One of our friends is traveling
next week, by herself, on a short term mission trip. Though she is going on by
herself, we know that the Lord has already gone before her and prepared the way
for her.
We are planning for our preaching
mission trip in April. Thank you for praying. Praise the Lord for the Mission
of our Lord Jesus Christ around the corner and around the globe. It is no
secret what God can do. What He has done for others He will do for
you.
I have been reading some writings
by Dr. Harry S. Wright, Sr. the pastor emeritus for the Cornerstone Baptist
Church in Brooklyn, NY. He writes, "There was a wonderful
woman in Shiloh Church, where I grew up. My dad came to Shiloh Church in 1927,
and he pastored that church for 25 years. The woman's name was Miss Ella
Kelly. She's been upstairs a long time. Miss Ella Kelly sat over in the amen
corner, and when Daddy was preaching, her antiphonal refrain was "He will do
it." Miss Ella Kelly never said, "Amen." I never heard her say, "Amen." She
never said, "Preach." She didn't say, "Praise him." She simply said, "He will
do it." And she turned the volume up on will. He will do
it. When Daddy died, I succeeded him at that same church. And when I was
trying to preach, Miss Ella Kelly had that same antiphonal refrain. "He will do
it. He will. He will do it."
I tried to zoom in the camera and
dissect that antiphonal refrain. He will do it. I picked that apart.
He will do it. In a philosophical term, we call that "extrapolation."
Miss Ella Kelly was extrapolating. She was drawing a futuristic conclusion
based on a past experience.
He will do it. He who, Miss Ella?
The Master. Will do what, Miss Ella? Make a way. How do you know that? I know what he's
already done. He'll open doors for you. He'll put food in the
refrigerator. He'll put wheels in the garage. He'll put clothes in your
closet. He'll put a smile on your face. He'll put a star in your sky. He
will do it.
Jesus, Savior, pilot me over life's
tempestuous sea. Jesus loves me, this I know, for the Bible tells me so. Jesus
paid it all, all to him I owe. Sin had left a crimson stain; he washed it white
as snow. What can make me holy? Nothing but the blood of Jesus. What can wash
me white as snow? Nothing but the blood of Jesus."
What a way to live by knowing,
loving, and serving Jesus!
In Him,
Brown
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