Please God

I found this interesting. You may too:

There was a Pastor who had a Choir team and the Choir was the Best Team ever in his Mind. People would not afford to miss their Ministration during Service and at Conferences.

The Pastor died 3 days before the Youth conference. So the Pastor Cried out to God that he could not Miss the day his Choir was singing and God said you can’t go back on earth but the day your choir will be Ministering, I will grant you the Chance to see them Singing on Earth.

So the day came and God fulfilled His promise to the Pastor. What shocked the Pastor was that he could only hear two Female and one Male voice amongst the whole choir.
He asked God why am I Hearing only Three person Voice yet people are rejoicing with the way they are singing…and God replied, ” here in Heaven we only hear the Voices of those who sing in Truth and in Spirit, also in Right Standing with my Word…”.
The Pastor Cried and said what about my Wife and Others?
God replied,” they are doing it for Prestige not for my Sake, so only those on Earth Rejoice but the Heavens are not Moved by that.

So its a lesson for you Worshippers…. Do not please Man but your Father who sees the Heart, who sees Every place you are, who sees your Commitment at His Works.

*Pass this to other Worshippers especially Groups, it’s faster.*
*John 4:23-24.*


Five Finger Prayer

This is so neat. I had never heard this before. This is beautiful – and it is surely worth making the 5 finger prayer a part of our lives.

1. Your thumb is nearest you. So begin your prayers by praying for those closest to you. They are the easiest to remember. To pray for our loved ones is, as C. S. Lewis once said, a ‘sweet duty.’

2. The next finger is the pointing finger. Pray for those who teach, instruct and heal. This includes teachers, doctors, and ministers. They need support and wisdom in pointing others in the right direction. Keep them in your prayers.

3. The next finger is the tallest finger. It reminds us of our leaders. Pray for the president, leaders in business and industry, and administrators. These people shape our nation and guide public opinion. They need God’s guidance.

4. The fourth finger is our ring finger. Surprising to many is the fact that this is our weakest finger, as any piano teacher will testify. It should remind us to pray for those who are weak, in trouble or in pain. They need your prayers day and night.

5. And lastly comes our little finger – the smallest finger of all which is where we should place ourselves in relation to God and others. As the Bible says, ‘The least shall be the greatest among you.’ Your pinkie should remind you to pray for yourself. By the time you have prayed for the other four groups, your own needs will be put into proper perspective and you will be able to pray for yourself more effectively.

If you decide to send this to a friend, you might brighten someone’s day! Pass this on to someone special… I did.

Don’t tell God how big your storm is, tell the storm how big your God is!!!!! !

Have a Blessed Day 🙏🙏🙏

Trust God

This brought tears down my eyes this morning…its a good read.
God is Faithful! – The Best Piece I’ve Read This Year!
In the country of Armenia, in 1988, Samuel and Danielle sent their young son, Armand, off to school. Samuel squatted before his son and looked him in the eye. “Have a good day at school, and remember, no matter what, I’ll always be there for you.” They hugged and the boy ran off to school.
Hours later, a powerful earthquake rocked the area. In the midst of the pandemonium, Samuel and Danielle tried to discover what happened to their son but they couldn’t get any information. The radio announced that there were thousands of casualties.  Samuel then grabbed his coat and headed for the schoolyard. When he reached the area, what he saw brought tears to his eyes. Armand’s school was a pile of debris. Other parents were standing around crying.
Samuel found the place where Armand’s classroom used to be and began pulling a broken beam off the pile of rubble.  He then grabbed a rock and put it to the side, and then grabbed another one.
One of the parents looking on asked, “What are you doing?”   “Digging for my son,” Samuel answered. The man then said, “You’re just going to make things worse! The building is unstable,” and tried to pull Samuel away from his work.
Samuel just kept working. As time wore on, one by one, the other parents left. Then a worker tried to pull Samuel away from the rubble.  Samuel looked at him and said, “Won’t you help me?”   The worker left and Samuel kept digging.
All through the night and into the next day, Samuel continued digging.  Parents placed flowers and pictures of their children on the ruins.  But, Samuel just kept working.  He picked up a beam and pushed it out of the way when he heard a faint cry. “Help! Help!”  Samuel listened but didn’t hear anything again.  Then he heard a muffled voice, “Papa?”
Samuel began to dig furiously.  Finally he could see his son.  “Come on out, son!” he said with relief.

“No,” Armand said.  “Let the other kids come out first because I know you’ll get me.”  Child after child emerged until, finally, little Armand appeared.  Samuel took him in his arms and Armand said, “I told the other kids not to worry because you told me that you’d always be there for me!”
Fourteen children were saved that day because one father was faithful.
How much more faithful is our God Almighty!  Whether trapped by fallen debris or ensnared by life’s hardships and struggles, we are never cut off from God’s faithfulness.  He is true to His character.  He is reliable and trustworthy and can always be counted on.
  Keep trusting God to the end. Don’t break by reading alone, you might be encouraging someone.👍👍👍

Focus on Jesus Christ 

​A youth went to the pastor and said “Pastor, I won’t be going to church anymore.”

The pastor responded “But why?”

The youth said “Ah! I saw a sister speaking bad of another sister; a brother that can’t read well; the worship team living wrong; people looking at their phone during service;among so many other things wrong in the church.”

The pastor replied “OK. But before you go, do me a favor: take a full glass of water and walk three times around the church without spilling a drop on the floor. Afterwards, leave the church if you desire.”

The youth thought : too easy!

And he walked three times around as the pastor had asked. When he finished he told the pastor he was ready.

And the pastor asked “When you were walking around the church, did you see a sister speaking bad about another sister?”

The youth replied “no.”

“did you see anyone looking at their phone?”


“You know why?”


“You were focused on the glass, to make sure you didn’t tip it and spill any water. It’s the same with our life. When our focus is on our Lord Jesus Christ, we don’t have time to see the mistakes of others.”

​Who Can Tell Me?

“Who can tell me where I came from?”
  The little boy would ask.

  His question was a good one

  Yet he faced a trying task.
  Each man had different answers

  As he was soon to learn.

  This brought him great confusion

  And it caused a deep concern.
  He first went to his schoolmates

  And they spoke with one another.

  Then the smartest of the bunch said,

  “You came from your mother.”
  Now this had satisfied him,

  Yet only for a time.

  For as he grew in years of age

  His thoughts began to climb.
  He then looked all around him

  At all that he could see.

  And his mind began to wonder

  How it all had come to be.
  He thought about the cosmos,

  The infinitude of space;

  And every star and planet

  That exists in every place.
  He thought about the rounded earth,

  Spinning in rotation.

  And all four seasons that occur

  In yearly circulation.
  He thought about the darkness

  And he thought about the light.

  He thought about the sun and moon

  That help the day and night.
  He thought of all the creatures

  Of the land and sea and skies

  Of all the different species

  And their variance in size.
  He thought of all the plants and trees

  And all that each provides,

  Each growing from a tiny seed

  With roots the soil hides.
  He then looked at humanity

  With all the different faces.

  Different tongues and characters

  And all the different races.
  He thought of mortal bodies

  With features so profound;

  All the senses: taste, and touch,

  And smell, and sight, and sound.
  He thought of reproduction

  And the miracle of birth.

  He thought of human life itself

  And all that it is worth.
  He then considered human will:

  Weak and also strong.

  He thought about the conscience

  That discerns the right from wrong.
  He thought about emotions

  And feelings that arise.

  He thought about the love and hate

  And tears that flow from eyes.
  He thought about the anger

  And the joy that does abound.

  He thought about the happiness

  And sadness that is found.
  And filled with curiosity,

  This boy would daily strive.

  In hopeful expectation

  That his answer would arrive.
  He spoke with scientific men

  Who claimed his question solved.

  They told him of a real big bang

  And that all things evolved.
  He then spoke with philosophers

  And many did insist,

  That there is no reality

  And nothing does exist.
  He spoke with many people

  From various groups and sects.

  And heard the vast opinions

  Of various intellects.
  Now baffled by confusion,

  A very troubled youth;

  Unable to discern

  What is error, what is truth.
  He almost gave up looking,

  But he took a second look.

  And very unexpectedly,

  He found a special Book.
  As he opened up the first page,

  The mystery came undone.

  His questions all were answered

  In Genesis, chapter one.
  With a nod of understanding,

  He smiled, so elated.

  For now he surely knew—

  “In the Beginning, God created …”

                                                 –  Emeal Zwayne