Sunday Collectives 6/30/14 – 7/06/14
By James Campbell
50 And Jesus cried out again with a loud voice, and yielded up His spirit. 51 And behold, the veil of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom; and the earth shook and the rocks were split.
Which Is Holier?
Singing a worship song or singing a lullaby?
Eating communion or eating at Waffle House?
Visiting a Christian Conference Center or visiting Walmart?
Church buildings or diaper changes?
By Elsie Ruiz
“Worldly freedom comes through what one can do on one’s own. God’s
freedom comes through becoming dependent on the one who created the
world so that all could be FREE to live as designed”
These words were so impacting to one of our Servant Leaders one day that she reached out to our lead pastor. Why, she asked, was there so much confusion in our society when it came to Grace; to understanding true FREEDOM in Christ? Even pastors, at times, were getting it wrong.
…and what would a man profit in gaining the world? Sadly he will realize that material gain is equated to spiritual loss especially when the former is adhered to and covetously held close to one’s heart. It is the loss of life to place focus on the things current. There is wisdom to be found differentiating between contrasting thought. Shallow and deep, infinite and finite.
What purpose is there holding on to grains of sand that only slip through our fingers. The inability for sand to coalesce is likened to our thoughts and our ways. The rigid and hardened fragments of our life with their resistance to bond into a tangible mass, translate into the visible path we walk.
The Perfect Timing of God’s Provision
God takes care of those who take care of His people.
Do you believe it? I do.
Years ago we experienced this in our own family. In our home we had my husband, myself, our college age daughter, our high school age son and our one-year-old baby girl. For a season, our son and expectant daughter-in-law were living with us, too.
Then, I received a letter from my Grandma. She had lived with us for nine years in Montana and then moved away for a time. The letter said she was ready to move back in with us here in Little Rock. The problem was we were living in an apartment. There was no more room in our inn.
By Mark Luker
I have come to learn what that “still small voice...” is all about.
I don’t think God wants to have to shout at us……
although there have been times in my life I have felt he was really trying to get my attention……I have missed his voice more times than not because either I wasn’t listening for it….or I could not hear it over the noise of this world.
By Pastor Pat Badstibner
Stood there boldly
Sweatin’ in the sun
Felt like a million
Felt like number one
The height of summer
I’d never felt that strong
Like a rock