“Suppose one of you has a hundred sheep and loses one of them. Doesn’t he leave the ninety-nine in the open country and go after the lost sheep until he finds it? And when he finds it, he joyfully puts it on his shoulders and goes home. Then he calls his friends and neighbors together and says, ‘Rejoice with me; I have found my lost sheep'. In the same way, I tell you, there is rejoicing in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner who repents.”

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Divorce is Good, Meth is Better!

Well, being divorced twice by the time you turn twenty-three can make you realize a few things. One, divorce is a wonderful tool when you have absolutely no idea what marriage is about. Two, misinformed spouses are never there for you; but equally miserable friends are.. Three, equally miserable friends can be your closest companions; especially if they have good connections.
Well, lets take an intermission……See, after the divorce (2nd) I had written off relationships all together. So a relationship with roommates and beer, beer, beer would be much better. The mother of my sons was pulling half of my income in the form of child support, I wasn’t up for playing daddy, partying was much easier. Of course, man can not live on beer alone, for that he needs a drinking buddy or two. Don’t forget to add in the cost of living and well it just makes more sense to have roommates, like-minded who want to drink, work, drink. Well, there can be a lot of drama in those relationships too, an empty keg closes the curtain; time for a new scene.
Its Friday evening; I have a good job again, a little bit of money in my pocket, new drinking buddies, and a new roommate; heck of a time to make a bachelor pad.  A detailed cleaning the garage made plenty of room for a $300 pool table out of the local newspaper. Friday was getting late, so when someone stopped by and asked if we knew anyone looking for some meth, we had an answer… “hell yeah!” Like anything bad for you, it starts off small and always grows into something larger. I love the lyrics from Casting Crowns “Slow Fade,” ‘the journey from your mind into your hands, is shorter than you’re thinking, be CAREFUL when you think you stand, you just might be sinking.” So we agreed hey we can do this on Friday and Saturday nights, rest on Sunday, then back to work on Monday…..Too easy.
It wasn’t too long and I was lost in the dope game, addicted they say, dependent that is for sure. You know I’m going to let you in on something that few people would dare to admit. I could drink a beer, or smoke a joint, then hang out with my kids, I could even smoke a joint Sunday morning after getting drunk on Saturday and attend church on occasion. You know what though, on hard drugs, Cocaine, Methamphetamines, you don’t want to face anyone, your family, your children and especially God. You have entered into a realm of darkness that has no god in it, it is purely of evil, it reeks of hate, selfishness and disgust! It wasn’t too long and the new roommate was gone, I lost my job, now it was just stay high, avoid work, avoid society, welcome to hell!
Depression! How I just longed for something as simple as depression, hell I would take another divorce, another ‘somebodies doing me wrong song’ just not this, not a feeling of dependency on something so pointless, so worthless. I ran everyone off that year, lost my house to foreclosure, sold pretty much everything I had, lost the girl that kept me company through most of my struggle, face it life just sucked!
God though works in mysterious ways is the rumor. Christmas Day 2003 was the last day I purchased dope, instead of celebrating the Savior of the Worlds birth I would get high again. What a waste!!! I have always been somewhat intelligent, I had done the meth-math and realized that I could never accomplish more when I was high than when I was sober. I finally hit rock bottom, I couldn’t afford drugs anymore, so becoming sober was pretty easy. I was living in my grandmothers house, while she was living in a nursing home (wonderful grandson, right?). Rock bottom is a term we sometimes use, I hit this place where I just needed silence, peace. It was so bad, that I turned off all the lights in the house, went to the back bedroom, sat inside the closet and closed the door, I covered my ears, closed my eyes, just wished for total silence. I asked myself, what is the point, no one cares for you, this life is a friggin’ joke. With my eyes squeezed shut, surrounded in darkness, I could see a small light, a glimmer and a soothing voice saying “Michael, I have always been here with you, I will always be here for you.”
Overnight, God had delivered me from the snares of drug addiction, though many battles were still on the horizon. Soon, I would have the courage to enter back into God’s house, unashamed, forgiven, trusting that His will be done.

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When Life Gives You Lemons~and it Will!!!

When life gives you lemons, make lemonade is what we have all been told. What then do you make of life when it gives you truth revealed through misery, separation, loneliness, and misuse? What do you do when you start looking so deep into humanity that you can feel the weight of all their sufferings landing on your shoulders? What do you say to the lost and hurting, when you yourself hurt too because they are lost, because they are hurting? At what point do you throw in the towel and accept defeat, because this world just continues to fall and you’re not strong enough to catch it? When should you intervene and take control, demand that the world just silences itself for two-minutes and pay attention to the wisdom you might possess?
How do you even make lemonade? Well, this life would be too easy if all we had to do was to make lemonade. We would be fortunate enough that the lemons have already been given to us; we just need to know how to turn something bitter into something refreshing. Just making a drink though out of the inner fruit, puts to waste the majority of the fruit you have been given. Are you just looking at the pile of fruit and wondering where to begin? I have too, but I think I have been blessed with some insight to making a drink fit for a King!
First, observe the situation, sure it looks like a big pile of same thing over and over, you know that you are going to have to cut to the center of these problems and squeeze out the liquid core (the base of the problem) the main ingredient into improving bitterness. So start by again observing the outside of the issues that you has been dealt. Take the lemon, begin scratching the surface, breaking down its protective barrier, collect it, because the beginning of a broken soul will be the zest that brings flavor to the food you will soon find so satisfying. Identify which side the problem grew from and where it ended up, these are the ends of the fruit that once exposed, should be cut away and discarded, they are history, they are pain, and they are garbage!
Next, you are at a layer of delicate tissue that will begin to crumble in your fingers, it doesn’t have a use, but it will allow you to see the softness that was hiding behind that tough outer texture. Peel it away, piece by piece; study it well, because you will never be able to appreciate the bitter core without finding the pleasant texture that was hidden behind that outer shell. Continue this process through each and every issue until you have a pile of peeled away problems, anxieties, confusions, fears, and challenges.
Now it is time to get to work, take each and every issue one at a time, and extract everything from them. Exert every drop you can, this is a bitter fruit, that is about to flourish into something amazing. In your hands you now hold the veins that connected all these problems, look closely, see how they are all unique, yet all the same, it is just a web, a trap, a structure for defeat, this too is garbage, but not to be discarded before taking a close note as to what it looks like, it will help you identify problems easier in the future.
You have now extracted every problem, but you still have collected a lot of pulp, a handful of sticky seeds. These need to be filtered off, carefully strain off the remnants, rinse them off with a fresh spring of water, the pulp will disappear, set the seeds to the side, they need to be separated, cured and stored properly, some of them are rewarding and promise to produce great growth in the future. Finally, take the lemon juice, the bitter nourishment that seemed so unfair before, so worthless at one point. Now, pour out love and sweetness from every source you can, from friendship, from love, from God! Allow this to chill for a while, let it sink in and even on the most miserable days you will find refreshment from your past, from your problems.
Finally, before you sit down and enjoy how your problems, your friends’ issues and hurts have been concocted into something wonderful, go back to the early steps. Take that zest that peel, use it to flavor a rewarding dessert; for their toughness has now became that surprising taste that will bring to life bland days and make them pop with enjoyment. Above all things, allow God to be the chef in your kitchen, when He allows you to suffer or to help those suffering, take His wonderful advice, help Him expose the wonderful gift hidden in all of us. Even in our pain, we are Children of the Greatest God, one beyond comprehension. Drink it up my friends, it is a beautiful thing!

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If I can be forgiven, so can you

If I can be forgiven, so can you.

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Robin Kuppens

Again last night I fell asleep to the tv and this morning there was a preacher talking about getting out of the darkness and into the light. I then checked my Facebook because I couldn’t fall back asleep right away and the first post was from my friend, Shirl:
“Don’t let the darkness of the past cover the brightness of the future” – unknown

Here’s God talking to me again but what is He truly telling me? I’ve risen up from the darkness that was my past. I have grown and realized that I was living a sinful life, I have accepted The Lord as my savior, acknowledged that He sent His Son to die for our sins, and I try to live a life that reflects Him and would be worthy of Him. So maybe this isn’t a message for me. I’m going to write this for everyone that…

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Monday’s Mission

“Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you”; those are the only words in the song Monday’s Mission by John Tesh. Monday’s Mission, what could that possibly mean? To me, initially it was that Christ died on Friday and conquered death three days later, giving the world a new mission, Monday’s Mission. Today, it tells me about my new job starting on Monday, and what is my mission?

Tomorrow will be the last day I work where I do. I have been there about three months and have had the chance to testify, witness and share the gospel with so many people, the word blessing can’t even begin to describe it. Today though, you know this is the day I should have that spring fever, looking on to better horizons. I walked into the office and two co-workers were sitting there one of them making a crude joke to our secretary. OKAY! Not so crude, but it was “who invented marriage……women, haha” well I’m sure he was about to back it up with a list of points, but the Holy Spirit was preparing for and interjection. “GOD, God is where marriage came from, when He removed the rib from Adam, Adam said ‘this is now bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh’ after this is stated the Bible says ‘That a man leaves his father and mother and is united with his wife and they become one’.”

A few opinions were made, but someone much more powerful was giving someone undeserving the strength to spread the word. “What is so amazing about this verse, is that from the very beginning God created marriage, and specifically mentions that a man should leave his father and mother, when these two had no father or mother, from the very beginning it was assumed that the father and mother were still ONE, from the very beginning we see God’s creation of marriage and how divorce should be non-existent

Well, since I had a captive audience, I had the blessing to speak of other small things. Then was challenged with the “why does God let little children be murdered.” well, it was a long discussion, revealing that the dark prince of this world ‘Satan’ has dominion, though God is in control. But, we are gifted with free-will and have the opportunity to kill anyone, a moral obligation not to. Also, that God good He is the creator of love; everything bad in this world is from the devil, it is simply just sin.

Finally, this mini-sermon, focused on prayer and healing, blessings, promises, living eternally in heaven made perfect and new. My friends, what is so amazing about this is that though I have tried to share the Gospel with many before, I did it in baby steps, or allowed the listener to have control. This time though, the Holy Spirit gave me the right words to say, the correct attitude to approach it and perhaps the last time to share it with these two. I had other places to go, so I left with both of them speechless, and that is how our Wonderful God works, such a beautiful experience, the first of many to come. That is what excites me about Monday’s Mission, I am going to a new job, with more people, still in small group settings. Yesterday I was discouraged about the pay cut, but today I am ecstatic for the opportunity to share the Gospel with someone who needs it. “In all thy ways acknowledge Him and He shall direct thy path” well, the lay-off has led my path to a new place, hopefully temporary, but long enough to ignite or re-ignite the flames in the hearts of everyone I come in contact with!

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