“IF” is the title of a poem by British Nobel laureate Rudyard Kipling, written in 1895. This Poem is my advise to anyone going into the privileged ministry of orphan care as a calling.Read More
Called to a tiny messed up church
John Maxwell has been voted as the most influential leadership expert in the United States (and the world) today. But how did he start? He started off as a pastor of a tiny church. His first assignment was a community, Hillham, Indiana. The community had eleven (11) houses, two garages, one country store, and a little old church building that was over 100 years old.Read More
Sir Isaac Newton was an English physicist, mathematician, astronomer, alchemist, inventor, Christian theologian and natural philosopher. He is regarded as the most influential scientist in history and is most famous for discovering the Laws of Gravity. Newton’s work in physics was so advanced that he was the first scientist to be knighted, which is a great honor in England and the reason “Sir” precedes his name.
There are two main types of happiness. Synthetic happiness, which is the type we make when we don’t get what we wanted, and natural happiness which is the type of happiness that comes when we get what we wanted or worked for.Read More
After preaching today’s Sunday sermon, our pastor invited people to come to the front and pray for God to give them a burden for lost people in our city. This is something I’ve been seeking for some years now. Ordinarily, I would have gone to the front. But somehow, I didn’t today. Instead, I chose to pray right where I was sitting. As I was praying, I believe God said this to me:Read More
Dr. Miriam Adeney, an anthropologist, missiologist, author, and associate professor of World Christian Studies at Seattle Pacific University, recounted the following story that an African Christian friend told her.
“Let me tell you a story about Americans,” an African Christian friend told her.
“Elephant and Mouse were best friends. One day Elephant said, ‘Mouse, let’s have a party!’ Animals gathered from far and near. They ate. They drank. They sang. And they danced. And nobody celebrated more and danced harder than Elephant. After the party was over, Elephant exclaimed, ‘Mouse, did you ever go to a better party? What a blast!’
But Mouse did not answer.
‘Mouse, where are you?’ Elephant called. He looked around for his friend, and then shrank back in horror. There at Elephant’s feet lay Mouse. His little body was ground into the dirt. He had been smashed by the big feet of his exuberant friend, Elephant. Sometimes, that is what it is like to do mission with you Americans,” the African storyteller commented. “It is like dancing with an Elephant.”