Dewey's Daily Cup

Dear KKIM Family,

I find many Christians are retreating from the fight. The fight for what is right. The fight for God's word. Many just smile and pretend everything is okay. We can not give up the fight for God.

Some Ministries are retreating, They are fearful! We cannot retreat! We cannot let Man's economic pressures effect our Ministries! Now is the time for Ministries to "Beef Up" their messages.......not retreat, the same goes for you and me! We also must support solid Ministries with our prayers and pocketbooks!

We are here to serve God.

Why is so much of the Church retreating on same sex marriage?

Many are trying to justify their non-Biblical behavior.

I am getting wore down from the fight(I feel so worn out this weekend)....But when I read about Paul's life I get recharged.........I get recharged from all my Brothers and Sisters in Christ.

It is not what I think.......It is what The Lord shares with us in the Bible that is right. It is simple as that.

When you study the life of Paul, you get such a reality check of what life is to be about, and what a life given to the Lord is about.

Paul sure did not have a comfortable life!!! Why do we feel we should?

Chuck Swindoll writes............

Our theology of suffering here in the United States get's fuzzy because of our addiction to the creature comforts. I'm not the first to observe this. Well Known Pastor and Theologian, Helmut Thielicke, after an extended visit to the States was asked what he believed was the greatest defect among American Christians. His answer: "They have an inadequate view of suffering." How's that for insightful?

Dewey says, "Are you at the foot of the Cross, or on the Cross?"

Chuck Swindoll writes.........

I smiled as I read John R. W. Stott's comments on the subject of suffering as he reflected on Romans 8:22-23. First, let's look at the verses before we consider Stott's observation.

For we know that the whole creation groans and suffers the pain of childbirth together until now. And not only this, but also we ourselves, having the fruits of the Spirit, even we ourselves groan within ourselves, waiting eagerly for our adoption as sons, the redemption of our body.

Explaining Paul's words to the Romans, John Stott writes, "It is not only our fragile body (s_ma) which makes me groan; it is also our fallen nature (sarx), which hinders us from behaving as we should, and would altogether prevent us from it, were it not for the indwelling Spirit (7:17,20). We long, therefore, for our sarx to be destroyed and for our s_ma to be transformed. Our groans express both present pain and future longing. Some Christians , however, grin too much (they seem to have no place in their theology for pain) and groan to little.

Dewey says.........I groan for the Church today..........You must feel the pain to be connected to God! You must feel the sadness of our Lord where the Church is today.........to be connected to God! Oh God! Have mercy on us!

The Church as a whole is not behaving as it should! The Church is God's people....you and me!

Paul writes..........

We are afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but not despairing; persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed; always carrying about in the body the dying Jesus, that the life of Jesus also may be manifested in our body. For we who live are constantly being delivered over to death for Jesus sake, that the life of Jesus also may be manifested in our mortal flesh.

2 Cor. 4:8-11

Leave out the triumph and here's what he faced: We are afflicted, persecuted, crushed, and struck down. That was his life in a nutshell. That was his lot. But he isn't through..............

But in everything commending ourselves as servants of God, in much endurance, in afflictions, in hardships, in distresses, in beatings, in imprisonments, in tumults, in labors, in sleeplessness, in hunger...........

2 Cor. 6:4-5

Dewey says...........

Where are you and I in this? Where is God's Church in this? Many preach when things are going well for you, "Well, Dewey, you are in God's favor!"Just say a little prayer and God will open up a parking space for you at the mall." Well was Paul out of God's favor? I encourage you to read God's word.......read the life of Paul.......Get a dose of reality! GOD'S REALITY!!!

Let us Pray...........

Oh Lord, We pray that your people will wake up! We pray that many we rededicate their lives to You! We also pray for Cowboy Clarence who is ill, and Pastor Jesse Dompreh who has a stress fracture in his foot. We pray for Shona Neff as she travels and represents You and also for the position she is being considered for.We love you Oh Lord. In the name of Jesus....Amen!

I have to say that Brother Jesse and I are praying about a trip to Africa. Let the Lord's will be done. I also PRAISE GOD for all my Godly based relationships like with Jesse and Cowboy Clarence. Clarence is always asking what he needs to pray for from his wheelchair. He serves God in a mighty way! How are you doing on that front? I also should say that even though Clarence did not feel 100% he won two ribbons at the Special Olympics on Saturday! PRAISE GOD!!!!

By the way you can hear Pastor Jesse on KKIM, Tuesdays at 3:30pm, Saturdays at 3pm and Sunday mornings at 7am.

Check out our new program guide at www.mykkim.com for more info on all of our programming.

Here is the full note from Shona Neff, please keep her in your prayers. You can hear Shona every Saturday morning at 7:30 on KKIM!

Hey Dewey,

I put the latest two shows in the mail yesterday so be watching for them.

I'm off to Las Vegas tomorrow to speak at some personality training. I'm being considered for a permanent faculty position with the organization so would appreciate any prayers you could send on my behalf that I will do well and be in God's will.

OK, off to finish packing.

Blessings,
s

We are praying for you Shona, you are a TRUE servant of the Lord!


Let us close with this very heart warming story from Pat Outlaw,,,,,,,It will make you think!



CRABBY OLD MAN

When an old man died in the geriatric ward of a nursing home in North Platte, Nebraska, it was believed that he had nothing left of any value.

Later, when the nurses were going through his meager possessions, They found this poem . Its quality and content so impressed the staff that copies were made and distributed to every nurse in the hospital.

One nurse took her copy to Missouri. The old man's sole bequest to posterity has since appeared in the Christmas edition of the News Magazine of the St. Louis Association for Mental Health. A slide presentation has also been made based on his simple, but eloquent, poem.

And this little old man, with nothing left to give to the world, is now the author of this 'anonymous' poem winging across the Internet.


Crabby Old Man

What do you see nurses? . . What do you see?
What are you thinking . . . . . when you're looking at me?
A crabby old man, . . . . . not very wise,
Uncertain of habit . . . . . . . ... with faraway eyes?

Who dribbles his food . . .. . . . . and makes no reply .
When you say in a loud voice .. . . . .. 'I do wish you'd try!'
Who seems not to notice . . . the things that you do .
And forever is losing . . . . .. . . . . . A sock or shoe?

Who, resisting or not . . . . . . .. . . . lets you do as you will,
With bathing and feeding The long day to fill?
Is that what you're thinking? Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse . . . . . you're not looking at me .

I'll tell you who I am. As I sit here so still,
As I do at your bidding, . . . . . . as I eat at your will.
I'm a small child of Ten . . . . . . with a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters . . . . . . . . . who love one another.

A young boy of Sixteen . . with wings on his feet
Dreaming that soon now . . . . . . . a lover he'll meet..
A groom soon at Twenty . my heart gives a leap.
Remembering, the vows . . . . . . that I promised to keep.

At Twenty-Five, now . . . . . . . . I have young of my own.
Who need me to guide . . . . And a secure happy home.
A man of Thirty . . . . . . . .. My young now grown fast,
Bound to each other . . . . . . . With ties that should last.

At Forty, my young sons .. . have grown and are gone,
But my woman's beside me . . . . . . . to see I don't mourn.
At Fifty, once more, babies play 'round my knee,
Again, we know children . . . . . . . My loved one and me.

Dark days are upon me . . my wife is now dead.
I look at the future ... . . . . . . . . . shudder with dread..
For my young are all rearing . . . . . .. young of their own.
And I think of the years . . . and the love that I've known.

I'm now an old man . . . . . . .. . . and nature is cruel.
Tis jest to make old age . . . . look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles . . . . . . . grace and vigor, depart.
There is now a stone . . . . . . . where I once had a heart.

But inside this old carcass . . a young guy still dwells,
And now and again . . . .. . . . my battered heart swells.
I remember the joys . . . . . . . . . I remember the pain.
And I'm loving and living . . . . . .. . . . . . life over again.

I think of the years, all too few . . . . . . gone too fast.
And accept the stark fact . . . . . . that nothing can last.
So open your eyes, people . . . . . . . . open and see.
Not a crabby old man. Look closer . . . . see ME!!

Remember this poem when you next meet an older person who you might brush aside without looking at the young soul within . . . . we will all, one day, be there, too!


In the Love of Christ, Dewey Sharon and family

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