Sunday Scriptures

With God, All Things Are Possible!

I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.   ~Philippians 4:13
 Our Lord said we must each have the faith of a little child!  This applies more than ever in this life time.  This may have been around before but enjoy it again and BELIEVE.                                     
Isaiah 65:24

This is a story written by a doctor who worked in Africa.

One night I had worked hard to help a mother in the labor ward; but in  spite of all we could do, she died, leaving us with a tiny, premature  baby and a crying two-year-old daughter. We would have difficulty  keeping the baby alive; as we had no incubator (we had no electricity  to run an incubator).

We also had no special feeding facilities.

Although we lived on the equator, nights were often chilly with  treacherous drafts. One student midwife went for the box we had for  such babies and the cotton wool that the baby would be wrapped in.

Another went to stoke up the fire and fill a hot water bottle. She  came back shortly in distress to tell me that in filling the bottle,  it had burst (rubber perishes easily in tropical climates)..

'And it is our last hot water bottle!' she exclaimed. As in the West,  it is no good crying over spilled milk, so in  Central Africa it might  be considered no good crying over burst water bottles.

They do not grow on trees, and there are no drugstores down forest pathways.

'All right,' I said, 'put the baby as near the fire as you safely can,  and sleep between the baby and the door to keep it free from drafts  Your job is to keep the baby warm.'

The following noon, as I did most days, I went to have prayers with  any of the orphanage children who chose to gather with me. I gave the  youngsters various suggestions of things to pray about and told them  about the tiny baby. I explained our problem about keeping the baby  warm enough,mentioning the hot water bottle, and that the baby could  so easily die if it got chills. I also told them of the two-year-old  sister, crying because her mother had died.

During prayer time, one ten -year-old girl, Ruth, prayed with the  usual blunt conciseness of our African children. 'Please, God' she  prayed, 'Send us a hot water bottle today It'll be no good tomorrow,  God, as the baby will be dead, so please send it this afternoon.'

While I gasped inwardly at the audacity of the prayer, she added, 'And  while You are about it, would You please send a dolly for the little  girl so she'll know You really love her?'

As often with children's prayers, I was put on the spot. Could I  honestly say 'Amen?' I just did not believe that God could do this.

Oh, yes, I know that He can do everything; the Bible says so. But  there are limits, aren't there? The only way God could answer this  particular prayer would be by sending me a parcel from the homeland. I  had been in  Africa  for almost four years at that time, and I had  never, ever, received a parcel from home.

Anyway, if anyone did send me a parcel, who would put in a hot water  bottle? I lived on the equator!

Halfway through the afternoon, while I was teaching in the nurses'
training school, a message was sent that there was a car at my front  door. By the time I reached home, the car had gone, but there on the  veranda was a large 22-pound parcel. I felt tears pricking my eyes. I  could not open the parcel alone, so I sent for the orphanage  children.. Together we pulled off the string, carefully undoing each  knot. We folded the paper, taking care not to tear it unduly  Excitement was mounting. Some thirty or forty pairs of eyes were  focused on the large cardboard box. >From the top, I lifted out  brightly-colored, knitted jerseys. Eyes sparkled as I gave them out.
Then there were the knitted bandages for the leprosy patients, and the  children looked a little bored.. Then came a box of mixed raisins and  sultanas - that would make a batch of buns for the weekend.

Then, as I put my hand in again, I felt the.....could it really be?

I grasped it and pulled it out. Yes, a brand new, rubber hot water  bottle. I cried.

I had not asked God to send it; I had not truly believed that He could.

Ruth was in the front row of the children. She rushed forward, crying  out, 'If God has sent the bottle, He must have sent the dolly, too!'

Rummaging down to the bottom of the box, she pulled out the small,  beautifully-dressed dolly. Her eyes shone! She had never doubted!

Looking up at me, she asked, 'Can I go over with you and give this  dolly to that little girl, so she'll know that Jesus really loves her?'

'Of course,' I replied!

That parcel had been on the way for five whole months, packed up by my  former Sunday school class, whose leader had heard and obeyed God's  prompting to send a hot water bottle, even to the equator.

And one of the girls had put in a dolly for an African child - five  months before, in answer to the believing prayer of a ten-year-old to  bring it 'that afternoon.'

'Before they call, I will answer.' (Isaiah 65:24)

When you receive this, say the prayer. That's all I ask. No strings  attached. Just send it on to whomever you want - butdo send it on.

Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive. There is no cost, but  a lot of rewards. Let's continue praying for one another.

This awesome prayer takes less than a minute.

Heavenly Father, I ask you to bless my friends reading this. I ask You  to minister to their spirit. Where there is pain, give them Your peace  and mercy. Where there is self doubting, release a renewed confidence  to work through them Where there is tiredness or exhaustion, I ask You  to give them understanding, guidance, and strength. Where there is  fear, reveal Your love and release to them Your courage.. Bless their  finances, give them greater vision, and raise up leaders and friends  to support and encourage them.  I ask You to do these things in Jesus'
name. Amen

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