READ ONLY IF YOU HAVE TIME FOR God
God,
when I received this, I thought...
I don't have time for this... And, this is
really inappropriate during work.
Then, I realized that this kind of
thinking is... Exactly, what has caused
lot of the problems in our world today.
We try to keep God in church on Sunday
morning...
Maybe, Sunday night...
And, the unlikely event of a midweek
service.
We do
like to have Him around during sickness...
And, of course, at funerals.
However, we don't have time, or room, for
Him during work or play...
Because... That's the part of our lives we
think... We can, and should, handle on our
own.
May God forgive me for ever thinking...
That... there is a time or place where..
HE is not to be FIRST in my life.
We should always have time to remember
all HE has done for us.
If, You aren't ashamed to do this...
Please follow the directions.
Jesus said, "If you are ashamed of me,
I will be ashamed of you before my
Father."
Not ashamed?
Pass this page on ONLY IF YOU MEAN IT!!
Yes, I do Love God.
HE is my source of existence and Savior.
He keeps me functioning each and every
day. Without Him, I will be nothing. But,
with Christ, HE strengthens me. (Phil
4:13)
This is the simplest test.
If You Love God... And, are not ashamed of
all the marvelous things HE has done for
you...
Send this to everyone
you know!
I don't think I know 10 people who would
admit they love Jesus. Do You love Him?
Not ashamed?
Pass this page on ONLY IF YOU MEAN IT!!
Yes, I do Love God.
HE is my source of existence and Savior.
He keeps me functioning each and every day.
Without Him, I will be nothing. But, with
Christ, HE strengthens me. (Phil 4:13)
This is the simplest test.
If You Love God... And, are not ashamed of all
the marvelous things HE has done for you...
Send this to everyone you know!
I don't think I know 10 people who would admit
they love Jesus. Do You love Him?
THE POEM
I knelt to pray but not for long,
I had too much to do.
I had to hurry and get to work
For bills would soon be due.
So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,
And jumped up off my knees.
My Christian duty was now done
My soul could rest at ease.
All day long I had no time
To spread a word of cheer.
No time to speak of Christ to friends,
They'd laugh at me I'd fear.
No time, no time, too much to do,
That was my constant cry,
No time to give to souls in need
But at last the time, the time to die.
I went before the Lord, I came,
I stood with downcast eyes.
For in his hands God held a book;
It was the book of life.
God looked into his book and said
"Your name I cannot find.
I once was going to write it down...
But never found the time."
Now do you have the time to pass it on?
Make sure that you scroll through to the end.
The Bird Cage
There once was a man named George Thomas,
pastor in a small
New England town. One
Easter Sunday morning he came to the Church
carrying a rusty, bent, old bird cage, and set
it by the pulpit. Eyebrows were raised and, as
if in response, Pastor Thomas began to
speak...
"I was walking through town yesterday
when I saw a young boy coming toward me
swinging this bird cage. On the bottom of the
cage were three little wild birds, shivering
with cold and fright. I stopped the lad and
asked, "What you got there, son?" "Just some
old birds," came the reply.
"What are you gonna do with them?" I asked.
"Take 'em home and have fun with 'em," he
answered. "I'm gonna tease 'em and pull out
their feathers to make 'em fight. I'm gonna
have a real good time." "But you'll get tired
of those birds sooner or later. What will you
do?"
"Oh, I got some cats," said the little boy.
"They like birds. I'll take 'em to them."
The pastor was silent for a moment. "How much
do you want for those birds, son?"
"Huh?? !!! Why, you don't want them birds,
mister. They're just plain old field birds.
They don't sing. They ain't even pretty!"
"How much?" the pastor asked again.
The boy sized up the pastor as if he were
crazy and said, "$10?"
The pastor reached in his pocket and took out
a ten dollar bill. He placed it in the boy's
hand. In a flash, the boy was gone.
The pastor picked up the cage and gently
carried it to the end of the alley where there
was a tree and a grassy spot Setting the cage
down, he opened the door, and by softly
tapping the bars persuaded the birds out,
setting them free.
Well, that explained the empty bird cage on
the pulpit, and then the pastor began to tell
this story.
One day Satan and Jesus were having a
conversation. Satan had just come from the
Garden of Eden, and he was gloating and
boasting. "Yes, sir, I just caught the world
full of people down there. Set me a trap, used
bait I knew they couldn't resist. Got 'em
all!"
"What are you going to do with them?" Jesus
asked.
Satan replied, "Oh, I'm gonna have fun! I'm
gonna teach them how to marry and divorce each
other, how to hate and abuse each other, how
to drink and smoke and curse. I'm gonna teach
them how to invent guns and bombs and kill
each other. I'm really gonna have fun!"
"And what will you do when you get done with
them?" Jesus asked. "Oh, I'll kill 'em," Satan
glared proudly. "How much do you want for
them?" Jesus asked.
"Oh, you don't want those people. They ain't
no good. Why, you'll take them and they'll
just hate you. They'll spit on you, curse you
and kill you. You don't want those people!!"
"How much?" He asked again.
Satan looked at Jesus and sneered, "All your
blood, tears and your life."
Jesus said, "DONE!"
Then He paid the price.
The pastor picked up the cage he opened the
door and he walked from the pulpit.
Notes: Isn't it funny how simple it is for
people to trash God and then wonder why the
world's going to hell.
Isn't it funny how someone can say "I believe
in God" but still follow Satan (who, by the
way, also "believes" in God).
Isn't it funny how you can send a thousand
jokes through e-mail and they spread like
wildfire, but when you start sending messages
regarding the Lord, people think twice about
sharing?
Isn't it funny how when you go to forward this
page, you will not send it to many on your
address list because you're not sure what they
believe, or what they will think of you for
sending it to them.
Isn't it funny how I can be more worried about
what other people think of me than what God
thinks of me.
I pray, for everyone who sends this to their
entire address book, they will be blessed by
God in a way special for them.
Author Unknown
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