Thursday, September 2, 2010

The Encourager Newsletter - Vol. 4 Issue 16 - September 3, 2010 -God's Patience with a Rebel & Burnt Biscuits

And when he (Manasseh) was in affliction, he besought the LORD his God, and humbled himself greatly before the God of his fathers, And prayed unto him: and he was intreated of him, and heard his supplication, and brought him again to Jerusalem into his kingdom. Then Manasseh knew that the LORD he was God. (2Chronicles 33:12-13) (See the chapter: 2Chronicles 33:1-23)

Manasseh was a smart-alecky king who had learned nothing from his Godly father, King Hezekiah. The surprising thing is that God was able to salvage him by bringing the King of Assyria against him and leading him off with a rope attached to a hook in his nose. Nothing is as helpful as a time of thinking things through.

It is the unappreciated mercy of God that arrests a man and allows him some time to think while he is uncomfortable or suffering. It is the mercy of God that reveals to a rebellious man that he has a deadly disease that is going to usher him into the presence of his maker to give an account of his life. One of my favorite commentators, J. Vernon McGee says of Manasseh:

"This man had a remarkable experience. I would have given him up, I'm sure, but God did not give him up. God sent trouble—and plenty of it—to him. He was carried away as a captive to Babylon. This should have been a warning to the nation that God was now getting ready to send them into captivity because of their continual sin.

"When Manasseh found himself in real trouble, he sincerely came back to God. God forgave him and restored him! Yet he was very much of a weakling, as such men generally are. When he returned to Jerusalem, he took away the strange gods and the idols out of the house of the Lord, and he repaired the altar of the Lord and sacrificed there."

The psalmist said: Before I was afflicted I went astray: but now have I kept thy word. (Psalm 119:67). There is more: It is good for me that I have been afflicted; that I might learn thy statutes. (Psalm 119:71 Ω


Burnt Biscuits—Barbara Carr

"And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose." (Romans 8:28)

"My mama cooked biscuits, gravy, eggs and bacon for breakfast every morning. My daddy worked long hard hours at carpentry or the sawmill so he needed a sawmill breakfast. After retirement, she would make a big batch of biscuits and freeze them. If someone wanted a biscuit, she was ready even for a breakfast dinner.

The following is a story from the internet by an unknown author. As I read, memories flooded my mind— memories of Mama and Daddy in the kitchen cooking breakfast and the wonderful smells of coffee, bacon and hot biscuits. Make lots of memories with your children. You will never regret it. And now the story.

"When I was a kid, my mom liked to make breakfast for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work.

On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile at my mom and ask me how my day was at school. I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that biscuit and eat every bite!


When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my Mom apologize to my Dad for burning the biscuits. And I'll never forget what he said: "Honey, I love burned biscuits."


Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, 'Your mama put in a hard day at work today and she's real tired. And besides, a little burnt biscuit never hurt anyone!'

Life is full of imperfect things.....and imperfect people. I'm not the best at hardly anything, and I forget birthdays and anniversaries just like everyone else. But what I've learned over the years is that learning to accept each other's faults - and choosing to celebrate each other's differences - is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.

And that's my prayer for you today. That you will learn to take the good, the bad, and the ugly parts of your life and lay them at the feet of God. Because in the end, He's the only One who will be able to give you a relationship where a burnt biscuit isn't a deal-breaker!

We could extend this to any relationship. In fact, understanding is the base of any relationship, be it a husband-wife or parent-child or friendship! So, please pass me a biscuit, and yes, the burned one will do just fine.!.!.!.!"

I hope you enjoyed this as much as I did. Love and patience go hand in hand. Seeing fault in others and expressing our views on the matter is not God's way. We expect God to overlook our faults/sins and forgive us. He has been so loving and patient with me. Let's show that love to our family and others to whom we come in contact.

"And above all things have fervent charity among yourselves: for charity shall cover the multitude of sins." (1Peter 4:8) Ω



Friday, July 16, 2010

The Encourager Newsletter - Vol. 4 Issue 15 - 2010.07.16 - Mowing Our Own Yard/ A Servant of the Lord

Mowing Our Own Yard

Why is it that we can drive along and see so many lawns that need mowing but our own lawn is on the back burner? We're strolling through the shopping center and a sweaty worker whizzes past us to find some parts to finish a job and we say: "Whew! That guy sure needs a bath!" Of course, we don't know how many people have said that about us. It's just that the other fellow's bad stuff is always worse than mine.

Jesus brought this issue up: Thou hypocrite, first cast out the beam out of thine own eye; and then shalt thou see clearly to cast out the mote out of thy brother's eye (Matthew 7:5).

As a pastor, I administered the Lord's Supper many times. After a few years I was impressed by what I read in 1Corinthians 11:25-32. After studying that passage carefully, from then on I always read it in its entirety every time we took the Lord's Supper. The heart of the passage is:

For if we would judge ourselves, we should not be judged. But when we are judged, we are chastened of the Lord, that we should not be condemned with the world. (1Corinthians 11:31-32) Every time we partake of the Lord's supper, we should examine ourselves and see if there is any unfinished business between us and the Lord.

But let a man examine himself, and so let him eat of that bread, and drink of that cup. For he that eateth and drinketh unworthily, eateth and drinketh damnation (condemnation) to himself, not discerning the Lord's body. For this cause many are weak and sickly among you, and many sleep. (1Corinthians 11:28-30)

Self-judgment is always honored by the Lord. The lack of self-judgment can result in His judgment, including sickness and even death. Ω

A Servant of the Lord—Barbara Carr

If you haven't watched the film "Sheffey," I highly recommend it to you. He always introduced himself as "I'm just a servant of the Lord." Another man introduced himself as a servant:

"James, a servant of God and of the Lord Jesus Christ, to the twelve tribes which are scattered abroad, greeting." (James 1:1)

James was the half -brother of Jesus. However, he did not make that announcement at the beginning of his book. He humbly called himself "a servant of the Lord." What is a servant of the Lord? Such a servant is foremost one who bears certain personality traits.

"And the servant of the Lord must not strive; but be gentle unto all men, apt to teach, patient," Titus 2:24)

As believers, we are to be gentle servants to all men. To the troubled and wounded consciences we are to tell them the precious promises of our Lord. To the backslider we work toward restoring them in a spirit of meekness. To those who do not know the truth we show a willingness to teach them the truth with a manner of kindness. Robert Sheffey is reported to have embodied those very characteristics.

Sheffey was born in Abingdon, Virginia on July 4, 1820. His mother died when he was two and he was reared by an Aunt. He attended Emory and Henry College in 1839-40. Sheffey was eighteen years old when he was saved at a revival meeting in Abingdon. His Aunt insisted that he continue in her more dignified and staid Presbyterian Church, but he became a Methodist itinerant preacher.

The film and books about Sheffey tell us that he followed the teachings of the Bible. He showed his love for God and people in his daily life. The following are some of the stories written about Sheffey:

"On a number of occasions he gave away woolen socks to those who were in need. Sometimes he gave away a new knitted pair and sometimes he took the socks off his own feet. Once on a cold day riding the trail, he met a stranger with no coat and gave away his own. He even once gave away his horse to replace an animal that had died pulling a heavily loaded covered wagon. After being beaten by some young toughs after a meeting, Sheffey tried hard not to testify against them in court, and when they were convicted, with tears he pleaded with the judge to allow them to go unpunished because he had forgiven them."

Sheffey married Elizabeth Zwecker in 1843. She died in 1854. After her death, he became completely committed to his ministry and stories began to grow about his "peculiarities." He attempted to get a license from the Methodist denomination to preach, but because of his oddities he did not succeed. Two of his oddities were: He prayed for long periods of time and went into the mountains of West Virginia and preached to the poor, uneducated people, the whiskey runners and wife abusers. He rode his circuit of Methodist churches that covered fourteen counties in Virginia and West Virginia.

Sheffey married Eliza Stafford in 1864. Her parents didn't approve of the marriage, because of Sheffey's circuit riding. Eliza loved and understood Sheffey's commitment to serving the Lord. Their marriage was a success and they had one son, Edward Fleming Sheffey (1865-1933).

Sheffey was renowned for his concern about the welfare of animals. Once when he saw a turtle on its back he dismounted and turned the turtle over and sent him on his way.

When Sheffey's aunt that reared him died, she left him a whole sheep skin. In a note she told him to ride on it and pray on it. He was faithful in doing this. He was well known for his power in prayer. In camp meetings he was known to go outside a distance and pray while someone else preached instead of sitting on the platform in a place of honor. He could stir the people by just walking through the crowd and rousing the people to repentance and genuine conversions.

Many stories about Sheffey related to his power in prayer. His prayers were for souls to be saved, for rain during drought, etc. But Sheffey hated the whiskey making and his most remembered prayers were directed against stills and the people who ran them. (They were not moonshiners; at the time; unlicensed distilling was legal.) One minister recalled that there had been three distilleries on a creek near where he and Sheffey had been preaching. Sheffey prayed earnestly for their destruction.

The proprietor of the first still, in robust health, died suddenly. At the second (where the owner threatened to whip them), Sheffey prayed that an Oak tree would fall on the still house. Although there were no Oak trees nearby, a "great storm came and actually landed a tree on the still." Fire destroyed the third one three days after Sheffey had spent a night in prayer against it. Men left the area rather than become the object of Sheffey's prayers.

Eliza died in 1896. Sheffey continued his ministry as long as he was physically able. His son asked him to come and live with him in Lynchburg but Sheffey didn't like cities. He chose to live with Aurelium Vest, a farmer, coffin builder and county undertaker, near Whitegate. He died at the age of 82 (1902). He is buried in Wesley Chapel Cemetery (off Sheffey Memorial Road) in Trigg, Va. On his monument are the words, "The poor were sorry when he died."

From all that I have learned about Sheffey, he was truly "a servant of the Lord." At the end of the film, he talked about how we as Christians begin as "servants of the Lord," but we give up little bits for little bits of the world gradually until there is nothing left of the "servant of the Lord." I hope Sheffey's story will inspire us to be humble servants of the Lord and not aspire to be things of this world. Ω