Showing posts with label The Holy Spirit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Holy Spirit. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Oh, To Be A Child Again!


"Do you want me to read to you from Grandpa's Bible when he was a boy?" The verses he underlined when he was only ten peek our interest.

Sitting with Ava and Gracie, I read "And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you." Ephesians 4:32

Holy Words are read and the Holy Spirit does His work. A quietness fills the family room.

With moist eyes, Gracie breaks the silence, "Ava I am so sorry I didn't share my bike with you. And I forgive you for being mean to me today." The sweet cousins hug and pray together.



Jesus said to let the little children lead them. Little children led me today.

When was the last time the Word of God brought tears of conviction to my eyes? May I be as quick as Gracie to forgive and seek forgiveness. Oh let not a root of bitterness find soil in my heart — ever!

My splash of serenity to you today!


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Sunday, March 20, 2011

The Church Should Be a Glimpse of Heaven


Pinch me! Was I just served shrimp while flying economy class on Lufthansa Airlines to Bosnia? Yes, it is shrimp. Jumbo shrimp! Did three flight attendants dote on me for the seven-hour plane ride? "Anything you want?" "You need anything? I will get it for you."

This is like Heaven! At first I thought so, but then realized no one will need to ask me what I want in Heaven--I'll already have it!

"These people are well trained," I whispered to Dan. "I want to fly Lufthansa again."

Are the airlines doing a better job than our churches in making people feel loved? That's a sad thought. Perhaps Christians would benefit from the training Lufthansa Airlines offers its employees. I don't think so. What Christians need is to put into practice the training they already have through the Holy Spirit.

We have the Ultimate Instructor when the Holy Spirit controls our lives. Then, we see people the way Jesus sees them. We love them, as Jesus loves them. We discern needs and ask the right questions and see that the strangers entering our churches are comfortable, accepted, loved, and tended to.

Landing in Germany, we were greeted by a large sign reading "MUNICH LOVES YOU!" Munich doesn't love me, but Jesus does. People should sense "JESUS LOVES YOU!" when they enter our church halls. Let's care for the strangers walking through our church doors. Greet them. Ask if they need anything. Direct them to restrooms, or the nursery, or a Sunday School class. Make them feel comfortable, loved, and cared about and they might decide your church is a little like Heaven and they want to fly with you every Sunday.

I'd benefit from further comments on this topic. Let's learn from each other how we can minister to those who seek Him.

May we be a Splash of Serenity to a world that thirsts for the love only Jesus offers.

Blessings on your day!

Elaine