
Falling Out of Bed
There was a story of a little boy named Johnny who kept falling out of bed. Every time he would fall his mother would come in the room and scoop him off the floor and place him back in bed.
There was a story of a little boy named Johnny who kept falling out of bed. Every time he would fall his mother would come in the room and scoop him off the floor and place him back in bed.
Whose voice are you listening to? 1 Corinthians 14:10 KJV reads, “There are, it may be, so many kinds of voices in the world, and none of them is without signification.” There are many voices in the world, says the apostle Paul, but never have there been so many as are heard today.
The person who really loves God seeks no other reward than to love God for who He is. Here’s an example: There are three men who go running faithfully every day. When asked why they run consistently every day they each had a different response.
When you first started using a computer you quickly learned a universal truth: if you enter wrong data, you’ll get wrong data. But if you enter correct data, you’ll get correct data. Computer pioneers called this, “GIGO” or “garbage in; garbage out.”
There was a little boy who loved to play in his backyard with his ball and bat. Every day he’d put on his baseball cap, grab his ball and bat and go outside and start tossing the ball in the air. As the ball descended, the boy would say to himself, “I’m the greatest hitter in the world!” Then he’d swing and miss.
A woman who lived by herself went home one day and discovered that she’d been burglarized. As you can imagine, the woman was very upset and went out and purchased an alarm system and had it installed; she also replaced her stolen items.
There’s a big difference between information and revelation. How does something go from information to revelation?
There was much rejoicing, and when the news media asked the little girl how she’d floated for such a long time, she made the most riveting statement. She said, “I was just doing what my father told me until he came back.”
We are like umpires at a baseball game in that we lo ve to call balls and strikes on somebody else. It is kind of like if you ask what time it is you will get a whole bunch of answers; some people set their watches ahead, some people set their watches behind.
There was a young boy who grew up on a farm and was waiting for the day that he could plow his first field. That great day came and his dad said, “I just have one piece of advice as you are plow across this huge field.
John Stephen Akhwari was a Tanzanian marathon runner in the 1968 Olympic Games in Mexico City. Like all of the other athletes, John trained rigorously and was looking forward to running appearing in the Olympic Games.