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12-05-2007, 09:19 AM
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His Eminance, High Potatohead Potatotate
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On the Death of a Preacher...
The word came the old man had died.
The young pastor called everybody who was connected with the church and planned the funeral for the Elder who had pioneered the work. The town wasn't large but everybody knew the Man of God who had been there for them even when they weren't in his church. He had shouldered the church when it cried and danced when they rejoiced. He had worked to support his family and the church family when the funds weren't there. He had picked up kids for Sunday School and went to funerals for family members that weren't coming to church. He had loaned money to those who suffered tragedy and never asked for a penny in return. He had cried with mothers and with fathers who had lost their kids both physically and spiritually. He had rejoiced with the young as they would fill the altars after receiving what he was given by God to preach. He had watched as the church grew from infancy to adulthood but soon he realized he couldn't keep the pace he had once kept. Time began to catch up to him and soon his mind and body told him he had to let it go and give it another. He had searched diligently and finally found the young man who could keep his burden alive.
Sixteen years later he died alone in a rest home for the elderly. After his fifth year there his beautiful wife of forty years of marriage had gone on to be with the Lord. When he had first got there the visitors seem to never end but then as time waned they slowly trickled down to one or two. Time was still unkind to him as he battled different sickness's and illness during his time there and he passed away into the night and was received into glory.
When he woke up he looked down at his gnarled twisted hands and saw that wrinkles that were once there were now smooth and supple as young man's hands. He saw the great light and entered in. He looked at the Kingdom of Heaven and was overwhelmed by what he was seeing. He felt ashamed because he felt like he didn't belong there. He knew he wasn't worthy to see such a place because he had always been a humble man. There was an angel standing nearby and the Man of God went over to him and told him,
"I don't belong here".
The Angel looked at the man and asked him, "Why"?
The Man of God said, "I didn't do enough and got old to soon. Some of my visions for God were never realized and some of the goals and dreams I had of doing for God what I could weren't met and the Church never really grew the way I had planned for it to"
The angel smiled a knowing smile and said, "Come here and let me show you something".
The Angel walked over to the door of heaven and opened it and said, "Look down there".
The Man of God walked over and looked out the door as the angel opened it.
He saw the Earth and it was beautiful, he saw the clouds and the oceans and the lands as it was spinning slowly.
The Angel said, "Just keep watching"
And as the Man of God watched a little point of light would flicker and shine bright like a star and then another would do the same and another. One, two, ten, one hundred, two thousand and they keep flickering until there were to just many to count.
The Man of God looked quizzically at the Angel and said, "They are flickering in every state and all over the globe why am I seeing this"?
The Angel looked back at the Man of God and said, "Do you remember Johnny Webb and Pete Thompson and Susan Willoughby"?
The Man of God answered,"Yes, they were Sunday School kids I picked up and brought to church and they received the Holy Ghost"
The Angel said, "Every light you see across the Earth is a person who was filled with the Holy Ghost birthed from your Ministry"
The Angel Continued, "Johnny, Pete and Susan went on to become ministers and teachers and are still winning souls for the Kingdom of God and they are just three of the lives among the hundreds you touched by your ministry and there are thousands of lights flickering because of your work for the Kingdom of God".
The Man of God fell to his knees there on the banks of Heaven and was overwhelmed for a moment. He looked up and told the Angel, "I had no idea, I was just working for the kingdom".
So many times we only see what we see and never realize that the lives we touch can affect the world. The work that we do for God while feeling may never rise to the level we would like for it to may reach farther than our life may ever know. So many times we feel like we not doing enough or we can't see those goals met and yet God uses what we do to reach farther than time will ever allow us to see. And while this story is just using some imagination I do believe that our ministry is greater than who we are and farther reaching than we could ever imagine.
Stay Humble before God do what you can for the Kingdom and let God do what He does best.
Just some thoughts....
Randy
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12-05-2007, 09:48 AM
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Quote:
Originally Posted by revrandy
The word came the old man had died.
The young pastor called everybody who was connected with the church and planned the funeral for the Elder who had pioneered the work. The town wasn't large but everybody knew the Man of God who had been there for them even when they weren't in his church. He had shouldered the church when it cried and danced when they rejoiced. He had worked to support his family and the church family when the funds weren't there. He had picked up kids for Sunday School and went to funerals for family members that weren't coming to church. He had loaned money to those who suffered tragedy and never asked for a penny in return. He had cried with mothers and with fathers who had lost their kids both physically and spiritually. He had rejoiced with the young as they would fill the altars after receiving what he was given by God to preach. He had watched as the church grew from infancy to adulthood but soon he realized he couldn't keep the pace he had once kept. Time began to catch up to him and soon his mind and body told him he had to let it go and give it another. He had searched diligently and finally found the young man who could keep his burden alive.
Sixteen years later he died alone in a rest home for the elderly. After his fifth year there his beautiful wife of forty years of marriage had gone on to be with the Lord. When he had first got there the visitors seem to never end but then as time waned they slowly trickled down to one or two. Time was still unkind to him as he battled different sickness's and illness during his time there and he passed away into the night and was received into glory.
When he woke up he looked down at his gnarled twisted hands and saw that wrinkles that were once there were now smooth and supple as young man's hands. He saw the great light and entered in. He looked at the Kingdom of Heaven and was overwhelmed by what he was seeing. He felt ashamed because he felt like he didn't belong there. He knew he wasn't worthy to see such a place because he had always been a humble man. There was an angel standing nearby and the Man of God went over to him and told him,
"I don't belong here".
The Angel looked at the man and asked him, "Why"?
The Man of God said, "I didn't do enough and got old to soon. Some of my visions for God were never realized and some of the goals and dreams I had of doing for God what I could weren't met and the Church never really grew the way I had planned for it to"
The angel smiled a knowing smile and said, "Come here and let me show you something".
The Angel walked over to the door of heaven and opened it and said, "Look down there".
The Man of God walked over and looked out the door as the angel opened it.
He saw the Earth and it was beautiful, he saw the clouds and the oceans and the lands as it was spinning slowly.
The Angel said, "Just keep watching"
And as the Man of God watched a little point of light would flicker and shine bright like a star and then another would do the same and another. One, two, ten, one hundred, two thousand and they keep flickering until there were to just many to count.
The Man of God looked quizzically at the Angel and said, "They are flickering in every state and all over the globe why am I seeing this"?
The Angel looked back at the Man of God and said, "Do you remember Johnny Webb and Pete Thompson and Susan Willoughby"?
The Man of God answered,"Yes, they were Sunday School kids I picked up and brought to church and they received the Holy Ghost"
The Angel said, "Every light you see across the Earth is a person who was filled with the Holy Ghost birthed from your Ministry"
The Angel Continued, "Johnny, Pete and Susan went on to become ministers and teachers and are still winning souls for the Kingdom of God and they are just three of the lives among the hundreds you touched by your ministry and there are thousands of lights flickering because of your work for the Kingdom of God".
The Man of God fell to his knees there on the banks of Heaven and was overwhelmed for a moment. He looked up and told the Angel, "I had no idea, I was just working for the kingdom".
So many times we only see what we see and never realize that the lives we touch can affect the world. The work that we do for God while feeling may never rise to the level we would like for it to may reach farther than our life may ever know. So many times we feel like we not doing enough or we can't see those goals met and yet God uses what we do to reach farther than time will ever allow us to see. And while this story is just using some imagination I do believe that our ministry is greater than who we are and farther reaching than we could ever imagine.
Stay Humble before God do what you can for the Kingdom and let God do what He does best.
Just some thoughts....
Randy
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Sweet story, Randy, our lives do and will touch many more than we realize.
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12-05-2007, 09:50 AM
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Da Evangelist
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Awesome post Bro. Randy.
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12-05-2007, 09:55 AM
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This one should be considered for publication.
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12-05-2007, 09:59 AM
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Just stopped by on my way home !!
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That was beautiful Bro. Randy ! One day ministers will know the impact that they had on this world.
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12-05-2007, 11:36 AM
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www.capitalcommunity.ca
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That was beautiful Randman, beautiful.
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12-05-2007, 11:53 AM
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It is a well written story. With a good message concerning unknown eternal consequences of our actions.
I am just curious why the hero/soul winner is always a minister?
Why are Johnny, Pete, and Susan singled out from the thousands?
Are ministers more holy as individuals?
Don't lowly laity actually do most of the soul winning?
Why does it seems to be taught that only the super spiritual go into the ministry or you are not really spiritual unless you do?
Why do evangelists proclaim Jimbo could grow up to be a preacher and the church shouts?
Would the reaction be the same if prophecy, Jimbo will grow up to be an Apostolic businessman?
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12-05-2007, 12:00 PM
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This reminds me of the song "Thank You for Giving to the Lord".
Thank You
For Giving to The Lord
(Words and Music by Ray Boltz)
I dreamed I went to heaven
and You were there with me
We walked upon the streets of gold
Beside the crystal sea.
We heard the angels singing
Then someone called your name.
You turned and saw this young man
And he was smiling as he came.
And he said, "Friend you may not know me now"
And then he said, "But wait"
You used to teach my Sunday School
When I was only eight.
And every week you would say a prayer
Before the class would start.
And one day when you said that prayer
I asked Jesus in my heart."
(Chorus)
Thank you for giving to the Lord
I am a life that was changed.
Thank you for giving to the Lord
I am so glad you gave.
Then another man stood before you
And said, "Remember the time
A missionary came to your church
And his pictures made you cry.
You didn't have much money
But you gave it anyway.
Jesus took the gift you gave
And that's why I am here today."
(Chorus)
Thank you for giving to the Lord
I am a life that was changed.
Thank you for giving to the Lord
I am so glad you gave.
One by one they came
Far as the eye could see
Each life somehow touched
By your generosity.
Little things that you had done
Sacrifices made.
Unnoticed on the earth
In heaven now proclaimed.
And I know up in heaven
You're not supposed to cry.
But I am almost sure
There were tears in your eyes.
As Jesus took your hand
And you stood before the Lord.
He said, "My child look around you.
Great is your reward."
(Chorus twice)
Thank you for giving to the Lord
I am a life that was changed.
Thank you for giving to the Lord
I am so glad you gave.
Thank you for giving to the Lord
I am a life that was changed.
Thank you for giving to the Lord
I am so glad you gave.
© Copyright 1988 Gather Music/ASCAP All rights reserved. International copyright secured. Used by permission
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12-05-2007, 12:08 PM
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His Eminance, High Potatohead Potatotate
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Join Date: Feb 2007
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Encryptus
It is a well written story. With a good message concerning unknown eternal consequences of our actions.
Thanks...
I am just curious why the hero/soul winner is always a minister?
This is just a story...to encourage Pastors...
Why are Johnny, Pete, and Susan singled out from the thousands?
The Story would be to long to list the others...
Are ministers more holy as individuals?
Nothing was said about holiness...just humbleness....
Don't lowly laity actually do most of the soul winning?
Depends on whose church you attend....and many times it is left up to the Pastor to win souls or encourage folks to...
Why does it seems to be taught that only the super spiritual go into the ministry or you are not really spiritual unless you do?
Again this was written to encourage some pastors...nothing was said about his spirituality just his spirit of giving of himself....
Why do evangelists proclaim Jimbo could grow up to be a preacher and the church shouts?
This is probably true....poor Jimbo...are you a Jimbo??
Would the reaction be the same if prophecy, Jimbo will grow up to be an Apostolic businessman?
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I just hope Jimbo grows up and is a Christian...
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12-05-2007, 12:30 PM
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Certainly was not trying to be either disrespectful nor condescending.
And God knows pastors need all the encouragement they can get, especially in an age when they feel belittled for not being over a mega church.
It is clear from the story that Johnny, Pete and Susan were singled out because they were ministry.
The question of super spirituality was in no way aimed at the hero of your story. It was a aimed at a prevailing attitude especially among the ranks of Apostolics.
Why does it seem to be taught that only the super spiritual go into the ministry or you are not really spiritual unless you do?
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