There are times when the best things happen even when you're tired. That was the case this Sunday. I had returned to Paris exhausted after 10 days on a mission, 24 hours of traveling, and a lost suitcase; but during my stay in Brazil, God had put a message in my mind for the next few weeks […]
This morning I found myself saying to God in prayer, 'Lord, I have no reason to complain, I find You blameless.' For some, speaking like this is presumptuous, for others these words are sources of healing. Let's face it, it often happens to us, too often in fact, consciously or unconsciously to reproach something.
Every church needs leaders/servants; the quality of any organization is proportional to the quality of its leaders. 4 S defines our approach to leaders/servants. – spiritual, sacrificial, submitted, strong. Spiritual – A church is a spiritual entity that must be led by men and women filled
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abba house, leadershipOnce upon a time there was a man named David who enjoyed God's favor. God had brought him to the throne when he was nothing before. From a simple shepherd, God made him king. David loved God despite his personal shortcomings. One day, he looked around and realized
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abba house, general, thoughts'No one who puts his hand to the plow and looks back is fit for the kingdom of God,' this haunting phrase of the Lord. Peter puts it this way: 'The dog has returned to its vomit, and the sow has washed and wallowed in the mire.' To avoid this horrible eventuality for the newly baptized of Abba
Obedience, fatigue = joy. Yesterday, we had a busy day, three and a half, even four hours of deliverance prayers, and in the afternoon, baptisms. Back home, I was exhausted. This morning, I woke up at 4 a.m. to prepare for the service, but at the service, joy was there, great joy.
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abba houseOne day in Brussels, I went to the metro ticket office to ask for directions to my hotel. Little did I know that what followed was a reflection on the nature of my vocation. The agent, behind the glass partition, remarked on the cross I was wearing.
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