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

REJOICE EVERMORE

This is the first week approaching Thanksgiving…

I Thessalonians 5:16 -18  (KJV)     “16. Rejoice evermore.  17. Pray without ceasing.  18. In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.”  That is just not possible is it?   What is the difference of being thankful in everything or being thankful for everything?   In Philippians 2:14 -15 Paul tells us to: “do everything without grumbling or arguing,”    God would not ask us to be thankful for everything…..  He wants us to be thankful in everything.

Why?   “For this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.”

Have you ever noticed that some people never seem to be content, while other are easily contented and have a positive attitude flowing out of them continually. 

  

Why is it that nothing can touch our lives that God does not allow?  As Christ’s children we need always to look for the blessing in those trials and rejoice.   When we rejoice  in times of trial it becomes a  sacrifice of praise.    Even when it seems difficult, God wants us to have a thankful, grateful spirit.  What is God allowing in your life right now that requires an attitude adjustment?

In A Second Helping of Chicken Soup for the Soul, Rev. John R. Ramsey tells how in one church a certain person provided him with a rose boutonniere for the lapel of his suit every Sunday. At first he really appreciated it, but then it sort of became routine. Then one Sunday it became very special.

As he was leaving the Sunday service, a young boy walked up to him and said, “Sir, what are you going to do with your flower?” At first the preacher didn’t know what the boy was talking about. When it sank in, he pointed to the rose on his lapel and asked the boy, “Do you mean this?”

The boy said, “Yes, sir. If you’re just going to throw it away, I would like it.”

The preacher smiled and told him he could have the flower and asked what he was going to do with it. The boy said, “Sir, I’m going to give it to my granny. My mother and father divorced last year. I was living with my mother, but she married again and wanted me to live with my father. I lived with him for a while, but he said I couldn’t stay; so he sent me to live with my grandmother. She is so good to me. She cooks for me and takes care of me. She has been so good to me that I wanted to give her that pretty flower for loving me.”

The preacher’s  eyes filled with tears, He had been touched by God. He said, “Son, that is the nicest thing that I’ve ever heard, but this flower is not enough. In front of the pulpit, you’ll see a big bouquet of flowers. Different families buy them for the church each week. Please take those flowers to your granny, she deserves the very best.”

Then the boy made one last statement, which Rev. Ramsey said he always will treasure. The boy said, “What a wonderful day! I asked for one flower but got a beautiful bouquet.”  That is a thankful spirit. Especially his love for his Grandmother.

April 3, 2016  Jane’s Heart to Heart…  Pastor’s Help Mate”

April 3, 2016  Jane’s Heart to Heart…  Pastor’s Help Mate”

Romans 8:28 (KJV)

And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.

A Precious  Letter given to Pastor and me last Sunday.

I would like to take this time to thank you and the congregation for prayer, on my cousin George Geer’s behalf. Within a few days of being hospitalized his condition changed, from probably needing a heart transplant to an improvement that allowed open heart surgery instead.  He is home now and vowing to follow all doctor instructions to the letter.

I also need to thank you, Pastor, and the congregation of South LItchfield Baptist for kindness and warmth toward a new attendee. 

It was not easy to walk out the doors of St.  Joe Baptist, a church I returned to after years away.  A church, in which I shared a pew with my mother, sitting among neighbors.

St. Joe Baptist had a heart beat I grew to know.  I knew the patience  of Pastors’ wives with the children.  I knew the sound of Catherine’s Bible during the service, hitting the floor, when she fell asleep.  I knew that if Clare gave the final  prayer, no matter how hard we tried to hear his softly spoken words, only the “amen” would let us know he had ended. The Amen was always strong.

I knew that none of us would be mistaken for professional singers, but a joyful noise was still made.  I knew the stories of St. Joe. The Story of the man who moved the church to its current location, and when finished reduced by half the amount he had intended to charge.  My father told me the story of the member who, when he had no money, put a button in the collection plate.

I miss the heartbeat of St. Joe Baptist, but I found another church, South Litchfield Baptist.  It had a strong and welcoming rhythm with its own history and stories.  Thank you for the time I spent, sitting on another church pew and listening to the heartbeat. I have heard that God is in the details.  Thank God, He is in the heartbeat.

Thank you,     

Kolleen Geer