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Tuesday, February 27, 2007

HELP a Missionary Today

I am writing this as a request on behalf of one of my friends - Marilyn Bush. Marilyn is a Missionary in Kenya and lives in Mombasa. She has had and is having a fruitful and exciting ministry over these years of serving God and the church of Africa.

I am asking you that you simply click on to her Blogspot at http://marilynbush.blogspot.com/ Take a look at her Blog and if possible read over what she is up to. Next you can post a comment at the end of her postings.

I would love to have you meet Marilyn. Her blog is a great way to do that.

Thank you for encouraging her today.

~ Pastor Murray Lincoln ~

February Blahs

As I said on Sunday, I have a feeling that the Psalmist wrote Psalm 42 in February. He seems to feel the way that I feel at times. In “The Message”(–see below) he describes his feelings well. I will pluck these verses out to consider…

Psalm 42:11(NIV) Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.
Psalm 42:11(The Message) 11 Why are you down in the dumps, dear soul? Why are you crying the blues? Fix my eyes on God— soon I'll be praising again. He puts a smile on my face. He's my God.

Yes I feel downcast at times. Just like the rest of the folks that call for help. Yes I need to go to God in sometimes a desperate mode – crying for help.

Please notice the same Psalmist that writes the wonderful Psalm 150 – also struggles with his feelings. He has as many February Blah days as we do! That is good to hear.

If you will follow through with a short and simple Bible study… you will find that in Psalm 42 through to 44 he is feeling the same. Then after a wedding Psalm is inserted in the series he gives us the wonderful Psalm 46 – that states we should be still and know that God is GOD!

What am I saying today?

First, I need to recognize that I (my soul) needs help – it can get downcast.
Second, I need to get help. God is there to help me and will help find the old smile and get it back on my face again.
Third, for some of us, we may need more help. It may not go away as fast as it does for others.

The one thing that the Psalmist didn’t have is a good doctor. As my wife and I have faced off with the Blahs we have found that we need outside help at times. We have also agreed that it is not un-spiritual to seek help. Coupled with medication we have faced the issues together.

Are ministers allowed to be honest? This one has to be…

So if you will join me on this journey through this week we can make it together – arm in arm out of the “cabin fever stage” and into the bright sunshine of the weeks to come. Get your coat and boots on we are outta here!

~ Pastor Murray Lincoln ~
Psalm 42 (The Message)
Psalm 42
A psalm of the sons of Korah
1-3 A white-tailed deer drinks from the creek; I want to drink God, deep draughts of God. I'm thirsty for God-alive. I wonder, "Will I ever make it— arrive and drink in God's presence?" I'm on a diet of tears— tears for breakfast, tears for supper. All day long people knock at my door, Pestering, "Where is this God of yours?"

4 These are the things I go over and over, emptying out the pockets of my life. I was always at the head of the worshiping crowd, right out in front, Leading them all, eager to arrive and worship, Shouting praises, singing thanksgiving—celebrating, all of us, God's feast!

5 Why are you down in the dumps, dear soul? Why are you crying the blues? Fix my eyes on God—soon I'll be praising again. He puts a smile on my face. He's my God.

6-8 When my soul is in the dumps, I rehearse everything I know of you, From Jordan depths to Hermon heights, including Mount Mizar. Chaos calls to chaos, to the tune of whitewater rapids. Your breaking surf, your thundering breakers crash and crush me. Then God promises to love me all day, sing songs all through the night! My life is God's prayer.

9-10 Sometimes I ask God, my rock-solid God, "Why did you let me down? Why am I walking around in tears, harassed by enemies?" They're out for the kill, these tormentors with their obscenities, Taunting day after day, "Where is this God of yours?"

11 Why are you down in the dumps, dear soul? Why are you crying the blues? Fix my eyes on God—soon I'll be praising again. He puts a smile on my face. He's my God.

Monday, February 26, 2007

I Need A "Poof Wand" - How About You?

Have you ever wished you had a “poof wand” – you know the kind that the Fairies have in the cartoons. It would make it so easy to do something about the problems that come our way. When some one calls and tells you the tough time that they are going through – you could wave your wand and then “poof” the problem would disappear.

We all know it doesn’t work that way. There is no “poof” that will blow away the “owees” of life. There is no easy button that can be pushed to satisfy the needs that we have.

As I gave some thought to this dilemma that we all face I was looking at our big tree in the back yard. It grows slowly and steady through and around the problems. A blight of some sort attacked on of its branches a few years ago – so it grew new branches to compensate for its loss. Its growth is not something that can be seen in a short glance – but come back after a few months and you will see that it is still growing. Our neighbour near us said he remembers when the tree was smaller but that was over 25 years ago.

The tree watched as the house that stood where our house now stands, burned down. I imagine that it got some ash on it but it still grew on and on. Last summer with the violent wind it lost some branches but it still kept growing. In fact right at this moment the roots are putting out more feelers getting ready to offer more support for next summer.

Instead of a wand I need to encourage the one that is bruised at this moment, things will work out if we are steady as the old tree – and simply remember that God is the best problems solver that we know. Take it to him in prayer.

~ Pastor Murray Lincoln ~

Jeremiah 17:7-8 (New International Version)
7 "But blessed is the man who trusts in the LORD, whose confidence is in him.
8 He will be like a tree planted by the water that sends out its roots by the stream. It does not fear when heat comes; its leaves are always green. It has no worries in a year of drought and never fails to bear fruit."

Sunday, February 25, 2007

Taking Just a Little Peek

The little face peeked out the hole in the neighbour’s trim around his roof. Actually the culprit looking out of the hole – likely helped to make the hole. Meet Mister Squirrel.

Other than a few real cold days Mr. Squirrel and his many relatives have been as active this year as ever in our yard. From chasing each other around the trees to making tracks in our snowy yard – they are busy. It helps that one of our neighbours feeds them peanuts all year long.

The thought is so simple… and yet profound. How does a squirrel last through the winter?

The one little guy that peeked out the hole was eating snow. No kidding! He held the ball of snow like an acorn and was munching happily. In fact after finishing one piece he grabbed another.

I never thought of this simple fact before. God takes care of his own. He has placed this simple desire in its heart and the knowledge to take care of its life. Things that I have taken for granted or never been aware of – still happen.

With a wee bit of reading I discovered that birds eat snow as well. During the summer they regularly visit the bird bath we have. But during the winter they eat snow – specially if they stay in Canada!

It is the fact that the completely obvious was missed almost all my life. God is always there with the obvious waiting for someone to discover it. I am often in too big a hurry to see because of the painfully obvious fact I am too busy to see.

It may be my age and the fact that there are not a lot of years left to see – that I now look everywhere to just see a little. The world around me is exploding with these huge discoveries. WOW!

Can I ask you to look with me? To simply look around you for the new discoveries that God has placed there for you to find – is fun. Every single day is filled with new stuff I have found. Every nook and cranny has something of value.

Double WOW!

~ Pastor Murray Lincoln ~

Saturday, February 24, 2007

There are days you needn’t say anything – just looking is enough. Today was a day like that. We drove many unknown roads to simply enjoy the country around our city. The sun shone bright and the fields were brilliant with their cover of snow. We returned at about 5:00 PM to the most wonderful show of all – our back yard – brilliant and peaceful.

I do not have many words to tell you what I feel tonight – other than Thank You Lord for what you have provided.

This Saturday’s posting is simple but yet profound for me. When we realize what God has given us… how can we ask for more? Squirrel tracks, sunshine and shadows…

Here is a simple series of photos is my praise – just the beauty of it all. I am blessed – so very blessed.

~ Pastor Murray Lincoln ~

Explanation: The window hanging from the tree is from Southern Saskatchewan, about 100 years old now, still sparkling in the sunshine. The yellow bicycle has been around the world and back... purchased in 1950 in Peterborough as an old bicycle at the time, ridden from 20 years in the city and then taken to Pakistan to provide transportation for a Canadian working there... then brought home to Canada.

Friday, February 23, 2007

Does a Robin Ever Get Confused?

The snow that came last evening is about 2 inches deep. It is a fresh covering of white and cold snow. While shoveling this morning I could feel the cold on my bare hands. I reached down to brush some of the snow away – IT WAS COLD.

Yesterday some Robins showed up early. They are on their way back to their Canadian nesting grounds I guess. But if you can visualize this… a Robin up to his knees in snow and shivering you will understand the problem. These guys are a little too early.

A funny thought crossed my mind, and it is the form of a question, “Does a Robin ever get confused?” I mean they come back to the area that they are from and are ready to settle here again – but it snows. Do you think that they every scratch their heads and wonder why they followed the sense inside and why they are doing what they are doing? Something inside of them is driving them to get ready for the next step in their life – a new generation of little ones.

But then there is my life… and maybe yours… You and I did all that we could to follow the path that was before us. We were moved by the instinct that said do this or that. We felt very strongly that this is God’s will for us. And yet we arrive after the long flight through life with “snow up to our knees” when there should be no snow.

These are important junctures in our lives I believe. It is a time when the natural instinct to do what we should takes over and the apparent opposition or obstacles on the outside are just a little snow for now. God has a plan for us. God will lead us. Gad has led us up to now and will not stop. What a comfort to know this.

But I have to admit something, there are times that I get a whole lot confused and even frightened at times. Looking at the snow around my knees can be a little sobering to say the least.

The Robin knows something that I need to remember – the sunshine is coming to melt all the snow – soon. Below the snow there is a wealth of black soil and green grass. In that green grass especially are a wealth of earth worms that will be food for a King Robin and his little ones. There is hope.

Below my problems and past the frightening thoughts of the impossible – is God and all his hope and happiness. WOW what a thought that is for today.

I am joining you in prayer for what ever snow you face. Please let me know what you are facing and I will pray with you.

~ Pastor Murray Lincoln ~murray.lincoln@gmail.com

Thursday, February 22, 2007

Dropping Your Gourd and Humpty Dumpty

I can’t tell you the helpless feeling that swept over me. It was only a second of time that it took for the action to happen – but it seemed like 10 minutes. You know the slow motion of an object falling and you can’t do anything about it. Aaahhhh! Nuts!

I had been holding the gourd tightly and working on it diligently to get it ready to begin the art work on the side. It needed to be carefully scrapped and then sanded before the surface would be ready to apply the drawing.

The gourd is about as big as a melon and the shape of a very large apple to help you visualize what I was holding. In a split second it jumped out of my hand and fell gracefully through the air to the floor – and then THUD!

It had taken four months to dry this over the fall and winter – a year before. I had waited for this past year getting ready to now apply my idea to the surface.

My hands stopped flailing through the air in the vain attempt to catch the gourd as gravity took it. I looked over the edge of the table that I was working on to see the gourd was split from one end to the other. The crack was about 1/8 of an inch across and half way around the circumference.

Yes there were many words that immediately were drawn from the “hard drive” to “RAM” – but they didn’t appear on the “screen” nor the “speaker system” of my person.

Then I had a funny thought…
“Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,

Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.

All the King's horses,

And all the King's men

Couldn't put Humpty together again!”

After doing a little research I found the following information. Realizing that a group of people have gone through the same disheartening loss as I did made me feel better. Here is the story…

Who was Humpty Dumpty?


Humpty Dumpty was a colloquial term used in 15th century England to describe someone who was fat or obese - giving rise to lots of theories pertaining to the identity of Humpty Dumpty. However, in this case the question should be not Who was Humpty Dumpty but What was Humpty Dumpty? Humpty Dumpty was in fact an unusually large canon which was mounted on the protective wall of "St. Mary's Wall Church" in Colchester, England. It was intended to protect the Parliamentarian stronghold of Colchester which was in the temporarily in control of the Royalists during the period of English history, described as the English Civil War ( 1642 - 1649). A shot from a Parliamentary canon succeeded in damaging the wall underneath Humpty Dumpty causing the canon to fall to the ground. The Royalists 'all the King's men' attempted to raise Humpty Dumpty on to another part of the wall but even with the help of ' all the King's horses' failed in their task and Colchester fell to the Parliamentarians after a siege lasting eleven weeks.


Now I am not sure that brightens your “February moments” – when you drop your gourd – or not? But in some ways it helps me to know that I am not the only one flailing trying to grab/preserve something I have worked so hard on for so long.

Discouragement comes fast. It settles in quickly for a long stay – at least it whispers that to me when it arrives unexpected. But it doesn’t have to stay.

As I reached down to pick up my gourd and then tested the structural damage – I said to myself… “Myself, you and I can fix this!” I reached for my trusty tube of “Crazy Glue” that will stick anything to anything. And within 15 minutes my Humpty Dumpty was back together again. The King’s horses and King’s men didn’t make it out of the stable area before my gourd was as good as new.

My simple thoughts – and emphasis is on ‘simple’ – is that God is interested in your gourd… and your Humpty Dumpty factor.

(Although I did find it comical to read that the dudes that mounted the cannon did so… on the protective wall of the “St. Mary’s Wall Church” – anyone else see the humour in that…?)

~ Pastor Murray Lincoln ~

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

The Smallest Detail

It wasn’t until the leaves fell off our front Maple Tree that we discovered the tiny condo that was built high up on a branch. It is snuggled between two branches that continue skyward. The tree itself is only about 20 feet high with small branches. The little nest is secured by a fine weaving method out of very small twigs. Whoever built it had the intention to come back to their summer home.

This winter we have had some howling winds that have shaken the small tree. At one point heavy snow came down and filled the very small nest making it look like a Muffin with Cream Cheese icing on it. But this little domicile is as sturdy as ever.

Today it is ready for the owners to return. Only the owner will take it over as it is just too small to allow a bigger bird to nest there.

In our area we have a series of constant attacks by home invaders of the birds. The larger black birds and the crows are a constant threat to all the little nesting creatures. This small bird however chose a tree with large Maple leaves that easily cover the nest. The leaves are about four times the size of this nest. Smart little fellow I’d say.

As my thoughts of yesterday continue to ponder the wonder of a creation that is so massive, I am deeply moved to watch this tiny nest just outside my front room window. The absolute wonder of my God and his creative ability moves me. The vast extent of and variety of the creation around me stops me in my tracks.

We are in the dieing stages of winter in Ontario now. Two nights ago, the last time the Sun shone here, at about 5:00 PM – the scene on our back deck was amazing. The sun was low on the horizon and brightly beating in our bedroom window, spilling light across our bed. Immediately outside our bedroom door is the deck that is covered with a soft blanket of snow that is still about 12 inches deep. This deck is surrounded with the posts of the railing. The sun drew dark shadows in the soft snow as it spilled through the railing. The snow itself with the angle of the sun’s rays sparkled brightly – but more than that it was an orange and golden glowing colour.

As an artist there is no way that I can imitate this beauty of two nights ago. The greater wonder is that two days later on an overcast day, I can remember the colour. I will bask in this scene that is now in my memory – again and again. It is tucked there beside the vibrant colour of last fall’s leaves changing and right near the sound of the gentle breeze of last summer through our front tree on that hot afternoon.

In these past 24 hours my thoughts have ranged from the wonder of a Universe above me to the amazing little nest that is cuddled in the branches before me.

Creation is amazing. The one who made it all is real and so very powerful. There is nothing that he cannot do.

As I stepped out the front door this morning it is still and cool. But just down the street and in a very high tree is a very small bird. I can’t see him yet as it is still in the early hours of today. But is he every singing! And what a song it is. Who taught him to reach that beautiful range and gave him such a heart to sing so loudly?

My little world is simply amazing. How about yours? But then with such an amazing God – what else should we expect?

WOW!

~ Pastor Murray Lincoln ~

This portion of scripture is plucked from a paragraph in The Message… and so clearly points to the wonder of God…from Romans 1: 18-23 – The Message..

But the basic reality of God is plain enough. Open your eyes and there it is! By taking a long and thoughtful look at what God has created, people have always been able to see what their eyes as such can't see: eternal power, for instance, and the mystery of his divine being. So nobody has a good excuse.

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

The Bang and God


The last words of the article jumped out of my magazine. Quote, “Stars, it seems, really may go kaboom. Woosley, still in love with pyrotechnics, is delighted. "It's like God built the universe just for me." End Quote…

No this statement was particularly important to me in that it is in a recent article of “The National Geographic Magazine” (see below)– an international magazine not known for its ‘God’ or ‘Christian’. Generally speaking it points to a creation that is at best a ‘happening’ of chance.

Yet the topic of the article is the present and up-to-date creation that is taking place on any and every day in the universe that is all around us. Stuff is happening in the outer space far from our little blue planet.

On the other hand the typical, God fearing, Bible toting Christian wants little to do with controversy of evolution and people that oppose the Creation Theories of the ‘Bible People’. We have all been around the block a few times on that one.

Here in all the glory is a fascinating article about our creation that is still being created. What an amazing though that is for all of us. It is happening all the time.

Now maybe you won’t get quite as excited as I do when you look at the heavens above at night. For me it is beyond description the feelings I have when looking at the wonder.

In the article you will read the following words… quote…
Early on February 18, 2006, Swift recorded an outpouring of gamma rays from somewhere toward the constellation Aries. Within three minutes, the satellite had determined the position of the burst and broadcast an alert.

Two days later, astronomers at a telescope in Arizona reported that the burst came from a small, nearby galaxy, only a fraction as far away as usual. Astronomers had already traced a connection between bursts and supernovas. But this burst was so close, and Swift had spotted it so quickly, that scientists hoped it would help confirm what they suspected: A gamma-ray burst is an exploding star's opening act. After an unusually long flood of gamma rays and x-rays, lasting more than half an hour rather than the typical few seconds, the February 18 burst gave way to visible and infrared light. Within three days this afterglow was fading away—and then the supernova grabbed the spotlight. End quote… (see reference below..)

To understand you need to know a little about “Swift”. “Swift” is a special satellite launched in 2004… quote…
Swift, launched in 2004, scans the skies for gamma rays. When it detects a burst, it swivels its telescopes toward the source to get a good fix and detect the afterglow—the lingering point of light that marks the spot where a burst originated. It also sends an alert to earthbound astronomers, who can take a closer look with bigger telescopes. End quote… (see reference below)

Swift helps earthlings to concentrate their attentions on one area when a Star is going to erupt, changing radically to its new shape – possibly even creating a Black Hole/Supernova.

Now I know that this may not turn your crank today – but it simply blows me away! My God created it all. And better yet it is an ongoing, everyday, a living creation. It includes a snow storm, a volcano, a butterfly and a baby Robin with its mouth wide open.

At this moment I have just been talking to God. He called and I answered. He as reassured me that he will take of some of the really big problems that I carry. In fact he has asked if I can take care of some really, really big parts of his creation… and my answers is ‘No’.

Today I need to know that he is in charge. Today he has spoken softly that he is completely in charge. Wow! I needed that.












Job 38:31-32 (New International Version)
31 "Can you bind the beautiful Pleiades? Can you loose the cords of Orion?
32 Can you bring forth the constellations in their seasons or lead out the Bear with its cubs?


~ Pastor Murray Lincoln ~

For you reading interest and pleasure take a look at

“Bang – The Cataclysmic Death of Stars”
www.ngm.com/0703

And… SWIFT
In a Flash NASA Helps Solve 35-year-old Cosmic Mysteryhttp://www.nasa.gov/mission_pages/swift/bursts/short_burst_oct5.html

Monday, February 19, 2007

When He Comes Into The Room Everything Changes

When he comes into the room everyone looks his way. You can’t miss him. His laugh is infectious. Everything he does is a statement that he is there. He has a personality that is unusual. He is always smiling – well almost always…

His name is Dan. Yesterday I saw him at it again. Just walking into the foyer of the church caused a reaction. People that were speaking with each other turned and looked his way. He moved through the crowd of people with his hand out shaking hands with each person… then he would laugh deeply. You couldn’t miss him.

Some people are like that. They have something about them that just makes a statement when they come through the door. What an amazing quality to be given. I call it a “People Ability” or the PA Factor.

Last evening I ‘discovered’ another scripture that has hit home again. There it was the “People Ability” or PA Factor. It was designed by God himself – it is from God himself. That scripture is found in Psalm 29 – the whole Psalm. I have copied in the Psalm below for you to read.

This Psalm is so amazing – as it describes the Voice of God… and along with the Voice comes his presence. Along with this knowledge comes a desire to stop and Praise him. You just want to be in his presence. And being in his presence – everything changes.

WOW! What a difference that makes in all the yucky human things we have to do every day.

The man that I have pointed to, Dan, is a man that has been transformed by Spending Time In God’s Presence. That “STIGP” factor has made a huge difference in his life. Dan was a man, in his broken stage, that beat his wife and kids. He was horrible to live around or be with. In one remarkable time God stepped in and cleaned him up. God saved him from alcoholism and a tragic end that would have kept him in prison. Now today he has taken on the qualities of his Lord – a “People Ability” or PA Factor.

Dan is our Community Chaplain (on the right in the photo). And in God’s providence and guidance He has chosen Dan to work closely with men that are completely broken. These men are coming from Federal Prisons and need a PA Factor to get it right and rebuild their lives.

Oddly enough in our Peterborough situation Dan has been given a partner in his ministry – his name is Darrin G (on the left in the photo). When Darrin comes into the room the same thing happens – his laughter is infectious. When his laugh bubbles out everyone stops and grins. Now get Dan and Darrin together – WOW!

I know their stories today also... there are times that it is hard to go on...but they do.

If Dan and Darrin are reading this some day – “I just want to say thank you guys for being who you are!” And most of all Thank God for what he has done for these two – that in turn they are doing so much for so many.

By The Way - you can check out what Dan and Darrin do at http://www.ptbochaplaincy.org/

~ Pastor Murray Lincoln ~

Psalm 29
A psalm of David.
1 Praise the Lord, you mighty angels.
Praise the Lord for his glory and strength.
2 Praise the Lord for the glory that belongs to him.
Worship the Lord because of his beauty and holiness.
3 The voice of the Lord is heard over the waters.
The God of glory thunders.
The Lord thunders over the mighty waters.
4 The voice of the Lord is powerful.
The voice of the Lord is majestic.
5 The voice of the Lord breaks the cedar trees.
The Lord breaks the cedars of Lebanon into pieces.
6 He makes the mountains of Lebanon skip like a calf.
He makes Mount Hermon jump like a young wild ox.
7 The voice of the Lord strikes
with flashes of lightning.
8 The voice of the Lord shakes the desert.
The Lord shakes the Desert of Kadesh.
9 The voice of the Lord twists the oak trees.
It strips the forests bare.
And in his temple everyone cries out, "Glory!"
10 The Lord on his throne rules over the flood.
The Lord rules from his throne as King forever.
11 The Lord gives strength to his people.
The Lord blesses his people with peace.

Sunday, February 18, 2007

God and God Alone

It is funny how God deals with you at times. There I was speeding through last week with glee. Plans are in place to do the next thing in my life – and then right out of the blue God says, “Whoa, there Murray, let’s deal with this small issue.” I didn’t think I had an issue!

Have you ever had God stop you in your tracks when you least expect it and do something that you never even expected? Now it would be nice to have him do something that “feels good” – but this time, for me, it brought up a not so good thing.

On Saturday my wife and I were driving around our community looking at stuff. That is another way for me to describe shopping. We go into one store and then another – and so on.

One store is a place where there are antiques and old stuff – just a fun place to be in. It was there that God said the “Whoa..”

A man that I have had some considerable dealings with walked in to the same place of business. He was shopping also. It has been months since I last saw him – but there he was in all his ‘realness’! This man has been a royal pain at times. He has cheated, lied and done some bad stuff – all the time acting spiritual… then he hurt someone that I know very well. Yes – he is a strong Christian too.

After one or two terrible things that he did I was so disgusted that I simply wrote him off. But I was still connected to him by a piece of machine shop equipment that he owned – and that I had promised to store in my garage for him. It has been there for over three years now – and every time I look at it reminds me again of what he did and who he hurt with his terrible attitude.

On Saturday when we ‘bumped into each other’ at the store we were in – he asked me if his equipment was still in my garage… and if he could get it now. I stammered yes – but said it would be about three months before he could get it – as I was very busy now. Then I stated that there was an issue of three years of rent on the storage space… yadda yadda yadda. He gave me his telephone number and left. What do I do now? The old frustration for this guy bounced right back to the surface. Yikes I am not healed of this stuff from the past!

As we drove back into the city we came to Home Depot. I knew that they might carry something to replace the thing that this man owned and that I had been using this thing for... for the past three years. We pulled in and made the purchase – went home and in about four hours I had extracted his machine from the garage and placed it outside. It was done – not in three months but rather about 6 hours since I spoke with him.

It was at that moment that I realized a new healing again. The old anger and frustration was evaporating and was being replaced by a peace. I was free. Today the man came to my house to see about moving his machine to his place. We smiled and shook hands and he said, “Thanks so much Murray for doing this for me.” I smiled back genuinely and meant it.

He hasn’t changed much from what I saw. That is God’s problem anyway – not mine. But I changed and that is what matters to me. I am free now of the pain in the neck and the sight of the stuff that reminded me of what had happened.

God wanted me free too. What a defining moment that has been – complete Freedom from the past. Wow!

Then tonight at church my partner, Pastor Tim Taylor, was used by God to complete the final process. We were talking about music and a special song that touched all of us. The words are copied in below.

What happened…? Through God and the words and Pastor Tim the proper perspective came to what was happening to me. It is complicated to write about but wonderful to live through.

Are you dealing with the stuff of the past? Maybe something has weighed you down too. God is great at sorting it out – give him a try. The part that is specially important – Listen for the “Whoa…”.

~ Pastor Murray Lincoln ~

God and God Alone
God and God alone

Created all these things we call our own

From the might to the small

The glory in them all

Is God's and God's alone



God and God alone

Reveals the truth of all we call unknown

All the best and worst of man

Can't change the master plan

It's God's and God's alone



God and God alone

Is fit to take the universe's throne

Let everything that lives

Reserve its truest praise

For God and God alone



God and God alone

Will be the joy of our eternal home

He will be our one desire

Our hearts will never tire

Of God and God alone



Chorus..

God, and God alone, it fit to take the universe's throne.

Let everything that lives reserve

its truest praise for God and God alone

Words and Music by Phill McHugh

Copyright 1984 River Oaks Music Co. (BMI)
Sung by Steve Green…


Saturday, February 17, 2007

Just Enjoy What You Have

It was noisy around the table when the cake came in. Why wouldn’t it be? Thomas had just turned 9 years – and mom had made him a big cake. As you can see from the victory salute with nine fingers raised – it is a celebration. His brothers looking on…

We were not able to attend the celebration but heard from Thomas. Last year it was an extremely busy day when his birthday arrived. He told us that he had a Mars Bar with a candle on it. His mom is very creative – and he loves chocolate! Having a Mars Bar all to himself with three brothers salivating across from him made it taste even better!

This year – the big cake was his! But I know that he shared some of it.

One simple thought that has come so clear in these last days, I need to enjoy what I have – for however long it might be with me. I am very wealthy if I do take time to enjoy it now. Brenda’s posting yesterday brought that thought back again. What I have is so important now. It may not always be.

Now the next step is to enjoy what you have so much… that you do not need anything else. Thomas has demonstrated this fact – he loves food. He loves a Mars Bar with a candle, or big Birthday Cake with nine candles – of the biggest chicken burger that anyone has ever seen. The photo says it all.

The “Bare Naked Ladies” are a favorite Canadian group of mine. They write and sing some of the wackiest songs ever. One of my favorite songs they do is, “If I had a Million Dollars” – in it they poke fun of the idea… One thing for sure, you would not be enjoying what you have now but rather what want more of later.

If YOU had a Million Dollars now - YOU probably would have worried all night wondering what you will do tomorrow with your new millions – how to keep it and where to invest it… and who might try to get it from you. You can’t relax when you are a millionaire. I know I would be like that.

Thomas is not a Millionaire yet (but he is a very good hockey player... maybe someday)

Thomas enjoys now. That is a good one for Grandpa to re-learn today.

~ Pastor Murray Lincoln ~

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Words to describe my life…

If I Had a Million Dollars


If I had a million dollars (if I had a million dollars)


I'd buy you a house (I would buy you a house)


If I had a million dollars (if I had a million dollars)


I'd buy you furniture for your house (Maybe a nice Chesterfield or an ottoman)


If I had a million dollars (if I had a million dollars)


I'd buy you a K-Car (a nice Reliant automobile)


If I had a million dollars I'd buy your love.


If I had a million dollars


I'd build a tree fort in our yard


If I had a million dollars


You could help, it wouldn't be that hard


If I had a million dollars


Maybe we could put a refrigerator in there


Wouldn't that be fabulous


If I had a million dollars (if I had a million dollars)


I'd buy you a fur coat (but not a real fur coat that's cruel)


If I had a million dollars (if I had a million dollars)


I'd buy you an exotic pet (like a llama or an emu)


If I had a million dollars (if I had a million dollars)


I'd buy you John Merrick's remains (All them crazy elephant bones)


If I had a million dollars I'd buy your love.

If I had a million dollars


We wouldn't have to walk to the store


If I had a million dollars


We'd take a limousine 'cause it costs more.


If I had a million dollars


We wouldn't have to eat Kraft Dinners


But we would, we'd just eat more.


If I had a million dollars (if I had a million dollars)


I'd buy you a green dress (but not a real green dress, that's cruel)


If I had a million dollars (if I had a million dollars)


I'd buy you some art (a Picasso or a Garfunkel)


If I had a million dollars (if I had a million dollars)


I'd buy you a monkey (haven't you always wanted a monkey?)


If I had a million dollars If I had a million dollars


If I had a million dollars If I had a million dollars


Friday, February 16, 2007

A Winter Wonderland

By Brenda Van Lier

My husband and I are “Retired” and live in rural Ontario. This can have it's drawbacks as one needs to drive to get anywhere. But on days like today--in the midst of a snow storm, I find it wonderful.

Hearing of the pending storm on Monday we made sure we shopped and so have lots of provisions on hand. We have a fireplace and only need add another log to enjoy the warmth it sends out. I love to cook on days like this and make huge pots of home-made chicken soup.

At the moment my husband is out plowing the driveway with the plow on his garden tractor--he really enjoys this activity so it is not a hardship. I know he will also enjoy a nice bowl of hot chicken soup when he comes in.

One of my greatest joys is getting up in the morning and looking out at what animal tracks may be seen in the fresh snow. We have our share of mice, rabbits, deer, wolves etc. It is amazing to see how close to the house these animals have come while we have been sleeping. It is with joy that we share this property with God's wildlife.

Our lives have not always been so idyllic. We have raised 4 children and had our share of worries together with financial woes. But we have come through all that--our children are grown and married, happily living their own lives. We have a wonderful granddaughter we cherish. God has been good to us. We are now enjoying a period of peace and calm in our lives. I can truly say I am content.

Whether in a time of storm or time of calm, I have come to learn that God Always walks with us. He answers our Prayers--in His Way and in His Time--- He does give us the desires of our hearts as we Love Him.

I could look around our circumstances today & see through other eyes: health concerns; a raft of unfinished jobs around the house; not quite nenough money to buy anything new. But I choose Not to see with those eyes. I choose to see all that we Have, all that brings such Joy. I have a Thankful heart today as I dwell on all God has done for us.

Philippians 4; v.11 tells us: ... I have learned how to be content with whatever I have.
I have a Thankful heart today as I dwell on all God has done for us.

Today… I have learned to put my trust in God.

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Thank you Brenda... what a blessing you are.

~ Pastor Murray Lincoln ~

Thursday, February 15, 2007

Star Qualities and Leadership Abilities

Picture this if you can… It is cold in the arena and the sound the skates on the ice is crisp and clear. Outside the building it is minus 22C degrees – inside it feels like minus 35C. The teams are warming up as they fly through the cold arena air. There is a swirl of young bodies as they warm up for the first puck to be dropped. The half dozen pucks they are using make bullet like sounds as they ricochets off the boards. The faithful fans, parents and supporters are moving from side to side to keep their feet warm. They shake their feet once in a while to get the circulation back from the biting cold. This is hockey at its roots – one community playing another in a quarter final game. The winner moves on to play an Ajax team next.

Last night I was one of the foot shakers – I am a supporter of the “Nationals” – a Peterborough team that has a number of dynamic young men mixed together to operate as a machine. They were playing Clarington “Torros” an equal match for the “Nationals”. Coming into the game last evening they were tied in their series – this match is the tie breaker. To add some small tensions to this mix of swirling bodies… the Nationals beat the Torros on Sunday night 4 – 0. This was to be a good game.

Ouch...!
Fast forward to the last 5 minutes of the last period, the Torros have wopped the Nationals at this point. The score board shows 7 for the visitors and 1 for the home team. The penalty box has been full at times. The Nationals team has had up to four guys in the penalty box at one time. The Torros maxed out their penalty box at 2 at one point. For you non-hockey people – penalty boxes are for the guys that did not so good stuff while playing – and even for not so good stuff when they are not playing.

In the last five minutes two Nationals were tossed from the game – back to the dressing room before the game was even over. For non-hockey people even understand – that is a no-no.

As the final buzzer went the Nationals had two guys in the penalty box and two men off the bench and into the locker room. The score stood at 7 – 1. The team had been pulverized to say the least. Not the highest moment to remember this season. At the buzzer signal about half the Nationals headed to the locker room whacking sticks on the side boards. The pain was all too evident. This was a sharp contrast to the hoards of Torros that spilled on the ice to surround their goalie.

One of ‘our’ parents behind me said “Come on guys – Where is the handshake?” I looked down and there were about six Nationals left on the ice to meet the Torros for the skate off and handshake. This is the hardest moment in any game when the loser has to say to the winner – “Great game buddy – thanks…”

It was at that moment that I confirmed the pick of the “Stars” of that game – the MVPs. I saw the most valuable players – the ones that will go the furthest in life. One in particular stood out head and shoulders above the rest… his name is Michael Taylor.

Now I have a problem with describing Michael in an unbiased way – he is the reason that my wife and I came to this hockey game on Valentines night Feb 14, 2007. We wanted to support and encourage this young man.

There on the ice, with the Nationals hockey shirt on with a large black “C” on his left shoulder area, stood Michael. He waited for the Torros to finish their victory huddle. Michael was alone at first and then about six more Nationals joined him. Michael took off his glove and shook the first Torro’s hand and then proceeded to congratulate the winners, smiling at each one.

Earlier, sometime just after the seventh goal for the Torros I saw Michael in action again. The referees were dealing with a series of penalty where two of Michael’s team mates were heading to the penalty box. Michael was standing beside one of the Torro players and talking in a calm fashion. They smiled at each other and play began again.

I want the whole world to know that Michael Taylor is a star of the Nationals and in my books an MVP (Most Valuable Player). Through an agonizing defeat and a game that makes everyone want to forget hockey – Michael remembered that it is not about winning but it is a great game.

How do you shout from your keyboard, “THIS GUY IS NUMBER ONE…!” How do you say to the waiting and unsuspecting world, “MICHAEL TAYLOR is a born leader – watch out world!”

Well I just did and I am a proud fan of a great young man.

You may wonder at a Minister getting so excited about hockey and a player – showing favouritism as well. Well I am one of Michael’s pastors. His dad is his first Pastor – I fall into number 2 position, as his assistant. Both of us are amazed and happy as we watch Michael keep his spirituality as a key element in his busy young life.

Hey Michael – I am proud of you – right along with your mom and dad. I am praying for you buddy!

~ Pastor Murray Lincoln ~


Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Maintaining a Merry Heart

“It has been nuts today! We have had hundreds of people in the store.” the young lady stated. She served me last evening, February 13, in the Shopper’s Drug Mart photo department. She described a day that was packed with customers looking for Valentine Gifts.

As I looked around I could see her point, there were hundreds of people milling around the candy and Valentines gift section. The people were lined up about 12 deep at the cash register and more were coming. It was about 9:30 PM in the evening.

About two thirds were men buying a last minute item – with few things left on the shelves to purchase.

Yesterday and today more candy will be sold than at any other time in North America.

AND – No I wasn’t buying a Valentine card or gift! I am more romantic than that – I am taking my wife to a Hockey Game tonight! Shish!

I read yesterday that this tradition is now unofficially been given a new name, “Hallmark holiday” in honour of the card company that works so hard to produce one product for one day’s use.

A long time ago a very wise man penned some words that are best to remember all year round – AND these words are all about the Heart.
Proverbs 15:12-14 (New King James Version)
12 A scoffer does not love one who corrects him, Nor will he go to the wise. 13 A merry heart makes a cheerful countenance, But by sorrow of the heart the spirit is broken. 14 The heart of him who has understanding seeks knowledge, But the mouth of fools feeds on foolishness.

Two special thoughts are fastened in the center of this text – a Merry Heart and Heart of Sorrow. The NIV bible puts it this way - 13 A happy heart makes the face cheerful, but heartache crushes the spirit.

The people that were buying gifts last evening didn’t look happy. My question that surfaced last evening was, ‘I wonder when the last time that they had laughed?’ I guess you don’t laugh when the shelves are empty and you have forgotten to get something…!

A Merry or Happy Heart is the best medicine that we can give each other. In fact it is as good as or better than any medicine that Shopper’s Drug Mart might dispense.

As I waited for my photos to come out of the machine, the young lady was joking with another staff member. Together they laughed with glee. These gals had been there through the thick and thin of one very busy shift – but they still giggled together. Both faces shone. I want them to be my ‘helpers’ next time I shop in the store –in fact I will look them up next time to see how they are doing. What a difference a giggle makes!

Earlier...

On my way home from my office yesterday I stopped by Emma’s house (Emma is our granddaughter). She was sitting at the dinning room table doing her French Homework. I called out to Emma, “Do you have lots of homework Emma?”

She said, “I have homework up to my ‘Wazoo’!”

I asked her, “Emma, what is your ‘Wazoo’ en Francais?”

She grinned and said, “Je n’est sais pas..” We all laughed again. (meaning... "I don't know")

May this day be one of laughter for you. May you find one person to giggle with. May you be able to laugh long and deeply through whatever you are facing.

And when you are up to your ‘Wazoo…’ smile a little and then giggle… it is so much better than the other stuff!

~ Pastor Murray Lincoln ~

Want to know all about Valentines Day try http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Valentine

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Snow and More Snow

Can it get any deeper? The photo clearly shows two automobiles – one car and the other a van. However it is with the addition under many inches of snow. This was taken south of where we live – read the words again – south of where we live. Actually it is across Lake Ontario in a New York county of Oswego.

I feel for these people. And more is coming today and tomorrow – believe it or not.

Perhaps for no other reason today this blog is to get you to be happy for what you are facing where you are. It can always be worse.

There are folks that read this blog in south-east Asia that suffer each day with very warm weather. Some have lived in Canada and miss what we have. We wish you were here as well.

It brought my thoughts to what can happen now with what we have. Reading the Bible account of Daniel over has helped me see again what we are capable to do with what we have.

Daniel and others were dragged into captivity to a place called Babylon. This is situated not far from the present day Bagdad, Iraq. Nebuchadnezzar was the man that was in charge and had captured these men. The conditions of Babylon were not like home. They were prisoners in a foreign land – a place that they didn’t like nor want to be. But they made the best of it.

I know that living in a snow belt and being buried in ten feet of snow(in some cases it is nearly 12 feet) can seem impossible to live with – but making the most of it is the way we survive in this area.

Your life is maybe even worse than Daniel and his friends. It may seem worse than the worst snow fall…in that there is no melting of the snow drifts in front of your life. There is no way out of what you face – at least it seems like that is the case.

Remember Daniel was a captive slave. He was never going home. So with that in mind he made the best of what he faced at the moment – and NEVER STOPPED PRAYING. As I have been dwelling on this thought it has helped me to refocus on the task at hand.

In a recent visit to a senior lady I was amazed at the woman’s resilience. After she shared with me her inability she punctuated the statement she made – by saying, “But I can still pray.”

God help us today to face the realities of a storm in our lives – and then deal with the snow banks afterward. God is interested in every detail. Why not talk to him today?

~ Pastor Murray Lincoln ~

Monday, February 12, 2007

Investment in Heaven

Emma, our granddaughter, just passed the 8 year mark. She is growing so fast and a genuine inspiration.

For her 8th birthday one of her great grandmas sent her $25 for her birthday present. When her daddy gave her the $25 he also talked to her about her tithe. Emma asked, “What’s that?” Bruce explained how much it should be and explained the 10% factor and why we give it.

Emma with glee looked at Bruce and smiled, “I will sure have lots of crystals in my crown!”

Need I say more? Yes Emma you will… you really will.

~ Pastor Murray Lincoln ~

Sunday, February 11, 2007

What Are The Possibilities?

As I placed the last shovel of snow on the side of the driveway I had to throw it a bit to get it to the top of the growing pile. The pile has now reached about four feet high and is about 40 feet in length. Other folk on our street have created small, conical piles at the right and left of the driveway entrance. These piles stand like a sculpture of some sort. It is February and Canadians in our area are bearing down to make it through the rest of the winter. Within two months most of the snow will be gone again.

As I shoveled the snow the air was clean and crisp with a light wind blowing. The sun shone brightly. I looked closely at the pile of snow near the driveway – then thought something is happening at the base of the pile that no one can even see. The plants are growing. There is life below the cold. Life is going on – even though it is so cold on top.

I walked toward the back yard and scrapped some of the snow off the grass as I cleared the walk way into the yard. Sure enough the grass is as green as can be and doing well. It is ready to go for its appearance in the next few months. But it can’t be uncovered just yet. I pushed a shovel or so of snow back on to the green patch to protect it from the upper elements of cold.

I spent a good hour looking yesterday at the snow and our yard. I imagined the possibilities of next spring and summer. The yard will leap into its glory very soon. The possibilities are limitless.

The thought is so simple…
There are summer times in our lives when all the glory of the growth of spring has come to full radiance. All of the planting and the cultivating has produced a glorious flower garden. But all of that was only possible after the season of winter when it was cold and the ground had been covered with the snow banks.

Every snow bank is a possibility of life beneath it. Every winter season in our lives is a promise of a wonderful time when the world changes and spring is comes.

Yesterday…
Yesterday I stood quietly at the bedside of two dear ladies with their families. I was facing death again as it came to the rooms that I visited. I was on call as a Chaplain serving the hospital this past weekend.

While I was there Eva slipped into the presence of the Lord while her daughter stood crying at the side her bed. Eva was 69 years old. Eva has struggled with cancer for five years making it impossible to really have any quality of life. A good portion of her last five years were spent in Doctor’s Offices and in hospital beds. She slipped peacefully away. As her daughter spoke with me she said quietly, “This has been a long cold time in my life.”

In the next room Natalina was dieing as well. Her younger brother Joe stood with her. She was 84 years old and he loved her so much. This tough older man cried deeply as he shared with me how she had looked after him for 54 years he had lived with her. I do not know all the Italian family dynamics – all I could see was the love that they had for each other.

There was something the same about these two settings. The same in each room was the dynamic and robust youth of each of the lady’s children and grandchildren. As they each shook my hand and thanked me deeply for coming there was vibrancy and life in them. There was a promise of a future for family traditions and family stories. These families were alive and well – even as they faced the cold winter of death.

Death for me is always sobering. Standing beside the beds of people that are slipping away is never easy. But I have come to realize that good things will happen even after their deaths. Something would go on for the family. They would go from these deeply cold winter season to the summer in their lives. The possibilities are deep and wonderful.

One of the granddaughters cried quietly and said, “She won’t see her new great granddaughter.”
My thoughts in response were simple – she will have a granddaughter and great granddaughter that will tell stories about this wonderful lady – many years to come.

Winter will come – but spring and summer are soon to appear.

What are the possibilities? As I watch my grandkids each time I am with them – they are life and a promise of what will be. What are the possibilities? Wow - is my best answer.

~ Pastor Murray Lincoln ~

Here are some more winter/summer photos for you....

Saturday, February 10, 2007

Shaken from the Past

My jaw dropped yesterday. I was sitting at my computer keyboard. Just before turning it off and leaving the office I clicked on the “Send Receive” of the Email program. Tada – one new email popped into view. I couldn’t believe my eyes – it was from my Aunt Annie in Brooks, Alberta. It has been a long time since I have been this surprised. Let me explain.

My Aunt is an Octogenarian and most Octogenarians DON’T START sending emails… or pick up a computer and use the wireless features in a seniors home – which she was doing as she clicked the Send button. Many of the Octogenarians that I meet have to deal with finding their glasses and their missing shoe. No I am not stereo typing Octogenarians – it is just a fact.

Computers and many Octogenarians are like me and a court room – I know there is a judge and a guard or two – along with a few other official looking people – but I am not comfortable being there.

Let me introduce my Aunt Annie to you – she is amazing! I shouldn’t be surprised to get an email from her – she has always been on a cutting edge in her life. At a very early age as a young lady she launched out with another young lady and took a ‘pastorate’ in a rural setting in Manitoba. That was a giant leap for young ladies of their day. Then upon meeting a handsome young man named Max – she took another giant leap and became a homemaker, farm manager, hired man(oops hired woman), amateur archeologist, midwife to all kinds of animals, care giver to a growing family, and finally gerontologist as a care giver to her own mother.

Added to that, she was and is a prayer warrior. Everyday she spends time with the Lord.

The last notation in my memory – that of prayer is how I know her best. For a large period of her life, and mine, when I was in my teen and twenties years –she prayed more than anyone. She prayed for her kids and all her nieces and nephews – and for that matter any young person that was traveling through that stage of their lives.

How did I know that she prayed? She told me indirectly and directly. She advised me – directly and indirectly as well. You see there was a “call of God” on my life. I ran from it and she prayed for it. When I finally stopped running from God and turned to him – there was an immediate knowledge that Aunt Annie had been involved in influencing this decision by prayer.

The story is too long to tell in this short column. It would take 62 years and 303 days to get it all out. I think that as her oldest and probably wildest nephew she learned to pray early. But then she also has a son, my cousin and friend, that stretched her prayers a wee bit too.

Her brother and sister-in-law kept her informed of how she could pray for me and my siblings. You see – they prayed too. I didn’t have a chance!

Her prayers shook me loose from a past that wasn’t good – to a future that was possible.

I am not afraid to become an Octogenarian. If God should direct it my Octogenarian years are only 17 years and 62 days away. Aunt Annie helped me to see that older is better – not bitter.

What an amazing lady she is. Ooops – I should say – addressing her directly – What an amazing lady YOU are… Aunt Annie! I know that you are likely on the 3rd floor of your building right now reading this. Because they don’t have the wireless available in your room yet – you are plunked down at their computers.

I know it took some effort to get there – this Octogenarian level of life. Aunt Annie – thank you for not giving up on me. Thanks so much for praying all of those prayers for all of these years. I know that God has a huge crown in heaven waiting just for you.

Today I am praying for you and Uncle Max – may these next years be the best that you have ever had.

~ Pastor Murray Lincoln ~
(the Nephew you prayed for…)

Friday, February 09, 2007

How Big Are Angels?

Angels are not something that most people think about. Think about or not they are very much there and part of God’s connecting with our world. Have you ever thought about Angels? How big are Angels anyway? Do they have wings of something like that? So many folk stories surround them.

In the Bible there are many accounts of Angels given to us. You will find that they show up every time God has another important announcement or task to be done. They are obedient to him and are there to serve the almighty God.

John, a minister friend of mine lived in a difficult situation. As a minister he was called by God to live and serve among drug addicts in an inner city setting. The apartment that his family lived in was in a building that was almost the centre of much of the drug happening. Deals were regularly cut in the hallways or entrance areas of the building. The people dealing had little fear of anyone – but instead produced fear in every one. No one would cross these men and women.

John lived there with his wife and two children. The apartment was strung out along the side of the building, as all apartments are, with the kitchen, dinning room and living room on the left as you come in and the bedrooms and bathroom to the right of the entrance.

It had been a difficult day for John. He had been trying to intervene on behalf of young man that was caught in the swirl that comes along with an addiction. The young man’s mother and sister were desperate for help and had worked closely with John. Finally that day they had been able to get him into a special shelter away from the drug scene. With God’s help and help from a team that would work with him he perhaps could straighten his life out. It had been a long day.

John was effective in what he did within his ministry. But John also was under attack from frightening thoughts. Fear would seize him at times and almost paralyzed him. As he described the scene of that evening I could feel the Fear as well.

As John sat in his lazy boy chair reading he could here a commotion in the hallway outside his apartment door. People were talking to each other – at times with animated and loud. Then the sounds escalated to an apparent fight taking place a short distance from his door. There was silence and then a knocking at his door – normal at first and then it became more urgent. John’s vision locked on the door. Opening it at this stage was not a prudent thing to do – he knew that. His wife and children were sleeping just down the hallway. There was danger outside the door.

The knocking stopped and then there was silence… broken only by a muffled noise not far from his door.

It was in the next while that Fear began to grip his thoughts. The thoughts began small and then grew – until they were swirl of rage firing from every side. It made his heart beat faster and he felt riveted to his chair. The one major thought was, “I will get your family...” This thought was not his own – but rather a very real Satanic orchestrated attack designed to render him useless… perhaps even drive him out of the building with his family in tow.

As I listened to John tell me his story I saw the Fear again and identified with what he was saying. I had personally been in this kind of Fear Filled situation as well – not the same kind of thing that John had faced – but one that paralyzed me with the same feelings. I knew what he was talking about.

John continued… As he sat there sensing what was happening around him he prayed, “God help us. God protect us. God what will I do?” Fear had a strong hold on him in every way.

This was not the first time it had happened either. The sense this time was that his family was at risk and that they needed to flee.

As John sat in his chair he looked at the door hearing a muffled noise again. It was definitely not real but yet it was real. A hand appeared slowly from the crack in the door. Not a human hand but rather something that looked as if was from a horror movie. John realize then that this reality around him had moved into kind of a vision state… where he was seeing what God would have him see. This was the world around him and this was the cause of the Fear that he felt. This was a demonic hand trying to reach into his apartment and life with every intention to destroy them all. This was the Fear itself.

As the now vision continued the arm was followed by the upper body and then the grinning head. It was now part way into his very apartment and looked down the hallway to the bedrooms of his sleeping family. It was heading there next.

John in desperation cried out, “Jesus help us. What will I do?”

Quite suddenly a light began to appear inside his apartment door. There in the middle of the light was a very, very large Angel. This Angel was much larger than the creature that was now part way into the entrance way. John said the Angel’s arms were massive – almost as big as a man’s thigh. The Angel stared at the creature and then drew his sword hanging from his side. With one definite swish, the arm of the demon was severed. In the same instant it disappeared and was gone. The Angel crossed his arms and stood to attention – ready for any further action that might come his way. This was God’s man and he was there to protect him.

As John told me this powerful vision that he had I was filled with awe. God had allowed John to see a world that was there – but couldn’t be seen with John’s eyes until God opened his spiritual eyes to see.

John said the most amazing thing happened in the next moments as he sat in his chair – the Fear had vanished. It was gone completely. All was well again – there was perfect peace in his little apartment.

I have been in that kind of frozen moment as well with Fear swarming from every side until you can hardly breathe. I am sure that many of us have been as well. Maybe you have been so over come with thoughts and actual happenings around you that you felt that you just can’t go on. John certainly did this particular night. But few of us realize that God has power there for us when we don’t even know about it. We have his power and his strength – in many forms including Angels that we are not even aware of… what a wonderful thought that is.

Over these past years I have thought of John’s account many times. I have stopped many times to remember that God showed John his Angel. Then in a very special moment God let me know that he has reserved a good platoon of really big Angels just for me… and though I can’t see them – they are on guard all the time.

Any worries bugging you today? If there are I ask you to consider talking to God and in the name of Jesus address your problems in front of God. Tell him what you are frightened about. Tell him about the overwhelming Fear that surrounds you so often. Tell him about the little frustrations that have left you so angry that you cannot go on. Just tell Him.

God has stationed some really big help just outside your door. You cannot see them but they are there. They will not talk to you unless God directs it so… but if it happened it would be real and for a purpose. And guess what they are not afraid of anything!

~ Pastor Murray Lincoln ~

(PS – the eyes watching you today are the eyes of young friend of mine name “Angelo” – very appropriate don’t you think?)

Perhaps you need a real boost today… please check out this story in a Bible near by you today… You can find this one in 2 Kings 6: 8 - 23

8 Now the king of Aram was at war with Israel. After conferring with his officers, he said, "I will set up my camp in such and such a place."
9 The man of God sent word to the king of Israel: "Beware of passing that place, because the Arameans are going down there."


10 So the king of Israel checked on the place indicated by the man of God. Time and again Elisha warned the king, so that he was on his guard in such places.
11 This enraged the king of Aram. He summoned his officers and demanded of them, "Will you not tell me which of us is on the side of the king of Israel?"
12 "None of us, my lord the king," said one of his officers, "but Elisha, the prophet who is in Israel, tells the king of Israel the very words you speak in your bedroom."
13 "Go, find out where he is," the king ordered, "so I can send men and capture him." The report came back: "He is in Dothan."

14 Then he sent horses and chariots and a strong force there. They went by night and surrounded the city.
15 When the servant of the man of God got up and went out early the next morning, an army with horses and chariots had surrounded the city. "Oh, my lord, what shall we do?" the servant asked.
16 "Don't be afraid," the prophet answered. "Those who are with us are more than those who are with them."
17 And Elisha prayed, "O LORD, open his eyes so he may see." Then the LORD opened the servant's eyes, and he looked and saw the hills full of horses and chariots of fire all around Elisha.
18 As the enemy came down toward him, Elisha prayed to the LORD, "Strike these people with blindness." So he struck them with blindness, as Elisha had asked.
19 Elisha told them, "This is not the road and this is not the city. Follow me, and I will lead you to the man you are looking for." And he led them to Samaria.
20 After they entered the city, Elisha said, "LORD, open the eyes of these men so they can see." Then the LORD opened their eyes and they looked, and there they were, inside Samaria.
21 When the king of Israel saw them, he asked Elisha, "Shall I kill them, my father? Shall I kill them?"
22 "Do not kill them," he answered. "Would you kill men you have captured with your own sword or bow? Set food and water before them so that they may eat and drink and then go back to their master."

23 So he prepared a great feast for them, and after they had finished eating and drinking, he sent them away, and they returned to their master. So the bands from Aram stopped raiding Israel's territory.