Cleansed Demons:- The Voice of Timothy

It was a Monday, and I had gone to the temple to offer praises and to worship God. I was dressed to impress, wearing my best bib and tucker, well you do, don’t you, when you go to the temple? I wanted people to know that I took this God stuff seriously and of course I wanted to be seen looking my best.

I walked in through the large oak doors, past a group of women and some lepers who were not fit to enter. I didn’t even acknowledge them, not even a tip of my hat or half a smile.

I took my seat,  three rows from the front, with a good view of the proceedings, but not too close just in case I was asked to make a commitment to something or other. Well, you don’t want to do that, do you?

All was still and quiet, but then something changed. Something new had begun and I was desperate to be a part of it. Maybe not at first, but as time went on and as order turned to chaos, I did not want to be sitting three rows back any more, I wanted to be at the front. But wait, I am getting ahead of myself, let’s go back a bit.

As I have said, there I was minding my own business when there was a commotion at the door. I strained my neck to see what was going on, and then I saw Him, a man, youngish, plain looking, nothing to write home about really.

He was normal, like me, but not as well dressed of course. But He was surrounded by people. Everyone wanted a piece of Him. What was He saying that was so important? Who was He anyway?

Eventually people settled, and the young man stood up. He took the scroll, read from it, handed it to the attendant and sat down.

There was a hush of expectation, no-one hardly dared breathe and then He spoke. It was like nothing I had ever heard before.

His voice was soothing, interesting, meaningful, and He talked about God in a new way. In a way that somehow made God accessible, made Him more real, made Him interesting.

Everyone was hanging on His every word, including me. What was it about Him, what power did He have? What authority? What hope?

But then the spell was broken. There was another noise from the door, but this time it was not a welcome one. There was a man, scruffy and unkempt, loud and unruly, who staggered into the middle of the temple.

He pointed accusingly at the young man and moved towards Him threateningly. Officials from all sides stood and moved quickly towards them, ready to intervene. But wait – a silence, a calm hand in the air, like a slow motion picture, a smile, a few words and then stillness.

I watched the scruffy man, the one who had not been wanted, the one who didn’t fit in, the one who stood out, and I waited. He rolled on the floor as if in great pain, he made a scene; he behaved in an inappropriate way and yet Jesus walked over, bent down and helped him up.

The man was no longer shouting, or wagging an accusing finger, he was calm, like he was somehow a new person. Suddenly he was clean and whole.

What had happened that day? How did this young travelling preacher change a man? A man in need, and a man in a bad place, a man who came into the temple searching for peace, but was only met with our disdain. A man unclean, and yet Jesus met him and cared for him.

Healed him. Changed him. Loved him. And if I am honest I was changed too. I too wanted to be changed, wanted to be new, wanted to start again, hope again, live again. And Jesus, well He made all this possible.

(From The Shadows of Victory: Ride the Rollercoaster of Holy Week by Deacon Becky Lovatt)

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With Many Peaceful Blessings


The Seamstress

One day, when a seamstress was sewing while sitting close to a river, her thimble fell into the river.

When she cried out, the Lord appeared and asked, “My dear child, why are you crying?”

The seamstress replied that her thimble had fallen into the water and that she needed it to help her husband in making a living for their family. The Lord dipped His hand into the water and pulled up a golden thimble set with sapphires.

“Is this your thimble?” the Lord asked. The seamstress replied, “No.”

The Lord again dipped into the river. He held out a golden thimble studded with rubies.

“Is this your thimble?” the Lord asked. Again, the seamstress replied, “No.”

The Lord reached down again and came up with a leather thimble.

“Is this your thimble?” the Lord asked. The seamstress replied, “Yes.”

The Lord was pleased with the woman’s honesty and gave her all three thimbles to keep, and the seamstress went home happy.

Some years later, the seamstress was walking with her husband along the riverbank, and her husband fell into the river and disappeared under the water. When she cried out, the Lord again appeared and asked her, “Why are you crying?” “Oh Lord, my husband has fallen into the river!”

The Lord went down into the water and came up with George Clooney. “Is this your husband? The Lord asked.

“Yes,” cried the seamstress.

The Lord was furious. “You lied! That is an untruth!”

The seamstress replied, “Oh, forgive me, my Lord. It is a misunderstanding. You see, if I had said “no” to George Clooney, you would have come up with Brad Pitt.

Then if I said “no” to him, you would have come up with my husband. Had I then said “yes,” you would have given me all three.

Lord, I’m not in the best of health and would not be able to take care of all three husbands, so THAT’S why I said “yes” to George Clooney. And so the Lord let her keep him.


The moral of this story is:-

Whenever a woman lies, it’s for a good and honorable reason, and in the best interest of others!


With many peaceful blessings


On The Lighter Side

I love this one:-

One day a little girl was sitting and watching her mother do the dishes at the kitchen sink. She suddenly noticed that her mother had severalstrands of white hair sticking out in contrast to her brunette head.

She looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, “Why are some of your hairs white, Mom?”

Her mother replied, “Well, every time that you do something wrong and make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white.”

The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and then said, “Momma, how come ALL of grandma’s hairs are white?”


With many peaceful blessings


Jesus In The Right Place

It was Friday night. A pastor was struggling to prepare his sermon and didn’t want to be disturbed by his five year old daughter.

So he removed a map of the world from his study, tore it into pieces and gave it to her to assemble with the promise that he would answer all her questions and play with her when she was done.

He knew she would never be able to fix it. To his amazement, in less than five minutes, she returned to him in his study with the map in perfect shape, every continent and every country in its place.

The surprised father asked, ”Honey, u don’t know anything about geography, so how did u fix the world so easily and quickly? The five year old girl smiled sweetly and replied, ”The picture of Jesus was at back of the map and i knew that if i have Jesus in the right place, the whole world would be in perfect shape

That was just the right inspiration he needed for his sermon. He thanked his daughter and prepared a powerful sermon on the subject ”Fix your world by placing Jesus at the right place.”

If you place Jesus at the right place in your life, finances, marriage, jobs, ministry and relationships, your world will be perfect… Just place Jesus in his rightful place and all your life will be in order.


With many peaceful blessings


On The Lighter Side

I like this one:-

A little boy knocks at the door and tells the owner that something of his had found its way into her garage, and he wanted it back.

The homeowner opened the garage and noticed two additions; a baseball and broken window sporting a baseball-sized hole.

“How do you suppose this ball got in here?” she asked the child. Taking one look at the ball, one look at the window, and one look at the homeowner, the little boy exclaimed, “Wow lady! I must have thrown it right through that hole!”


With many peaceful blessings


The Healing Through The Holy Spirit

A servant of God was once preaching the good news of the Lord Jesus Christ to a large crowd of several thousands.

At the same time a small group had also come with the intent of causing mischief. The innocent preacher was not aware of the evil intentions of these mischief-makers.

The Holy Spirit, however, did know!

So the Holy Spirit decided to inspire His servant to do something very unusual.

As the preacher was speaking for an hour about the love of God, he suddenly said, ‘I shall now prove to you that Jesus Christ is alive today.’

On the platform were a number of boxes overflowing with requests for prayer.

The preacher asked the priest who was chairing the meeting to pick up one of these requests for prayer. The priest picked up one of the prayers, from one of the boxes, at random.

The prayer request selected was from a lady for the healing of her father, who lived in Sri Lanka.

The preacher asked the lady to stand in front of the platform. The lady appeared to be very respectable and confirmed that it was she who had submitted the prayer request that was chosen.

Then the power of the Holy Spirit was made manifest.

In a moment, the preacher became filled with the Holy Spirit and spoken in detail about the lady’s father, living many hundreds of miles in Sri Lanka, and about which parts of his body were affected by the disease.

The preacher’s descriptions were so vivid and accurate that the lady began to cry with surprise and anguish.

The lady confirmed publicly, before the thousands of people assembled, that the details being given by the preacher were 100% correct.

Then the preacher said, ‘Madam, I shall now pray with you on this platform that the Lord Jesus Christ may touch your father right now and heal him. He will be healed this very instant. Will you then forward me his letter, reporting that he is completely healed, for publication in my magazine?’

The lady, of course, happily agreed.

Immediately, the Preacher, filled with love and compassion for the lady’s father, began to pray with tears that he might receive immediate healing.

And the people who had come to ridicule the preacher? The promptly surrendered themselves to our Lord.

Following this, the preacher received for publication a letter from the lady’s father, addressed to his daughter,reporting that he had received complete healing at the very moment that the preacher was praying for him.


With many healing blessings


God Is Watching

At a Catholic school, there was a “meet the teacher” open house for the 2nd graders.

After the meeting, a Nun announced that there would be a small reception afterwards in the cafeteria.

All the children and parents filed in, and saw on a table a plate of apples, a plate of cookies, and some water bottles and juice.

As the children went through the line, one boy saw that there was a sign on the plate of apples that said, “Take only one. God is watching.”

So, the boy took an apple and moved on to the cookies.

He helped himself, and then took a small piece of paper, and wrote: “Take all you want”. God is watching the apples.”


With many peaceful blessings


The Gold Garland

There is a very interesting story of a king of England who once went to a Sunday class. In his left hand he had a garland of gold and in the right he held a Bible.

The gold garland was very, very attractive. The king asked one of the students ‘Which of these two would you like to have?’

Naturally the boy opted for the gold garland.

When the same question was asked of the next boy, who was looking poor and in rags, he said that he wished for the Bible.

To the great surprise of the king, he said ‘My motherhas taught me that the Bible is the greatest treasure in the world. Therefore,
please, your Majesty, I shall be happy if you present me the Bible’.

The king gave the two boys the gifts that they requested.

When the boy, who had received the Bible, reverently opened the Word of God, he was surprised to find in each page of the Book, a plate of Gold!

The boy was taken aback.

The king spoke to him saying, ‘Son, since you preferred the Bible, to the precious looking garland, you have received a prize of greater value than the glittering gold-garland.’


And that, as the boy in the story found, is the absolute truth.

If we are only interested in the gold of the material world we may indeed miss the more heavenly gifts and offerings which are ours for the mere asking.

And when we pray – and are filled with the Holy Spirit – the spirit of truth will help us to understand whether what we are requesting has the approval of our Father God.


With many peaceful blessings


One Pastor’s Painful Experience

A pastor in a Christian establishment resigned from his post. Subsequently had had to experience considerable hardships.

He had to endure hunger, fasting, poverty, tears, ridicule and curses.

Nevertheless, he began the Lord’s ministry in the very same town.

This could not be tolerated by the Christian organisation which had previously employed him. Some of them, therefore, assembled together and started fasting and praying to God with great zeal that his ministry should not be blessed!

But will our Lord and Saviour heed a prayer offered with the wrong intention?

Within a few days, those who had been praying against the pastor were attacked by a virulent dysentery. Some of them even died!

On the other hand that lonely pastor’s work flourished and spread.

May our Lord and Saviour grant that we ourselves do not harbour such iniquity in our hearts!


With many peaceful blessings


Smith Wigglesworth, A Great Man Of God

Smith Wigglesworth, a great man of God, had once gone to pray for a young woman, just seventeen years old.

She had practically lost both her lungs due to a chronic infection of tuberculosis. He met her at a time when she was at the threshold of death.

He laid his hands upon her and prayed earnestly for her. But, alas, she breathed her last, at that very moment.

He was perturbed by the thought that he had travelled so many miles only to see the girl die during his prayers.

But the very next moment there was a flash of great brilliance in his mind which made him think of the Almighty power of the God of gods.

Without conscious effort he exclaimed aloud: ‘My God is the God who parted the Red Sea to enable His people to pass through dry land. He is able to give me victory even over this disgraceful defeat!’

His eyes were turned to the Father God, who works wonders.

And the Lord respected his faith. Something extraordinary began to occur.

On the other side of the nearby window appeared the gracious and incomparable face of the Lord Jesus.

The rays of mercies emanating from that compassionate countenance were directed towards the lifeless body of the girl who had just died.

He smiled!

And, lo and behold! Her spirit re-entered into her mortal remains.

And, miracle of miracles, her two diseased and atrophied lungs were healed one hundred percent!


With many peaceful blessings