If the world hate you know that it hated him (Jesus) first (John15:17) KJV. "The world cannot hate you, but it hates Me because I testify of it, that it's deeds are evil.
Monday, November 8, 2010
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Questionable Practices?
Do you have a certain hobby or interest and not sure if its of God? Before moving on you should ask your self these questions.
Does it glorify God?
What is your motivation?
Is it necessary?
Will it promote spiritual growth?
Is it an enslaving habbit?
Is it a compromise?
Will it lead to temptation?
Does it give the appearance of evil?
Does it violate your conscience?
How will it affect others?
Does it glorify God?
What is your motivation?
Is it necessary?
Will it promote spiritual growth?
Is it an enslaving habbit?
Is it a compromise?
Will it lead to temptation?
Does it give the appearance of evil?
Does it violate your conscience?
How will it affect others?
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Knowing The Voice Of God (Gallon Of Milk Story)
A young man had been to Wednesday night Bible Study.
The Pastor had shared about listening to God and obeying the Lord's voice.
The young man couldn't help but wonder, "Does God still speak to people?"
After service he went out with some friends for coffee and pie and they discussed the message.
Several different ones talked about how God had led them in different ways.
It was about ten o'clock when the young man started driving home. Sitting in his car, he just began to pray, "God...If you still speak to people speak to me. I will listen. I will do my best to obey."
The Pastor had shared about listening to God and obeying the Lord's voice.
The young man couldn't help but wonder, "Does God still speak to people?"
After service he went out with some friends for coffee and pie and they discussed the message.
Several different ones talked about how God had led them in different ways.
It was about ten o'clock when the young man started driving home. Sitting in his car, he just began to pray, "God...If you still speak to people speak to me. I will listen. I will do my best to obey."
As he drove down the main street of his town, he had the strangest thought to stop and buy a gallon of milk.
He shook his head and said out loud, "God is that you?" He didn't get a reply and started on toward home.
But again, the thought, buy a gallon of milk.
The young man thought about Samuel and how he didn't recognize the voice of God, and how little Samuel ran to Eli.
"Okay, God, in case that is you, I will buy the milk." It didn't seem like too hard a test of obedience. He could always use the milk. He stopped and purchased the gallon of milk and started off toward home.
He shook his head and said out loud, "God is that you?" He didn't get a reply and started on toward home.
But again, the thought, buy a gallon of milk.
The young man thought about Samuel and how he didn't recognize the voice of God, and how little Samuel ran to Eli.
"Okay, God, in case that is you, I will buy the milk." It didn't seem like too hard a test of obedience. He could always use the milk. He stopped and purchased the gallon of milk and started off toward home.
As he passed Seventh Street, he again felt the urge, "Turn Down that street."
This is crazy he thought and drove on past the intersection.
Again, he felt that he should turn down Seventh Street.
At the next intersection, he turned back and headed down Seventh.
Half jokingly, he said out loud, "Okay, God, I will".
He drove several blocks, when suddenly, he felt like he should stop. He pulled over to the curb and looked around. He was in semi commercial area of town. It wasn't the best but it wasn't the worst of neighborhoods either. The businesses were closed and most of the houses looked dark like the people were already in bed.
This is crazy he thought and drove on past the intersection.
Again, he felt that he should turn down Seventh Street.
At the next intersection, he turned back and headed down Seventh.
Half jokingly, he said out loud, "Okay, God, I will".
He drove several blocks, when suddenly, he felt like he should stop. He pulled over to the curb and looked around. He was in semi commercial area of town. It wasn't the best but it wasn't the worst of neighborhoods either. The businesses were closed and most of the houses looked dark like the people were already in bed.
Again, he sensed something, "Go and give the milk to the people in the house across the street." The young man looked at the house. It was dark and it looked like the people were either gone or they were already asleep. He started to open the door and then sat back in the car seat.
"Lord, this is insane. Those people are asleep and if I wake them up, they are going to be mad and I will look stupid." Again, he felt like he should go and give the milk.
Finally, he opened the door, "Okay God, if this is you, I will go to the door and I will give them the milk. If you want me to look like a crazy person, okay. I want to be obedient. I guess that will count for something but if they don't answer right away, I am out of here."
He walked across the street and rang the bell. He could hear some noise inside. A man's voice yelled out, "Who is it? What do you want?" Then the door opened before the young man could get away.
"Lord, this is insane. Those people are asleep and if I wake them up, they are going to be mad and I will look stupid." Again, he felt like he should go and give the milk.
Finally, he opened the door, "Okay God, if this is you, I will go to the door and I will give them the milk. If you want me to look like a crazy person, okay. I want to be obedient. I guess that will count for something but if they don't answer right away, I am out of here."
He walked across the street and rang the bell. He could hear some noise inside. A man's voice yelled out, "Who is it? What do you want?" Then the door opened before the young man could get away.
The man was standing there in his jeans and T-shirt. He looked like he just got out of bed. He had a strange look on his face and he didn't seem too happy to have some stranger standing on his doorstep. "What is it?"
The young man thrust out the gallon of milk, "Here, I brought this to you." The man took the milk and rushed down a hallway.
Then from down the hall came a woman carrying the milk toward the kitchen. The man was following her holding a baby. The baby was crying. The man had tears streaming down his face.
The man began speaking and half crying, "We were just praying. We had some big bills this month and we ran out of money. We didn't have any milk for our baby. I was just praying and asking God to show me how to get some milk."
The young man thrust out the gallon of milk, "Here, I brought this to you." The man took the milk and rushed down a hallway.
Then from down the hall came a woman carrying the milk toward the kitchen. The man was following her holding a baby. The baby was crying. The man had tears streaming down his face.
The man began speaking and half crying, "We were just praying. We had some big bills this month and we ran out of money. We didn't have any milk for our baby. I was just praying and asking God to show me how to get some milk."
His wife in the kitchen yelled out, "I ask him to send an Angel with some. Are you an Angel?"
The young man reached in to his wallet and pulled out all the money he had on him and put in the man's hand. He turned and walked back toward his car and the tears were streaming down his face.
He knew that God still answers prayers.
The young man reached in to his wallet and pulled out all the money he had on him and put in the man's hand. He turned and walked back toward his car and the tears were streaming down his face.
He knew that God still answers prayers.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Monday, June 28, 2010
The Stranger, a Must read (It's not what you think)
The Stranger
A few months before I was born, my Dad met a stranger who was new to our
small Tennessee town. He brought this stranger home. From the beginning,
Dad was fascinated with this enchanting newcomer and soon invited him to
live with our family. The stranger was quickly accepted and was around to
welcome me into the world a few months later.
As I grew up, I never questioned his place in my family. In my young mind,
he had a special niche. My parents were complementary instructors: Mom
taught me the word of God, and Dad taught me to obey it. But the stranger,
well he was our storyteller. He would keep us spellbound for hours on end
with adventures, mysteries and he could really make us laugh and I saw him
make mom cry more then once. .
If I wanted to know anything about politics, history or science, he always knew
the answers about the past, understood the present and even seemed able
to predict the future!
He took my family to the first major league ball game. The stranger never
stopped talking, but Dad didn't seem to mind.
Sometimes, Mom would get up quietly while the rest of us were shushing each
other to listen to what he had to say, and she would go to her room and read
her books.... (I wonder now if she ever prayed for the stranger to leave.)
Dad ruled our household with certain moral convictions, but the stranger never
felt obligated to honor them. Profanity, was not allowed in our home.... not from
us, our friends or anybody. Our longtime visitor, however, got away with many
four-letter words that burned my ears and dad squirm and mom blush.
My Dad was a teetotaler who didn't permit alcohol in the home, not even for
cooking. But the stranger encouraged us to try it on a regular basis. He made
cigarettes look cool, cigars manly and pipes distinguished. He talked freely
(much too freely!) about sex and drugs. His comments were usually blatant,
sometimes suggestive, and generally embarrassing.
I now know that my early concepts about relationships were influenced
strongly by the stranger. Time after time, he opposed the values of my
parents, yet he was seldom rebuked... and NEVER asked to leave.
More than fifty years have passed since the stranger moved in with our
family. He has blended right in and is not nearly as fascinating as he was
at first. Still, if you were to walk into my parent's den today, you would still
find him sitting there, waiting for someone to listen to him talk and watch
him draw his pictures. Oh..I guess I forgot to tell you hi his name?....
We just call him, "TV."
*Note: This should be required reading for every household in America!**
He has a younger sister now. We call her "Computer."
A few months before I was born, my Dad met a stranger who was new to our
small Tennessee town. He brought this stranger home. From the beginning,
Dad was fascinated with this enchanting newcomer and soon invited him to
live with our family. The stranger was quickly accepted and was around to
welcome me into the world a few months later.
As I grew up, I never questioned his place in my family. In my young mind,
he had a special niche. My parents were complementary instructors: Mom
taught me the word of God, and Dad taught me to obey it. But the stranger,
well he was our storyteller. He would keep us spellbound for hours on end
with adventures, mysteries and he could really make us laugh and I saw him
make mom cry more then once. .
If I wanted to know anything about politics, history or science, he always knew
the answers about the past, understood the present and even seemed able
to predict the future!
He took my family to the first major league ball game. The stranger never
stopped talking, but Dad didn't seem to mind.
Sometimes, Mom would get up quietly while the rest of us were shushing each
other to listen to what he had to say, and she would go to her room and read
her books.... (I wonder now if she ever prayed for the stranger to leave.)
Dad ruled our household with certain moral convictions, but the stranger never
felt obligated to honor them. Profanity, was not allowed in our home.... not from
us, our friends or anybody. Our longtime visitor, however, got away with many
four-letter words that burned my ears and dad squirm and mom blush.
My Dad was a teetotaler who didn't permit alcohol in the home, not even for
cooking. But the stranger encouraged us to try it on a regular basis. He made
cigarettes look cool, cigars manly and pipes distinguished. He talked freely
(much too freely!) about sex and drugs. His comments were usually blatant,
sometimes suggestive, and generally embarrassing.
I now know that my early concepts about relationships were influenced
strongly by the stranger. Time after time, he opposed the values of my
parents, yet he was seldom rebuked... and NEVER asked to leave.
More than fifty years have passed since the stranger moved in with our
family. He has blended right in and is not nearly as fascinating as he was
at first. Still, if you were to walk into my parent's den today, you would still
find him sitting there, waiting for someone to listen to him talk and watch
him draw his pictures. Oh..I guess I forgot to tell you hi his name?....
We just call him, "TV."
*Note: This should be required reading for every household in America!**
He has a younger sister now. We call her "Computer."
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Remember Who You Are (Child Of The King)
The Lion King The story, which was influenced by the Bible stories of Joseph and Moses and the William Shakespeare play Hamlet, takes place in a kingdom of anthropomorphic animals in Africa.One of my favorite scene is after his Fathers death Simba is walking around, he yells up in the sky to Mufasa "You said you would always be there for me!(almost like Christ yelling to his father God "my God my God why have you forsaken me)
The Monkey Rafiki comes up and tells Simba that he knows he is Mufasa's son (the King) Is there enough Jesus in you where people can see the King in you. He takes Simba to a pond and tells him to look into the water. Simba does, but only sees his reflection. Rafiki tells him to look harder and touches the water, making it ripple. This time, Simba sees Mufasa's reflection in the water and Rafiki states that Mufasa lives in him. At that moment, Simba hears Mufasa calls his name and looks up to see his spirit in the sky. Mufasa tells him that because Simba has forgotten who he is, he has forgotten him. He tells Simba to look inside himself and that he is more than what he is now. Mufasa reminds him that he is his son and the one true king. As Mufasa disappears, he tells Simba to remember.
Do you know that you are a child of the King and that no matter how you feel the king leaves in you. Do not forget who(S) you are because in doing so you will forget God. You maybe the only Jesus someone sees.
Remember who you are
Keep The Faith and Live for Christ
-Emanuel-
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Composed Corruption (part one)
I have given up on all worldly music, if it's not Christian I don't listen to it. Only Christan music whether it is rap, jazz, or what have you as long as Jesus is the bottom line. Hears why, #1 Worldly music feeds everything within you that is wrong if I'm feeling angry you can find music that fuels or feeds your anger. If your living in sin you can find a song that supports your premarital affairs. If your feeling promiscuous you can find a song that will promote your promiscuity. I know some of you will say all songs aren't like that, it's some "positive songs" out there, it's some good songs too. My answer to you is this what good is there besides God?
The Bible says that all things that come from God are good, that means that if it's good it should be Godly. If it's Godly it should reflect the thoughts, ways and standards of God. Romans 14:23 says that what ever is not of faith is Sin, It said whatever isn't of faith is sin, so it applies to all things.
Your ear gate is one of the Important gates on the body, because who ever controls your ear controls you! If your listening to Lil Wayne, Drake, Gucci Mane and Nikki Minaj all day long that's a problem. Look at what they are presenting you, let go of the beat and pick up on the lyrics.
Then, the problem becomes (parents) that these artist have more influence on your kids then you do. Why would you buy I-pods but not monitor the music they put on them! That is almost the equivalent of buying your child a gun and expecting them not to find bullets. Try not to shout to hard parents because Al green, Marvin Gaye, and Luther Vandross weren't Married either.
They sung songs about love but they weren't giving it to their wives, so they're out the picture too.
"they want toys, fame, wealth and health
everything good without being good themselves
they want things but its Jesus they better get
'cuz hell's their life sentence like a subject and a predicate".
-Sho Baraka-
Remember no man can serve two masters, for either he hate one and love the other
they want things but its Jesus they better get
'cuz hell's their life sentence like a subject and a predicate".
Keep the Faith and Live 4 Christ
-Emanuel-
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Putting Satan On Notice
Why must you keep calling my house phone?
It seems as if you have no brain I've asked you not to call but your calls remain the same. Do you know who you are? It seems as if your searching for approval of someone. If so grow up and know that this young man of God will not talk to you
until you grow up. So go away I speak in the name of Jesus that you be gone. Your like a nagging pain that will not go away. You think what you do is cute but I see you as a sadist :
until you grow up. So go away I speak in the name of Jesus that you be gone. Your like a nagging pain that will not go away. You think what you do is cute but I see you as a sadist :
Noun
1.Psychiatry. Gratification gained through causing pain or degradation to others
2. any enjoyment in being cruel.
3. extreme cruelty.
Looking to make trouble go away and grow up In the name of Jesus. I do not wish to speak with you, my future is bright and my path is great. So go away and stop your childish games.
The Bible tells us that when the Enemy comes in like a flood the spirit of the Lord will raise up a standard against him. Be the standard that God is looking for , It is written in the book of Ezekiel that the Lord sought for someone who would make up the hedge but I found none.
If you were the only person the Lord had to preach the Gospel would he be in trouble?
-Emanuel-
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Don't Waste Your Life
I had on new clothes,
new sneakers on my feet.
I was there for class on time,
went to the back and took my seat.
Yeah, I'm moving up,
I'm already grown.
Soon I'll be graduating,
and out on my own.
I talked to some of my friends,
we were all having fun.
Said some things I shouldn't have said.
Did stuff I shouldn't have done.
I knew I was different.
I felt God touch my heart,
I knew I should set a standard,
but then I'd be set apart.
Walking to the bus, I was not looking for strength.
I heard the tires screeching, but know it's too late.
I'm standing in this room,
and I can see the heavenly gate.
Oh no! I never prayed.
I thought I had time to get it straight!
An angel walked to me,
he had a book in his hand.
I knew it was the book of life, When would this dream end?
I told him my name,
And he began to look.
Then he looked at me sadly and said,
Your name is not in the book.
Angel,this is a dream,
No, I can't be dead!
He closed the book and turned away,
He whispered- You cannot proceed ahead.
No...No this can't be real, angel, You can't turn me away.
Let me talk to God,
Maybe he'll let me stay.
He led me to the gate, Jesus came to me.
He did not let me in but said, beloved what is your need?
Jesus,I cried, please, don't cast me away from you.
Tears ran down his face as he said, you knew what you needed to do.
Lord,please I'm young, I never thought I would die. I thought I'd have plenty of time.
Death caught me by surprise.
Lord, I went to church, Please Jesus, I believe.
He said you would not except me, My love you would not receive.
Lord,there were too many hypocrites.
They weren't being true.
He took a step back and asked,
They weren't real. You know.
He said,I died for you, now I have to go.
I fell to my knees crying to him,
Lord, I planned to be real tomorrow.
I couldn't make him understand, I had never felt such sorrow.
Then it hit me hard, I said, Lord, where will I go? He looked into my eyes and said, my child you already know.
Please Jesus, I begged, The place is so hot. It seemed to trouble and grieve him, he whispered, Depart from me, I know you not.
Lord, you're suppose to be love, how can you send me to damnation?
He replied,with your mouth you said you loved me but each day you rejected my salvation.
I never knew such torture could be, now too late, I know the BIBLE is right.
If I can tell you anything Hell has no age.
It is a place of torture, separated from God and full of rage.
You know, I thought it was funny, a joke, But this one thing is true.
If you never accept Jesus Christ,
Hell is waiting for you!
So please, ask him into your heart.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Breaking The Code (Inspired by Prophet Ronnique Benjamin)
One of my favorite movies of all time is the Matrix. The series depicts, Earth is dominated by sentient machines. Humans are grown in pods and are connected by cybernetic implants to an artificial reality called the Matrix, which keeps their minds under control while the machines use their bodies as an energy source. We then learn about the anomaly, he is able to interpret the code and able to bend it and break the code to his will.
Satan wishes to use the bodies of every believer for his own devilish purposes, but God sent an Anomaly named Jesus into the world. To break and bend the the systems of this World, to re-conform them to God's. By doing this Jesus has set you free from the ways of the world, that's why we're in the world but not of it. Jesus said if you we're of the world the world would receive you but because you are an anomaly the world has no power over you.
All your information and your background says, since your father was this or your mother was that you have to become that also, but because you are a code breaker you can now bend your own destiny. God has placed in you a spiritual download to break tradition. You have ideas, when you tell people their response is it can't be done. Only because they don't have the abilities you have, to do what seems impossible, but with God nothing is impossible.
Neo: "I know what you're trying to do...."
Morpheus: "I'm trying to free your mind..."
Free your mind from what others say!
Life is good because God is good
Keep The Faith and live 4 Christ
-Emanuel
Life is good because God is good
Keep The Faith and live 4 Christ
-Emanuel
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
He Always Shows Up
Have you ever made a commitment and then wished you hadn't? I'm sure it happens to everyone at some point. Maybe you made a commitment to go somewhere with a friend or to someone's house for dinner, and at the last minute, you're too tired or something else comes up and you want to switch your plans.
Well the other day, that's exactly what happened to me. I had committed to go somewhere and when it came time to get ready, I was so exhausted. It had been a long day and I was thinking to myself, "Boy, I wish I hadn't committed to this! I wish there was some way I could get out of doing this." As I thought for a minute, it made me realize that sometimes we think God is like us—that He makes a commitment, but we aren't sure He's going to show up. We aren't sure He really wants to do it.
Well, let me reassure you today, God will never call and cancel! He will never "get out of the mood" and "something else" will never come up with God! He always shows up. He never withholds His provision. Just because we don't want to show up sometimes doesn't mean that God doesn't. He is the friend that sticks closer than a brother. He is the faithful One. He is always true to His promises.
Today, meditate on that fact. Let it sink down in your heart. The God of the universe is able and willing to meet your needs. It pleases Him to give you the kingdom. He is faithful from everlasting to everlasting, and His Word is forever settled. Have confidence today when you reach out to Him because you can trust that He will always show up anytime you call upon His name.
He will call upon Me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble, I will deliver him and honor him (Psalm 91:15, NIV).
~Joel Osteen~
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Keep It 100 (for Christ)
Know ye not that the unrighteous shall not inherit the kingdom of God?(1cor6:9)
You can't serve God and the world,for either you will love one or hate the other. There is no both you can't say "I don't like the song I listen for the beat and it's funny how you end up knowing the words to the song. We don't care how the world sees us or the way others think about us.Our God is greater,when he created the universe he seperated the light from the darkness. Why do we sit with people who curse even when we don't. Why go around people who poison your faith? What does darkness have in common with the light? Demons and Angels don't dine at the same tables.If God before you he's more than the world against you.
"Does anyone know your a Christian are you letting his light shine through,and if not how many times are you going to deny Jesus before Jesus denies you" -Karness-
Keep the faith and live for Christ
Emanuel
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