Imagine you are watching a farmer plough the field.  You noticed an ant hill will be ploughed under by the farmer on his next time around. You also noticed that the ants were busy building the ant hill. Because you are an ant lover, you run to the ant hill to warn them.

Poppies in July by Demagistris

“And it happened after a while that the brook dried up, because there had been no rain in the land.”  (First Kings 17:7)

“And it came to pass after many days that the word of the LORD came to Elijah, in the third year, saying, “Go, present yourself to Ahab, and I will send rain on the earth.” So Elijah went to present himself to Ahab; and there was a severe famine in Samaria.” (First Kings 18:1-2) 

The story is told of a German lady who was taken seriously ill and was rushed to the hospital in Britain. In the evening, her husband phoned to inquire how she was getting along and was told that she was ‘improving’. The next day he called again and was told that she was ‘still improving’. This went on for some time. Finally, one night he called again and he was told that his wife was dead. He went to see the doctor and said to him: “Well Doctor, what did my wife die of, - IMPROVEMENTS?”

Many Churches today are dying like that woman, of ‘improvements.’

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THE BEST ANALOGY TO UNDERSTAND THE EXISTENCE OF THE INVISIBLE GOD I'VE EVER HEARD

A certain Senator in Washington invited the Ambassador from Belgium to his home for dinner.

Now the Senator’s father was a grand old Christian. He sought always to win souls for Christ. So the Senator warned his father to be careful about what he said to the Ambassador when he came for dinner.

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Mark 14:3-9

And being in Bethany at the house of Simon the leper, as He sat at the table, a woman came having an alabaster flask of very costly oil of spikenard. Then she broke the flask and poured it on His head.  But there were some who were indignant among themselves, and said, "Why was this fragrant oil wasted? For it might have been sold for more than three hundred denarii and given to the poor." And they criticized her sharply. But Jesus said, "Let her alone. Why do you trouble her? She has done a good work for Me.  For you have the poor with you always, and whenever you wish you may do them good; but Me you do not have always.  She has done what she could. She has come beforehand to anoint My body for burial.  Assuredly, I say to you, wherever this gospel is preached in the whole world, what this woman has done will also be told as a memorial to her."  NKJV

In the above text we have a beautiful commendation of one who had done what could be regarded by others as very little but what in the eye of the Lord is the best that could be done.

I have worked in the Gideons ministry for several decades now, and I often liken the ministry to the pouring out of precious oil. To some, the expression is 'What a waste! How could you be giving away valuable books free and making no effort to investigate whether they are being read?'. This and similar comments can make the Gideons less enthusiastic and unwilling to work. But, what appeared to others as a waste was, in the eye of the Lord of the Harvest, a commendable work – preparing the Lord for His burial. It was so valued that the Lord placed it on record that wherever and whenever the Gospel is preached it would be spoken of.

In another light, to Mary herself, she had not done enough for the Master who loved her so much to heal her of her demons. What in her eyes was too small, received the Lord’s commendation. So dear Gideon and all other workers in the Lord's vineyard, your labour is not in vain. The Lord knows how to bring to fruition that which we have committed to Him. No job is too little in the eye of God and every job will receive its due commendation from the Lord Himself.

The spirit behind the Gideons ministry and Outreach ministry in general is sharing the love of God and showing appreciation for what the Lord had done for us. He loved us to the extent of dying for us. We can only show Him love by telling others about Him. There is no nobler way of doing it than by your life, your testimony and showing absolute faith in His Word – by giving it to others to discover what you have discovered. We believe that it will never return void without accomplishing its purpose. All who know the Lord’s love should join hands in sharing this love.

The harvest is truly plentiful but the labourers are few. It needs not continue to be few. Come and join in the triumphal song.

In 1986, on Sunday July 6, at about 1225hrs, I was driving from Ore to Lagos on my way back home after a two day visit with my parents in the village of Awo-Omamma. A car driver suddenly overtook me and immediately applied his brakes because he was going to hit a parked trailer. I was forced to apply my brakes as well but my Volkswagen Beetle tumbled four times and ended up in a ditch by the road side. It landed on the roof with all the four tyres up.