johnny botwright
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Gods pulley, A word of encouragement. Chile a lesson for us all.
I knew a man, he was in charge for setting up scaffolding on oil rigs in the north sea,
He was telling me about, there had been cases, when they had been working in the north sea, on various platforms, that some one had falling in, they are attached to a line, that like a car seat belt should lock, but on occasions, like a car seat belt, they will run out.
Once some one has gone into the north sea, which is particularly cold, only changes 2 degrees between winter and summer in places, plus the current drags the person down, under the water,
They only have 2 minuets to pull the person out, on the pulley.
We are always on Gods line, we may be dragged down and go under, by trail, or circumstances, not to dissimilar to a Baptism, the experience can bring a change in our lives, and understanding.
Just at the right moment God brings us out, I can see this principle in our walk, right up to the Rapture. Attached to Gods pulley.
God may allow us to go a bit deeper, for a bit longer, time and time again, until we come to that place, were we completely trust in him, to be our strength our peace, and deliverer.
Gods rescue plan through the Lord Jesus Christ, to save us from a lost eternity, and from becoming permanently trapped in hell as many will find themselves with no way out.
Narrow is the path that leads to life, but broad is the road that leads to hell and destruction. .
God bless Johnny
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When Gods leaves at midnight, the rapture?
I was travelling down from Kisumu, To Nairobi to catch a train, to Mombassa,
Where I was catching a flight, the taxi I was in, 7 seater Peugeot, the tire blew out,
By the time it was repaired, I missed my connection for the train , however their was a bus leaving at midnight 12 o’clock, the twelfth hour.
From Nairobi to Mombassa . I boarder the bus, before it leaves Nairobi, the bus stops at a café, where you can by drink a snack for the journey, which is quiet long, I got off to get a coke, a couple of others got off, every one else remained, they could not even afford a coke, Along this street, by the café, was every kind of human neglect, people young and old, sleeping on the streets, nattered hair, dirty, unloved, treated little more than the garbage laying around.
As I stood there, I thought where are the Christians, Nairobi has some very good bible schools, collages, churches, people love wearing their smart suits, bibles under their arms, wearing a big smile, lovely white teeth.
As I was thinking this, I could see Jesus waking among these people, destitute on the street,
That scene will always stay with me, when Gods bus stops, I wonder who will be the first, to be welcome on board, blessed are the poor, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
the poor are Rich in Faith, dont miss the bus, dont get left behind!
I knew a man, he was in charge for setting up scaffolding on oil rigs in the north sea,
He was telling me about, there had been cases, when they had been working in the north sea, on various platforms, that some one had falling in, they are attached to a line, that like a car seat belt should lock, but on occasions, like a car seat belt, they will run out.
Once some one has gone into the north sea, which is particularly cold, only changes 2 degrees between winter and summer in places, plus the current drags the person down, under the water,
They only have 2 minuets to pull the person out, on the pulley.
We are always on Gods line, we may be dragged down and go under, by trail, or circumstances, not to dissimilar to a Baptism, the experience can bring a change in our lives, and understanding.
Just at the right moment God brings us out, I can see this principle in our walk, right up to the Rapture. Attached to Gods pulley.
God may allow us to go a bit deeper, for a bit longer, time and time again, until we come to that place, were we completely trust in him, to be our strength our peace, and deliverer.
Gods rescue plan through the Lord Jesus Christ, to save us from a lost eternity, and from becoming permanently trapped in hell as many will find themselves with no way out.
Narrow is the path that leads to life, but broad is the road that leads to hell and destruction. .
God bless Johnny
.
When Gods leaves at midnight, the rapture?
I was travelling down from Kisumu, To Nairobi to catch a train, to Mombassa,
Where I was catching a flight, the taxi I was in, 7 seater Peugeot, the tire blew out,
By the time it was repaired, I missed my connection for the train , however their was a bus leaving at midnight 12 o’clock, the twelfth hour.
From Nairobi to Mombassa . I boarder the bus, before it leaves Nairobi, the bus stops at a café, where you can by drink a snack for the journey, which is quiet long, I got off to get a coke, a couple of others got off, every one else remained, they could not even afford a coke, Along this street, by the café, was every kind of human neglect, people young and old, sleeping on the streets, nattered hair, dirty, unloved, treated little more than the garbage laying around.
As I stood there, I thought where are the Christians, Nairobi has some very good bible schools, collages, churches, people love wearing their smart suits, bibles under their arms, wearing a big smile, lovely white teeth.
As I was thinking this, I could see Jesus waking among these people, destitute on the street,
That scene will always stay with me, when Gods bus stops, I wonder who will be the first, to be welcome on board, blessed are the poor, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
the poor are Rich in Faith, dont miss the bus, dont get left behind!