Thursday, February 25, 2010

Fwd: The Miracle of the Carpenter


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The Miracle of the Carpenter

by Max Lucado

Loretto Chapel took five years to complete. Modeled after the Sainte-Chapelle in Paris, its delicate sanctuary contains an altar, a rose window, and a choir loft.

The choir loft is the reason for wonder.

Were you to stand in the newly built chapel in 1878, you might see the Sisters of Loretto looking forlornly at the balcony. Everything else was complete: the doors had been hung, the pews had been placed, the floor had been laid. Everything was finished. Even the choir loft. Except for one thing. No stairs.

The chapel was too small to accommodate a conventional stairway. The best builders and designers in the region shook their heads when consulted. "Impossible," they murmured. There simply wasn't enough room. A ladder would serve the purpose, but mar the ambiance.

The Sisters of Loretto, whose determination had led them from Kentucky to Santa Fe, now faced a challenge greater than their journey: a stairway that couldn't be built.

What they had dreamed of and what they could do were separated by fifteen impossible feet.

So what did they do? The only thing they could do. They ascended the mountain. Not the high mountains near Santa Fe. No, they climbed even higher. They climbed the same mountain that Jesus climbed 1,800 years earlier in Bethsaida. They climbed the mountain of prayer.

As the story goes, the nuns prayed for nine days. On the last day of the novena, a Mexican carpenter with a beard and a wind-burned face appeared at the convent. He explained that he had heard they needed a stairway to a chapel loft. He thought he could help.

The mother superior had nothing to lose, so she gave him permission.

He went to work with crude tools, painstaking patience, and uncanny skill. For eight months he worked.

One morning the Sisters of Loretto entered the chapel to find their prayers had been answered. A masterpiece of carpentry spiraled from the floor to the loft. Two complete three-hundred-sixty-degree turns. Thirty-three steps held together with wooden pegs and no central support. The wood is said to be a variety of hard fir, one nonexistent in New Mexico!

When the sisters turned to thank the craftsman, he was gone. He was never seen again. He never asked for money. He never asked for praise. He was a simple carpenter who did what no one else could do so singers could enter a choir loft and sing.

See the stairway for yourself, if you like. Journey into the land of Enchantment. Step into this chapel of amazement and witness the fruit of prayer.

Excerpted fromOr, if you prefer, talk to the Master Carpenter yourself. He has already performed one impossible feat in your world. He, like the Santa Fe carpenter, built a stairway no one else could build. He, like the nameless craftsman, used material from another place. He, like the visitor to Loretto, came to span the gap between where you are and where you long to be.

Each year of his life is a step. Thirty-three paces. Each step of the stair is an answered prayer. He built it so you can climb it.

And sing.

From In the Eye of the Storm
Copyright (Thomas Nelson, 1997) Max Lucado


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Saturday, February 20, 2010

JOY IS A CHOICE

Thought I'd dive into a poem and see what I come up with. Thanks for your prayers. Jeff
The vidlink at the very end is the band who came to El Paso with Chris Tomlin last year!
 
JOY IS A CHOICE
When the days are dark
And fear is in your heart
Turn your face to the light
And choose joy

When night is too long
And worry presses on
Lift your head up again
And choose joy

When your hope is gone
And grief blocks the sun
Raise your eyes to heaven
And choose joy

Remember God's love
Surrender your choice
Open your Bible
And rejoice!

JEFFREE!
02202010
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Joy--An Inside Job
Always be full of joy in the Lord. I say it again—rejoice!
Philippians 4:4

Dr. Victor Frankl, author of Man's Search for Meaning, was imprisoned by the Nazis in World War II because he was a Jew. His wife, his children, and his parents were all killed in the Holocaust. The Gestapo stripped him of his clothes. He stood totally naked before them. As they cut off his wedding band, Viktor said to himself, "You can take away my wife, you can take away my children, you can strip me of my clothes and my freedom, but there is one thing no person can ever take away from me--and that is my freedom to choose how I will react to what happens to me!" Even under the most difficult of circumstances, joy is a choice which transforms our tragedies into triumph.
Let's face it, not everything goes our way. Things don't always work out as we planned. Some days are disasters. Other days are worse than that.
Happiness comes easily when things go our way. Joy is different. It's deeper. Joy is an attitude we select. Happiness is external and subject to what happens. Joy is an inside job in which we opt to rejoice regardless of the circumstances.
Don't confuse happiness with joy. Happiness is a buoyant emotion that results from the momentary plateaus of well-being. Joy is bedrock stuff. Joy is a confidence that operates irrespective of our moods. Joy is the certainty that all is well, however we feel.
Joy is a divine dimension of living that is not shackled by circumstances simply because we have chosen to respond in a positive manner. Paul is saying in Philippians 4:4 that joy is not something that happens to me but rather something I deliberately and consciously select. Circumstances seldom generate lasting smiles and laughter. Joy comes to those who determine to choose it in spite of their circumstances.


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Saturday, February 6, 2010

PS 121:1
I lift my eyes to the hills -- where does my help come from?

THE MAKER

Make me live
Make me cry
Help me grow
Make me try

Make me learn
Make me smart
Help me know
Who you are

Make me break
Make me bow
Help me stand
With you now

Make me a servant
Help me learn to truly love
Dear Lord Jesus make me believe
You my God are more than enough

Make this body die
Make my spirit live again
Make me rich beyond imagination
Help me choose to give it all away

JEFFREE
JAN 2010

My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth.
PS 121:2


CORRIE TEN BOOM
Whatever is Pure - January 2009

Editors Note:

The following article was written by Corrie Ten Boom, a Nazi Concentration Camp survivor, and lifelong missionary in 1974 however I reprint it here as it has a vital message to the current situation facing followers of Jesus Christ in 2010.

Time Of Tribulation

The world is deathly ill. It is dying. The Great Physician has already signed the death certificate. Yet there is still a great work for Christians to do. They are to be streams of living water, channels of mercy to those who are still in the world. It is possible for them to do this because they are overcomers.

Christians are ambassadors for Christ. They are representatives from Heaven to this dying world. And because of our presence here, things will change.

My sister, Betsy, and I were in the Nazi concentration camp at Ravensbruck because we committed the crime of loving Jews. Seven hundred of us from Holland, France, Russia, Poland and Belgium were herded into a room built for two hundred. As far as I knew, Betsy and I were the only two representatives of Heaven in that room.

We may have been the Lord's only representatives in that place of hatred, yet because of our presence there, things changed. Jesus said, "In the world you shall have tribulation; but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world." We too, are to be overcomers - bringing the light of Jesus into a world filled with darkness and hate.

Sometimes I get frightened as I read the Bible, and as I look in this world and see all of the tribulation and persecution promised by the Bible coming true. Now I can tell you, though, if you too are afraid, that I have just read the last pages. I can now come to shouting, "Hallelujah! Hallelujah!" for I have found where it is written that Jesus said, "He that overcomes shall inherit all things: and I will be His God, and he shall be My son." This is the future and hope of this world. Not that the world will survive - but that we shall be overcomers in the midst of a dying world.

Betsy and I, in the concentration camp, prayed that God would heal Betsy who was so weak and sick. "Yes, the Lord will heal me," Betsy said with confidence. She died the next day and I could not understand it. They laid her thin body on the concrete floor along with all the other corpses of the women who died that day.

It was hard for me to understand, to believe that God had a purpose for all that. Yet because of Betsy's death, today I am traveling all over the world telling people about Jesus.

There are some among us teaching there will be no tribulation, that the Christians will be able to escape all this. These are the false teachers that Jesus was warning us to expect in the latter days. Most of them have little knowledge of what is already going on across the world. I have been in countries where the saints are already suffering terrible persecution. In China, the Christians were told, "Don't worry, before the tribulation comes you will be translated - raptured." Then came a terrible persecution. Millions of Christians were tortured to death. Later I heard a Bishop for China say, sadly, "We have failed. We should have made the people strong for persecution rather than telling them Jesus would come first. Tell the people how to be strong in times of persecution, how to stand when the tribulation comes - to stand and not faint."

I feel I have a divine mandate to go and tell the people of this world that it is possible to be strong in the Lord Jesus Christ. We are in training for the tribulation, but more than sixty percent of the Body of Christ across the world has already entered into the tribulation. There is no way to escape it. We are next.

Since I have already gone through prison for Jesus' sake, and since I met the Bishop in China, now every time I read a good Bible text I think, "Hey, I can use that in the time of tribulation." Then I write it down and learn it by heart.

When I was in the concentration camp, a camp where only twenty percent of the women came out alive, we tried to cheer each other up by saying, "Nothing could be any worse than today." But we would find the next day was even worse. During this time a Bible verse that I had committed to memory gave me great hope and joy. "If you be reproached for the name of Christ, happy are you; for the spirit of glory and of God rests upon you; on their part evil is spoken of, but on your part He is glorified." (1 Peter 3:14) I found myself saying, "Hallelujah! Because I am suffering, Jesus is glorified!"

In America, the churches sing, "Let the congregation escape tribulation", but in China and Africa the tribulation has already arrived. This last year alone more than two hundred thousand Christians were martyred in Africa. Now things like that never get into the newspapers because they cause bad political relations. But I know. I have been there. We need to think about that when we sit down in our nice houses with our nice clothes to eat our steak dinners. Many, many members of the Body of Christ are being tortured to death at this very moment, yet we continue right on as though we are all going to escape the tribulation.

Several years ago I was in Africa in a nation where a new government had come into power. The first night I was there some of the Christians were commanded to come to the police station to register. When they arrived they were arrested and that same night they were executed. The next day the same thing happened with other Christians. The third day it was the same. All the Christians in the district were being systematically murdered.

The fourth day I was to speak in a little church. The people came, but they were filled with fear and tension. All during the service they were looking at each other, their eyes asking, "Will this one I am sitting beside be the next one killed? Will I be the next one?"

The room was hot and stuffy with insects that came through the screenless windows and swirled around the naked bulbs over the bare wooden benches. I told them a story out of childhood.

"When I was a little girl," I said, "I went to my father and said, 'Daddy, I am afraid that I will never be strong enough to be a martyr for Jesus Christ.'" "Tell me," said Father, "When you take a train trip to Amsterdam, when do I give you the money for the ticket? Three weeks before?" "No, Daddy, you give me the money for the ticket just before we get on the train." "That is right," my father said, "and so it is with God's strength. Our Father in Heaven knows when you will need the strength to be a martyr for Jesus Christ. He will supply all you need - just in time ..."

My African friends were nodding and smiling. Suddenly a spirit of joy descended upon that church and the people began singing, "In the sweet by and by, we shall meet on that beautiful shore." Later that week, half the congregation of that church was executed. I heard later that the other half was killed some months ago.

But I must tell you something. I was so happy that the Lord used me to encourage these people, for unlike many of their leaders, I had the word of God. I had been to the Bible and discovered that Jesus said He had not only overcome the world, but to all those who remained faithful to the end, He would give a crown of life.

How can we get ready for the persecution? First we need to feed on the word of God, digest it, make it a part of our being. This will mean disciplined Bible study each day as we not only memorize long passages of scripture, but put the principles to work in our lives.

Next we need to develop a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. Not just the Jesus of yesterday, the Jesus of History, but the life-changing Jesus of today who is still alive and sitting at the right hand of God.

We must be filled with the Holy Spirit. This is no optional command of the Bible, it is absolutely necessary. Those earthly disciples could never have stood up under the persecution of the Jews and Romans had they not waited for Pentecost. Each of us needs our own personal Pentecost, the baptism of the Holy Spirit. We will never be able to stand in the tribulation without it.

In the coming persecution we must be ready to help each other and encourage each other. But we must not wait until the tribulation comes before starting. The fruit of the Spirit should be the dominant force of every Christian's life.

Many are fearful of the coming tribulation, they want to run. I, too, am a little bit afraid when I think that after all my eighty years, including the horrible nazi concentration camp, that I might have to go through the tribulation also. But then I read the Bible and I am glad.

When I am weak, then I shall be strong, the Bible says. Betsy and I were prisoners for the Lord. We were so weak, but we got power because the Holy Spirit was on us. That mighty inner strengthening of the Holy Spirit helped us through. No, you will not be strong in yourself when the tribulation comes. Rather, you will be strong in the power of Him who will not forsake you. For seventy-six years I have known the Lord Jesus and not once has He ever left me, or let me down. Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him, for I know that to all who overcome, He shall give the crown of life. Hallelujah!

Corrie ten Boom, 1974



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Thursday, February 4, 2010

INSIDE OUT

 
"I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me" (Galatians 2:20).

INSIDE OUT

From the inside out
God lives through us
,
And removes all doubt 
In the LOVE of Jesus.

From eternity past
God knew His purpose
,
And sealed His plans
At the CROSS of Jesus.


From the inside out
God works through us,

And shapes our hearts
To the LIFE of Jesus.

From the moment we choose to believe,
Through each and every day of our lives,

God the Father, the Son, and Holy Spirit,
Make sure all who are "IN" turn out right.

JEFFREE!
FEB. 2010

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For God knew his people in advance, and
he chose them to become like his Son,
so that his Son would be the firstborn
among many brothers and sisters.

Romans 8:29 NLT



Sunday, January 31, 2010

TEARS OF LOVE

Dear Family and friends, the following poem was mostly
written around the middle of December last year. I re-
member as I wrote it my thoughts went to
John 11:35.

It encouraged me to realize that our Savior
knew the
pain of grief; he wept openly at the death
of his
friend Lazarus even knowing his 
resurrection would
soon follow. Some say poor Laz should
not have had
to experience dying twice. I don't agree. He 
was
destined by God to live again; he was Jesus' 
friend! 

Besides January and March through December this
year I
think February (especially the 14th) will be
a hard month
for me, with all the Valentine's stuff
and no sweetheart 
to buy for I may just stay inside
all month.
I miss my friend,
but there's no doubt in
my mind that my Evelyn 
was Jesus' friend first.

What was the name of 
that old Tom Hanks movie
wh
ere he played the coach of a woman's baseball
team??  Our favorite line from that show was:
"There's no crying in baseball!" Well, there's no
crying in Heaven either, but there's plenty
of crying
going on over here!
THANK YOU for praying for me.

Now the poem:
TEARS OF LOVE

There's no crying in Heaven,
So try to put a smile on your face;
The days of mourning may not be over,
But the Son of God still makes your day.

Don't make yourself stop crying,
Your tears of love were building up;
The floodgates are open to wash away pain,
So cry until you've cried enough.

Love will not end - True Love never fails,
God's Word is clear about that;
But love does pause and tears will fall,
Until the Lord Jesus comes back.


There is no crying in Heaven,
No remembrance of pain on earth;
The scars of time were all forgotten,
On that new day of Resurrection Birth!
________________________

Jeffree E Pollock
January 31, 2010

ON THAT DAY WE WILL SING HOLY...ON THAT DAY 
THE LAME WILL RUN ALL OVER THE STREETS OF THAT CITY...WE'LL RISE AND TURN OUR EYES TO
THE LORD 
JESUS CHRIST ON THAT DAY...WE WILL 
SING HOLY HOLY HOLY --
The Light Of That City 


24 Martha said to him, "I know that he will rise again in the resurrection at the last day."

25 Jesus said to her, ""I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in me will still live, even if he dies. 26Whoever lives and believes in me will never die. Do you believe this?""




I love you Evee!


Monday, January 25, 2010

GREEN PASTURES

PSALM 23
The Lord is my shepherd

I shall not be in want
He makes me lie down
In green pastures
He leads me beside
Still waters


IN DEPENDENCE

The Lord is my Shepherd
I will always be in need
I need His constant protection
As I continue to believe

The Lord is my Savior
I can never save myself
I am lost without His love
In this world bent on Hell
The Lord is my Sovereign
He is in control of my life
Nothing happens outside of His will
Even though we cry and wonder why

The Lord is my Strength
I will always remain weak
Only then can I really see
How my God takes care of me


JEFFREE
JAN2010

The Lord is my shepherd
I shall not be in want
He makes me lie down
In green pastures
He leads me beside
Still waters
PSALM 23

What are those green pastures and quiet waters to which God leads us?  And where are they?  What is the reality behind these metaphors?  

God Himself is our "true pasture" (Jer. 50:7) and our pool of quiet water.  He is our true nourishment, our living water.  If we do not take Him in, we will starve.  

There is a hunger in the human heart which nothing but God can satisfy.  There is a thirst that no one but He can quench.  "Do not work for food that spoils, " Jesus said, "but for food that endures to eternal life, which the Son of Man will give you. . . . I am the bread of life.  He who comes to Me will never go hungry, and he who believes in Me will never be thirsty" (Jn. 6:27,35).

Malcolm Muggeridge's confession is a striking expression of this thought:  

I may, I suppose, regard myself as being a relatively successful man.  People occasionally look at me on the street.  That's fame.  I can fairly easily earn enough to qualify for the highest slopes of inland revenue.  That's success.  Furnished with money and a little fame, even the elderly, if they care to, can partake of trendy diversions.  That's pleasure.  It might happen once in a while that something I said or wrote was sufficiently heeded to persuade myself that it represented a serious impact on our time.  That's fulfillment.  Yet I say to you, and I beg of you to believe me, multiply these tiny triumphs by a million, add them all together, and they are nothing, less than nothing, a positive impediment, measured against one draft of that living water that is offered to the spiritually hungry.  

From the Discovery Series booklet written by David Roper: The Lord Is My Shepherd (pp, 17, 18)






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