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Today's Story

The Old Fisherman Our house was directly across the street from the clinic entrance of Johns Hopkins Hospital in Baltimore. We lived downstairs and rented the upstairs rooms to out patients at the clinic. One summer evening as I was fixing supper, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to see a truly awful looking man. "Why, he's hardly taller than my eight-year-old," I thought as I stared at the stooped, shriveled body. But the appalling thing was his face - lopsided from swelling, red and raw. Yet his voice was pleasant as he said, "Good evening. I've come to see if you've a room for just one night. I came for a treatment this morning from the eastern shore, and there's no bus 'til morning." He told me he'd been hunting for a room since noon but with no success, no one seemed to have a room. "I guess it's my face ... I know it looks terrible, but my doctor says with a few more treatments ..." For a moment I hesitated, but his next words convinced me: "I could sleep in this rocking chair on the porch. My bus leaves early in the morning." I told him we would find him a bed, but to rest on the porch. I went inside and finished getting supper. When we were ready to eat I asked the old man if he would join us. "No thank you. I have plenty." And he held up a brown paper bag. When I had finished the dishes, I went out on the porch to talk with him a few minutes. It didn't take long time to see that this old man had an oversized heart crowded into that tiny body. He told me he fished for a living to support his daughter, her five children, and her husband, who was hopelessly crippled from a back injury. He didn't tell it by way of complaint; in fact, every other sentence was preface with a thanks to God for a blessing. He was grateful that no pain accompanied his disease, which was apparently a form of skin cancer. He thanked God for giving him the strength to keep going. At bedtime, we put a camp cot in the children's room for him. When I got up in the morning, the bed linens were neatly folded and the little man was out on the porch. He refused breakfast, but just before he left for his bus, haltingly, as if asking a great favor, he said, "Could I please come back and stay the next time I have a treatment? I won't put you out a bit. I can sleep fine in a chair." He paused a moment and then added, "Your children made me feel at home. Grownups are bothered by my face, but children don't seem to mind." I told him he was welcome to come again. And on his next trip he arrived a little after seven in the morning. As a gift, he brought a big fish and a quart of the largest oysters I had ever seen. He said he had shucked them that morning before he left so that they'd be nice and fresh. I knew his bus left at 4:00 a.m. and I wondered what time he had to get up in order to do this for us. In the years he came to stay overnight with us there was never a time that he did not bring us fish or oysters or vegetables from his garden. Other times we received packages in the mail,always by special delivery; fish and oysters packed in a box of fresh young spinach or kale, every leaf carefully washed. Knowing that he must walk three miles to mail these, and knowing how little money he had made the gifts doubly precious. When I received these little remembrances, I often thought of a comment our next-door neighbor made after he left that first morning. "Did you keep that awful looking man last night? I turned him away! You can lose roomers by putting up such people!" Maybe we did lose roomers once or twice. But oh! If only they could have known him, perhaps their illness' would have been easier to bear. I know our family always will be grateful to have known him; from him we learned what it was to accept the bad without complaint and the good with gratitude to God. Recently I was visiting a friend who has a greenhouse, As she showed me her flowers, we came to the most beautiful one of all, a golden chrysanthemum, bursting with blooms. But to my great surprise, it was growing in an old dented, rusty bucket. I thought to myself, "If this were my plant, I'd put it in the loveliest container I had!" My friend changed my mind. "I ran short of pots," she explained, "and knowing how beautiful this one would be, I thought it wouldn't mind starting out in this old pail. It's just for a little while, till I can put it out in the garden." She must have wondered why I laughed so delightedly, but I was imagining just such a scene in heaven. "Here's an especially beautiful one," God might have said when he came to the soul of the sweet old fisherman. "He won't mind starting in this small body." All this happened long ago-and now, in God's garden, how tall this lovely soul must stand.

Interesting Topic: Question: Did Adam and Eve make heaven? Remember they disobeyed God in d Garden of Eden, and were driven out of His presence.

Answer: The blood of an innocent lamb was shed in d Garden of Eden, to atone for Adam's sin, in adumberation, just as d blood of d same lamb was shed in Egypt to atone for God's people and pass them over from d sin and judgement of d land. That lamb, is Jesus Christ in types and shadows. He is d perfect sacrifice, and His blood is d perfect atonement. Heaven or hell, does not border on sin or righteousness, but on d acceptance or rejection of d lamb (Jesus Christ). Adam's acceptance of d lamb and d shed blood was evidenced by his willingness to put on d body of d lamb as a covering...and that puts him in d body of Christ by divine protocol. Revelation is not learned, it is given, and d spirit of d Word can only be discerned, so sometimes, explanation cannot suffice...exactly why d Lord compels us to study 2Timothy 2:15. Now back to d question, is d blood of atonement perfect? If it is, then is salvation eternal? Ur scriptural answer is indicative of where Adam and Eve ended up, and where u are likely to....open for discussion.

At The Meeting Room

I supplicate divinity with a voice of frailty and knees bent in awe and fatigue. My joy has been questioned and my peace impeached. Tough as I look, like a pillow my heart dents. My countenance is cast down as I contemplate tomorrow and the tedium it may bring as history beckons a repeat. Where am I? In the presence of my God, at the meeting room. The variegated tedium of being homo sapiens sometimes is a harsh reminder that we are dust and must need divine infusion. Man was made from the light weight part of the ground (dust). For him not to be moved by the wind (external forces), Jesus in his pre incarnate manifestation as the one who creates, added water to the dust to make it solid and breathe into him so the wind on the inside of him (His spirit) now controls him. Because of sin, we keep falling but in our frailty we must remember that we can call for divine strength. We can ask for help but the question is, who are we asking help from? Man, woman, beast, satan, God, who? Jeremiah inundated by the trouble of the present said 'Ah! Lord God thou hath made the heavens and the earth by thy great power and out stretched arm; Nothing is too difficult for thee. These words are now melodies of assurance and comfort but let's look at the words. Ah! Lord God - A reaction contained in an exclamation. Lord God here refers to Adonai meaning master or the one in charge or the controller. In other words, when in a situation, don’t just shout mogbe! Your reaction must be within the ambit of the knowledge of the Lord. Controller means He is in control and nothing takes Him by surprise. You must remember that He knows what you are going through and everything must work out for your good. His love for you cannot be questioned. Thou hath made the heavens and the earth by thy great power and outstretched arm - His personal revelation. There are things God has done for you and situations He has saved you from that become ebenezers, something you can hold on to and remind you that if He was with you then, He will be with you again and again. In other words, your personal revelation of his faithfulness to you should give you peace because He is not a man that He should lie, nor the son of Adam that He should change His mind towards you. The out stretched arm is His visible power meaning you can see a demonstration of His power in your life every day. For you to wake up every morning takes power. Left to satan you will be dead. Remember that anything and everything power, no matter who is manipulating it, comes from God as creator. Satan cannot create an iota of power, he just manipulates what's already created through the wisdom he was given when he was the praise and worship leader in heaven so don’t worry about him because within you is the dynamism of the divine operative. The Mighty God Almighty. So no shakkin! When it comes to you, He says no hair can drop off your head without his approval. If that's the reality of His word, the question you should ask yourself is do I believe it? Ok, ok, ok, so you are bald headed, no worries; your hair took permission to leave you. What a laugh! Nothing is too difficult for thee - Your declaration of faith. I believe therefore I speak. You must remember that without faith it’s impossible to please God. You simply must believe that He can do what He said He would do. The Israelites didn’t make the promise land because they didn’t believe Him. They saw His works (performance) but did not know His ways (His Heart) like Moses did. They didn't believe. Faith is a rest. If you believe God why do you worry? This is an indictment to us. What's your perception of God or how do you see God? Do you know Him only on a performance level, what He does for you like the Israelites? Or do you know His heart like Moses, David, Abraham, etc? Do you see Him as an old man living in the ozone? Or an ancient funky being with old school platform shoes, tight bell bottom trousers, snow white afro and a silver comb in His back pocket? Or a caring father who loves you like crazy. Your knowledge of Him will determine how you relate to Him and to other people. The Lord's Prayer begins by saying, our father who art in heaven hallowed be thy name.... Our father - showing a paternal superintendence over us as the one who cares (vertical) therefore there must be brotherhood (horizontal). Vertical and horizontal gives us the picture of the cross therefore; He loves us all and died for us. But you say you love God you haven't seen yet you can't stand the person you can see. He hurt me, she broke my heart so I don’t want to have anything to do with her and I won't forgive and the lamentation continues. But God is our father? Mean while the only victim ever was Jesus, He was without sin but you sin every time so what’s your problem? Art in heaven - shows his place of domicile as Almighty God who isn't affected by what goes on on earth therefore He is in control of all as creator therefore, He can work everything to your advantage and He sees the end from the beginning. Then Hallowed be thy name - this is interesting. Hollowed means holy, sanctified or to be set apart. In other words, cause your name to be set apart from the rest of creation. Prove to me that you are God Almighty. Show me that you are not like the other gods who have hands but can't embrace legs but can't walk, eyes but can't see, mouth but can't speak. Prove to me that you can take care and protect me and everything that concerns me. Hallowed be thy name. The meeting room is a space of faith where you and God discuss anything and everything. Your relationship with Him determines how you relate with Him and the depth of what's bugging you that you tell Him (as if He doesn’t know already). He is all knowing but He is a gentle man so if you don't tell Him, He won't bother. He won't violate your will. Tell Him where it hurts. Do you like someone, does someone annoy you all the time, did someone try to dent your car while driving, do you need emotional strength, are you in trouble, are you stressed, are you dreaming of Italian food other than pasta, did you see a pair of ostrich or goat skin Ferragamo shoes, or the latest LV bag you can't take your mind of? As mundane as some may sound, He wants to know. It amuses Him a lot so make God giggle. It's the anthropopathic dimensions of divinity (His emotions; He laughs, He gets upset, etc). Just tell Him. He wants a father child relationship. Just talk to God for the fun of it. Prayer is simply talking to God. Start building that relationship now but remember you can also be disciplined by Him. He whom He loves He also chastises. There is the grace of God, that's free, the business of God, that's hard work and there is the government of God that's authority and vengeance so be careful. God is love but He is also a consuming fire. The fire part is for your enemies so relax. People please when you talk to God as your father; don't be a politician, just talk. Do you see your natural father and say dadidaaaadiii the one who gave birth to me, the one who bought me my first bicycle and married my mother, my very father of very daddy, Otumba popsy mi, alaye father. What a laugh. You don’t say that so what's with hailing God. Just talk. He's probably looking at Jesus and saying what's wrong with him/her. Don't get me wrong, there’s a place and a time for everything. Did someone hurt you? When you get to the meeting room, replay the entire thing before God. It will hurt, you may cry but replay every word every slap everything. Then while you are doing that begin to pray in the spirit (tongues). ....building yourself in your most holy faith praying in the Holy Ghost. As you pray, the power of God through love will fill your heart and the situation will become history, and the influence of the incidence will be broken and joy can fill your heart again. You may not even remember it anymore. The spirit makes intercessions for you and knows exactly where it hurts and therefore knows what to tell God. It’s by faith that it may be of grace. But if you still feel a little hurt go back to the meeting room (the throne of grace) and talk some more. The meeting room discussion is a face to face prayer where you tell God just the way it is. Whether it's the prayer of demand (you need something), thanksgiving (you don’t want anything you just thank God for everything), intersession (talk to God on behalf of someone else), which ever, your obedience and the kind of relationship you choose to have will determine how far you go with God. Draw near to Him and He will draw near to you. Abraham was God’s friend and David was close to his heart. Both men had their own wahala as human beings but their heart was different. I see your face and configuration but God sees your heart. Everything begins and ends with your heart. If you have fallen short of his mark (sin) tell Him you are sorry and move on. Sin breaks the fellowship but never the relationship. Seek first the kingdom and all the responsibilities of being a child and everything else will be added. What time is your meeting? Dr Mrs Loveth

Salvation Guaranteed!

When Moses demanded to see d face of God, what d earth was demanding was to see God's salvation. And so when God came down to honor Moses, He had to put Moses in d cleft of d rock (that rock symbolized Jesus Christ) for no man can see God's salvation except they are in Christ. Now d two elements that salvation hinges on, are mercy and grace. Therefore when God showed up to Moses in Exodus 34:6, He declared Himself as mercy and grace. GRACE is God's Riches At Christ's Expense, and MERCY is grace in action. Mercy is actually what activates grace...so, no less are u saved by mercy as by grace. Where mercy says u have erred, but u are forgiven, grace says u hv not erred at all...Wow! That is why our righteousness is called 'imputed righteousness' Jesus gave it to us as an act of mercy and grace. It's ur acceptance of God's mercy, thru d person of His Son Jesus that births ur salvation. So then, if u were not saved bcos of ur righteousness, can u now become unsaved by ur unrighteousness? Grace helps u from falling, and mercy helps u when u fall...they secure ur salvation! Open for discussion.

An Open Letter to my Friends who Talk Bad About Their Husbands: Why I Love You, But Can’t Hang Out with You any more.

Dear Friend, This is really, really hard for me to do, but I have to tell you why I can’t hang out with you anymore. I get that marriage is hard. I do. I’ve fought with my husband (remember, when we got married, we had teenagers, so we had plenty to “discuss” those first years of marriage,) disagreed with him, and sometimes (OK, many times) not been the wife I needed to be. But here’s the thing: I want to do better. I want to be the wife that my husband needs. I want to speak well of him and to him. I want to improve, a little bit, everyday. And when I’m around you, it’s hard. I feel like, because you are throwing your husband under the bus, you want me to throw my husband right under there as well. I will not have the kinds of conversations that make men the butt of the joke, because not only am I married to a man, but I have boys I want to respect as men as well. I will not agree with how awful your husband is because I don’t know his side of the story. I will not laugh at TV or movies that feature the guys as “Doofus Dads”. I will not let you bait me into bashing husbands, yours or mine. I’m sorry if this seems like a unexpected change up – like I’m changing to rules of our relationship. But that uncomfortable laugh that I make when you put down your husband? Gone. From now on, I’m speaking up. It’s not OK to talk about any man like that in my presence. Ever. Now don’t get me wrong. If you want me to pray for the tough time you’re going through, if you want to cry on my shoulder and have me recommend books on how you can improve your relationship, I will bring the coffee, milk chocolate and password to my Amazon account. I am there for you friend. But if you only want to complain, and not let God make a miracle out of your marriage, I need to step away. Because I need to be with women who support the men in their life. I want to surround myself with women who are not perfect wives, but will inspire me to be the wife that follows God and blesses her husband out of the overflow of that relationship with God. So if you want to be that kind of girl – come on over to my house. But if not, I’m going to need to bow out. I know that God wants more for you than what you have now. I’ll be here when you want that cup of coffee.

BirthDay Note To Our First Daughter

Dearest Chioma, In the past year I’ve watched you with bated breath, surprise, and admiration interspersed with a few twinges of disappointment. Watching you mothering the twins is like watching a daily movie reel of my own triumphs and failures of parenting. It's like a daily reminder of what I could have, should have, would have, done! I can honestly say that I am proud to see you doing it better. I know that being a young single mom isn’t easy and the road you’ve chosen isn’t paved with gold. The rewards aren’t forthcoming and accolades aren’t doled out like ecstasy at a rave. As your Mom I always want to fix things but I also know you must Live and Learn. I don't expect you not to make any mistakes but I DO expect you to learn from them, move forward, and elevate yourself to the next level. For your 23 rd year I bestow these prayers on you. They are powerful and invaluable so they can't be squandered. I pray that you will continue to do your best to be boys mommy. They loves you so much and you’re both blessed to have each others. I pray that you grow, mature, and rise above the broken pieces of your heart; for when those pieces are rebuilt a stronger one emerges with more resilience and wisdom. I pray that you will always strive to excel in ALL your endeavors, challenging yourself to become a better version of yourself. I pray that you will find the balance of being a responsible Mom with enjoying Life. I don’t expect you to play it safe all the time or not take risks. I pray that Fear has no hold on you and that it doesn’t asphyxiate the boldness of your dreams. It’s okay to take the unconventional path as long as you don’t get mired in complacency. I pray that your mind will open to the truth of this world and that your eyes see clearly the lies you’ve been told. Freedom is not of this world. I pray that you don't lost your sense of humor during those moments of insanity, frustration, and hopelessness. I pray that you will see and listen to boy’s love, spirit, character, insecurities, voice, and tears with a discerning heart so that you will speak blessings over them and build them up. Protect and guide them always. And lastly, I pray that yours and they boy’s hearts will always align with the Father who knew and created you. If you seek Him always, your darkness will always have sunlight, the storms will eventually turn to tranquil waters, and despair will transform to hope. Happy Godly Birthday. Mom&dad