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Medicine For Our Worrying

Medicine for Our Worrying Some of us have PH.D in worrying from the famous Anxiety University. Of course there are no pre-requisites for admission and the tuition is free, so we often go back for second and third degrees on the same day. Many are dying because of the disease of worrying. High blood pressure (BP) or even some cancers are known killers and they are partly due to stress or plainly worrying. I know this because I went to the doctor and he asked what is happening in and around me for my BP to be increasing. I could trace it to a project that I started and I was stressed and worried about. What is the root of our worrying and what can we do about it? Webster has the following applicable entries on the word “Worry” – 1. “To feel uneasy about some uncertain or threatening matter; be troubled.” 2. “To grasp and tug at repeatedly: a dog worrying a bone”. One thing is obvious from these definitions and that is, worrying is when we focus on a situation or uncertainty and keep c...

The "Nike" Moment - "Just Do It"!

The “Nike” Moment – “Just Do It”! The Beijing Olympics is on and going great. One name is has become very prominent, Michael Phelps. He has broken and set records (8 gold medals) that no one else has ever set. He is being decorated and highly honored. He is blessed and we will all agree. The question is how did get to this point of honor? By doing and putting into practice whatever his coach has taught him. Any of us may be tempted to envy him but are we willing to do the same things he has done to put into practice what he had learned from all the many swimming lessons he has had? Honor, blessing comes through doing. It is faith in action. Jesus makes this point clear to an admiring envious woman. I believe Jesus is also saying the same to us, “Just do it”. You will be blessed when you obey God’s word. Luke 11:27-28 27As Jesus was saying these things, a woman in the crowd called out, "Blessed is the mother who gave you birth and nursed you." 28He replied, "Blessed ...

Why Even Pray?

Why even Pray? This past Saturday, my family went out for a walk. As we left the house, I locked the front door and put the key bunch in the baby stroller. On our way back, we started to look for the key bunch. I was convinced that I did put it in the stroller, so I searched and looked. I then concluded that it must have fallen out. At the same time, I began to wonder if I actually removed the key from the front door after I had locked it. I started to trace our way back and look along the side walk. We got to the house and I was hoping it may be at the door and it was not. I concluded that may be someone saw the key at the door and took it and now a stranger has access to our house. However, we managed to get into the house with a spare key through the back door. By now I was very frustrated and I went back again to look tracing our way. I started to pray and ask God to help me find the key. If you had seen me, you would probably think I was crazy. I was walking very slowly and mumbl...

Be A Good Neighbor

Be A Good Neighbor Meet my good neighbors Jerry and Debbie. It had rained the previous night and the water from our roof was splashing and pouring over our walls instead of draining out through the gutter. I needed to climb the roof to remove the debris that had blocked the gutter. I needed a longer ladder than what I had. I went to Jerry and Debbie to borrow theirs. The ladder was long and heavy. Jerry and Debbie looked at ladder and looked at me and had pity on me and offered to help. They helped carry the ladder, raise it up and held it for me to climb up and remove the leaves that blocked my gutter. They even went the extra mile because I had to do the front and the back of the house. Debbie, prior to my unscheduled solicitation for ladder was about to leave for an errand but she had to delay her going. I was ever grateful to Jerry and Debbie. “Who is my neighbor?” A lawyer asked Jesus. Luke 10:25-37 25On one occasion an expert in the law stood up to test Jesus. "Te...

Go!

Go! Last week, we studied about Jesus’ encounter with his disciple where he point blank asked them “But Who do you say I am?” The Holy Spirit revealed the answer to them through Peter that Jesus was “The Christ of God”. So what? Now that we know him, what do we do with this knowledge and new relationship? In the words of Jesus’, the next thing is to “Go!” I heard one preacher ask, “Which part of “Go” don’t we understand? We would rather do everything else than go. But go where and to whom and do what or say what? Every body is “coming out” (and the gays are proud of it). What about us? It is time we come out of our closets and be the salt out of the salt shaker. Jesus doesn’t just want us to follow Him but also to go and take Him with us. Let’s hear Jesus commission us. Luke 10: 1-4; 17-20 1After this the Lord appointed seventy-two[a] others and sent them two by two ahead of him to every town and place where he was about to go. 2He told them, "The harvest is plentiful, but t...

Follow Me

Follow Me If you have ever driven in Washington DC, you know that you can easily get lost looking for your way. Two months ago, I was in DC and a couple in their car who were very lost asked me for direction to get to the Washington Times Building off of New York Avenue. I knew the place and I had been there at least twice before. Confidently, I told them to follow my direction. I pointed them in the direction and off they went. Later, I had to follow the same direction to make my way to Maryland. As I drove this street which I thought will connect to NY Avenue, I did not know that it was only a one-way street joining the heavy traffic of NY Avenue to the North and away from DC into Maryland. At this realization, I felt so sorry for the couple I had given direction. This couple would be further lost because of my direction and because they followed me. In fact following my direction, they would have to drive for more than 3 miles on a highway before seeing an exit. They sincerel...

Who is this Man?

Who is this Man? When we were dating, my now wife, U.D. thought she knew me enough to say yes to me for a proposed marriage. I was nice and thoughtful and put on my best behavior. I could do this because most of our dating was through letter writing and international phone calls. I paid enough phone bills that I should own a good portion of the A&T shares. I also thought I knew her enough and was very excited and captivated by her outside and inside beauty to propose to her for marriage. Of course I believed the Holy Spirit led both of us in our individual decisions. Our dating and engagement period lasted about a year before we got married. I will do it again and marry her again any time and always. Despite all of the enchantments of the dating period, in the real sense we did not know each other so much. It was only living together and sharing lives together that we began to really know each other. Though not outwardly spoken, I know she was asking, “Who is this man?” She w...