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Thursday, July 21, 2016

Brown's Daily Word 7/21/16


Thanks be to Jesus, the Alpha and Omega, the giver of all good and perfect gifts.  Praise the Lord for the gift of this day.  It is sunny and going to be hotter and getting wild through the week.  Indeed, these are the "Dog-days" of summer.  Our church hosted a community-wide dinner yesterday afternoon.



    They served seasonal comfort foods with desserts.  Best of all was the sharing in great fellowship and hospitality.  It is always  a great treat and a huge blessing when friends and neighbors come share a beautiful, and simple time of sweet fellowship around the table.  People engage in conversations which are often social yet at times become very deep and personal.  There are moments of  celebrations of the simple gifts of the Lord.  People prepare the meals with joy and serve  the meals with warm hearts. 



    I have been watching the Republican National Convention.  Many of the speakers have been stirring and thought-provoking.  Praise the Lord for America, the Beautiful.  Praise the Lord for the Exceptionalism of America.  George Washington stated, "Government is a fearful master and a dangerous servant".  In the world there many governments which are demonic, oppressive, and  tyrannical.  We uphold and declare  that America is "One Nation under God". Praise the Lord that America is " A city upon  a Hill", founded on Judeo-Christian truths and principles.  A French diplomat from years past visited the United States of America and made the following observation:

"I sought for the key to the greatness and genius of America in her harbors...; in her fertile fields and boundless forests; in her rich mines and vast world commerce; in her public school system and institutions of learning.  I sought for it in her democratic Congress and in her matchless Constitution.  Not until I went into the churches of America and heard her pulpits flame with righteousness did I understand the secret of her genius and power.  America is great because America is good, and if America ever ceases to be good, America will cease to be great.  The safeguard of morality is religion, and morality is the best security of law as well as the surest pledge of freedom.

    "The Americans combine the notions of Christianity and of liberty so intimately in their minds, that it is impossible to make them conceive the one without the other.  Christianity is the companion of liberty in all its conflicts -- the cradle of its infancy, and the divine source of its claims.  ---Alexis de Tocqueville

    Alice and I went to our garden yesterday evening.  It was a cool and enchanting evening.  We picked some produce with much joy and gratitude, praising the Lord for all simple gifts and rich blessings.  I love to watch the western skies in the evening listening to the "Compline" of the evening doves and choir of divers birds singing praises to the Lord with mirthful hearts. Blessings on all of you around the corner and around the globe as we continue to live our lives under the Authority of Jesus our Lord who never changes and whose love never fails. He it is who transforms situations, circumstances, and best of all,  people.  Sinner becomes saints, the lost are found, the blind see the lame walk again, the dead in sin rise up walk in the newness of life.  This life is worth living because of Jesus, the Way, the Truth, and the Life.



    I want to share a true story about a man whose life was changed and was radically transformed..  His name was Peter Philpott.  It was years ago that he worked in a shop with several other men, and it wasn't a “Christian” atmosphere.  Philpott, along with the rest of the men there, was a rough man but there was another man there who was rougher than the rest.  Peter said that the toughest, roughest worker in the shop was "Big Tom". Tom was not only the strongest man in the shop, he was also the most wicked.  He was feared by every man and by his own family, and he in turn was afraid of no one or nothing.  Then one day Big Tom came into work came into the shop smiling and happy.  He told everyone he’d gone to an evangelistic service the night before and had become a Christian.  He said “Men, I am now a Christian.  I intend to be different from that you have known me to be.  I want be loyal and true to the Lord Jesus.”

    The men didn't laugh at him to his face (no one would dare), but they began to make bets that Tom's Christianity would not last until noon. . .  But it did.
Then they bet he wouldn't be able to go past the tavern on the way home. . . But he did.  Then they made bets that Saturday night would find Tom dead drunk in some saloon. . . But they were wrong.  He took his pay envelope and went straight home to his family.  After a while every man in the shop began to believe that Big Tom had really become a Christian.

    
    But then one day it happened!  Tom struck his hand with a hammer and turned the air blue with a streak of cursing.  The shop went silent.  Everybody stopped their work and turned toward Tom.  But Tom wasn't looking at anyone else.  The men in the shop watched in amazement as Tom sank to his knees and sobbed as he asked God for forgiveness.  Philpott said “For several minutes he remained in prayer.  Then he arose from knees and, wiping the tears from his cheeks, he smiled at us and said “Fellows, I want you to forgive me.  I didn't mean to swear.  The Savior has forgiven me, and please forgive me men, everyone.’”

    Philpott then said: “It was the sight of Tom on his knees publicly asking the Lord Jesus for forgiveness that touched my heart so deeply that I could not rest until shortly afterward… I too accepted the Savior.”

    Tom was a man who understood the importance of his faith.  He made no excuses for his sin, no apologies, no attempt to cover it up, And because he was willing to humble himself and even publicly ask for forgiveness, his witness changed the life of another man who wanted what Tom had found.  That is our challenge as believers.  To change the world – not because we are “righteous” but because we serve a God who is.  A God who is not only righteous but merciful.
 In Christ,

Tuesday, July 19, 2016

Brown's Daily Word 7/19/16


 It is a brilliant and beautiful day here in Central New York.  The morning is glistening with the dawn of a new day.  The unhurried sun, beaming down upon the earth, reflects the "Son of righteousness", who has healing in His wings.  His  prevenient  grace goes before us.  He is the trailblazer who beckons us to follow Him, unafraid and dauntless.  All that we desire and all that aspire are in Him.  He is our wonderful and winsome healer and never failing provider.  He is "Jehovah Rophi, the Lord who Heals you".  We stand in His promises. 



    A friend of mine sent me note to ask you all to pray for him.  He is diagnosed with a rare form of cancer.  His name is Mike.  I have known Mike and his family since 1990.  He and his wife have the served the Lord with me for last many years.  They have been blessed with two sons and one grandson.  I have baptized each one of them.  Please join me in fervent prayer for Mike that the Lord of mercy and grace, for whom "Nothing is impossible", will continue to perform a mighty miracle in Mike and continue to bless his family during this season of anguish and dread and will infuse Mike with a deep sense of peace and assurance.  "It is no secret what God can do.  What he's done for others He'll do for (you)" each one of us.  Blessings, Honor, Glory, Majesty, and Power always belong to Him.  Praise the Lord for each one of us who has been the undeserving  receiver of His divine healing, both spiritual and physical, in season and out of season along the way and all the way.

    I read the story of the "Real McCoy" some time ago.  McCoy was pastoring a Baptist church in Oyster Bay, New York when, at age seventy-two, he was mandated by his denomination to retire.  A lifelong bachelor, he had cared for his mother for as long as she lived.  In his spare time he had earned seven university degrees, including two Ph.D.’s—one from Dartmouth, the other from Columbia.  Now, at age seventy-two, he was being forced to retire from the ministry.

    He was depressed.  “I just lay on my bed thinking that my life’s over, and I haven’t really done anything yet.  I’ve been pastor of this church for so many years and nobody really wants me much—what have I done for Christ?  I’ve spent an awful lot of time working for degrees, but what does that count for?  I haven’t won very many to the Lord.”

    A week later he met a Christian pastor from India, and on impulse asked him to preach in his church.  After the service the Indian brother asked him matter-of-factly to return the favor.  Since he had preached for McCoy, would McCoy come to India and preach for him?  McCoy told him that he was going to have to retire and move to a home for the elderly down in Florida.  But the Indian insisted, informing McCoy that where he came from, people respected a man when his hair turns  white.  Would he come?

    McCoy thought and prayed about it and decided he would.  The members of his church were aghast.  Dire predictions were made.  The young chairman of his board of deacons summed up the attitude of the congregation when he asked, “What if you die in India?”  I love McCoy’s answer.  He told him he reckoned “it’s just as close to heaven from there as it is from here.”  He sold most of his belongings, put what was left in a trunk, and booked a one-way passage to India—his first trip ever out of the United States!

    When he arrived in Bombay, he discovered to his horror that his trunk was lost. All he had were the clothes on his back, his wallet, his passport, and the address of missionaries in Bombay he had clipped from a missionary magazine when he left.  He asked for directions, got on a streetcar and headed for their house.  When he got there, he discovered that while he was on the streetcar his wallet and passport had been stolen!  He went to the missionaries who welcomed him in, but who told him the man who had invited him to come to India was still in the U.S.A. and would probably remain there indefinitely.

    What was he going to do now, they wanted to know.  Unperturbed, McCoy told them he had come to preach and that he would try to make an appointment with the mayor of Bombay.  They warned him that the mayor was very busy and important and that in all the years they had been missionaries there, they had never succeeded in getting an appointment with him.  Nevertheless, McCoy set out for the mayor’s office the next day—and he got in!  When the mayor saw McCoy’s business card, listing all his degrees, he reasoned that McCoy must not be merely a Christian pastor, but someone much more important.  Not only did he get an appointment, but the mayor held a tea in his honor, attended by all of the big officials in Bombay!  Old Dr. McCoy was able to preach to these leaders for half an hour.  Among them was the director of India’s West Point, the National Defense Academy at Poona.  He was so impressed at what he heard that he invited McCoy to preach there.

    Thus was launched, at age seventy-two, a brand new, sixteen-year ministry for Dr. Charles McCoy.  Until he died at age eighty-eight, this dauntless old man circled the globe preaching the gospel.  There is a church in Calcutta today because of his preaching and a thriving band of Christians in Hong Kong because of his faithful ministry.  He never had more than enough money than to get him to the next place he was to go.  He died one afternoon at a hotel in Calcutta, resting for a meeting he was to preach at that evening.  He had indeed found himself as close to heaven there as he would have been at his church in Oyster Bay, New York, or in a retirement home in Florida.  It was incongruous—an old man, waiting to die at age seventy-two, leaving everything he had ever known and preaching around the world.  It was a surprise of God’s grace, completing the incongruity of this old man. 

    The Lord has a prior claim on all of us.  His plans are perfect, including times full of humor and incongruity.  He makes all rough places plain.  He makes deserts blossom again, He makes the barren to sing (Lullabies).  I love the what Isaiah 35 concludes, "Therefore the redeemed of the LORD shall return, and come with singing unto Zion; and everlasting joy shall be upon their head: they shall obtain gladness and joy; and sorrow and mourning shall flee away.”   What A God we serve!

In Him.

Brown

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Monday, July 18, 2016

Brown's Daily Word 7/18/16


Praise be to Jesus, the Author and the finisher of our faith.  He is our Eternal Contemporary.  indeed, in Him alone we live, move, and have our being.  He is our peace.  He is our source of eternal joy.  He makes the mournful heart to sing. 



    We spent a couple days with our grandchildren  from Boston, Micah, Simeon, and Ada.  I call them our "Fresh Air" children.  They came to spend a couple days in the country in Chenango County where my wife Alice was born and raised.  We took the children to Rogers Conservation Center for some "bird Watching", and we watched the Fish and the turtles in a pond studded with water lilies in full bloom.  Our grandchildren were able to spend some fabulous time at the dairy farm where Alice grew up.  They rode on the Four wheeler in the open fields and beautiful meadows, and along country roads.  They saw a new born calf and helped it to get back to the barn, and then they helped to feed the calves.  It was refreshing and soul filling.  Alice and I were privileged to visit one of her aunts who was "in town" for part of the summer.  Alice's Aunt Kay will be 90 years old this year.  She was born and raised on the neighboring farm along with her 7 siblings.  She graduated from Keuka College and attended Union Theological Seminary in New York City where she attended the lectures by Richard Neibuhr, Paul Tillich and other world renowned Christian theologians Biblical Scholars.  She met her husband, who was a young Methodist preacher.  They got married and moved to North Carolina where they served the Lord faithfully for many years.



    The Lord blessed us with a beautiful day in His House yesterday.  Alice and I attended a baptismal service for our nephew and nieces on Sunday afternoon.  It was all celebrative and festive.


    I am reflecting today on Psalm 34, “The eyes of the Lord are on the righteous and his ears are attentive to their cry. . . . The righteous cry out, and the Lord hears them; he delivers them from all their troubles.  The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.  A righteous man may have many troubles, but the Lord delivers him from them all” (Psalm 34:17-19
). 

    The Bible says there are many things which seem absurd to those who have no faith.  The Word says, “Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance.  Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything” (
James 1:2-4).  We have the assurance that God cares for us, is watching over us and using even the ugly places in life to do something beautiful in our lives. 

     I love the Old Testament story of the prophet Elisha and his servant as they were staying in the town of Dothan.  The king of Aram and his massive army came to make war with Israel, and surrounded the city.  When Elisha’s servant got up early in the morning, he went to look out over the city wall.  When he did so, he saw the great army of the enemy amassed around the city.  He ran back to the prophet Elisha and told him about the threat of terror.  He assuredly gasped for breath as he tried to get the words out fast enough to the old prophet, but Elisha was calm and said something that his servant found incredulous, “Don’t be afraid.  Those who  are with us are more than those who are with them.” 



    The servant must have thought Elisha was hallucinating since there were not more people in the city, even if you counted women and children, let alone warriors.  Elisha then prayed, “O Lord, open his eyes so he may see”, and the Bible says, “Then the Lord opened the servant’s eyes, and he looked and saw the hills full of horses and chariots of fire all around Elisha” (2 Kings 6:16-17).  There was a heavenly army which surrounded the people of God of which Elisha’s servant had been totally unaware.  They had been invisible until his eyes were opened.  The unseen was the reality, and what was seen was the illusion.  The unseen reality can only be seen by faith. 

    The book of Hebrews tells of the trials of many biblical characters.  As it speaks of them it says, “All these people were still living by faith when they died."  They did not receive the things promised; they only saw them and welcomed them from a distance.  People who say such things show that they are looking for a country of their own.



    François Fénelon, the seventeenth-century French Bishop, said, “Don t worry about the future — worry quenches the work of God within you.  The future belongs to God.  He is in charge of all things.  Never second-guess him.”  You cannot see the whole picture — only God can.  Just because your life seems out of control does not mean that God is not in control.  So you have to trust that there is a plan, even if you don’t understand what the plan is.  Just because you cannot grasp it does not mean it does not exist. 

    Dr. E. Stanley Jones, the great missionary to India, has a beautiful passage in his book Transformed by Thorns. He wrote: “I am inwardly fashioned for faith, not for fear.  Fear is not my native land; faith is.  I am so made that worry and anxiety are sand in the machinery of life; faith is the oil.  I live better by faith and confidence than by fear, doubt and anxiety.  In anxiety and worry, my being is gasping for breath — these are not my native air.  But in faith and confidence, I breathe freely — these are my native air."

In Christ,

 Brown