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Date and Time
Sat, January 20, 2018
9:30 AM – 3:30 PM EST
First Christian Church Ministries
1130 North Main Street
Kernersville, NC 27284
Follow Christ. Lead by example. Support one another.
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A Short Story
By Josh Adkison KTIA Intern Iowa
It suddenly struck me that I was starving. I looked at the clock on my Chromebook.11:24 AM.
I am a bit of a later lunch taker on a normal basis, so the fact that I even had a desire to eat that early wasn’t typical. But I was hungry and I had permission to go on break at anytime. I packed up my notes I was working on for the radio show that afternoon, stuck my head in my boss’s door to tell him I would be back in a half hour, and took the creaking, twenty year old elevator down six floors to the main level of Merle Hay Mall in Urbandale, Iowa. I really wanted to eat at Chick-fil-A (which was located across the street), but there was snow and I was wearing my dad’s leather shoes. Plus, I wasn’t in the mood to polish leather that night when I got home.
So, with visions of chicken sandwiches and lemonade dancing before my eyes, I turned and headed to the other side of the mall toward Panda Express. It wasn’t a long walk, but the effort made me hungrier. It also wasn’t encouraging that upon arrival I saw a pretty long line. I looked up at the menu and tried to decide if the wait was worth orange chicken. (I was also mentally calculating if I could get across the street to Chick-fil-A before I could get my food here.) I decided I was better off waiting here.
As I mulled over the menu, a group of really loud mexican construction workers stepped into line. I quickly decided to make my move before someone else made me suffer longer from starvation, and hopped into the line. They call it “fast food” for a reason, and before I had a chance to say, “My pleasure to serve you” I was standing in the front of the food line before a very exasperated and haggard Panda Express employee.
“For here or to go?” When she spoke, the phrase sounded more automated then personal, like she had just said it for the thousandth time.
“For here.” Wait, what? My reply startled me, I seriously meant to say “to go”. But I felt bad about changing it now, because the employee had already started scooping rice into a white styrofoam box. Whatever. I picked out orange chicken, grilled teriyaki beef, and a bunch of rice mixed with some kind of vegetable I couldn’t identify. I paid with cash and grabbed a water on the way to a corner booth facing the cash register.
I was about half way through the rice and “mystery veggies” when I happened to glance up at the Panda Express counter. I immediately was intrigued. Standing in front of the counter talking to the Panda Express employee was a middle-aged women with a
little girl. The first thing that caught my attention was how tired and sad the women looked and how poorly they both were dressed. As I watched, the women held up a crinkled bill. I was pretty far away, but I was able to hear enough of the conversation to figure out that the only money the women had to pay with was a faded one hundred dollar bill. It was her pay-check for the previous week.
The employee shook her head. No they couldn’t process that large of a bill. They weren’t allowed. Do you have a card? The women shook her head and glanced down at the food she had just bought. Then, without a word, she set the bag on the counter. The employee shrugged uncomfortably and looked back at the line accumulating behind the woman and girl.
At this moment, I felt a weight in my heart and I knew that I had to go up to the counter. There have only been a couple of times in my life where I have explicitly felt God’s Presence, but this was one of them. I don’t even recall standing from my chair.
“Wait!” I hurried up to the women and the girl, who were turning to leave. “Can you hang on for a second?” I turned to the Panda Express employee, “What’s seems to be the problem?”
“She cannot pay with that.” The employee said in broken and heavily accented English. She nodded at the bill that was still in the women’s hand. “We cannot take.”
I glanced at the bag on the counter and reached for my wallet. “I’ll take care of it. How much.”
I pulled out a ten dollar bill and handed it to the employee. The women looked dumbfounded, “No, no. I can’t let you do that.” It was the first thing that she said to me since I had walked up. I looked at the women and girl in turn, “Please, I just want to bless you.” I felt sick to my stomach. No, I can’t say only that. What can I say? That statement wasn’t enough. God told me to do this, He wants her to know it’s from Him. Love. God loves her. The words flashed through my mind.
The women looked at me earnestly, “Do you work at the mall? I can pay you back.” She was trying. “Really, I can.”
“No.” I shook my head. “I feel like God wanted you to know today that He loves you.” I turned to the girl, “and your daughter.” I looked back at the women. Tears were running down her cheeks.
What? She was crying! Over an $8.24 chinese meal in a low income part of Des Moines.
The women shook her head, “You have no idea how much this means to me.” She wiped her eyes. “You have no idea.”
I nodded and smiled at all three of them. The haggard Panda Express employee, the poorly dressed little girl, and the crying mother. “Enjoy the rest of your day.”
As I walked back towards the office on the sixth floor of the Merle Hay Tower, I felt different. After I obeyed God and gave a few dollars to a nameless poor women I didn’t even know, I felt more joy and happiness then I have ever had after receiving anything. My heart was full with the satisfaction at doing God’s will – even in such a small and insignificant way. People give for many different reasons. Some people give because they think that God will repay them with actual earthly wealth. They call it the “Prosperity Gospel”. That day I realized that I too believe in a kind of “Prosperity Gospel”. I felt entirely repaid. Getting money takes work. It takes sacrifice.
So, OK, I’m out a couple bucks. Who cares. God gave something much more. I think I’ve finally learned how God must have felt after gave the greatest gift of all – His Son. That’s important. That’s real love. If God can give so it hurts, I for sure can. I walked back into my office on the sixth floor of the Merle Hay Tower. I sat in the same uncomfortable, wooden chair and looked at the same blank, white wall. Everything was just as I had left it thirty minutes before. But I felt different. I knew why though. I always have. God blesses a cheerful giver. He can use anything and anyone to make an impact. God wants my obedience, but He also wants yours. Listen to Him. Believe me, the feeling is the best you’ll ever have. Give something for Him, no matter how small. As for me, I will be giving more in the future. Giving more than $8.24.
What about you?
January 9th, 2018,
Truth FM 99.3 KTIA Des Moines
If you were preparing to jump out of an airplane with a parachute the knots used to tie the cords to the canopy were be of great concern, if I was getting in a race car with Mario Andretti the shoulder harness and it’s attachment to the frame would also of great concern to me. I believe when we look at Biblical strength its much the same. Joshua was given the charge in Joshua 1:5 “Be strong for you will lead these people to inherit the land I swore to their fathers to give them.”
As I turned to that passage this week in my TLV “Tree of Life Version” a Jewish translation they said, “Chazak” be strong… So I looked up the verse in an interlinear at Blue Letter Bible and sure enough that word Chazak means strength and inside the Gesenius’ Hebrew-Chaldee Lexicon for that word I believe is a key to Biblical Strength. “TO TIE FAST, TO BIND BONDS STRONGLY”.
I began to ponder that and immediately thought of Jacob and his wrestling match in Genesis 32, remember when he would let go of the Man/Angel until He blessed him. Then my mind went to Mary Magdalena in John 20 and Matthew 28, remember she latched onto Jesus feet for all she was worth. Then I found this passage in the Song of Solomon 3:4, (my favorite book by the way) “Hardly had I passed beyond them when I found the one my soul loves. I held him, and I would not let him go, until I brought him to my mother’s house the chamber of her that conceived me.”
Be Strong be very courageous…Latch onto Jesus with all you have, wrestle in prayer don’t let go and your inheritance is on the other side of the Jordan.
Along those same lines, seat belts tie you to the strength of all the engineering that went into your vehicle. If you are not tied in all the crumple zones and air bags, reinforced seat structures, passenger compartment, uni-frame, (I could go on and on) are compromised. Seat belts are the strength of the system if you are not tied in you have forfeited your strength.
Relationships are similar, that’s why couples tie the knot, a cord of three strands is not easily broken in proverbs. Get tight with your mechanic, your salesperson, your Church… Chazak- Be Strong be very courageous.
ABOUT THE LUNCH
Dr. Tony Evans will be discussing racial reconciliation 50 years after Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. and the impact we can have in our schools. The bible exhibit will be on display with a special MLK section.
DATE AND TIME
Friday, January 19, 2018
11:30 AM – 1:30 PM EST
(Doors open at 10:30am)
The Bridge Church
1080 Old Greensboro Road
Kernersville, NC 27284
The mere name “Caractus Potts” from the movie Chitty Chitty Bang Bang illustrates Ian Flemming’s genius. What a delight to see a man living in his glory a reflection of his Creative Father. As Gideon was asked to illustrate in the book of Judges chapter Seven. In order to bring light to the darkness you have to crack a few pots. Yes, go back and take a look at these jars of clay in the book of Judges and God used them to bring light into the darkness. The army had torches in jars and when Gideon cracked his pot then 300 Israelites followed suit with a loud crash and the bright flash of 300 torches getting full oxygen causing the darkness to flee as they blew their shofars; it had to be quite a sight, quite the New Year Fireworks, don’t ya think.
The question for me this New Year is how do I crack my pot? As Paul would tell us in 2 Corinthians 4:7 we all have that torch, (It’s Jesus) and we reflect that in some unique way that only I can and if I don’t do it no one else will. Take Caractcus Potts, he took his children’s dreams and invented so much more, a flying motor car. So what are your dreams, and do you have the courage to crack the pot. Like me you may have them buried down deep in the clay and you haven’t pulled them out in a long time. So here is a tip I got from a Ransom Heart Podcast. If you were left in a book store with nothing to do for an hour and there was no Christian Section, no Bibles, what books would you go explore?
As I pondered that I knew exactly where I would go, I would go to the hunting and fishing books. The more I thought about that the more I realized that my love for fishing and hunting had made a huge impact on the Kingdom. At our Boot Camps we do with Masculine Journey, many, many men have sent letter told stories how I helped them, fly fish or use my tackle, these had made a huge impression I would have never guessed for the Father they may have never had or didn’t share that same love. My own Grand Daughter, “The First Rule of Fishing Story“. What makes your heart come alive? Go Find out and crack that pot, the light will make the darkness flee… It’s a promise!!
Today’s show we have Matt Guilford and his dream to build a Reverse Trike… Cracking His Pot Today
Many needs have come in as God has blessed us to be listed on a number resource sights. THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH FOR YOUR PRAYERS…
Homeless Mom living in an Old Chevy Van with her disabled son, the van needs an Engine.\
Single Mom, car runs very badly don’t know what’s wrong.
Single mom’s car won’t start and radiator leaking
Homeless, jobless lady who struggles with depression lost her mom this year, needs a car
Single mom needs her heater blower motor repaired
Family in Crisis needs a speed sensor so the transmission will shift
Single Mom needs $400 to pay old traffic tickets before we can help her with her Car
Single mom needs a wheel bearing
Single Mom needs a transmission.
Two Different single moms need brake boosters and one a new master cylinder the other a catalytic Converter.
A Family in Crisis needs oil leaks repaired and check engine lights.
Thank you and blessings, Robby
Yes the original Christmas Present Came Wrapped with a whole lot of meaning these swaddling clothes.
While considering this picture above last year,having read Stu Epperson’s Christmas Book, First words of Jesus this year, God took me deeper. Why the swaddling? Why would the Shepherds think this was unique?
I believe we can find some answers in the only other place in the Bible that talks about Swaddling clothes and in this case we hear how God feels about them. Ezekiel 16:4 4 As for your nativity, on the day you were born your navel cord was not cut, nor were you washed in water to cleanse you; you were not rubbed with salt nor wrapped in swaddling cloths.
Babies that were abandoned not wanted, not FAVORED or the APPLE of Their Father’s Eye, in other words disgraced babies were not swaddled. Now lets look at how cool swaddling really is, especially Mary’s.
Traditional thoughts on swaddling as an oriental Jewish girl back in the day, young Mary likely used cloths she spun herself for her wedding booth. Swaddling as a result showed that the baby was a result of a loving marriage union of a very wanted son, in this case more wanted than any the world would ever know. However she did it, no doubt the reason the shepherds would have marveled was the contrast. It’s easy to see why an unwanted baby would be in a feeding trough, but not a precious wanted son who had been carefully and no doubt beautifully swaddled.
Great gifts deserve a great wrapping don’t you think. Yes, Jesus would be wrapped again very carefully in the most remarkable event in human history, the unwrapping of that gift on Easter Morning, He’s ALIVE, He has RISEN is the original Christmas Gift that keeps on giving.
This year marks 2020 years according to the Jewish calendar, 3758 the original Christmas Year till this year 5778…SO, lets throw a Birthday Party Jesus will love… The more the merrier, Jesus has some great wrapping for all those who attend… Yes we need to get our swaddle on, we are beloved, we are chosen and, wanted the result of a loving Marriage to come, don’t miss it.
So as we wrap those presents this year, consider what that wrapping really will feel like in the Kingdom and give good gifts to show those we love like our heavenly Father who loves to give good well wrapped gifts.
“I can’t have an abortion after seeing that!”
There it was. The decision made between life and death. And all it took was seeing.
She stared at the ultrasound screen taking in the image of her unborn child. Until now she had thought it was just a lump of tissue. A mass of flesh. A product of conception. A potential life. Anything other than a baby.
But how could she argue with her own eyes? In this case seeing was believing. And what she saw was a baby. Or, as she put it, “a BABY baby.”
Can you think of anything more beautiful than a woman realizing — in a flash of reality — that she is going to be a mom? You are part of this beauty. Every day, you make it possible for women to meet their pre-born baby for the 1st time on an ultrasound.
You save unborn lives. Every single day.
And today you have the opportunity to save twice the lives you normally do. Why? Because this year is special. This year your gift is being doubled by some very dear friends of Pre-Born.
Every gift given toward our year-end appeal will be matched up to a total of $250,000! Your gift to save 1 life becomes a gift to save 2.
Your gift to save 5 babies becomes a gift to save 10.
Beautiful isn’t it? Please make your best gift toward saving lives this year-end!
Dan Steiner, President
P.S. Please make your gift before December 31st, so you can double your impact!
Your Gift Of:
$28 Provides 1 ultrasound
$56 Provides 2 ultrasounds
$112 Provides 4 ultrasounds
$140 Provides 5 ultrasounds
$15,000 Provides an ultrasound machine