Tuesday, November 30, 2021

the Father Factor: Why Worry?




“Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground outside your Father’s care. And even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. So don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.” (Matthew 10:29-31)

 

When we come to God aka our Heavenly Father and ask Him for our daily bread, He never says, “Go away boy, you are bothering me.” Here is the truth! Our Heavenly Father is not just a Sunday Father, interested only in our spiritual welfare.

 

Our Heavenly Father is an everyday Father, concerned about our stomachs, our siding, the sale of our homes, our sandals and our souls. Our salvation and our spaghetti come from the same hand.   Our Heavenly Father is committed to caring for us. We do not have  to wrestle crumbs out of His reluctant hand. We serve a buffet God; we do not have to settle for table scraps!

 

Our provision is our Heavenly Father’s priority.

 

In light of the Father Factor: Why Worry?

 

Monday, November 29, 2021

What Helium and Prayer Have in Common…

 



One of my favorite things to teach kids is prayer. When it comes to prayer, it is SO much more important to have the right beliefs about prayer than it is to have the right words. 

 

I use helium balloons to illustrate this. We all know if we breathe in helium, our voices change. Kids always laugh when their teacher or parent speaks after taking a deep breath of helium, and you can use that to show them a good belief system about prayer.

 

When the Holy Spirit came into our life, we breathed Him in (the word “spirit” in both Hebrew and Greek is also the word for breath and wind). When we breathed Him in, He changed our voice. We don’t sound like chipmunks, though, we sound like Jesus. God now treats our prayers as if Jesus prayed them. The Holy Spirit inside us has made our prayers just as powerful as His.

 

Another thing our kids need to know about prayer is the answers they can expect from God. So many people teach that God sometimes says “yes,” but sometimes “no,” and sometimes He even says “wait.” This is not accurate when it comes to His promises and will build a faulty foundation for prayer. 

 

2 Corinthians 1:20 says that all His promises are yes and amen. That means God won’t say “no” if He promised it. The promise of protection, the promise of provision, the promise of healing, etc. When we pray for these we can only get one answer…yes! Another verse on this is 1 John 5:14-15, which says, “This is the confidence which we have before Him, that, if we ask anything according to His will, He hears us. And if we know that He hears us in whatever we ask, we know that we have the requests which we have asked from Him.”

 

It’s important we remember that Jesus never taught on what to do if our prayers aren’t answered. That’s because He never expected us to believe they wouldn’t (after all, if we pray believing He won’t answer, we aren’t praying with faith). He wants His disciples to pray the way He did, always knowing our prayers are heard (see John 11:42).

 

As we teach our children, these three thoughts will help them grow up praying with tremendous faith, and seeing God do incredible things through their lives.




Sunday, November 28, 2021

SUNDAY THOUGHTS: THE FIRST SUNDAY OF ADVENT 2021


 

SCRIPTURE:

But you are our Father,
    though Abraham does not know us
    or Israel acknowledge us;
you, Lord, are our Father,
    our Redeemer from of old is your name.
17 Why, Lord, do you make us wander from your ways
    and harden our hearts so we do not revere you?
Return for the sake of your servants,
    the tribes that are your inheritance.
18 For a little while your people possessed your holy place,
    but now our enemies have trampled down your sanctuary.
19 We are yours from of old;
    but you have not ruled over them,
    they have not been called[a] by your name.  Isaiah 63:16-19


Opening Illustrations: 

1. When I was a child I used to long for Christmas so much that I promised myself that I’d never run away from home unless it was right after Christmas. 

2. Also it seemed in those days that a child’s yearning makes the days longer, because it seemed like Christmas came every three years. But now that I’ve reached the ancient age of seventy six, it seems like Christmas comes about every other Thursday. 

Intro: Advent has always been a happy time for most people, even in difficult times, because there is something about Christmas and the coming of the Messiah and the coming of the Lord, and the realization of all the promises that God has made to His people find their fulfillment in a stable, a little child, a poor young teenage mother and her gravely worried husband into whose care God had placed this most precious twosome.

I think there’s something that stirs great hope in us. And so Advent is really a time for hope. It’s a time when we put aside major worries in our life and realize that God is with us.

For a Christian to have hope means to know that we are definitely loved, and that, whatever happens to us, we are awaited by love.

It’s written, this section of Isaiah is written, at the time when the Jewish people were up in Babylon and praying to God that they would be able to return to their own country and rebuild their temple and once again be at peace in their own homes.

It was a desperate time because they were enslaved. It was a time when many felt that God had abandoned them.

And that’s why Isaiah says, “Would that you would rend the heavens and come down as you did in the olden days with Moses and the people who were in slavery in Egypt and the wonders that you did.

“Why do you not see us? Yes, we have sinned, but you are a forgiving God, you care for us. Why do you hide from us? Is it that you’re angry with us?”

Of course, the thing that makes this a lovely passage is to know that, in the harshest and most difficult of times, the prophet is speaking like a man in terrible need of God Himself. Not just to know that God exists, but to feel His strength, to feel that He is once again manifesting Himself to His people.

And where do we find this hidden God?

ILL: Well, there’s an old story about Omar the candle maker.

Omar the candle maker is outside his house and he’s busy looking through the grass. He’s feverishly looking for something when his neighbour comes and he says, “Omar, what are you looking for?”

And he says, “I lost my wallet and I’m trying to find my wallet.”

And his friend says, “Well, where did you lose it?”

He says, “I lost it in my house, in my bedroom.”

And he says, “Well, why aren’t you in your house and bedroom searching for it?”

And he says, “Oh, it’s too dark in there. It’s much nicer to search out here in the sunshine.”

The meaning of this story is that we’re always looking for God in the wrong places.

Because, very often and for good reason, we find God not so much in the happy days of our lives, we find God when we’re alone and suddenly darkness closes in on our life and we begin to wonder and have doubts about not only the future but also the present. And then we begin very simply to pray.

And this is the right thing.

Because you see the Advent candles that we light up here, there’s four candles — three are violet colored, meaning that the three prepare us for the coming of Christmas, and the pink one is one of joy that Christmas is with us.

But a candle only, only, shows its true nature and its true value in darkness. We don’t put candles around with all the lights on. It is when we turn the lights off that a candle begins to glow and give us hope.

And that is why at Christmas time we fill our homes with candles. But most of all because of the prophecy that says Jesus is the light of the world and he comes in a very special way at Christmas time.

This is an indication that the problems that face us and the difficulties that face us, and especially in these present times — the news of the last few weeks and it seems like not only the world is full of trepidation and fear because of the onset of perhaps a more bleak future and a difficult future and a future where there will be lots of pain — and at this time we begin to shirk and to shrink back from it, for we do not want anything to disturb perhaps the way we have been going. We wonder what will happen to us.

And so we sound like Isaiah in the First Reading, the beginning when Isaiah is saying, “You must show your face. Why haven’t you come down and delivered us? We are in very difficult times.”

And what Isaiah gives them is the word of God.

And the word of God is, “I have never left you. I am with you.

“I am more bright as a candle that shines in the darkness in your life now than perhaps I was when you were following other lights and other ways, when you thought that, perhaps, that life was a matter of controlling it, instead of forgetting that you do not control anything important in life, that you are vulnerable and needy.

“Because only when you realize that you are not in control of things and you recognize your own vulnerability and your own need, is love possible.”

And what kind of life is worthwhile without love, true love, the love that Jesus comes — poor, rejected, alone, but the light for the whole world to understand that God comes to share the darkness and share the pain that we might have new life and new strength to it.

Many people are slightly in tears in the last few days and they say, “What happened? How can God do this to us?”

God isn’t what brought on this crisis. God is the solution, the response to this crisis, when no matter what happens we must remember, as the Pope says, to have hope is to know that we are definitely loved and cherished and cared for — definitely loved and cherished and cared for — and that whatever happens to us, whatever path we are asked to walk to another part of our lives, what awaits us is God and His love. And with this we make each other strong.

The second thing about difficult times is perhaps a realization that maybe we have been preoccupied by a lot of false gods around us. Maybe we have invested our hope in success, our hope in riches, our hope in never seeing pain.

Maybe these are the gods that have to come crashing down before we once again realize that we are here to share love, compassion, perfection.

We are here to make a new world. Each generation must build a new world so that we come closer and closer to the final coming of the Lord.

And that is the Second Coming, the coming at the end of time.

But the one that comes at the end of time must be brought to us by our own good selves.

Jewish mothers, praying for the Messiah, used to say to their children, “Every good deed that you do, brings the Messiah one step closer.”

And that, perhaps, is the challenge of difficulty.

Two things can happen.

Number one is we shirk and fear and each day we worry more and more about what is going to happen — and we live in the future. And those who live in the future, die in the present.

Or perhaps we have so many regrets of what brought this on or what brought that on — and we live in the past. And the past is already gone and we’ll always be chasing shadows that breed only guilt.

What Advent is saying is we must live now with faith. We must live now with love. And what drives you on to live with faith and to share love is hope. Hope is the great virtue.

Closing: I’d like to read to you a poem by Charles PĆ©guy. He wrote a poem. I’m told that it is seventy-six pages long. And it’s probably the greatest masterpiece of any poet in the 20th century. He died in the First World War on the battlefield, but he left this beautiful poem. And I will just read you one small bit.

“I am, says God, master of the three virtues: Faith, Charity and Hope.
Faith is like a faithful wife.
Charity is the ardent mother.
But Hope is a little girl.

I am, says God, the master of virtues.
Faith is she who remains steadfast through centuries and centuries.
Love is she who gives herself during centuries and centuries.
But my little Hope is she who rises every morning.

I am, says God, the Lord of virtues.
Faith is she who remains firm and strong.
Charity is she who unbends during centuries and centuries.
But my little Hope is she who every morning wishes me good day.”

It is true that the most important of all things that hold us close to God is not faith — men can live without faith. It is not love — men can live without love. But no-one can live without hope.

And so difficult times make us aware that of these three virtues, the least known, the least talked about, the one that we always feel is like a little child, is the one who feeds Faith, and the one who gives joy to Love.

And so it is the little girl that we ask God to grace us with — the humble little girl who says every morning is a new day. She calls Faith good morning and calls Love to the morning.

And this is what it means to prepare for Christmas:

To help each other as we go through these difficult times, but with hope in our hearts. A hope that feeds the deep faith that we must recommit ourselves to our friends and to people and to the world in which God is.

And, also, that we commit ourselves to reaching out in love and caring and compassion.

And, most of all, with a joyful, light heart, because Hope is a little girl who gets up every morning and wishes us good day.



NEXT SUNDAY WE BEGIN AN ADVENT SERIES ENTITLED:

Carols: A Christmas Devotional 

 

Saturday, November 27, 2021

Rick's Recipes: Thanksgiving Leftovers Casserole

 





Thanksgiving Leftovers Casserole

This layered casserole with stuffing, turkey, veggies, mashed potatoes and cheese is the perfect way to serve Thanksgiving leftovers.

Prep:15 mins           Additional: 40 mins         Total: 55 mins

Servings: 10                   Yield:10 servings

 

Ingredients

  • 1 (6 ounce) package STOVE TOP Stuffing Mix for Turkey
  • 4 cups chopped leftover roasted turkey
  • 2 cups frozen mixed vegetables (carrots, corn, green beans, peas), thawed
  • ¾ cup KRAFT Mayo Real Mayonnaise or MIRACLE WHIP Dressing
  • 3 cups leftover mashed potatoes
  • 1 cup KRAFT Shredded Cheddar Cheese
  • ⅛ teaspoon paprika

 

Directions

  • Step 1

Heat oven to 375 degrees F.

  • Step 2

Prepare stuffing as directed on package; spread onto bottom of 13x9-inch baking dish sprayed with cooking spray.

  • Step 3

Combine turkey, mixed vegetables and mayo; spoon over stuffing.

  • Step 4

Mix potatoes and cheese; spread over turkey mixture. Sprinkle with paprika.

  • Step 5

Bake 30 to 40 min. or until heated through.

 

 

Variation:

Prepare using KRAFT Light Mayo Reduced Fat Mayonnaise and KRAFT 2% Milk Shredded Cheddar Cheese.

Note:

If you don't have any leftover stuffing, you can use 1 pkg. (6 oz.) STOVE TOP Stuffing Mix, prepared as directed on package, instead.

 

Substitute:

Substitute cooked ground turkey for the chopped leftover roasted turkey.

Nutrition Facts

Per Serving:

330 calories; protein 20.9g; carbohydrates 14g; fat 20.7g; cholesterol 61.5mg; sodium 411.5mg.

 

 

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Friday, November 26, 2021

A Thankful Friday

 






 

“How great is your goodness, which you have stored up for those who fear you, which you bestow in the sight of men on those who take refuge in you.” – Psalms 31:19

 

I’ve always really enjoyed Thanksgiving. Sure, the family can be pretty crazy at times, and I usually end up on dish duty after the meal, but Thanksgiving has always been a time for me to stop and realize how blessed I am. Friends, family, a warm meal, there are many simple things in this life that are easy to take for granted, so it’s good to have a day that reminds us to be thankful for all God has given us. The problem is that’s usually how long it lasts, a day. After the food has been eaten and prayers have been said, many people wake up the next morning and jump head first into the madness of Black Friday.

 

I can only remember shopping twice on Black Friday, and I regretted it both times. It’s complete chaos, with people running, screaming, and sometimes even fighting each other over things they want to buy. I’ve never had any crazy experiences myself, but my brother-in-law remembers a particularly strange incident that happened while he was in college. One year, while he and my sister were still dating, he drove up to visit her on the Friday after Thanksgiving. He had left his house at 3am with hopes of avoiding the holiday rush and was making good time on the freeway when suddenly, out of nowhere, a long line of traffic appeared in the distance.


At first he thought there had been an accident, but as he got closer he realized that the stalled traffic was due to cars making complete stops on the freeway so their passengers could get out, jump the guard rails, and climb a small hill to a nearby outlet mall. It’s ironic, and a little sad, that a day which celebrates American greed happens after the holiday about being thankful. At times like these, it’s important that as Christians realize we cannot live Christ-centered lives when we leapfrog between God and possessions.   

 

"No one can serve two masters. Either he will hate the one and love the other, or he will be devoted to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve both God and Money.” (Matthew 6:24)   

 

So don’t throw out your thankfulness with the evening leftovers, but hold onto it as the Advent season begins. Remember the blessings Christ has given us and use them to prepare yourself for Christmas, when we celebrate the birth of Christ, the greatest gift of all.    

 

 

by Ryan Duncan


Thursday, November 25, 2021

A Prayer for Thanksgiving Day

 





“Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth. Worship the Lord with gladness, come before him with joyful songs. Know that the Lord is God, it is he who made us, and we are his, we are his people, the sheep of his pasture. Enter his gates with thanksgiving, and his courts with praise, give thanks to him and praise his name. For the Lord is good; his love endures forever, his faithfulness continues through all generations.” Psalm 100:1-5


All across our nation, Thanksgiving is a day that we set aside in order to do one thing.

Be thankful.

And usually what goes along with it, is lots of food, family and friends, laughter and fun, times of giving to others in need, maybe some football, or traditions that you’ve recognized through long years.

And sometimes too, there is also loneliness. And struggle. Or deep loss. Feelings of hurt and painful circumstances that you’re still trying to hurdle over.

Whatever you’re facing this Thanksgiving Day, in the midst of all of it, may we remember again that God gives us the opportunity each and every day, to give worship and thanks to Him. Every morning He gives us breath, is His invitation to come joyfully into His Presence. He reminds us that He alone is God and we belong to Him. He assures us that His plans in our lives are for good, that his love covers us securely, and His faithfulness extends from generation to generation.

No matter what, He’s given us so many reasons to choose thankfulness and joy this day. Let’s do what the Psalmist of this great chapter says:

- Shout for joy.

- Worship the Lord with gladness.

- Come before Him with joyful songs.

- Know that He is God.

- Enter His gates with thanksgiving and his courts with praise.

- Give thanks to Him and praise His name.

- Recognize His goodness, love, and faithfulness, through all the generations of our family.


Dear God,


Thank you for your goodness and for your blessings over our lives. Forgive us for when we don't thank you enough, for who you are, for all that you do, for all that you've given. We’re so grateful you for your amazing love and care, for your mercy and grace, for always working on our behalf, even behind the scenes when we’re unaware. Thank you that you are always with us and will never leave us, even through loss and the most difficult of times. Thank you for your incredible sacrifice so that we might have freedom and life. Help us to set our eyes and our hearts on you afresh. Renew our spirits, fill us with your peace and joy, this Thanksgiving Day and every day.
We give you thanks and praise, for You alone are worthy!
In Jesus' Name,
Amen.




By Debbie McDaniel

Find more by Debbie at www.debbiemcdaniel.com,


Wednesday, November 24, 2021

PREPARING FOR A TIME OF THANKSGIVING.....

 



In the Book of Galatians, we find the apostle Paul was astonished and unsure of what to do with the Christians who lived in Galatia. At one point, they were overwhelmed with God’s love expressed toward them, but they drifted from grace and were attempting to earn God’s approval by their good works. God’s people were living exhausting and legalistic lives, so the apostle Paul asked them a single poignant question in Galatians 4:15.

 

Here are how different Bible translations record one of the most compelling questions to ask ourselves this Thanksgiving:

Where, then, is your blessing? (CSB)

Where is that joyful and grateful spirit you felt then? (NLT)

Where then is that sense of blessing you had? (NASB)

What has happened to the satisfaction you felt at that time? (Message)

 

The apostle Paul believed that the root problem was a loss in their sense of blessedness. They were exhausted trying to achieve God’s love rather than rejoicing in the reality that they had already receive His love. They were miserable because they lost their awe for Jesus. A loss of awe and appreciation for Jesus will always manifest itself in our lives. Whenever we lose a sense of how much Christ has blessed us, we fight more and enjoy His blessings less. Paul wanted to see the Galatians’ gratitude for Jesus recaptured. Thus, Paul kept reminding them of how the Lord had blessed them.

 

If you belong to the Lord, here are 13 reasons to be thankful this Thanksgiving.

 

1. He rescued you.

He gave Himself for our sins to rescue us from this present evil age. (Galatians 1:4)

 

2.He justified you.

And we have believed in Christ Jesus so that we might be justified by faith in Christ and not by the works of the law. (Galatians 2:16)

 

3. He was crucified for you.

You foolish Galatians! Who has hypnotized you, before whose eyes Jesus Christ was vividly portrayed as crucified? (Galatians 3:1)

 

4. He has given you His Spirit.

Did you receive the Spirit by the works of the law or by hearing with faith? (Galatians 3:2)

 

5. He has worked miracles among you.

So then, does God supply you with the Spirit and work miracles among you by the works of the law or by hearing with faith? (Galatians 3:5)

 

6. He was cursed for you.

Christ has redeemed us from the curse of the law by becoming a curse for us. (Galatians 3:13)

 

7. He gave you His righteousness.

For as many of you as have been baptized into Christ have put on Christ like a garment. (Galatians 3:27)

 

8. He redeemed you.

When the time came to completion, God sent His Son, born of a woman, born under the law, to redeem those under the law. (Galatians 4:4-5)

 

9. He has adopted you.

… that we might receive adoption as sons. (Galatians 4:5)

 

10. He has made you His heir.

So you are no longer a slave but a son, and if a son, then an heir through God. (Galatians 4:7)

 

11. He has set you free from the burden of earning His love.

For freedom, Christ set us free. (Galatians 5:1)

 

12. He blesses you with the fruit of the Spirit.

But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. (Galatians 5:22-23)

 

13. He has made you a new creation.

For both circumcision and uncircumcision mean nothing; what matters instead is a new creation. (Galatians 6:15)

 

 

May all that Christ has done for us cause us to once again be filled with a sense of gratitude!

 


THOSE WHO SOW IN TEARS....

 



In 1921 David and Svea Flood went with their two-year-old son from Sweden to the heart of Africa, to what was then called the Belgian Congo. This missionary couple met up with the Ericksons, another young Scandinavian couple, and the four of them sought God for direction. In those days of much devotion and sacrifice, they felt led of the Lord to set out from the main mission station to take the gospel to the village of N’dolera, a remote area.

 

This was a huge step of faith.

 

There, they were rebuffed by the chief, who would not let them enter his town for fear of alienating the local gods. The two couples opted to build their own mud huts half a mile up the slope.

 

They prayed for a spiritual breakthrough, but there was none. Their only contact with the villagers was a young boy, who was allowed to sell them chickens and eggs twice a week.

 

Svea Flood—a tiny woman only four feet, eight inches tall—decided that if this was the only African she could talk to, she would try to lead the boy to Jesus. And she succeeded!

 

Meanwhile, malaria struck one member of the little missionary band after another. In time, the Ericksons decided they had had enough suffering and left to return to the central mission station.

 

David and Svea Flood remained near N’dolera to carry on alone. 

 

Then, Svea found herself pregnant in the middle of the primitive wilderness. When the time came for her to give birth, the village chief softened enough to allow a midwife to help her. A little girl was born, whom they named Aina. The delivery was exhausting. Svea Flood was already weak from bouts of malaria so the birthing process was a heavy blow to her stamina. She died only 17 days after Aina was born.

 

Something snapped Inside David Flood at that moment. He dug a crude grave, buried his 27-year-old wife, and then went back down the mountain with his children to the mission station.

 

Giving baby Aina to the Ericksons, he snarled, “I’m going back to Sweden. I’ve lost my wife, and I obviously can’t take care of this baby. God has ruined my life!”

 

With that, he headed for the port, rejecting not only his calling, but God Himself.

 

Within eight months, both the Ericksons were stricken with a mysterious malady and died within days of each other. Baby Aina was then turned over to another American missionary family who changed her Swedish name to “Aggie”. Eventually they took her back to the United States at age three.

 

This family loved Aggie. Afraid that if they tried to return to Africa some legal obstacle might separate her from them, they decided to stay in their home country and switch from missionary work to pastoral ministry. That is how Aggie grew up in South Dakota.

 

As a young woman, she attended North Central Bible College in Minneapolis. There she met and married Dewey Hurst.

 

Years passed. The Hursts enjoyed a fruitful ministry. Aggie gave birth first to a daughter, then a son. In time, her husband became president of a Christian college in the Seattle area, and Aggie was intrigued to find so much Scandinavian heritage there.

 

One day she found a Swedish religious magazine in their mailbox. She had no idea who had sent it, and of course she couldn’t read the words, but as she turned the pages, a photo suddenly stopped her cold.

 

There, in a primitive setting, was a grave with a white cross—and on the cross were the words SVEA FLOOD.

 

Aggie got in her car and drove straight to a college faculty member whom she knew could translate the article.

 

“What does this article say?”

 

The teacher shared a summary of the story.

 

"It is about missionaries who went to N’dolera, Africa, long ago. A baby was born. The young mother died. One little African boy was led to Jesus before that. After the whites had all left, the boy all grown up finally persuaded the chief to let him build a school in the village. He gradually won all his students to Christ and the children led their parents to Him. Even the chief became a follower of Jesus! Today there are six hundred believers in that village, all because of the sacrifice of David and Svea Flood."

 

Aggie was elated!

 

For the Hursts’ 25th wedding anniversary, the college presented them with the gift of a vacation to Sweden.

 

Aggie sought out her birth father.

 

David Flood was an old man now. He had remarried, fathered four more children, and generally dissipated his life with alcohol. He had recently suffered a stroke. Still bitter, he had one rule in his family: “Never mention the name of God! God took everything from me!”

 

After an emotional reunion with her half-brothers and half-sister, Aggie brought up the subject of her longing to see her father. They hesitated....

 

“You can talk to him, but he’s very ill now. You need to know that whenever he hears the name of God, he flies into a rage.”

 

Aggie walked into the squalid apartment, which had liquor bottles strewn everywhere, and slowly approached her 73-year-old father lying in a rumpled bed.

 

“Papa,” she said tentatively.

 

He turned and began to cry.

 

“Aina!"

 

"I never meant to give you away!”

 

“It’s all right, Papa,” she replied, taking him gently in her arms.

 

“God took good care of me.”

 

Her father instantly stiffened and his tears stopped.

 

“God forgot all of us. Our lives have been like this because of Him.”

 

He turned his face back to the wall.

 

Aggie stroked his face and then continued, undaunted.

 

“Papa, I’ve got a marvelous story to tell you!"

 

"You didn’t go to Africa in vain. Mama didn’t die in vain. The little boy you won to the Lord grew up to win that whole village to Jesus! The one seed you planted in his heart kept growing and growing! Today there are 600 people serving the Lord because you were faithful to the call of God in your life!"

 

"Papa, Jesus loves you. He has never hated you or abandoned us.”

 

The old father turned back to look into his daughter’s eyes. His body relaxed.

 

He slowly began to talk.

 

And by the end of the afternoon, he had come back to the God he had resented for so many years. Over the next few days, father and daughter enjoyed warm moments together. A few weeks after Aggie and her husband returned to America, David Flood died.

 

And a few years later....

 

Aggie and her husband were attending an evangelism conference in London, England, when a report was given from Zaire (the former Belgian Congo). 

 

The superintendent of the national church, representing some 110,000 baptized believers, spoke eloquently of the Gospel’s spread in his nation.

 

Aggie could not help going to ask him afterward if he had ever heard of David and Svea Flood.

 

“Yes, madam,” the man replied in French, his words being translated into English.

 

“Svea Flood led me to Jesus Christ! I was the boy who brought food to your parents before you were born. In fact, to this day, your mother’s grave and her memory are honored by all of us.”

 

He embraced Aggie for a long time, sobbing.

 

“You must come to Zaire! Your mother is the most famous and honored person in our history.”

 

When Aggie and her husband went to N’dolera, they were welcomed by cheering throngs of villagers. Aggie even met the man who had been hired by her father to carry her down the mountain in a hammock-cradle.

 

Then the pastor escorted Aggie to see her mother’s tomb with a white cross bearing her name. She knelt in the soil to pray and give thanks to God.

 

Later that day, in the church, the boy turned pastor read....

 

“I tell you the truth, unless a kernel of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains only a single seed. But if it dies, it produces many seeds.” John 12:24

 

“Those who sow in tears will reap with songs of joy.” Psalm 126:5


Tuesday, November 23, 2021

Lance Corporal Ned Seath

 



Lance Corporal Ned Seath rebuilt a machine gun from two partially destroyed ones...in the dark, under fire, while being wounded by a mortar...then mowed down so many enemy he couldn't see over the pile of bodies...

As the enemy massed an assault, Seath's M60 went down. He heard the gun of the team adjacent to his get hit and go down too. Seath grabbed his damaged gun and sprinted through fire to the other team's position.

 

 As others held off the enemy with rifles and grenade launchers, Seath disassembled both guns on a poncho. With no light other than muzzle flashes and a flickering flare somewhere overhead, Seath miraculously made one working gun out of two. A mortar exploded nearby as he worked, peppering him with shrapnel. He ignored the raging battle and his wounds to get one operational M60 back in the fight.

 

Once finished, Seath lay prone behind the gun and opened fire at the massed, advancing enemy merely 40 feet away. He cut down so many, so quickly that they piled high in front of him, blocking his view of more advancing waves. Seath stood up, in full view of the enemy, shouldered the M60, and continued firing. He made quick work of the remaining soldiers and stopped the attack.

Seath survived the night and the remainder of his tour. He went unrecognized for his actions for 45 years. In 2011, Seath was awarded the Navy Cross.

"...serving as a Machine Gun Team Leader with Company K, Third Battalion, Fourth Marines, on 16 July 1966. Shortly after landing, the Company encountered a reinforced enemy platoon in a well-organized, defensive position.

 

 In a portion of the perimeter adjacent to LCpl Seath, a machine gunner was wounded and his weapon disabled by enemy fire. Recognizing the importance of stopping the enemy, LCpl Seath moved quickly through withering automatic weapons fire to extract the inoperative machine gun. Working in pitch darkness with only the occasional flickering illumination from aircraft dropped flares and suffering a leg and hand wound from mortar fire, LCpl Seath expertly crafted an operational M-60 from the pieces of two disabled weapons. Immediately and with devastating effects, he directed fire at the onrushing enemy.

 

Heedless of his painful wounds, as his field of fire in the prone position became partially obscured by enemy casualties, LCpl Seath stood up fully exposed to the enemy as he continued the withering fire ultimately repelling the enemy's assault."

 


Read more of Ned Seath’s story, in his own words here:
https://www.historynet.com/my-war-ned-e-seath.htm