February 19, 2017  Jane’s Heart to Heart   …Pastor’s Help Mate

This Thursday  in  Our Daily Bread, I was  reminded the same day that I wrote these Scriptures of the truths that the thought for the day was..”God takes our broken lives and shapes us into His new creations.” 

Noah Purifoy began his work as an “assemblage” artist with three tons of rubble salvaged from the 1965 riots in the Watts area of Los Angeles. From broken bicycle wheels and bowling balls to discarded tires and damaged TV sets—things no longer usable—he and a colleague created sculptures that conveyed a powerful message about people being treated as “throw-aways” in modern society. One journalist referred to Mr. Purifoy as “the junkyard genius.”

“God takes our broken lives and shapes us into His new creations.”

Psalm 5:7-12   (KJV)

7 But as for me, I will come into thy house in the multitude of thy mercy: and in thy fear will I worship toward thy holy temple.

8 Lead me, O Lord, in thy righteousness because of mine enemies; make thy way straight before my face.

9 For there is no faithfulness in their mouth; their inward part is very wickedness; their throat is an open sepulchre; they flatter with their tongue.

10 Destroy thou them, O God; let them fall by their own counsels; cast them out in the multitude of their transgressions; for they have rebelled against thee.

11 But let all those that put their trust in thee rejoice: let them ever shout for joy, because thou defendest them: let them also that love thy name be joyful in thee.

12 For thou, Lord, wilt bless the righteous; with favour wilt thou compass him as with a shield.

For over a year I have been using Scripture Challenges from

rachelwoj.com  and the this passage I just read was for the same day of February.

Take time to read the above Scripture one more time….

It truly made me realize, what a junkyard genius our Heavenly Father is.

Sometimes  we try to make ourselves believe that it is too late for a spiritual change in our lives but perhaps it is because we are trying to fix ourselves instead of surrendering to Our Wonderful Sculptor.

But now, O LORD, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.     Is. 64:8

February 12, 2017,   Jane’s Heart to Heart   …Pastor’s Help Mate


As I was praying concerning my Heart to Heart this week a  dear friend on Face Book asked me this question’

When the Bible says to take up our cross and follow him, does it just mean whatever we are going through at the time, our life’s circumstances, or does it mean more?

I really like this article that  I found by Billy Graham which will be most helpful.

What did Jesus mean when he said we have to carry our cross?

Q:     What did Jesus mean when He said we have to carry a cross? I’ve heard people talk about a problem they have and say it’s a cross they have to bear, but is this what Jesus meant?

A:     No, this isn’t what He meant—although it’s not necessarily wrong to refer to some problem we are having as a “cross” we must bear. In Jesus’ day, a cross was a symbol of suffering, and we all have trials and afflictions that may be very hard for us to bear—even with God’s help.

But Jesus meant something far deeper than this when He told His disciples to carry their cross. He said to them, “If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross daily and follow me” (Luke 9:23). In Jesus’ day, a cross wasn’t just a symbol of pain and suffering; it was mainly a symbol of death. What Jesus was telling them is that they needed to put to death their own plans and desires, and then turn their lives over to Him and do His will every day.

You see, Jesus doesn’t simply call us to believe that He existed, or even to believe that He can save us. He calls on us to commit our whole lives to Him—to trust Him alone for our salvation, and then to follow Him as His disciples. He said, “Anyone who does not carry his cross and follow me cannot be my disciple” (Luke 14:27).

Is Christ the master of your life? Have you put to death your own plans and committed yourself to His will for your life? Don’t be satisfied with anything less, for there is no greater joy in life than following Christ every day.

February 5, 2017 Jane’s Heart to Heart…. Pastor’s Help- Mate

 A POEM OF GOD’S GRACE

 

I did not know His love before,

 the way I know it now.

 I could not see my need for Him,

 my pride would not allow.

 

I had it all, without a care,

 the “Self-sufficient” lie.

 My path was smooth,

 my sea was still,

 not a cloud was in my sky.

 

 I thought I knew His love for me,

 I thought I’d seen His grace,

 I thought I did not need to grow,

 I thought I’d found my place.

 

But then the way

 grew rough and dark,

 the storm clouds quickly rolled;

 The waves began to rock my ship,

 I found I had no hold.

 

The ship that I had built myself

 was made of foolish pride.

 It fell apart and left me bare,

 with nowhere else to hide.

 

I had no strength or faith

 to face the trials that lay ahead,

 And so I simply spoke His name

 and bowed my weary head.

 

His loving arms enveloped me,

 and then He helped me stand.

 He said, “You still must

 face this storm, but

 I will hold your hand.”

 

So through the dark and lonely

 night He guided me through pain.

 I could not see the light of day

 or when I’d smile again.

Yet through the pain and endless

 tears, my faith began to grow.

 I could not see it at the time,

 but my light began to glow.

I saw God’s love in brand new

 light, His grace and mercy, too.

 For only when all self was gone

 could Jesus’ love shine through.

 It was not easy in the storm,

 I sometimes wondered why.

 At times I thought,

 “I can’t go on.”

 I’d hurt, and doubt, and cry.

But Jesus never left my side

 He guided me each day.

 Through pain and strife,

 through fire and flood,

 He helped me all the way.

 

And now I see as ne’er before

 how great His love can be.

 How in my weakness He is strong,

 how Jesus cares for me!

 

He worked it all out for my good,

 although the way was rough.

 He only sent what I could bear,

 and then He said, “Enough!”

 

He raised His hand and said,

 “Be still!” He made the storm

 clouds cease. He opened up the

 gates of joy and flooded

 me with peace.

I saw His face now clearer still,

 I felt His presence strong,

 I found anew His faithfulness,

 He never did me wrong.

 

And now I know more storms will

 come, but only for my good,

 For pain and tears have helped

 me grow as nothing ever could.

 

I still have so much more to

 learn as Jesus works in me;

 If in the storm I’ll love Him

 more, that’s where I want to be!

 

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from Karen Wilson – Peris CA.

January 29, 2017  Jane’s Heart to Heart   …Pastor’s Help Mate

A story from Samaritan’s Purse Updates  (January 17,  BY Kaitlyn Lahm)

It’s my nature to ask questions, but I’ve learned that it’s never the question that leaves an impact. It’s always the answer. It’s the answer that gives you a glimpse into someone’s heart. As a writer, I’m normally the one asking the questions, and I count it a privilege when someone genuinely answers them and allows me to hear their story.

Khayla*, a patient at the emergency field hospital, gave me this opportunity. She welcomed me to sit at her bedside and hear her heart. Khayla was severely injured when she tried to escape Mosul. She was knocked unconscious and has no memory of what happened. Medical staff think she was likely involved in an explosion given the deep cuts and burns that cover her face.

Emergency Field Hospital Iraq

As we wrapped up our interview, Khayla turned the tables on me. She had a request—to ask me just one question and receive an honest answer. Having no idea what question to expect, I boldly promised to be truthful.

Khayla fiercely grabbed my hand and placed it on her face—a face covered in stitches, with one eye swollen shut and dried blood circling her lips, a face bearing the physical scars of the brutality of ISIS.

With desperation in her eyes, she asked her question—“Am I still beautiful?”

My heart ached with her as I saw the pain and desperation in her eyes, but I knew the answer. I knew she was still beautiful.  She is still beautiful.

Without a doubt in my soul, I saw her beauty. I saw past the bruises, blood, and stitches, and I saw a daughter of the King. I saw a woman created in the image of God. In that moment, I caught a glimpse of how Jesus sees us. He doesn’t see our scars. He sees our beauty.

He sees us as made in His image.

He sees us as fearfully and wonderfully made.

He sees us as His beloved.

Khayla’s entire identity was hanging on the words coming out of my mouth. Her question was raw and genuine—was she still beautiful?  As I knelt at her bedside, we wept together, and I declared Scripture over her life. She is beautiful because she is created in the image of God. She is beautiful because she is fearfully and wonderfully made. She is beautiful because Christ calls her His beloved.

Khayla clung to my hands as I spoke these truths. The promises of God washed over her like water in a desert. She asked the question, but she desperately needed to hear the answer.

“For You formed my inward parts; You covered me in my mother’s womb. I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; marvelous are Your works, and that my soul knows very well” (Psalm 139:13-14, NKJV).

January 15, 2017  Jane’s Heart to Heart   …Pastor’s Help Mate

This was posted in the MARBC Messenger website last week, a Note from Ken Floyd,

I suggest that a good phrase to adopt as a new year’s motivation is “godly imprint.” The following parable, penned by an unknown author, provides a wise illustration to motivate us towards achieving this goal.

The Pencil Maker took the pencil aside, just before putting it into the box. “There are 5 things you need to know,” he told the pencil, “before I send you out into the world. Always remember them and never forget, and you will become the best pencil you can be.”

1. You will be able to do many great things, but only if you allow yourself to be held in someone’s hand.

2. You will experience a painful sharpening from time to time, but you’ll need it to become a better pencil.

3.  You have an eraser. You will be able to correct mistakes you will make.

4. The most important part of you will always be what’s inside.

5. On every surface you are used on, you must leave your mark. No matter what the condition, you must continue to write.

The pencil understood and promised to remember, and went into the box with purpose in its heart.

Now, imagine yourself as the pencil and God as the Pencil Maker. What kind of a story could God write using you as His instrument to make a godly imprint in the coming year?

1.  You will be able to do many great things, but only if you allow yourself to be held in God’s hand. And allow other human beings to access you for the many gifts you possess.

2. You will experience a painful sharpening from time to time, by going through various problems, but you’ll need it to become a stronger person.

3. You will be able to make corrections to the mistakes you might make through forgiveness. You can also grow as a result of them through God’s sanctifying work.

4. The most important part of you will always be what’s on the inside.used of God

5. On every surface you walk, you must leave your mark. No matter what the situation, you must continue to serve God in everything.

The principle of the godly imprint that one single life used by God can make was dynamically on display as Sharon and I recently participated in the “celebration/memorial service” for a dear sister saint who went to be with her Lord. She was a charter member of a church where I formerly served as pastor. She had faithfully served as a deacon’s wife, Sunday School teacher, Daily Vacation Bible School worker, nursery worker, and, along with her husband, a compassionate servant for over a half century.

Next week I will share about the life of this dear friend from a former ministry of the Floyds, named Rose.

2 Timothy 2:1-2 (KJV)

1 Thou therefore, my son, be strong in the grace that is in Christ Jesus.

2 And the things that thou hast heard of me among many witnesses, the same commit thou to faithful men, who shall be able to teach others also.

January 8, 2017 JANE’S HEART TO HEART …  PASTOR’S HELP MATE

Helen Roseveare, Missionary to Africa shared this TRUE story.

THE HOT WATER BOTTLE

One night, in Central Africa, I had worked hard to help a mother in the labor ward; but in spite of all that we could do, she died leaving us with a tiny, premature baby and a crying,  two-year-old daughter.  We had no incubator, no electricity to run an incubator, and no special feeding facilities. On the equator, nights were often chilly and drafty.  A student midwife went for a box of supplies for cotton wool to wrap the baby. Another went to stoke up the fire and fill a hot water bottle and came back in distress, the bottle had burst. Rubber perishes easily in tropical climates, “it was our last hot water bottle!”  I had them put the baby as near the fire as they could, and sleep between the baby and the door to keep it free from drafts.

The following noon I went to have prayers with the orphanage children who often gathered with me. I gave them suggestions of things to pray about and told them about the baby’s needs, the broken hot water bottle. The baby could die if it got chilled and told them about the two-year-old sister, crying, whose mother had died. During the prayer time, one ten-year-old girl, Ruth, prayed with the usual blunt way of our African children. “Please, God, send us a water bottle. It’ll be no good tomorrow, God, the baby’ll be dead; so, please send it this afternoon.” While I gasped inwardly at the audacity of the prayer, she added to her prayer, ” …And while You are about it, would You please send a dolly for the little girl so she’ll know You really love her?” I was put on the spot. Could I honestly say, “Amen?” I just did not believe that God could do this. Oh, yes, I know that He can do everything: The Bible says so, but there are limits, aren’t there? The only way God could answer this prayer would be by sending a parcel from the homeland. I had been in Africa for almost four years at that time, and I had never, ever received a parcel from home. Anyway, if anyone did send a parcel, who would put in a hot water bottle? I lived on the equator! 

That afternoon as I taught the nurses’ training school, a message came that there was a car at my door. When I reached home, the car had gone, but on the veranda, was a large parcel! I felt tears as we carefully untied each knot.  All of those little eyes were focused on the large cardboard box. From the top, I lifted out brightly colored jerseys, knitted bandages, and the children began to look a little bored. Next, came a box of mixed raisins and sultanas. As I put my hand in again, I felt the…could it really be? I grasped it and pulled it out. Yes, “A new hot water bottle!” I cried. I had not asked God to send it; I had not truly believed that He could. Ruth was in the front row of the children. She rushed forward, crying, “If God has sent the bottle, He must have sent the dolly, too!” Rummaging down to the bottom of the box, she pulled out the small, beautifully dressed dolly. Her eyes shone: She had no doubts! She looking at me, she asked, “Can I go over with you, Mummy, and give this dolly to that little girl, so she’ll know that Jesus really loves her?”  That parcel had been on the way for five whole months, packed up by my former Sunday School class, whose leader had heard and obeyed God’s prompting to send a hot water bottle, even to the equator. One of the girls had put in a dolly for an African child — five months earlier in answer to the believing prayer of a ten-year-old to bring it “That afternoon!”

January 1, 2017 JANE’S HEART TO HEART … PASTOR’S HELP MATE

MY 2017 CHALLENGE  Motto:

  The Way Up…  is Down

This new challenge for myself I share from  the chapter Bend Your Knees!  in the Ann Graham Lotz book, I SAW THE LORD….. 2006

But does it matter whether we sit, stand, or kneel to pray? Of course not, there are people who physically cannot do that.…Joni Earekson Tada  who is wheelchair bound….

A soldier who lost his legs…. even his arms…It is most importantly,  our heart attitude,  a person bedridden can utter a prayer even though he or she cannot speak aloud.

Why kneel,  in your heart?

It is an attitude of humility in your heart and mind and your trust in the Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ who loved us and gave himself for us.

Ephesians 3:14

For this cause I bow my knees unto the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ,

15 Of whom the whole family in heaven and earth is named,

16 That he would grant you, according to the riches of his glory, to be strengthened with might by his Spirit in the inner man;

17 That Christ may dwell in your hearts by faith; that ye, being rooted and grounded in love,

18 May be able to comprehend with all saints what is the breadth, and length, and depth, and height;

19 And to know the love of Christ, which passeth knowledge, that ye might be filled with all the fulness of God.

20 Now unto him that is able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us,

21 Unto him be glory in the church by Christ Jesus throughout all ages, world without end. Amen.

2017 Song:  Give Me Jesus

 by Jermey Camps

Give Me Jesus
In the morning, when I rise
In the morning, when I rise
In the morning, when I rise
Give me Jesus
Give me Jesus
Give me Jesus
You can have all this world
Just give me Jesus
When I am alone
When I am alone
Oh, when I am alone
Give me Jesus
Give me Jesus
Give me Jesus
You can have all this world
Just give me Jesus
Jesus
Give me Jesus
When I come to die
When I come to die
Oh, when I come to die
Give me Jesus
Give me Jesus
Give me Jesus
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vu2E2FUcIiE&list=PL05B763E33237346C&index=2

Ask yourself each day this year, is there anything holding me back from saying, Give Me Jesus. Then allow Jesus Christ to come into the center of your life. Repent of any unconfessed sin.  Trust Jesus alone as the sacrifice of the Cross for you. Claim Him as Lord, Master, and Teacher: Ruler and King.

December 18, 2016  Jane’s Heart to Heart   …Pastor’s Help Mate

Once again I would like to share a former post   click on this link to read it..  or

You will also be able to listen if you wish with this link 

December 11 and 18, 2016  Jane’s Heart to Heart   …Pastor’s Help Mate

“God never uses a person greatly until

He has wounded him deeply.

The privilege He offers you is greater than the price you have to pay.

The privilege is greater than the price.”

Helen Roseveare

Helen Roseveare 1925 – December 7, 2016)

Helen Roseveare was a famous English missionary to the Congo. This Thursday, Helen passed away at the age of 91.  Helen was born in 1925 at Haileybury College (Hertfordshire, England), where her father taught mathematics.

Raised in a high Anglican church, Helen’s Sunday school teacher once told their class about India, and Helen resolved to herself that she would one day be a missionary. Despite the Christian heritage of her family, and faithful attendance at church, Helen sensed a void in her life and distance from God.

She enrolled in Newnham College at Cambridge University to study medicine. There she joined the Cambridge Inter-Collegiate Christian Union (CICCU) through the invitation of a fellow student.  She became an active participant in the prayer meetings and Bible studies, reading the New Testament for the first time. It was then that she became a Christian and, later said that her understanding of Christianity was more head knowledge than heart engagement.

Helen was an English Christian missionary, doctor and author. She worked with Worldwide Evangelization Crusade in the Congo from 1953 to 1973, including part of the period of political instability in the early 1960s. She practiced medicine and also trained others in medical work.

In 1953, she went to the Congo, where she was assigned to the north-east provinces. She built a combination hospital/ training center in Ibambi in the early 1950s, then relocated to Nebobongo, living in an old leprosy camp, where she built another hospital. In 1964 she was taken prisoner by rebel forces and she remained a prisoner for five months, enduring beatings and rapes. She survived all of this during the Congolese civil war because of the intervention of the villagers she had helped previously. She left the Congo and headed back to England after her release but returned to the Congo in 1966 to assist in the rebuilding of the nation. She helped establish a new medical school and hospital, as the other hospitals that she built had been destroyed, and served there until she left in 1973.

After her return from Africa, she had a worldwide ministry speaking and writing. Her life of service was portrayed in the 1989 film “Mama Luka Comes Home,” her touching story about the prayer of a 10-year-old African girl, for a hot water bottle to save a premature newborn baby after its mother died.   

Next week we will share that story.

December 4, 2016  Jane’s Heart to Heart   …Pastor’s Help Mate

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“Jesus Christ the same yesterday, and today, and forever.  Hebrews 13:8

The mark of an effective church is not how many people come but how many people live differently as a result of having been there.

So back to the question: How Effective is Your Church? No, not your pastor’s church – YOUR church.

How effective are you as a Christian? Forget the size of your church. Have you cooperated with the Spirit of God and the Word of God and seen any consistent spiritual change in your life? The effectiveness of your church will depend on the spiritual change in your life and the lives of the other people in your church.

During this Christmas season let’s consider just the dollars and time spent on getting a tree, decorating, entertainment, and travel in comparison to what money and time we’ve spent on ministry, missionary support, not to mention our regular monetary and physical commitment to the Lord’s work.  All over  many churches struggle for the same reason.  So few heed God’s call to surrender to God’s leading in their personal lives by receiving Christ as their own personal Saviour and Lord, Baptism and church membership, and become a part of the evangelistic outreach of the church.  Do You really believe in Christmas – Christ ’s Birth??

I am not suggesting, that decorating and family traditions are wrong, except when they outweigh the spiritual investment of our money and time to our Lord and Saviour. Over the years there has been a decline in faithful commitment to serving the Lord. People with talent, time and money who only serve God on their own terms rather than a full surrender of every part of their God-given resources and talent. 

Even the things that Christian people are posting on social media, definitely outweigh the most important truths about Christ’s birth and eternal life.

In our 50+ years of ministry we have met hundreds of people looking for a church but after many years of knowing them, they have yet to unite with any church or surrender to the Lord.   Let us each examine our own motives and commitment to the Christ of Christmas.

“Jesus Christ the same yesterday, and to-day, and forever.  Hebrews 13:

Christ has not changed  – the church has. Ask yourself, “What does the Lord want me to do, that I am not doing to make  His church effective”, then tell the Lord, “I surrender all.” and do it.

As your pastor’s help mate, I do this daily and I am praying for you. Ladies, we need a revival. We need to be standing on tip-toe to serve our wonderful Lord