"The Bright Spot"
by Pastor Rick
   
  Not Cool
  What Of Me Will Live On?
  Neglecting National Holidays
  Ignoring The Warning
  Sad Statistics
  Heartburn
  Tattooed On His Heart
  End Times & Twinkies
  Undefeated, But Unfinished
  Strategy Of A Saint
  Legacies Don't Just Happen
  Black History Challenge
  Presidential Parallels
  Soul Singers
  Joyful Adventure
  Super Bowl Of The Spirit
  Failure Is Never Final
  Stones In The Pond
  What Life Is All About
  Turtle On The Fence Post
  Identification
  Closing The Gaps
  Mile-High Messiah
  Urban Renewal
  Missing The Treasure
  Costly Treasure or Cheap Ticket
  Count Your Blessings
  "Just War" or "Just" War
  Steve Jobs and Joseph
  Halloween's History
  JudgmentDayOct21
  Almost . . .
  Columbus Day Complexities
  The Persistent Lad
  Our Greatest Need
  Who's Listening?
  Terrorism & Tenth Ann.
  Joy @ Work . . .
  Big Brother &? Is Watching
  Greed Isn't Good
  Carnation Community
  The Debate Debacle
  Attitude
  Someone Bigger
  Having It Both Ways
  Investing Or Enjoying
  Signing and Sacrificing
  A Case For HELL
  Honoring Fathers Mothers
  Father Love
  Kicking Around
  The SEALS
  Judgment Day May 21
  Death Of Bin Laden
  Unraveling Charlie Sheen
  Famous Fukishima
  The Life You've Wanted
  Touching The Cross

 


 
COUNT YOUR MANY BLESSINGS
by Pastor Rick Sams

  Many years ago a famous song evangelist was traveling with some missionaries through Africa. His assignment was to lead the praise-worship time before the missionary brought the sermon.

  The trip had been long. Heat and sickness had bothered this tiny team of itinerant travelers. The food was always unfamiliar local flavors versus American favorites. Many nights they slept on the ground. It had been too long since he’d seen his family. He just wanted to go home.

  But there were many days left in this evangelistic tour.

  Now it was time for yet another evening service. Doing his utmost to put on a happy face he led the singing as best he could. Near the end of the song service he opened up the selections to requests from the “congregation” of villagers. One frail African lady weighing no more than 100 pounds and with her face deformed from leprosy, raised a mangled hand missing a few fingers. The song leader wondered if she understood what he was asking or if he would understand what she would say through leprous lips. Was she merely looking for a handout?

  Then came her painfully clear plea. She asked if they all could sing “Count Your Many Blessings, See What God Has Done.”

   He crumbled. He could not lead it. His spirit of complaint contrasted with her crooked smile and radiant countenance just wrecked him. He had so much. She had so little.

  How about you?

  It may only help us temporarily to compare ourselves with others who have it worse, but this singer’s story serves as a challenging, cautionary tale.

  Maybe that’s why the Psalm writer invited everyone to regularly enter the gates of the Lord’s Temple with a “ticket” of thanksgiving and a “sacrifice” of praise (Psalm 27:6; 50:14, 23; 100:1-5; 107:22; 116:17). If praising God, in spite of however dark our days, was easy, then it wouldn’t be called a “sacrifice of praise.”

  “Through Jesus, therefore, let us continually offer to God a SACRIFICE of praise—the fruit of lips that confess his name. And do not forget to do good and to share with others, for with such sacrifices God is pleased” (Hebrews 13:15-16).

 

 
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