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
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
