Pastor M.G. Clarke is set to deliver a powerful message from the Lord. This evangelistic series promises to be life changing and will pierce the hearts of all those who attend.
FAMILY LIFE OUTING SUNDAY AUGUST 30 “DREAM IN HIGH PARK”, ‘The Tempest’ by William Shakespeare (presented by The Canadian Stage Company) Performance is at 8 p.m. for 1 hr and 45 min. Please arrive by 7:00 p.m. Admission is PAY-WHAT-YOU-CAN (suggested donation $20) at the gate and free for children 14 and under. The Dream is located in the outdoor "High Park Theatre", an amphitheatre in High Park. Seating is carved right into the hillside. There really is nothing like relaxing on the lawn, enjoying a picnic and experiencing Shakespeare under the stars! For more information go to: http://www.canstage.com/dream
Greetings in the name of our Lord and savior Jesus Christ, it is a privilege to send this second PIN message. This was an unexpected word, but an expected blessing.
Driving separate cars can be a joy sometimes when it comes with your own music and your own desire of air condition. One afternoon my wife and I left our home heading to a Church Christmas eve brunch. Not necessarily decked out in my nice clothes, but definitely a little more jazzed up than my usual attire, I was ready for an hour full of amazing music and a message to keep me centered on the reason we celebrate this season.
Before we even hit the stop sign at Midven and Hunt, there was a delay. Not sure, at first, what it was, I inched up further along on the asphalt to take a better look, and what to my wondering eyes did appear? A stalled SUV with flashers blaring as if to say, “Will somebody please help me?”
Car by car made their detour around the man and woman as they frantically attempted to turn the key over just one more time. Now it was my turn. With my plans for the evening, I had to decide: Do I go around this hindrance in order to make sure that my nicely pressed outfit would remain intact for the church service I was headed to? Or do I toss the plans out the proverbial window in order to be a Samaritan to someone I may never see again?
Rolling down my window, I yelled to the distraught woman, “Do you need some help?” Her affirmative reply was followed by a sigh of partial relief. Shortly after that, I whipped my car around and pointed my hood to work my magic with our old set of jumper cables.
“Give it some gas,” he hollered to me.
Nothing changed’.
Continuing to apply my aldo shoe to the accelerator, I started to pray, “Father, please help this couple. Help their car to start so that they can get home. Help them…”
Vroom, vroom, vroom.
“Thank you so much for your help,” the man said. “And Merry Christmas!”
Quietly watching the entire occurrence, a young boy driving by said, “That was nice.” I agreed with him and told him that I could have just driven around them to make sure that we wouldn’t miss church because we wanted to worship Jesus.
The young boy drove up and uttered these words,
“I think Jesus wanted you to help them more than he wanted you to go to church today”.
I often have a word to share but at that time all I could utter was, “I couldn’t agree more.”
Thank you, Heavenly Father, for allowing us the opportunity to be your hands and feet. And for creating a tender heart in our sons that will know how to love you by loving others.
We never know when God is calling us to be true Church members in and outside of Church.
