HAKUNA MUNGU KAMA WEWE
Here is a taste of the music we sing in African church….James was particularily good at this one……the Burundians LOVED it
THERE IS NONE LIKE YOU GOD-AMEN
THIS IS SO SIMILAR TO OUR AFRICAN MEETINGS……makes me smile
This weekend we are spending time with our dear African friends, ahhhhhhh sweet fellowship indeed!
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When I was in Baseco God began to speak to me about this beautiful reality from Malachi 3:3-4
Malachi 3:2-4 (New King James Version)
2 “ But who can endure the day of His coming?
And who can stand when He appears?
For He is like a refiner’s fire
And like launderers’ soap.
3 He will sit as a refiner and a purifier of silver;
He will purify the sons of Levi,
And purge them as gold and silver,
That they may offer to the LORD
An offering in righteousness.
4 “ Then the offering of Judah and Jerusalem
Will be pleasant to the LORD,
As in the days of old,
As in former years.
What an amazing reality that our God WILL do these things to us in His infinite love and gentleness
God IS
1. Like a Refiners Fire, making us beautiful like a golden ring or diamond
2. Like a Fullers Soap (or a launderers soap) I do not know about you but when you scrub clothes by hand they become magnificently clean!We too are made magnificently clean.
3. A Purifier of Silver, he promises to purify us!
4. A Purger of Gold and Silver, not only cleaned but purged with impurities rooted out and cast into the sea
Why would He do that???
It tells us in Verse 4……that they may offer to the Lord an offering in righteousness……we offer back to Him the thing He created in us “Righteousness”…what a marvellous transaction, what a deal, what a joy
Just a little thought that I wanted to share with you….
Love Cath
There are just some friends that stick (like mud to your Baseco boots)
Mark and James drive each other nuts, but they fight fair, talk, bounce ideas, hoon around on motorbikes in Manila together, they laugh, they pray, they worship, they play music together , they agree, they disagree, watch stuff and share each other’s life………..
Christine and I just laugh with them and sometimes at them!!!!…But we like it!!
It’s a rarity and a privilege…..I do not think they know how blessed they are. I do not think fellas have those kinds of friends often!
One thing I do know, that without God NONE of us would be friends, neat hey!
Love you guys!
I do not think we understand in the west the power of BELIEVING in God
The people here are simply passionate about God and real with their love and feelings
I just do not see this kind of love and prayer pouring out to God in our Sunday services but here in Baseco it is the norm
I have nothing that I can really teach these people they are teaching me!
Church is great, free worship, no neon lights, no fuss, just simple. just God
Mothers, Fathers, Babies, Kids and even the occasional dog!
Passionate, real and sometimes desperate
No Instruments, coz there is none and just singing
No doubt a sweet smelling fragrance to the Lord
Cherrie and Belinda leading Worship, no instruments just singing!! In Tagalog of course!
Rolinda, Old Rose (holding Tin Tin) and Pastor Annie praising God with all of their hearts...like they always do!!
The congregation including a faithful dog!!
The Cool Spot, where the weak and pathetic fat joes sit.......ummmmm me ahhhh the nice breeze!!
Pst Annie's passion speaks more than words can!
The Story behind the hymn, the man who lost everything, his money, his livelihood then his family….how can a person survive??
With the majestic voices of Guy Penrod (is a Homeschooler and has 8 children) David Phelps and the Gaither Band
Sheer magnificence of God, it is times of pressure and stress we need this assurance!! Well I do!
- When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
- Refrain:
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.- Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.- My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!- For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:
If Jordan above me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.- But, Lord, ’tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
Oh, trump of the angel! Oh, voice of the Lord!
Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul!- And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.
Here is Guy’s Family
“When you have come to the edge of all the light you know and are about to step off into the darkness of the unknown, faith is knowing that one of two things will happen: there will be something solid to stand on or you will be taught how to fly.” Patrick Overter
I am so overwhelmed this morning so full of gratefulness to God that He cares, that He saved me that He even bothered with a woman like me!
Oh the beauty and the joy of my salvation just makes me want to dance and shout
That is why I love beautiful pictures, sunsets and flowers, I feel like Queen Esther bathing in myrrh and sweet spices preparing for the King…..I relish in beauty and exalt in its majestic worship and reflection of the beauty of God. It reminds me of of who I am in His eyes
WHOLE PURE SWEET FRESH COLOURFUL MAGNIFICENT GLORIOUS ALIVE
I say it because now I know it!
I feel His pleasure, and rejoice because I do not fear but LIVE in Him
This scripture is churning in me this morning
Isaiah 61:3 (King James Version)
3To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the LORD, that he might be glorified.
I was speaking to an unsaved friend last night and shared with her my testimony, it stirred me up.
Oh when I remember the torment and the fear and the insecurity of my former life I want to weep with gratefulness to God.
He has given me more than I have ever given him! I am consumed and humble and grateful all over again for His mercy towards a wretch like me!
Blessings to all Cathy
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