05/19/11

Here is a chess set from Old Salem... pretty cool, huh? Too bad the South didn't win. lol

Everyday we are fighting a war.

We fight the fight of FAITH.

Here is a story that I read in my devotions last night that was great to read. Sometimes we get so caught up in trying to have faith that God will handle our "big" stuff that we forget to have faith that He will handle the "small" stuff.

Enjoy:

This is a story E.M. Bounds shares about George Muller's faith. (George Muller was responsible for feeding thousands of orphans each day at his homes in England.)

Major D. W. Whittle, says of George Muller: I met Mr. Muller.... the morning of our sailing from Quebec to Liverpool. About half-an-hour before the tender was to take the passengers to the ship, he asked of the agent if a deck chair had arrived for him from New York. He was answered, "No," and told that it could not possibly come in time for the steamer. I had with me a chair I had just purchased, and told Mr. Muller of the place nearby, and suggested, as but a few moments remained, that he had better buy one at once. His reply was, "No, my brother. Our Heavenly Father will send the chair from New York. It is one used by Mrs. Muller. I wrote ten days ago to a brother, who promised to see it forwarded here last week He has not been prompt, as I would have desired, but I am sure our Heavenly Father will send the chair. Mrs. Muller is very sick on the sea, and has particularly desire to have this same chair, and not finding it here yesterday, we have made special prayer that our Heavenly Father would be pleased to provide it for us, and we will trust Him to do so."

As this man of God went peacefully on board, running the risk of Mrs. Muller making the trip without a chair, when, for a couple of dollars, she could have been provided for, I confess I feared Mr. Muller was carrying his faith principles too far and not acting wisely. I was kept at the express office ten minutes after Mr. Muller left.

Just as I started to hurry to the wharf, a team drove up the street, and on top of a load just arrived from New York was Mr. Muller's chair. It was sent at once to the tender and laced in my hands to take to Mr. Muller, just as the boat as leaving the dock (the Lord having a lesson for me). Mr. Muller took it with the happy, pleased expression of a child who has just received a kindness.... and reverently removing his hat and folding his hands over it, he thanked the Heavenly Father for sending the chair.

(Bounds, E. M. Purpose in Prayer)