.
The Bible calls this shared experience fellowship.
Today, however, the word has lost most of its biblical meaning.
“Fellowship” now usually refers to casual conversation, socializing, food, and fun.
The question, “Where do you fellowship?” means, “Where do you attend church?”
“Stay after for fellowship” usually means, “Wait for refreshments.”
Real fellowship is so much more than just showing up at services.
It is experiencing life together.
It includes unselfish loving, honest sharing, practical serving,
sacrificial giving, sympathetic comforting,
and all the other “one another” commands found in the New Testament.
When it comes to fellowship, size matters:
Smaller is better.
You can worship with a crowd, but you can’t fellowship with one.
Once a group becomes larger than about 10 people,
someone stops participating — usually the quietest person —
and a few people will dominate the group.
Jesus ministered in the context of a small group of disciples.
He could have chosen more, but he knew 12 is about the maximum size
you can have in a small group if everyone is to participate.
The Body of Christ, like your own body, is really a collection of many small cells.
The life of the Body of Christ, like your body, is contained in the cells.
For this reason, every Christian needs to be involved in a small group within their church,
whether it is a home fellowship group, a Sunday school class, or a Bible study.
This is where real community takes place, not in the big gatherings.
If you think of your church as a ship, the small groups are the lifeboats attached to it.
God has made an incredible promise about small groups of believers:
“For where two or three have gathered together in My name,
I am there in their midst” (Matthew 18:20 NASB).
- fwd: v c mathews
As Jesus went on from there, two blind men followed him,
calling out, ‘Have mercy on us, Son of David!’
When he had gone indoors, the blind men came to him, and he asked them,
‘Do you believe that I am able to do this?’ ‘Yes, Lord,’ they replied.
Then he touched their eyes and said, ‘
According to your faith let it be done to you’; and their sight was restored.
Jesus warned them sternly, ‘See that no one knows about this.’
But they went out and spread the news about him all over that region. (NIVUK)
Blindness is always a major problem.
But in Jesus’ day it meant no education, no income (except from begging) and social exclusion.
Blind people were considered to be cursed because of their own sin or the sins of their parents (John 9:2).
So these two blind men called out for mercy.
They felt the shroud of assumed guilt upon them and they knew that they had no right to anything.
But they begged Jesus to deliver them from the curse of their blindness.
Jesus asked them if they had faith in His ability to heal them –
a specific question to stir them into confessing whatever faith they had.
The answer was a confident, ‘Yes’! Jesus simply reached out and
touched their eyes and linked their healing to their faith in Him.
Their restored sight was proof of their faith, and proof of Jesus’ divine power.
But Jesus’ enemies were searching for whatever evidence they could find to discredit Him.
As the healing of blind people was a Messianic sign (Isaiah 61:1),
the Pharisees were eager to use the healing to denounce the Lord.
So He instructed the previously-blind men not to boast about their new found sight.
But they could not contain their joy, and it soon became common knowledge.
Mercy spares us from the punishment we deserve because of our sins;
but grace gives us God’s blessing and provision through God’s love,
even though we do not deserve it.
When people come to Jesus, however great their sin and shame,
He extends His mercy and then applies His grace:
and all of it totally undeserved.
There is no other way we can be accepted by God
and no other way to receive His favour –
except by coming to Him in faith that he can remove our shame
and restore our function.
- fwd: v c mathews
A little boy was waiting for his mother to come out of the grocery store. As he waited, he was approached by a man who asked, “Son, can you tell me where the Post Office is?”
The little boy replied, “Sure! Just go straight down this street a coupla blocks and turn to your right.”
The man thanked the boy kindly and said, “I’m the new pastor in town.
I’d like for you to come to church on Sunday. I’ll show you how to get to Heaven.”
The little boy replied with a chuckle.
“Awww, come on…
You don’t even know the way to the Post Office.”
- fwd: ronald monteiro
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 rain. The boy bundled up in his warmest and driest clothes and said, ‘OK, dad, I’m ready.’
‘Dad, it’s time we gather our tracts together and go out.’
Dad responds, ‘Son, it’s very cold outside and it’s pouring 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.’
Despondently, 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.’
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 bell 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 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 broken-hearted 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 personally 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 honour 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 & honour for his son… Except for One. It doesn’t matter what you may be going through JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU. Surrender to his lordship over your life and it will be well with YOU!
- fwd: lalita joshua
The story goes that some time ago a mother punished her five year old daughter for wasting a roll of expensive gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and she became even more upset when the child used the gold paper to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.
Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift box to her mother the next morning and then said, ‘This is for you, Momma.’
The mother was embarrassed by her earlier over reaction, but her anger flared again when she opened the box and found it was empty. She spoke to her daughter in a harsh manner.
‘Don’t you know, young lady, when you give someone a present there’s supposed to be something inside the package?’
The mother was crushed. She fell on her knees and put her arms around her little girl, and she begged her forgiveness for her thoughtless anger.
An accident took the life of the child only a short time later, and it is told that the mother kept that gold box by her bed for all the years of her life.
Whenever she was discouraged or faced difficult problems she would open the box and take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.
In a very real sense, each of us, as human beings, have been given a Golden box filled with unconditional love and kisses from our children, family and friends… There is no more precious possession anyone could hold.
As you can see, Friends are like angels who lift us to our feet, when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.
- bg koshy / george e mathew