With all the crap of this world being constantly flung in front of the public, it’s hard to believe that someone as public a figure as Ann Rice could make such a statement. But then again, ” Why not?”. More and more those who have no substantial evidence to Christianoty other than a few prophetic words tend to stand aside and let Satan speak for them in a public forum.
How sad it will be when these people of greatness stand before our God and relenquish their eternity to the burning of their souls in the fires of hell, all for the simple fact that when given the op to share their Christian testimony they chose the easy way out and camped on the side of evil instead of sharing the challenging notion of their faith in the Lord God almighty and Christ our King. s
Where r u in ur faith? R u ready to carry the cross of Jesus? Can u stand even the simplest of persecution for his deeds? Pray and think about it.
A few days ago I rolled out a new ministry opportunity and blog call “My Corner Ministry”. Since that time the response has been amazing. Now several small groups in my church community have come on board to help out together items for me to give out. Other groups are adopting their own corners and more. I knew God had a plan for this, but not this quick.
Maybe “”My Corner Ministry” is something you would be interested in doing in your area. For more information about what’s going on see my blog at www.mycornerministry.wordpress.com
God is going to use this ministry in a mighty way. Won’t you share in the Love of Christ with others ,and, be His hands and His feet?
“God bless our President. I believe his heart is in the right place.”
AP Wire Story 2.12.09 04:24pm
Henrietta Hughes slept only a few hours that first night, her pickup truck’s seat barely reclining. For the next seven months, she and her son camped night after night in obscure parking lots alongside the same nameless faces.
They were just two more jobless people in an economy full of them until an encounter with President Barack Obama at a town hall meeting this week transformed them overnight into a national symbol of homelessness.
Obama kissed Henrietta Hughes’ cheek Tuesday and promised to help the 61-year-old and her son, who have fallen on hard times like so many others in this southwest Florida city. A few years ago, the area boomed with new homes and businesses. Now the foreclosure rates are among the nation’s highest and the unemployment rate has nearly tripled.
After the meeting, the wife of a local state representative offered to let the Hugheses live free in one of their homes. A police officer paid for three nights at a nearby hotel. There was free furniture, a job interview for Hughes’ son, Corey, and a visit from the head of the local housing authority.
But even with that meeting, and a nod from the president, the Hugheses are still on a roughly 60-day wait list for a long-term spot in public housing. The waiting list for Section 8, a voucher program that allows families to choose their residences, is more than 2,000 people long and has been closed to new applicants.
Meanwhile, an $80 million public housing project nearby that would provide 380 family units is stalled and in desperate need of investors, though a $789 billion stimulus bill now awaiting a final vote from Congress could help.
“There’s a million Mrs. Hughes across the country and the president knows that,” said Marcus Goodson, the Fort Myers housing authority’s executive director.
Henrietta and Corey, 37, left Rochester, N.Y., early last year with the promise of jobs and warm weather in Florida. Both had college associate’s degrees, computer skills and experience in fast food and housekeeping. They seemed like a good fit for the state’s tourism industry.
They rented a two-bedroom apartment near Tampa, looking every day for jobs, knowing the money they borrowed to move was quickly running out.
“Are we going to survive the next day, the next week?” Corey worried daily.
When the money ran dry, they moved into their silver Nissan truck with no back seat, resuming their search for jobs and shelter. They eventually headed south to Fort Myers.
His mother prayed often, sometimes handing out their last dollar to another homeless person. But the hopelessness was starting to wear on her. She planned to write the new president a letter.
When the Hugheses learned Obama was coming to Fort Myers, they slept outside in line for tickets. Henrietta Hughes prayed all night that she would have the chance to speak with the president. She knew he would understand.
“I’ve been praying for you,” she told Obama when he called on her.
“I appreciate prayer,” he smiled.
“The housing authority has two years waiting list and we need something more than parks to go to,” she said. “We need our own kitchen and our own bathroom. Please help.”
To the others who spoke of their struggles in the economy, Obama talked about statistics and the stimulus bill and promise of change. But to a plea so earnest and vulnerable, even the president could say little.
Looking into Hughes’ grandmotherly face, he offered help.
“We’re going to do everything we can. All right?” Obama told her, directing his staff to meet with her.
Goodson flew to Washington on Thursday to meet with U.S. Sens. Mel Martinez and Bill Nelson, pressing them to vote for the stimulus bill and make sure it includes a tax credit to get stalled public housing projects, like the one in his city moving.
If the stimulus bill doesn’t pass, “we’re going to see more stories like the ones from the Hughes family,” Goodson said. “It’s the great American tragedy in the richest country in the world.”
For now, thanks to the chance meeting with Obama, the Hugheses have food and shelter and a job interview. But they remember the other cars parked overnight, their owners sleeping inside.
Said Henrietta Hughes: “It makes me want to cry when I look and see so many people that are homeless.”
I spent the last few days in the Atlanta area on business, and, got to spend the afternoon and evening with my son, his girlfriend, and my grandson. It was a great time. I have missed my son. For all of the short comings he has he is still my son. This evening I took them out to dinner. We had a lot of fun picking on the waiter at “TACO MAC” and visiting. I bought my sons girlfriend the “chocolate chimi”. She said she didn’t want it, but ate it all.
Afterwards I felt led to stop at a convenient market to pick up some juice and take back to my hotel room. I went inside and noticed how small the isles were. Of course I am not a small man so it seemed even smaller! As I got to the back there was a man which left no doubt in my mind was homeless. He greated me with a big “Good evening young man!” and went about his business of looking at the insulated gloves on the rack. As I was getting my juice out of the cooler I heard him ask the young lady at the counter how much the gloves were. I did not hear the response, but heard him say that he had only one glove. I asked how much the gloves were. He said “$3.99. Half the price they were at Target across the street”. I said, “How about I just buy you those gloves”. He was extremely thankful. He said, “You are either a real nice guy or religious”. I said, “maybe both” trying not to back him into the small corner of the store front.
He said that he used to be a leathersmith. He made shoes, coats, and belts by hand. Quite a unique craft really. But here he was, on the street. My mind wanted to ask why, but then his expression changed. “Daniel 9“, he said. “Read Daniel 9. Daniel 8 has already came to pass. Read Daniel 9“.
Everything else around me disappeared. Only his face did I see. “Daniel 9“. I came back to my room and read Daniel 9. I didn’t understand it. But, clearly there was a message here.
17 “Now, our God, hear the prayers and petitions of your servant. For your sake, O Lord, look with favor on your desolate sanctuary. 18 Give ear, O God, and hear; open your eyes and see the desolation of the city that bears your Name. We do not make requests of you because we are righteous, but because of your great mercy. 19 O Lord, listen! O Lord, forgive! O Lord, hear and act! For your sake, O my God, do not delay, because your city and your people bear your Name.”
Tomorrow is my second day of fasting. This will be my prayer for the day. God put this man in my path for a reason. I will focus not only on this prayer of Daniel, but on the entire chapter. The irony of this is that the book of Daniel has been working it’s way into my life through many different avenues recently. God is using Daniel to work in my life.
Are you open to God working to you through the little things in life? Are you aware that God is speaking to you through others? Do you listen for that voice?