If you’re accustomed to praying in the power of Holy Spirit, you’ve probably experienced seasons of spiritual warfare. Sometimes it may seem as if all hell is breaking loose—literally.
People may seem to get mad at you for no reason. Others may begin gossip campaigns. Your car breaks down and the kids act up. Your husband says you are spending too much time in prayer. Your friends tell you to back off—that you’re just no fun anymore. In these seasons, problems can feel as though they are pouring into your life from every angle, and you can end up feeling misunderstood, confused, rejected and alone. read more
Few of us are privileged enough to inherit millions. Even
so, those who do must wait to tap into their inheritance. That is not so with
the believer. We receive a portion—or “down payment”—of what eternally awaits
us when we receive the baptism of the Holy Spirit.
Jesus Christ redeemed us from the curse by His death, paid
our debt and has called us to an eternal inheritance. We read in Hebrews 9:15,
“And for this reason He is the Mediator of the new covenant, by means of death,
for the redemption of the transgressions under the first covenant, that those
who are called may receive the promise of the eternalinheritance” (emphasis added). read more
I was born again 41 years ago. At that time I had such a
thirst for God’s Word that I would read it for hours, often staying up until 2
or 3 a.m.
One of the Scriptures I encountered that set me on this
course was Joshua 1:8: “this Book of the Law shall not depart from your mouth,
but you shall meditate in it day and night, that you may observe to do all that
is written in it. For then you will make your way prosperous and then you will
have good success” (NKJV). read more
Peanuts. It is amazing that I still love them after all the
drama they caused me as a very young boy.
My mom kept a very large can of them in the cabinet. She kept a container the size of a tub
of coffee, or an old “Crisco” can shut up tight with a plastic lid.
It is funny how certain events that happened even when we
were very young are forever burned into our memories. This is one such
incident. One night I was watching TV and had one of those “I need a
snack” thoughts. I quietly went into the kitchen, climbed up in a chair
where I could just reach the elusive peanut can. I got it down. It
was very heavy … a good sign … it meant LOTS of peanuts to enjoy as I watched
“Lassie.” I carried the can into
the TV room and proceeded to climb up into my mom’s favorite overstuffed chair.
By all outward appearances, this was shaping up to be a
great night. When I tried to get the lid off of the peanut can I noticed
that it was very tight. I turned the can slightly on its side to get
better leverage. POP. The lid came off. Instant tragedy! Used fried chicken oil spilled all over and
worse, all over my mom’s special chair. My mom had used an empty peanut
can to save her fried chicken oil to use again. read more
Time and space are two of the most interesting and difficult
concepts to grasp as you move through your life journey. We are in time, but
God is not. Though some of us may feel that we were born out of time, we have
been set in time and place to understand our Creator and what He created us to
accomplish. read more
During the holidays one year my family traveled to London,
England, for a vacation. After we returned, I realized that the trip was an
analogy of a much more important journey each of us is on — fulfilling God’s
plan for his or her life. read more
One of my friend’s sons has a parrot named Danny. Once when I went to visit, the bird,
which was perched on the child’s shoulder, screeched so loudly it hurt my
ears. I looked nervously at it and
then at its owner. Seeing my
apprehensive glance, my friend’s son spoke to me. read more
A few months ago my friend Linda gave me an artificial
bonsai tree. I brought it home and placed it in my office, and from the moment
I sat down I sensed the Spirit’s whisper. “Research this tree. I have a
message for you.” I was intrigued and
excitement rose within as I uncovered the truth I share with you now. read more
Thirty-one years ago, my paternal grandfather passed
away. We called him Paw Paw and my dad loved him very much.
Paw Paw loved to listen to his “45” of Tennessee Ernie Ford
on his console record player and walk through the house singing at the top of
his lungs. He had a lava lamp on top of the TV and an old fashioned
cuckoo clock on the wall. Even with thick coke-bottle glasses he still had to
use a magnifying glass to read his Bible, which he did the first thing every
morning and the last thing every night. He loved Jesus with all of his heart.
In church he would “amen” after almost every sentence.
Paw Paw died suddenly from a massive heart attack while at
work. He was 80 years old. I remember my dad hugging me and saying, “I hope I
can make it without him. I talked to him so often. I already miss him
…” read more