Desert Hills Baptist Church
 

                                                                                                “THE POWER AND PURPOSE OF PRAISE”...............                                                    April 17, 2018 

Psalm 100:4 Enter into his gates with thanksgiving, and into his courts with praise: be thankful unto him, and bless his name.

          When I lived in Zaragoza, Spain, after the chaplains kicked our church off the base, we would drive to the Spanish Baptist Church downtown. It was a drive that usually took about 20 minutes.

          We would load up VW bugs with anywhere from 5-10 servicemen and teens and head out on the highway! Almost every time we would sing choruses for the entire trip – “Let’s go up to Zion”, “Let’s just Praise the Lord”, “Great is the Lord and greatly to be praised” (Psalm 48:1-2) and a host of others.

          Here it comes! I have told Pastor that I believe when a Christian is in a deep blue funk they should put on their favorite worship music for at least 20 minutes. After about 20 minutes either your funk passes and you enter into the presence of God through that worship OR you turn off the music and have a pity party! Which is better?

          So, then, by the time we got to church, after singing those praises to the Lord, we were ready for church! Worship (music) brings us into the presence of the Lord (I read somewhere about entering His gates with thanksgiving and

praise . . .Psalm 100:4). “Tune my heart to sing Thy praise”!

          This was a fellowship that started with barely a dozen people in November 1973 that grew to over 100 (on a base of a little over 700) and birthed at least 24 families in the ministry! Evangelists, pastors, worship leaders, and the list goes on as the children of these folk continue now in ministry as well!

          Singing praises opens our hearts to hear Him and gains us entry into His court!



                                                                                                                          

                                                                                                        "I'VE GOT YOUR 6!"................................                                                  April 10, 2018

 

          Normally I like to put my scripture reference right after the title. This time I’m going to save it for the end because I believe it will be better – but that’s just my personal opinion!

          I take great delight in writing “letters” to the young men and women in our church who are in the military and go across “the pond” (as we used to say) to defend our freedoms. I believe there is something to actually holding a piece of paper in your hand knowing it came from the states.

          One of the things I almost always say to them is “watch your six”. That is a military expression for “watch behind you!” and when you are with other soldiers, someone is always watching your six.

          In the Christian realm and from the Word we know that God walks with us, beside us, in front of us leading. But what about our spiritual “six”? What does the Word say?

 

For ye shall not go out with haste, nor go by flight: for the LORD will go before you; and the God of Israel will be your rereward.” Isaiah 52:12

 

Then shall thy light break forth as the morning, and thine health shall spring forth speedily: and thy righteousness shall go before thee; the glory of the LORD shall be thy rereward.” Isaiah 58:8

 

          Hmmm. The glory of the Lord will be my rereward? Better drag out the old Webster’s Dictionary and find out what that means.

 

          “Rere´ward` n. 1. The rear guard of an army. Webster's Revised Unabridged Dictionary, published 1913 by C.”

 

          Now let’s really think about that! Our God is an army of ONE! And not only does He go before us, walk beside us and indwell us – He watches our six! God is our rear guard! 

 

          “What shall we then say to these things? If God be for us, who can be against us?” Romans 8:31

 
 

 

                                                                              "LEARNING TO CRAWL FIRST"................................                                 April 3, 2018

 

Romans 12:1 I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that ye present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable unto God,

which is your reasonable service. 

 

          As Pastor Scott spoke of learning to crawl before you walk, I thought back to my first year of Music Theory. There were rules! My teacher (and one of my music mentors) Jerry Wood would hand back my work and tell me, “You can’t do this yet! You haven’t learned the rules.”

          “But,” I would reply, “I’ve been doing this on the guitar for almost 20 years!” You see I learned the guitar before I knew much about how music worked. I knew chords and finger placement, what sounded right, and how to change keys during a song (modulate).

          But there were rules! You aren’t allowed to do “X” until you’ve learned why. For Jerry it must have been like trying to hold back a team of horses intent on running wild. For me it seemed like he was holding me back, keeping me from doing “cool” stuff.

          The next year I had Sister Hunt for my Theory professor and by that time I not only had learned the rules, but I had taken Choral Conducting which gave me knowledge of accents, style, and leadership.

          Because it had come to me easily, I could write a piece of music with 4 parts that I knew would sound good because I knew the rules of music writing. When it came time for my Winter Term final, I wrote 16 measures at one sitting because I knew it was good.

          Excitedly I waited for my final to be returned with a grade and then in my school mail box it came! I pulled it out and saw a little red “A” and a yellow sticky note. I was ready to receive the congratulations on writing a spectacular piece of music.

          “The only reason this is an ‘A’ is that it is ‘A’ work for a second-year theory student. However, this is not as good as you can do.” 

          What?!?!? Don’t you understand I have 6 other classes that I’m writing or taking finals on?!?! I was hurt. Why? Because I had followed the rules, yes, but had I really given it my all?

          No. I just went through it quickly knowing it was good – but not my best.

 

          So, Spring Term came and I worked almost from the beginning of the term on my final work titled, “The Call”. I put in everything I had learned from every music class over the past two years. All the bells and whistles. Crescendos! Fortes`! Slurs, slides, everything.

          And turned it in and waited. And waited. And waited. Then one day, during finals week, it was there in my mail box!!! Oh man was I excited!

          I opened it and there was the red “A” and a yellow sticky! Now Sister Hunt will tell me how great a job I had done. Now she will recognize my genius (snicker, snicker). And what did the sticky say?

          “This is more like it.”

          What?!?!?! I gave you the best piece of music I had ever written, complete with all the symbols and notes and all you can say is “This is more like it.”

          Yes!! Why? Because neither she nor Jerry ever expected me to produce just “A” work, they wanted my best! And they would not and did not accept anything less!

          So, you tell me, do you have a mentor who encourages you but will not accept anything less than your best? Then find one! The hymn says it best.

 

“Give of your best to the Master; give of the strength of your youth;

Throw your soul’s fresh glowing ardor into the battle for truth.”

 

                                                                         

                                                                                             "SEEING THE WORD COME TO LIFE"...............                                       March 27, 2018

                                         

I am the good shepherd, and know my sheep, and am known of mine. John 10:14

 

          I am reflecting on the post from the church, Desert Hills Baptist Church, on Facebook. I had the opportunity to see this passage of scripture come to life while stationed in Spain.

          When I was there in the early 70’s, I was told that a flock of sheep had the right of way, no matter where. So, one weekend I was working as Flightline Supervisor at least three, if not four, flocks of sheep gathered in the middle ground between and on the taxiway and the runway grazing.

          I could see that the flocks had mingled as the shepherds gathered off to one side chatting with the dogs laying at their feet. Then one of the shepherds waved to the others, whistled for his dog and called his sheep.

          Amazingly those sheep who knew his voice got up from resting or eating and began to follow him. The other shepherds also went different directions and began calling their own sheep and the sheep were obedient to their master’s voice!

          Just so Jesus is not just a shepherd, but He is the “Good Shepherd”. He calls to us through His Word and we are known by Him and we know Him!

          

          As a young Christian it was wonderful to have seen the Word Come To Life!




  

                                                                                    "WHO'S IN CONTROL?"...............                                                 March 20, 2018

 

Galatians 5:25 If we live by the Spirit, let us also walk by the Spirit.

 

          In talking about people needing to control so many things in their lives, running hectically from here to there, it reminded me of those guys that would come on the Ed Sullivan show that would spin plates on skinny poles. They would get one up and spinning, then two, and a third, but pretty quick he would have to go back to #1 and put some more spin on it before it fell off. I’m sure you are getting the picture.

          At some point in the act the man would have 15 or 20 plates all spinning on their poles and he was running around like a chicken with its head cut off trying to keep up with all of them. And then disaster would strike! He would run to rescue a plate but it would fall and as he was diving to catch it before breaking, another would slow down to the point it was falling off and then it was like dominoes falling.

          Want another picture of control? (You know I like “visual” aides). Picture a room with the floor completely covered with mousetraps. They are all set and all have a single Ping-Pong ball placed on the bait trap. 

          You throw in one Ping-Pong ball and it is like popcorn. One goes off, launching its ball into the air, then another and another until total chaos reigns with snapping traps, balls bouncing everywhere until the last trap releases and the ball stop bouncing.

          Now imagine trying to scurry around the room with a small net trying to catch the balls before they set off others and watching your own feet so you do not dislodge a trap or its ball. If one could do it, that would be control!

          Spirit led. An evangelist was conducting meetings and had been scheduled to be at the event for a week. Every day, though, it seemed that he got sicker and sicker. Barely making it to the platform to speak and although people responded to the call of God, he would almost collapse into the motel bed after services.

          He prayed constantly asking God to heal him yet whatever the malady was, it continued. He tried everything, aspirin, pain meds, Nyquil, everything – but nothing worked. Finally he asked God what was going on?

          He told us that he felt God speaking to him and asking just one question, “Did I tell you to come here?” “But, Lord, I’m an evangelist! This is what I do!”

          “Did I tell you to come here?” was all he heard in reply. He searched his own heart and realized that while it was in God’s service he was evangelizing, he had not sought the Lord about where he was to go! He would just book events as he felt led.

          He asked forgiveness for getting ahead of God and by morning the illness that had plagued him was gone! He finished the meetings but to date, he seeks the Lord’s leading when the requests come in.

          We are to be led by the Spirit, not the other way around. We are not supposed to out and start things and then ask or expect the Lord to bless it! Find out His will and you may find yourself a lot calmer.

 
 


                                                                                                "PATHFINDER OF THE SEAS",,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,                                          March 13, 2018


Psalm 8:8 The fowl of the air, and the fish of the sea, and whatsoever passeth through the paths of the seas.

         

           I love science! I love men of God who find the secrets of this world in the Word! Example? Matthew Maury, who is called “Pathfinder of the Seas” and the “Benefactor of Mankind”. 

          A naval man who, due to injuries, was confined to a desk job in the early 1800’s. But this man knew the Word! Psalm 8 says, “The fowl of the air, and the fish of the sea, and whatsoever passeth through the paths of the seas.” It was he who read the Word, believed and began to compare the logs of ships and brought forth the idea that there were “rivers” or “paths” in the oceans and in the air (winds) which made the Atlantic transit (in the 1800’s) faster, ergo cheaper.

          In the 1700’s it took an average of 6 weeks to cross the Atlantic. After applying the principles Maury gained through his studies of ships’ logs and charts, the cross could be made in 14 days! An amazing thought brought to light because a man believed the Word!

          His monument has this: 

·  M F Maury's monument with text "Pathfinder of the Seas" (Matthew Fontaine Maury) monument; Monument Avenue, Richmond, Virginia (west end of Monument Avenue) 

·  The inscription reads: "Matthew Fontaine Maury, Pathfinder of the Seas, the genius who first snatched from the oceans and atmosphere the secret of their laws. His inspiration, Holy Writ, Psalm 8:8; Ecclesiastes 1:6." 

·  In his right hand is a pencil and the compass. 

·  In his left hand is his Winds and Currents Charts 

·  Leaning against the chair is the Bible that he used constantly for his explorations.

 
 

                                                                                                                ”ANSWERING THE CALL OF GOD”.........                                                   February 6, 2018 

          The Call of God on one’s life. That call that exceeds the Call of Salvation – it is the Call of Purpose. In the 1990’s I was a teacher (senior high) at a Christian Academy that used the Accelerated Christian Education program. I was privileged to speak at a chapel and I was prepared for it.

          I was in a nice shirt and tie, dark pants (Wednesdays everyone dressed for church) but I was barefoot. No socks, no shoes. Just Pastor Mario’s 13EEE’s flapping on the floor. Were they giggling? You bet! And that was the other staff! The kids, especially those from my class were howling and pointing.

          Then I told them the story of Rees Howells – The Intercessor (I recommend his biography). Rees Howells was a young man who worked all day in the mines in Wales and would walk many miles at night to attend Bible Studies in other cities.

          One night as he was walking and praying, his custom was to remove his hat while he prayed, he said that he felt the Holy Spirit speak to him and tell him if he wanted a life of power in the Lord, he would have to make the decision within 24 hours. Otherwise Rees could just be a common Christian.

          Rees said that it was not a problem as he wanted to see the power of God moving so he told the Holy Spirit that he agreed. The Holy Spirit moved on him but one thing happened; when Rees went to put his hat on as he went on his way the Spirit forbid him. In no uncertain terms Rees knew that the Spirit had spoken to him and would not allow him to cover his head!

          This was in the early 1900’s and custom dictated, in Great Britain, it was unseemly for a gentleman to appear in public without a hat on! So Rees went hatless and God moved through him through his intercessory prayers. Ofttimes when he would arrive in a city to speak or lead prayer, the leaders of the church groups would greet him and try to offer him spare hats or even volunteering to buy him a new one.

          He always, always refused and God answered his prayers. To make the children understand what a social oddity this was, I taught chapel barefoot. I asked them if I looked ridiculous? YES! They shouted at me. Do I look foolish? Again they all shouted YES!

          That is what it was like for Rees Howells to appear in public in early 20th century England without a hat! Now what impact did he have? Many have credited his intercession of prayer and the prayer group he started, to be a decisive factor in the victory over Nazi German in WWII. Those crediting Howell’s intercessory prayer being a decisive force includes Haile Selassie I, the Emperor of Ethiopia until 1974.

          I believe you could say the Rees Howells answered the question of his first priority being God’s will with a resounding Yes!

 

  

                                                                                    “LITTLE IS MUCH!”……………….                                                                  February 27, 2018

It was nearing the end of school June 1977. I had accepted an offer from a small church in Edgerton, WY as summer Youth Pastor and I had enough money to get there but my car was in desperate need of tires.

As I was coming out of the library [there’s a miracle – Mario actually studying!] one of my best friends asked me to step out into the parking lot where he could talk to me. My thought was, “Guess I’m going to get rebuked for something.”

Wes said that he had just gotten approved by the VA to attend our college and had sent him back pay and he said he asked God what to do with his tithe. Wes said God told him, “Give it to Mario” and with that Wes handed me a one hundred dollar bill [remember how much that was in 1977!] and said, “God said yes so you can’t say no.”

I had told no one of my need! No one knew I needed tires – except God! I gratefully took the money and that afternoon I went down to the tire shop and had re-treads [what are those Mario?] and I was able to get all 4 tires re-treaded and it cost $89.90 – you know where the $10.10 went! It went into the offering as my tithe on the tithe!

Why do I mention his name, Wes? Because this man listened to God in the hour of my need. He stood at my wedding to Bonny and we have stayed in touch these 40+ years and over the last year or so, taking care of Dad's estate in Washington, Bonny and I have spent with him and his family in the Seattle area.

He is STILL a man of faith with a woman of faith at his side and 4 wonderful children. God is good . . . 
 
 


                                                                                          "OUR IDENTITY"........................                                                          February 20, 2018 

Colossians 3:1-3 If ye then be risen with Christ, seek those things which are above, where Christ sitteth on the right hand of God. Set your affection on things above, not on things on the earth. For ye are dead, and your life is hid with Christ in God.

 

Ephesians 6:17a And take the helmet of salvation,

 

I Thessalonians 5:8 and for an helmet, the hope of salvation.

 

          How do we identify ourselves? When I was in the Air Force I carried a helmet when I worked on the perimeter of the base. It was the typical American military forces helmet and was easily recognizable.

          It was different than the helmets of other nations or armies. I could tell an American G.I. from a North Vietnamese regular army troop. During World War II, it was easy to distinguish between an American, German, Japanese, English, or French soldier’s helmets.

          Those helmets identified you as a member of that nation’s army. That was how you were known and to which country your allegiance was to.

          When I was working in the oilfield as a contract hand for Packard Inc., I wore a yellow, hard plastic hardhat with the company insignia on the front. As I moved on to work for Shell Oil Co., I was given an aluminum hardhat with the Shell decal that let people know I worked for Shell.

          There was a myriad of companies in the oilfield and the colors ranged from blues to greens, yellows, browns, reds, and aluminum. Gulf, Texaco, H&B contractors, Brown and Root, Chevron, etc. all had hats with their own color and decal to show the company.

          

          Paul tells the believers at Colossae who their (and ours as believers) identify is hid in – Christ. Then he writes to the Christians at Ephesus and Thessalonica concerning the helmet of Salvation.

          That helmet, which every believer is given, helps to identify us to both God and to the enemy! It goes before us as a beacon telling the spirit realm that we have been saved by the blood of Jesus Christ and we belong to Him!

          Just like the thousands of different oilfield workers seeing my Shell hardhat knew immediately who I represented, the helmet of Salvation announces who I represent and to Whom I belong.

          That is your identity Christian – blood bought and purchased by the perfect Lamb of God, Jesus the Christ. So now, when someone asks, “Who are you?”, you can give the answer!



                                                                                                   

                                                                                            "COMPLACENCY"                                                         February 13, 2018



          I am a graduate of the Idaho Corrections Academy 90-1A from September 1989. We were the largest graduating class, 125 Corrections Officers, as Idaho was opening its new maximum-security prison. My friend Matt Slover and I were going to be assigned to the mixed men and women’s prison in Orofino after graduation.

          

          Around my six-month anniversary of being on the job, I was working the women’s unit and they were coming back from chow. I singled out 4 or 5 to “pat down”. As I finished with the last one she turned and looked at me and said, “If I had anything on me you wouldn’t have found it with that search.”

          

          What?!?!?!? I went back to my office and did some introspection. I wrote a letter to the director of the academy (a retired Air Force colonel and I had a great relationship with him) and one of the other staff members who had been instrumental in my training.

          

           I told them that what the inmate had said was like a bucket of cold water thrown in my face. I had become complacent. It wasn’t like dereliction of duty but my search was perfunctory at best, just enough that if she had been carrying a machine gun I might have found it.

         

           It is easy to get complacent about searches, count, radio procedures, checking locks. You’re in a rush to get things done on your shift so maybe you take a shortcut. You don’t look as hard as you would have fresh out of the academy.

          

           We had a lot of transfers in and out of the institution as you can imagine. We also would hold folks overnight for transport to and from other state facilities as well as counties. 

          

           Every time an inmate came into the institution they were strip searched and their clothing was searched. When they left they were strip searched again. One morning as we had a bunch that were getting ready to board the bus, a friend of mine was searching an inmate’s state issued shoes and discovered $1200! That’s right, twelve, $100 bills rolled into a small tube tucked into the toe of the shoe! I was there working the electronic doors keeping a visual on activity.

          

           He was flabbergasted at what he found. Do you know why? He was the one who had searched the same inmate the night before when he had come in! The inmate had no contact with any other inmates in the prison and had been placed in a cell that had been thoroughly searched before placing him in it.

         

           Complacency. Forgetting to make a note for the next shift about something that happened during your shift. Not using proper technique when searching an inmate, their cell, or common areas. Not putting handcuffs on tight enough. It is simple things.

          

           Complacency in our Christian walk? Are we as excited now as we were the day we were saved? Do we take the same level of joy in sharing the Gospel that we used to? Is church a place of worshipping the Lord or is it a duty?

          

           Get up, have a cup of coffee, eat a tired breakfast sandwich, get dressed, jump in the car and go to church. Sit through Sunday School, check the time, then head into the sanctuary for worship service. Sing the songs, check what time it is, watch the plates come around for offering, check the watch, listen to Pastor pray, check the watch and wonder where you’ll go for lunch.

          

           Sermon time! Check the watch, . . .

          

           Do not become complacent in your walk with Christ! Do not become complacent in your relationship with the Brothers and Sisters! Do not let the Word become just a set of random self-affirmation statements! Do not let the invitation time become a signal to gather your belongings so you can head out the door and beat the crowd to the restaurant!

         

           Do not become complacent!

 


 
                                                                                            "THERE ARE STILL NO COINCIDENCES!".........                                    February 6, 2018

 

          It was summer of 1974 and I was coming back to the states on leave. I flew civilian air line from my base at Zaragoza, Spain to Madrid and then went to Torrejon Air Base and planned on catching a “hop” to the states.

          I checked into the BOQ [Bachelor Officer’s Quarters] and then called the tower to find out when the next aircraft would be flying to Pease, N.H. I was told it would be 2 or three days later so I prepared myself for a couple day stay.

          I saw that there were another airman’s things on the bunk next to mine and in those days I carried several of the old Chick Tracts – “This was your life!” and others. I put one in the shared bathroom [with the guys next door] and displayed some on my bunk around my Bible and prayed that I would have a chance to witness to my roommate.

          I was in the bathroom and I heard him come in and I grabbed a tract and as I entered the room we both presented each other with a tract! This was a Brother in Christ! His name was Harry Cometo and we began to share with each other.

          Another couple young men came in and we all decided to go bowling. As we introduced ourselves and what we did, Harry said that he was a Crew Chief on a KC-135 – an Air Force refueler. As the other guys said who they were Harry asked me where I was going and when.

          I told him I was headed to Pease [my parents lived an hour and a half from the base] but there weren’t any flights scheduled for at least 2 if not three days. One of the other men said, “Hey I’m a Crew Chief on a 135 and we’re headed to Pease in the morning. We’ve got room and I’ll clear it with my skipper.”

          So for the cost of a .92 box lunch not only did I get a ride to home earlier than I thought, but the cockpit crew were men that I had bowled and played softball against at Pease before I got transferred to Spain! [You know I’m going to say it! “No coincidences!”]

 

          That is not the end of the story! Not only am I coming home a couple days early and I know the crew, but I had the privilege of sitting in the co-pilot’s chair and hold the yoke of the plane! Granted it was on auto pilot, but I can truthfully say that I have “flown” a KC-135!

          [Radio announced voice over!] But wait there’s more!

          When it was time to head back to Spain, my dad dropped me off at the BOQ at Pease and again I checked with the tower and again I was told there was nothing for 2 or three days leaving. A fellow Security Policeman that I worked with in Spain, Fred S. was now at Pease! I had gone down to the Security Police station because many of my friends were there [but they didn’t know I had gotten saved so here was my opportunity!] and Fred was on duty and saw me and asked what I was doing there.

          I told him I was headed back but there was nothing leaving. He said, “Let’s check anyway.” Fred! There’s nothing leaving! “Let’s check anyway.” Okay, I’ve got nothing to lose.

          We went to the tower and Fred asked if there were any 135’s headed for Spain and – c’mon you can guess! That next morning I was on a flight headed back to Spain! I didn’t drive the aircraft this time, but I did lay down in the belly where the “boomer” [that’s the airman who drops the “boom” and matches it to the jets who need to refuel] laid down and I got to play with the controls a bit.

                                                 Coincidences? Not hardly, not hardly – because God is good . . .! (I can hear the echo in your mind!)

 


                                                                                         "KEEP READING".................                                                  January 30, 2018
                                                                                                 

                                                                                                      Psalm 34:19a Many are the afflictions of the righteous:

          “Yes, Brother Mario, many are the afflictions of the righteous!” I have heard that for almost my entire Christian life (almost 45 years so far!) from many

well-meaning brothers and sisters.

          I heard it as a Sunday School teacher, as a pastor, as a minister in general – I have heard it and heard it. It is almost an excuse for us to drop our heads and slowly shake them back and forth as we sigh.

          Keep reading!!! Did you notice when I put in the scripture reference I included the letter “a”? That means I am only quoting the first part of the verse!!! Only the first part! Look at the rest of the verse –

          “but the Lord delivereth him out of them all.” I would put that all in bold and caps but I don’t want you to think I am yelling at you! I want us to keep reading!

          Do we have “afflictions” (troubles, ills, tests, trials)? Absolutely! “But . . .” I teach that when you make a statement and follow it with “But . . .” it usually means “forget what I just said!”

          Have you heard someone say, “I love you but . . .” and you know what comes next is not “love”. “I knew it was wrong, but . . .” and that person is about to give themselves an excuse for doing the wrong thing.

          So then, the psalmist tells us that yes, we will have and face afflictions – BUT God will deliver us from them all. As pastor has said, and many others before him, when we are tempted God will provide a way out!

          So, the next time someone says, “Many are the afflictions of the righteous:” be sure to follow it up by saying “Keep reading! but the Lord delivereth him out of them all.”

          Wait! There’s more to “keep reading”.

          “But as it is written, Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him.” I Corinthians 2:9

          How easy it is just to quote that verse when we are at a loss how to help someone. The Apostle Paul, here, is quoting from Isaiah 64:4, “For since the beginning of the world men have not heard, nor perceived by the ear, neither hath the eye seen, O God, beside thee, what he hath prepared for him that waiteth for him.”

          See, Mario, that settles it! The New Testament is agreeing with the Old Testament.

          Hold that thought.

          Keep reading!! Verse 10 of I Corinthians 2 says this, “But God hath revealed them unto us by his Spirit: for the Spirit searcheth all things, yea, the deep things of God.”

          So, now the question for us is, have we asked the Holy Spirit what God wants to reveal to us (individually)? And how can we find out? Just praying, “Okay Lord, show me something!”?

          No, just like I have tried to do with this beginning thought of my stories, there are no coincidences for the Christian! Look around you and ask God to reveal Himself in everyday things!

          Read His Word! The Word is filled with no coincidences! Do we think Phillip just decided, “I think I’ll take a walk into the desert just because!”? No, the Spirit moved on him.

          Imagine Moses wandering around and seeing the burning bush and then thinking, “That’s cool, I’d like to get closer but I’ve got other things to do so I’ll just bust out of here.”

          Jonah and the whale. Coincidence? Yeah, sure. Freak storm. “Hey guys, just throw me overboard! Wow!!! Look at the size of the whale! Maybe I’ll just slide down inside it and see what flavor of seaweed is there.”

                                           So, look for God, read His Word, pray that He would reveal Himself to you and when He does – tell people!

 





                                                                                             "BULLIES"..............                                                                     January 23, 2018

                                        I Peter 5:8 “Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour:”

          School bully? Let me tell you a story. In my freshman year of high school I was plagued by Victor Q. Incessant teasing, name calling, tripping, you know the drill. Well summer came and we did not see each other at all. I had gone out for JV football (summer of ‘66) and we had two-a-days for about 3 weeks before the start of school.

          I also had a growth spurt. I went from 5’6” to almost 6’2” in less than a year. Didn’t put on a lot of weight, but boy howdy did I get tall! I did not realize what the two-a-days were doing to me physically.

          I was running, exercising and being part of a team.

          On the first day of the school year I was sitting at a desk waiting for class to start. In walked Victor and he thumped me on the back of my head and said, “What’s up Smith?!?!?” (snickering). I stood up and realized that I now towered over Victor!

          I looked “down” at him and said, “Not much Q.” (using his last name). At the same time several of the Varsity line stood up and gathered around me and asked if everything was all right. (Our Varsity line at Brunswick High School, ME averaged 250 pounds and they were either lobstermen’s sons [ever lift a full lobster trap?] or their fathers were potato farmers [can you say 50-100 pound boxes of taters?].)

          Victor had not gained one inch that summer and now not only was I “bigger” than the bully, but the “big boys” were my friends! So much for Victor’s power and control over me!

          Bringing it to today. How often are we, Christians, bullied by the enemy? Pastor Scott is discipling our church on Wednesdays and his teaching many times is about how to overcome by growing in the Lord!

          Stop letting the enemy bully you! Learn to recognize his tricks! He sneaks around and whispers in the ear hoping that a Christian will give him entrance!

          Like I did physically, we need to grow up spiritually to be the man or woman of God! Hear what the Word says: “This I say then, Walk in the Spirit, and ye shall not fulfil the lust of the flesh.” Galatians 5:16

                                          “As newborn babes, desire the sincere milk of the word, that ye may grow thereby:” I Peter 2:2

  

 

                                                                                                                    "JOHNNY B. MEETS GOD".......                                                           January 16, 2018

Romans 10:10-15

 

          Let me tell you a story of “Johnny B.”. He was in the Security Police as was I. When I first met him he was the most foul-mouthed, unregenerate person I had ever met.  He bragged about his exploits in drinking and carousing.  Jeff, a Christian brother, every morning at guard mount would say to him “Hey Johnny, Jesus loves you.”  Johnny would usually just curse at him or tell ungodly jokes to Jeff.  But Jeff never gave up.

          And there was the one Sunday evening we of the Zaragoza Baptist Fellowship were all at the little Spanish church in downtown Zaragoza, Spain, having service. A few minutes into the service we could hear the doors open.  We all turned to see who was coming in and it was Johnny and his wife.  Most of us were speechless as he and wife came down the aisle and sat down in one of the pews.

          After service we all went to pastor’s apartment for pot luck.  Ron (our Pastor) and his wife and kids, Jim D. and his family, Charlie, ten or so of us single guys, teens and Johnny and his wife met in the apartment.  After dinner the ladies took Johnny’s wife to pastor’s bedroom and all the men went into the living room with Johnny.

          Johnny was sitting in an easy chair and we gathered around him. Charlie, kneeling in front of him, put his hands on Johnny’s knees and told him how just a few weeks ago he had sat in that very chair and received Jesus into his heart.

          The upshot was Johnny got saved that night.  The next day Johnny went into the base radio station (where we had live feed from the US) and turned off the live feed!  People were used to Johnny getting on the radio and making announcements for upcoming events on base. 

          He started off with something like this, “This is Johnny B. and I just want to tell everyone that last night I got saved!”  He continued to tell his story of how the Savior came into his and his wife’s hearts that evening before and saved them.

          It was unbelievable!  Everyone knew Johnny!  If someone as hard-hearted as Johnny could get saved, if someone as sinful as Johnny could give his heart to God, then so could others.  And people got saved because God changed Johnny.

 



                                                                                                                     “LIGHT”................                                                               January 9, 2018

John 1:4-5: In him was life; and the life was the light of men. And the light shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not.

At the end of our young people presenting “A Charlie Brown Christmas” Pastor Scott explained how Jesus is the Light of the World but the World does not want light – the world would much rather stay in darkness.

Many years ago, when Bonny and I were Assistant Pastors, our Pastor, Sam, received a call one Sunday afternoon from one of the congregation, Vi. She and her husband had been coming but he was battling alcohol addiction.

That Sunday afternoon he had taken her to one of the bars in the lower parish (Plaquemines) so he could drink. She called pastor to come get her and he called me to go with him.

As we walked into that bar (it had been many years since I had gone into a bar intentionally!) it was early afternoon and as the door began to close, the outside light dimmed until it was gone and it got dark. I mean, couldn’t hardly see my hand in front of my face dark!

Oh, there were a couple lights here and there, but coming from the bright Louisiana sunshine into that dark (physically and spiritually) bar, my body cried out for light!

As Pastor Sam and I sat talking with Vi and her husband (he did not want her to leave) every time someone came in the door and sunlight would stream in I wanted to run to it and out that door!

Yet the patrons in that bar would just blink at the light and wait for the door to shut so they could return to the darkness.

The darkness in this world should bother us.  What did Paul tell us in II Corinthians 4:4? “In whom the god of this world hath blinded the minds of them which believe not, lest the light of the glorious gospel of Christ, who is the image of God, should shine unto them.”

Not just that the enemy has blinded our friends and family members to the Light of Christ, but that there is a spiritual darkness all around us! So, what should we do?

Ephesians 5:8 “For ye were sometimes darkness, but now are ye light in the Lord: walk as children of light:”

Ephesians 5:14 “Wherefore he saith, Awake thou that sleepest, and arise from the dead, and Christ shall give thee light.”

We did leave after ten or 15 minutes and took our sister with us. Her husband was angry, he was mad, but he made no move to stop us. And the light was wonderful!

Do you walk in the Light? Has Jesus given you Light? Then remember that wherever you go, whatever you do, as a born-again believer in Jesus you are the light in a sin-darkened world. Pray that His Light surrounds you and affects all within your sight!

  

 
 
                                                                                                  “LOVE DOESN’T KEEP A RECORD”………                                  January 2, 2018 

I Corinthians 13:5 (KJV) Doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil;

(NIV) It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.

 

One of my Brothers from Zaragoza was very generous in lending people money. “Hey Jeff! Can I borrow $5 till payday?”

And almost always the answer was yes.

When Jeff would loan out the money he would get his little black notebook and write their name, the amount and when payday was.

There came a day when Jeff looked in his book and saw that many people owed him money and their promises of paying him did not happen.
He didn’t want to confront them and ruin the relationship they had, but he did want his money back.

He shared with us that he more or less began to complain to God about those in his black book that owed him and what should he do about it?

God led him to I Corinthians 13 – the love chapter of the Bible – and as he was using the New International Version he saw the translation above –
“love keeps no record of wrongs”.

Jeff said he looked hard at that verse and began to think of those he had loaned money to and realized that when they didn’t pay him, he began to have harsh feelings against them.

When he realized what he was doing, he told us that he tore up his little black book and “forgot” the debts and asked the Lord to forgive him for his attitude.

Did he get all of his money back? Not as far as I know, but he did get some of it back. Guys would show up at his door and return the money they had borrowed.

                                                                        “Love keeps no record of wrongs”. For Jeff it was a lesson learned."
                                                                                                                    



                                                                                                    "NEVER SAW THAT BEFORE".................                                     December 26, 2017

                                            John 6:21; Then they willingly received him into the ship: and immediately the ship was at the land whither they went.

          When I was teaching the Gospel of John as a Wednesday night study, I was constantly seeing verses as if for the very first time. Remember Jesus walking on the water to the boat with the disciples who were afraid they would drown? He enters the boat and calms the sea and the winds down. Great miracle!

          Yet I had missed something. John 6:21 “Then they willingly received him into the ship: and immediately the ship was at the land whither they went.”

          My friend, that boat/ship was translated around 3 miles! We know how big the Sea of Galilee was and the Word states they were in the middle of it. That is at least 3 miles from land and yet, as soon as the Master entered the vessel they were “immediately” on the other side at the specific location they were headed to!

          I have known the story from a youth (hello VBS!), preached it, taught it, studied it – but never saw the end of that episode of the story! And yet it is there in plain sight. God’s Word is unfailing! Indeed, His mercies are new every morning!

                                                                                                                       "Be blessed!"




                                                                                                      "CUT ME".........                                                             December 18, 2017

He knew there had to be more

                                             Romans 1:12 That is, that I may be comforted together with you by the mutual faith both of you and me.

          In December 1994 one of my thyroid glands became so swollen it had to be removed. My doctor, Dr. Hamm, came in after the surgery and asked if I would be willing to be interviewed by medical students (training to be doctors) and I told him I would.

          The first young man came in and he is probably a good doctor by now. He was neatly dressed in his white coat, stethoscope around his neck, clip board in one hand and his “satchel” in the other (with a racquet ball racquet poking out).        

          He began his questionnaire (yes, no, when, etc.) very professional. Unfortunately for his as I began answering his questions, the anesthetic began to adversely affect me and I had to grab the garbage can! I looked up and saw the horrified look on his face and I told him,

          “Hey, if you’re going to be a doctor you’d better get used to this!” And Bonny, sitting beside me just nodded in agreement.

          He finished and left us and a few minutes later the other gentleman came in and we believe that he is a GREAT doctor. His tie was askew, white coat unbuttoned, hair messy and clip board loaded with papers going every which way.

          He got to the question asking how many surgeries I had so Bonny and I counted and told him (at that time) we had over a dozen surgeries between us. He asked what they had been and when we answered he asked,

          “After all of these procedures, how can you have the positive attitude you both have?”

          Bonny and I looked at each other and we both said, “It is our faith in God.” And we explained a bit about who we were. His eyes lit up and he said “I am a Catholic and I just got saved and I knew there was more to this!”

          We testified to this young man for almost an hour. And he finally looked at his watch and hurriedly finished the questionnaire and left. I did not get sick at all (that I remember) the entire time we were talking. He walked away blessed with the knowledge that there is more to the Christian life!

          When I was able to return to church (after doc gave me permission) during testimony time I stood up, pulled my shirt collar down so people could see my scar and bandages and I said, “If this is what it takes for me to help bring someone into the Kingdom, CUT ME!”

 



                                                                                                          "I BRING MESSIAH!"..............                                                         December 12, 2017

         In 1987 just after graduating, Bonny and I worked as janitors for the American division of John Labatt called Chef Francisco. We knew all of the Vice Presidents, their secretaries and many of the other office workers. Many just greeted us with a nod or a request for special cleaning when they saw us.

          With Christmas 1987 closing in I asked one of the VP’s (his first name was Ted) secretaries if I could come in and present a “singing Christmas card” to him. She asked what songs I would sing and I told her it would be the first lines of some of the Christmas hymns.

          Then she called in the big boss’ secretary who asked me if I would like to present the song at their company Christmas party. Being the ham that I am I agreed.

          At the same time my pastor asked me to speak one Sunday evening service and I chose the title “I Bring Messiah!” I spoke of how wherever we go as Christians we bring the Lord with us. However, believe it or not, I was a little intimidated about singing in front of all these muckity-mucks from work.

          Bonny reminded me that this might be the first time these people would actually hear the words of the Christmas hymns.

O come, O come, EmmanuelAnd ransom captive IsraelThat mourns in lonely exile hereUntil the Son of God appearRejoice! Rejoice! EmmanuelShall come to thee, O Israel.

God rest you merry, Gentlemen,Let nothing you dismay,Remember Christ our SaviorWas born upon on Christmas Day.To save our souls from Satan's power,When we had gone astray.Oh tidings of comfort and joy comfort and joy!

Oh tidings of comfort and

Joy to the world, the Lord has come!

Let earth receive her King!

Let ev’ry heart prepare Him room

And heav’n and nature sing

And heav’n and nature sing

And heav’n and nature sing

 

          There were other great hymns with these that I sang the first line of that told of Jesus and who He was and the reality of me having the privilege of bringing the Messiah to these people was humbling.

          The day came and I put on my tuxedo and Bonny had on a formal gown and we showed up at the party (which was being held at a local restaurant in a back room). We stood around for a couple minutes with people who saw us every day nodding in our direction but obviously not recognizing us.

          The secretary “dinged” her glass and then said, “Does everyone know who these folk are?” pointing us out. People shook their heads and she said, “These are our janitors Mario and Bonny Smith.”

          Now all of the people’s faces lit up! “Why, of course! They empty our garbage and clean our restrooms. That’s who that is, we just didn’t recognize them all dressed up.”

          She told them I had a special gift for them and I began to sing a Capella. It got so quiet there and the bartender shut off the muzak for the rest of the place so everyone in the restaurant was listening to me.

          After I finished the people outside the room and inside applauded and many came up and congratulated both of us.

          From that time forward until we left and moved to Idaho, when they saw us in their offices or in the halls we would be greeted with, “Hi Mario! Hello Bonny!” Good story huh?

                                      "It also opened opportunities for us to minister to people because they saw our sincerity of our love for Christ!"



                                                                                                    

                                                                                                  "SHELL TESTED"……………                                                December 5, 2017

James 1:2-4 Count it all joy, my brothers, when you meet trials of various kinds, for you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness. And let steadfastness have its full effect, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing.


A friend of mine, a welder by trade, told us how he qualified as “Shell tested”. Shell Oil Co. had one of the most exacting tests for welders and to be declared “Shell tested” would almost guarantee a welder with a job anywhere in the oil field.

Part of the test was to weld two joints of two inch or 2½” pipes together – both being about twenty feet long. The first thing the tester would do is x-ray the pipe and look for any imperfections in the weld itself. If you left a pin hole or a tiny piece of slag in the weld, you had to grind it out and re-weld. Then it was x-rayed again.

If that passed, then one end of the two joined pipes was put into a vise and secured. The tester would attach a come along chain to the other end and using a truck or winch they would pull the pipe into a U shape and beyond – they were testing the strength of the weld! And if your weld held without cracking or breaking, you passed.

                                                                                                                 "Is your weld being tested?"

 

  

 

                                                                                    "THOUGH YOUR SINS BE AS SCARLET".................                                November 28, 2017

“Lay aside the garments that are stained with sin and be washed in the Blood of the Lamb!

There’s a fountain flowing for the soul unclean, Oh, be washed in the Blood of the Lamb!

Are you washed, in the Blood, in the soul cleansing Blood of the Lamb! Are your garments spotless, are they white as snow? 

Oh, be washed in the Blood of the Lamb!”

Isaiah 1:18 Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.

Going to church in Rapid City, South Dakota, one Wednesday night in the early winter, I passed by an unbroken field of freshly fallen show. It was amazing to see! White, pristine, without footsteps, animal tracks or trails.

As I looked on that field the verse from Isaiah came to mind. No matter how what sins I had committed, God had washed my soul in the Blood of the Lamb! My sins, which were as red as red can be, became as white as snow!

I was so excited that when I got to church I went downstairs to where the youth were meeting and shared it with them. When God opens our eyes to something special in His Word, it is hard not to testify of Him!

Many years later I was working at the state juvenile facility and one Sunday morning in the winter, the field across from the campus was white with an unbroken fall of snow.

There were religious volunteers in one of the classrooms we used for services. I knew many of the volunteers and knew that they were of a different religion that despised the cross and the crucifixion itself, but I could hardly contain my excitement and shared with them the verse and how wonderful it was that Jesus washed our sins away.

My testimony was met with blank stares. They did not and could not share in my excitement because they did not understand that they could have their sins washed away by the Blood of the Lamb!

                                                                 "Are your garments spotless? Are they white as snow? Be washed in the Blood of the Lamb!"




                                                                               "LOVE DOESN'T KEEP A RECORD"...........                                                      November 21, 2017

 
I Corinthians 13:5 (KJV) Doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil;
(NIV) It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.

One of my Brothers from Zaragoza was very generous in lending other people money. “Hey Jeff! Can I borrow $5 till payday?” And almost always the answer was yes.
When Jeff would loan out the money he would get his little black notebook and write their name, the amount and when payday was.

There came a day when Jeff looked in his book and saw that many people owed him money and their promises of paying him did not happen. He didn’t want to confront them and ruin the relationship they had, but he did want his money back.

He shared with us that he more or less began to complain to God about those in his black book that owed him and what should he do about it?

God led him to I Corinthians 13 – the love chapter of the Bible – and as he was using the New International Version he saw the translation above – “love keeps no record of wrongs”.

Jeff said he looked hard at that verse and began to think of those he had loaned money to and realized that when they didn’t pay him, he began to have harsh feelings against them.

When he realized what he was doing, he told us that he tore up his little black book and “forgot” the debts and asked the Lord to forgive him for his attitude.

Did he get all of his money back? Not as far as I know, but he did get some of it back. Guys would show up at his door and return the money they had borrowed..

“Love keeps no record of wrongs”. For Jeff it was a lesson learned.

                                                                            "Remember, Love keeps no records" 
 

 
                                                                                        "YOU HAVE THE POWER"..............                                                         November 14, 2017

Acts 1:8 “But ye shall receive power, after that the Holy Ghost is come upon you: and ye shall be witnesses unto me both in Jerusalem, and in all Judaea,
and in Samaria, and unto the uttermost part of the earth.”

I try to find spiritual applications to everyday life and here is one of my favorite lessons the Lord taught me.
One day when I was a roustabout in the oil field, my “pusher” (crew boss) gave me the job of refilling all of the fire extinguishers on an oil platform.
There was probably over a dozen if not many more.

I was given several 50-pound buckets of Ansul powder and dozens of compressed gas chargers. The powder was light blue, sticky when wet,
and was very light so the slightest breeze would cause it to swirl around me light a tornado. By the time I got done I was light blue from nose to toes!

First, I had to take the security tab off of the gas canister (charged at 800 psi), unscrew the lid of the fire extinguisher and pour out the old powder.
(Clouds of powder, clouds.) When that was done I put a large funnel in the tank and poured powder from the bucket into the tank.
(More clouds of powder and because it was hot and I was sweating, I became blue colored and slick.)

After I put the lid back on I would take a new gas cannister, screw it onto the tank and put the security tab on the trigger. Good job Mario!

But as I was working I prayed and asked the Lord to give me an application to this hot, dirty, dusty, work. 

If you encounter a fire and you have a 50-pound bucket of Ansul powder, you can throw handfuls or even small bucketsful of that powder on the fire
do you know what will happen? Nothing! That powder will do nothing when used that way to put out the fire.

However, (and that is an important word!) if you press the trigger on the extinguisher, and engage the gas, you can direct the nozzle at the
fire and the powder comes out with force, creating a cloud of powder that robs the fire of oxygen. No oxygen, no fire!

The powder without power is almost useless! Look again at this verse from Acts - 
“But ye shall receive power, after that the Holy Ghost is come upon you: and ye shall be witnesses unto me . . .”

So, let’s break it down.

What will we receive? Power! 
From Whom? The Holy Spirit! 
Why do we need the Holy Spirit’s power? To be witnesses!
Witnesses of Who? Of our Lord Jesus!
“But I don’t talk very good, Lord!” You know, Moses tried that and God sent him Aaron! God has already empowered you with His Holy Spirit –
the third member of the Trinity. God is already in you to help you witness!
“But I don’t know how to witness!” What “how”? We are talking about Jesus! If He saved you, isn’t that the most wonderful news you have ever had?
Then tell someone what Jesus did! That is witnessing!
“I don’t know what to say!” Again, the most miraculous thing ever to happen to a human has happened to you! Jesus saved you so that you might live
with Him forever! 

How can we not tell people?

God has given us the power to witness! If you are having a problem getting started, ask God to make the Holy Spirit’s power real to you! Ask Him to
provide you opportunities to share your salvation with others.

You have the power! You have the authority! So tell somebody what the Lord has done for you!

                                                                        "Tell somebody what the Lord has done for you!"
 

 

                                                                                          "WHO NEEDS TO SEE?".............                                           November 7, 2017


“At the Cross! At the Cross! Where I first saw the light . . .”Some years ago in Orofino, Idaho, Bonny and I went to our church’s picnic one Saturday for food, fun, fellowship and games. We were all playing volleyball and Pastor Al kept missing the ball almost every time it came his way. Of course, we were all laughing at him

until he grabbed the ball and said,“Hey! I just got brand new glasses with bifocals! I see big ball, little ball, big hands, little hands! I don’t know ball to hit with what

set of hands!” Which only made us laugh the harder!


When I was 16 my folks took me to the eye doctor on the base (Daddy was in the Navy) and the doc put those huge steam punk looking googles on me and asked, “What do you see?”

“Sir, I see a blank white wall.” So, he adjusted them several clicks and with a satisfied look asked, “Now, what do you see?”

“Sir, I see a blank white wall.” So, he adjusted them several clicks again and asked again if I could see anything.

“Sir, I still just see a blank white wall.” He asked me if I was messing with him and I told him no, so with many clicks he said, “Now?”

“I see a blank white wall with some black lines.”

The doctor turned my dad and said, “Chief, your son is blind.”

After more testing it was discovered that my eyesight was 20/450. That means that while normal people (20/20 vision) could see clearly an object at 450 feet, I had to be 20 feet away from it to see the object clearly.

Glasses were ordered and the day my brother and I picked them up at the Base Exchange I was excited to put them on. We went outside to the shuttle bus shelter and I said,

“Julian! I can see the ships!”

“They’ve been there the whole time.” He said.

“Yeah, but now I can see them clearly!”

Where before the ships at the piers were just one gray blob, I could see individual ships, their numbers, the masts, everything!


The apostle Paul wrote in I Corinthians 13:12: “For now we see through a glass, darkly;” 

November 11, 1973. Zaragoza Air Base, Spain, the Base Chapel. The guest speaker was a man by the name of Junior Browning (yes, his first name was “Junior”) and he preached the gospel to a young airman who did not wait for the altar call before practically running to that altar to surrender his life to Christ.

Two dear sisters, Angie Cisco and Kim Thomas sang the invitation, “God’s Final Call” and for me it seemed to be His final call! I responded, repented and received Jesus as my Savior, Lord, and my God. Now my vision was no longer shadowed, blurred or blinded – it was clear!

No “double-vision” as my Pastor, Al, talked about. No more “Big Man Upstairs” that was just some big blob. No, my God made Himself real to me and took away the spiritual blindness!


                                                                                              "To God be the Glory!"



 
 

                                                                                    "TRAINING IN CHRISTIAN PRINCIPLES"...............                                            October 31, 2017

 
Let me tell you a story (I can hear you now, “Oh boy! Story time with Mario!”). In the early 80’s we were attending an Assembly of God in Boothville/Venice, La.
Our Pastor, Anthony Marquez, preached a sermon one Sunday called “Blackberries”. 

          

Our church had experienced growth that stunned the community. It went from a fellowship of 6-10 people to over 200 in less than two years. Anthony applied
some of the same principles that Pastor has spoken of; preaching repentance and seeing people either getting right or leaving because of the “heat”.

          

What does blackberries have to do with anything? I’m glad you asked (snicker, snicker)! Well, one day Anthony and his family were picking blackberries
(they grow wild in Louisiana and abundantly. Usually harvested in April/May) and he said as he was moving through the brush there were times when he
would find handfuls and there were times he would only find one or two.

          

However, he said when he would only find the one or two they were huge! As he began to ponder the situation he felt God speaking to him.
I’ll try and paraphrase. “The Lord began to show me that there are times when the church is flooded with people who come forward to be saved. Then there
are times when no matter how hard I preached there was hardly a response but when someone did come, they became solid Christians.

          

God told me that during those times when growth seemed to plateau, it was the time that we (as a church) needed to disciple the new believers. This was a
time when we needed to train them in Christian principles and to prepare them to minister to the next group of people who would come.”


                                                                                                               "Hmmmmmmm"



 
                                                                                                 "COMPARE YOUR WALK WITH CHRIST"................                                      October 24, 2017

 

          I was talking with one of my cardiac rehab workers Friday while I was doing upper body weights, and I told him about my friend who was a

          body builder and had a life-sized picture of Lou Ferigno’s biceps posted on the wall of his workout space .

          The idea was to compare your arms with “The Hulk’s”. At the time when Ferigno played “The Hulk” his bicep was 22½”! That is almost two feet around!

          Of course, I had to put my arm up for comparison. I was dwarfed!

          Ephesians 5:1 says, “Beye therefore followers of God, as dear children;”

          No less than 19 times in the Gospels Jesus says “Follow Me”. He is our example! We are to compare ourselves to Him!

          The hymn says,

          “Footsteps of Jesus, that make the pathway glow.

          We will follow the steps of Jesus, where ‘ere they go!”

 

          When I was first in college, one of my professors was working (during the summer) on his doctorate at Notre Dame – and he was younger than I was!

          I looked at him and thought, “What is wrong with me? Why don’t I have degrees?”

          First of all, I had spent my first 6 1/3 years after high school in the Air Force and although I could take some classes, my schedule did not

          permit me to go full time.

          Why was I comparing myself with him? The Word says I am to follow Christ, not someone else’s educational program!

          I even compared myself to my pastor in Louisiana. Here he was pastoring a church of over 200 and he hadn’t gone to college at all!

          What was my problem?

          Do not compare your walk with God with anyone else!

          Paul told the Corinthian church, TWICE, to follow him AS he followed Christ!

          We are to compare ourselves with Christ and with the man or woman of God He has called us to be and no one else.


"Why was I comparing myself with him?" 

 

               
                                                                                                               "GOD GETS THE INCREASE"..............                                      October 17, 2017

In the mid 80’s while living in Oregon, Bonny and I went to an event that featured Mike Warnke. Afterwards as we were leaving this young lady (about Bonny’s age) came up and said, “Bonny?”

          Bonny was startled and remembered her name, Gia. It seemed that she and Gia had gone to high school together in Seattle in the 70’s more than 10 years before. Gia was so happy to have run into her and was excited to tell us about her conversion to Christ and she attributed it to watching Bonny’s walk in the Lord.

          I’ve spoken before about people watching Christians and basing their acceptance of Christ on the other person’s walk. Of course Bonny started thinking about all the things she did and said that were not Christian-like, but like many others, Gia was blinded to it.

          All she saw was someone who claimed the name of the Lord and lived it to their best.

          Our testimony is not just in words but deeds as well! When I was in Spain there was one fellow Security Policeman we all witnessed to; Kramer. He was a self-avowed Satanist (I think mostly just to keep the Christians at bay) and told us all in no uncertain terms that he wanted nothing to do with Christ, God, the Bible, etc.

          I rode Patrol with him once and he told me if I wanted to listen to my music I needed to use an ear piece because he didn’t want to listen to it. We all spent many hours praying for Kramer but it seemed the harder we prayed the further it drove him away.

          After I came back to the states I was talking with one of the brothers, James, who was still in Spain. He was telling me how everyone was doing and then he told me that something exciting had happened to Kramer.

          They were on patrol one afternoon and James said he looked at Kramer and just said (paraphrase), “Isn’t it about time you gave your heart to Jesus?” and Kramer said yes!

                                                             "Plowing, planting, weeding, watering, but again God gets the increase!"

 

                                                                                                  "AND NOW FOR THE REST OF THE STORY".................                             October 10, 2017


As Paul Harvey was famous for saying, “And now, the rest of the story!”

 

          I left Zaragoza and the fellowship in July of 1975 for my next duty station in Rapid City, S.D. I wrote a few letters and sent a box of tracks and literature to the brothers back in Spain, but as time went on and the years passed I lost track of my friends.

          Sometime in the 90’s I was able to find my old pastor, Ron Waggoner, in a web search. As we caught up with each other and how his family was doing I asked him about some of the brothers and sisters from Spain and he started getting really excited.

          Our little fellowship, which had about 100 people attending on an average Sunday, had launched ministries! As a matter of fact, out of 100 attending, Pastor Ron told me there were at least 22 or 23 FAMILIES in full time ministry (as I was at the time)!

          Brother Ray, the man who watched John Bickett for 6 months telling God if John stayed “saved” for six months, then he too would receive Christ – and he did!, was an evangelist. 

          One young man who had married on of Ron’s daughters, Charles Morris was in the ministry (he had been here in Las Vegas for a few years). Another, Ken, and his wife pastored in Kansas City and have even bers of the Spanish Baptist Pastor and they pioneered a work in Dodge City and are there to this day! There were many more stories of exciting ministry that had been birthed out of that little fellowship in the mid 70’s Zaragoza, Spain.

          Acts 8:4 “Therefore they that were scattered abroad went every where preaching the word.”

          Just as those who were transferred out just before I arrived, we were sent out, whether to a new base or to discharge and the Word of God was brought with us!

          So now, take a good look around some Sunday morning or Wednesday night. Who has stepped forward to answer the call to ministry? Have you been called? Look in the balcony and pray for the youth that God would call them and that they would respond!

 

                                                                                        "What ministries is God birthing at Desert Hills right now?"

 

 

                                                                                                 "MISSIONARY IN THE MISSION FIELD"..............                                                  October 3rd, 2017 


“Wherever there is sin, there is a mission field and the Christian nearest it is a Missionary”
 Bob Harrington, Chaplain of Bourbon Street, quoting one of his seminary professors.

          Paul the Apostle makes his plea to have his case heard by Caesar and unwittingly the Roman government sent him into the mission field! 

          When I arrived at Zaragoza Air Base, Spain, in August of 1973, I had just missed a great revival on the base. When I came there were two families, the Smith’s and the Cisco’s, a half dozen teens and a couple airmen.

          When the revival came, by way of a missionary who preached the Word to the men and women servicemen and to the families, the base commander, a full colonel, and one of the chaplains were among the dozens that were gloriously saved!

          It started to have an impact on this small base (about 700 permanent party Air Force folk but every 90 days the Air Force sent air wings for training so that was another 100-200 people coming from bases in Italy, Germany, England, and Turkey) and the Word was being preached, the lost were being evangelized and saved!

          The Air Force, in its infinite wisdom, decided that too many “religious” things were happening so orders were cut and people (Christians for the most part) were transferred out to other bases. Christians being sent to new mission fields!

          During the time I was there, several Security Police were sent to a little radar site in southern Spain, Moron Air Base. It was a joint Air Force and Navy site with about 125 permanent party personnel.

          They were sent there while Zaragoza Baptist Fellowship was in revival AGAIN! One young believer was asked to go to Moron and he said, “Why should I go when we are having revival?!?” and said “no.”

          Out of over 100 Security Policemen, the supervisors came back to him, the only person they asked twice. And he told the church, after he returned, “My brain was saying ‘No.’ but my mouth said, ‘Yes!’.” And he went.

          When he arrived, he was the only saved person, as far as he could tell. Then one day at the post office he saw a 3X5 card announcing a Bible study at a house. He went to the house and there was a young couple who had just gotten saved right before they were sent to Spain.

          They knew nothing about the Word and even though this young man had only been saved about a year, they wrung him dry! They wanted to know everything he knew. So he told them.

          Meetings began being held on the base and people began to come and hear the Word. A local missionary came on base and taught the people, the Airman from Zaragoza showed them what he knew from the Word.

          He returned to Zaragoza after 90 days and was back in fellowship. As the church was kicked off base (the new chaplain didn’t like the competition! We were teaching the youth of the base scriptural principles but the chaplain was giving them cookies, pop and playing games) we were meeting at the Spanish Baptist Church downtown.

          A few months after he returned the church, once again, was in revival! (Common theme) One night a lady from the fellowship of believers in Moron, came into that Spanish church and when she introduced herself (and her 9 children) everyone was curious as to why she had come all that way.

          Pointing at the young man she said, “We’re here because of him!” and went on to tell us that over half the people on the base (civilians and military people) had received Christ!

          Because of the Airman? No, because God moved upon the government to send this young man with a testimony to a group of people who needed to hear the Word!

                                                              "Are you where you are because God placed you there?"



  
                                                                                                     "HERE'S A GOOD ONE"...........                                                       September 19th, 2017

I was a Corrections Officer for the state of Idaho. My friend and I published a bulletin, for the prison, entitled “Getting to Know You.” because of our high turnover rate. It was not unusual to have as many as 6 or 7 new officer’s in a month, almost 10% of a staff of one hundred.

 

We provided news and general info about new and old staff as well as interviewing the Director of Prisons and our own Deputy Warden, Pam Sonnen. When I interviewed Pam I asked, “If there was one thing you could tell all of us at the same time, what would it be?”

 

She gave, to me still, one of the best pieces of employer to employee advice I’ve ever heard. “Please come talk to me before I have to fire you.”

 

Understand the pressure Corrections Officers face, low pay, working with the worst people in the state, long hours, over time [in my first year at the prison I had 7 full weeks off and did not use 1 hour of vacation – that’s how much OT I had because we didn’t get pay, we got comp hours], and having administration and supervisors looking over your shoulder and questioning almost every decision you made.

 

So many times people were susceptible to whisperings of inmates. “Hey Boss! When you leave would you drop this letter off on your way home? I missed mail call.” “Officer Smith, can I get a cup of your coffee?” “My! Don’t you look nice Ms. So-and-so!” as the inmate flicks an imaginary piece of lint from the uniform.

 

Yes, simple things. Until you realize they are just a prelude to something bigger.

 

“Please come talk to me before I have to fire you.” Pam told me almost without exception she could rescue an officer at the brink of being fired if they would only come talk to her!

 

Spiritual application: “Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.” Isaiah 1:18

 

My little children, these things write I unto you, that ye sin not. And if any man sin, we have an advocate with the Father, Jesus Christ the righteous:” I John 2:1

 

                                                 Sounds like good advice from God, ““Please come talk to me before I have to discipline you.”

 

 
                                                                                                          "FEEL FREE TO LAUGH...........                                              September 13th, 2017  


Luke 6:38 “Give, and it shall be given unto you; goodmeasure, pressed down, and shaken together, and running over, shall men give into your bosom. For with the same measure that ye mete withal it shall be measured to you again.” 

          I can relate to this verse! And of course there is a story. 

          When Bonny and I were Freshmen in college we had one teacher who was chronically late. 5, ten, even 15 minutes late every time! Often I would lead the class in testimony to fill the gap.   

          I worked at a nicer local restaurant that had a bar inside. On Friday and Saturday nights I would hear a knock on the little door under my drying table and I would open it and grab a very clean 5 gallon bucket and fill it with fresh ice.

          As I was sharing this with the class I told them I was often reminded of this verse, “Good measure, pressed down, shaken together.” which is what I would do to the bucket of ice. In the middle of the story our professor walked in.

          When I got done I asked, “Brother Simmons, can you relate to this verse?”

          “Brother, the only time I can relate to this verse is when I watch you eat!”

                                                          

                                                                                          "Feel free to laugh, feel free (because I did!)."

 

 
                                                                                                  "WHITE WALLS"...........                                       September 5th, 2017

As Pastor Scott was speaking about Paul calling the High Priest a “whited wall” in Acts 23:3 (just covering up the rot) I thought about the time I was stationed at Williams Air Base, AZ in 1970 and living in WWII barracks as a Security Policeman.

          It seemed that every year the Civil Engineering squadron would tour our barracks and condemn it. Within a couple days we (Security Police) would receive gallons of paint (usually white or grey) and we would paint the barracks top to bottom.

          A week later C.E. would come and “inspect” our barracks and before you could say “General Curtis E. LeMay” (Chief of Staff of the Air Force 1961-1965) our barracks passed inspection! It was no longer condemned (that is until the next inspection!).

          Indeed they were “whited walls”. Looked all nice and new on the outside, but the inside was filled with rot, mold, and decay.

          Many times the world looks like that. Shiny, blingy, flashing attractive lights or clothing, yet on the inside it is death, decay and rot.

          Don’t be fooled by how nice something – even ideas! looks on the outside! Check under the hood, kick the tires, and look for signs of a cover up!


                                                                                  "Ask the Lord to show you the truth of the matter! Test the “spirit”!

 

                                                          
                                                              "SEARCH LIGHT...A BOAT, THE FOG, TRAVELING AT NIGHT, AND FAITH"..........                  August 15, 2017 


One morning, after working as fire watch all night in the oil field, I was piloting my Jo boat (30 foot workboat) back to the dock. It was still dark and it was very foggy. You couldn’t hardly see 20-30 feet ahead of you. It was normally a thirty minute ride from the warehouse to the dock through the canals going by the wells and other facilities. It was so foggy that even passing within 50 feet of a platform I was unable to see the lights of that platform and that 30 minute trip took a couple hours. The way through the canals there were pilings every 50-100 yards along the route on my right side. As long as I stayed to the left of the pilings I would be in the channel and didn’t have to worry about sandbars or running aground. The pilings had very wide strips of reflective tape towards the top to help guide the boat drivers. But the fog was so thick it was hard to see from one piling to the next! I kept the boat at idling speed (just in case I did hit a sand bar or land it wouldn’t be at full speed!) and I used the spot light on top of the cabin to search out the next piling on my trip home. Often I would spot a piling and slowly go past all the while desperately flashing the beam back and forth trying to find the next one. Many times I would lose “sight” of the last piling but still not be able to see the next one. Yet I knew that there would be another one somewhere up ahead and each time when I felt the most anxious, I would see the next piling and there was a sense of relief! I was on the right course! A little like faith, right? We believe that God has set out a course for us and He has provided “pilings” (the Word), the “reflective tape” (individual verses), and especially (Ahhh, you see it coming!) “The Light!” Jesus Christ, our Savior. A Christmas musical I sang in during college had this song in it “Light of the world, Light of the world, Light of the world come shine through me!”


So as the chorus of that famous hymn says: Thy guiding radiance above us shall be a beacon to God, to love, and loyalty.


                                                          "Yes, just like the search light I used to find my way home, He is Jesus, our Beacon, the Light of the world,

                                                              pointing the way to salvation for the lost and guiding His church through the night and fog of the world."

 

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                                                                                                                "Chicken Mario"........                                                                     August 8, 2017


I make a dish called “Chicken Mario” with rice, deboned chicken, the Cajun trinity (onion, garlic, celery, and green peppers – I know that’s 4 things not 3, but nobody said the Cajuns were good with math!). Our pastor and his wife came over for dinner and she just had to have the recipe.

          A couple weeks later we were talking and she said she had cooked “Chicken Mario” for some friends but they didn’t like it. I asked the following

(and the answers say it all)

 

Me “Was your chicken bad?”

Her “I didn’t have any chicken so I used turkey!” (yes there is a difference!)

 

Me “Was the rice not cooked right?”

Her “I didn’t have rice so I used potatoes! And I didn’t have any onions or garlic so I used mushrooms!”

        You didn’t make “Chicken Mario!” I don’t know what it was, but it wasn’t my dish!

          So, then, that is what happens when one strays from the recipe – whether it is cooking or the Word!

          “Well, we think of the Old Testament as just good stories, you know parables are just made up stories with good morals.”

          “Salvation is just the start! Now you have to . . . (fill in the blank and it’s usually not found in the Word, but that’s okay . . .)”

          “We believe that Jesus is just one of the ways to God and if that’s what you believe, that’s fine.”

          “We’re all children of God.”

 

          No, God is exact in His Word regarding salvation and being considered a Child of God. When people stray from the Word or try and add something to it,

then just like the sister who didn’t make Chicken Mario, it’s not Christianity.

 


                                                            "Once You Know what Motivates You"...........                                    August 1, 2017                                     


Since my earliest memory I always got up in the middle of the night and got something to eat. 4 or five pieces of bread, tablespoon of peanut butter, left over chicken, whatever I could find.

My parents became frustrated because of my nightly excursions and when they caught me they would punish me. Frequently I would spend the day in bed, no books, no toys, and especially no TV.

Yet it did not stop me. There was something that drove me and when I would wake up at 2 or 3 in the morning I had to get something to eat! The threat of punishment was outweighed by the prospect of eating.

So there were many pleasant Saturdays that I spent in my PJ’s in my bed with nothing to do. And during the summer, and whenever school was not in session, it was the same thing.

But I had to get something to eat! And I could not explain why. All I knew is that I was hungry – or at least thought I was.

This behavior continued during my teen years and into my time in the Air Force. We had machines that would heat up a cup of chicken and noodles, beef stew, or soup and I would be steady dropping in my .35 [yup! It was that long ago!] into the machine and pushing the button.

College days. This was a little more of a problem because a group of us young men stayed in a house owned by the college and there was a curfew. Yet somehow I would leave and go to the 24 hour store around the block and get an old, barely warm, shriveled up hot dog.

Even after Bonny and I were married I would raid the fridge late at night or early in the morning. I had to get up and eat, I had to!

It was 1982 and I was 30 and Bonny and I went to visit my folks in New Hampshire that summer. My family is a story telling family and we were all sharing stories from days gone by.

My mother made this statement, “From the time you were 2 until you were 4 when you got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom you had to pass through the kitchen. Your father and I would leave you a half sandwich or a piece of chicken, just a little something to nibble on.”

I was stunned! Didn’t they realize what they had done? They took this almost blank computer [my brain] and programmed it to get something to eat in the middle of the night! And they did that for almost two years!

Neither of them could tell me why they stopped but they remembered me getting up night after night and going through the kitchen in search of something to eat and they remembered punishing me for it.

When Bonny and I got back home to Louisiana, I knew that I had no will power over this thing! But what I did know is this verse,

Casting down imaginations, and every high thing that exalteth itself against the knowledge of God, and bringing into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ;” II Corinthians 10:5

So I was almost instantly delivered from my eating habit! Uhhhhh, no. But every night I woke up and I felt that urge to get something to eat I DID NOT say that I was strong enough to battle this myself.

No, I quoted the Word! Over and over, night after night I would repeat this verse. “No! I am not hungry! I will bring this thought, this want to, into captivity and tell it that my desire will not override my God.”


So here is what I learned and what I know. Ready? You might want to write this down where you can see it if you are fighting a battle.

“Once you know what motivates you, it no longer controls you.”

 

Now if you want to give control over to that thing that hinders you, embarrasses you, separates you from your relationship with God, go ahead. But if you are tired of letting something or someone control you, cast down that imagination! Anything that puts itself ahead of God, even a thought, take it captive and say “No! I will not let you run or control my life!”

Do I still battle those thoughts sometimes at night? Yes! But what do I do? Get up and go to the fridge? No! I will quote that verse to myself because I know that I cannot allow it to take precedence over my relationship with God.

 

                                                                           “Once you know what motivates you, it no longer controls you.”                           

 

                                                                                

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