- Jim Corbett
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“Do you know that you are ministering to Me in many ways? You are! I especially love it when you honor and praise Jesus. It thrills Me when you give honor to His Name and the work that He did and still does. I am delighted when you are sensitive to the leadings of the Holy Spirit and respond to His comfort. Continue to hunger and thirst after My Word. It is life and nourishment to you. As you grow and become more involved with My heart, bless others. As you minister to those who need My love and what has been done by Jesus, you bless Me. I love the way you are growing in Me. Keep up the good work! I love you!”
2 Chr. 16:9 NIV
“For the eyes of the Lord range throughout the earth to strengthen those whose hearts are fully committed to him...”
Psalm 20:6-7 AMP
6) Now I know that the Lord saves His anointed; He will answer him from His holy heaven with the saving strength of His right hand.
7) Some trust in and boast of chariots and some of horses, but we will trust in and boast of the name of the Lord our God.
Amos 3:3 KJV
“Can two walk together except they be agreed?”
“Nobody ain’t never loved me,” Train whimpered as memories of rejection and abandonment started to visibly wrack his gigantic frame. “Nobody ain’t never loved me like that.”
After several minutes, Train stood erect again, sobbing and wiping his tear-streaked face with his calloused, massive hand. He turned toward Tom.
“I gotta do somethin’ to thank Him for what He done. Can you tell Him for me, Preacher Man? Can you tell Him thanks for what He done?”
Tom looked up at the most broken man he had ever seen. Without hesitation, Tom put his hand on Train’s arm - something unthinkable just a short time ago.
“I think Jesus would like it very much if you’d tell Him yourself, Train. I think He would be very pleased to have you talk to Him.”
Shocked at the thought that God might listen to something he might say, Train stepped back a couple of steps in disbelief. Then he looked directly into Tom’s eyes. Tom looked directly back into his, assuring him that it would be all right.
“Do I gotta go to a church or somethin’?” Train questioned.
“No,” Tom smiled. “We could just sit here on the curb and you could just tell God what’s on your heart.”
Tom started to move toward the curb to sit down when he noticed that Train had dropped into a kneeling position right where he’d been standing. Tom moved next to him, giving a quick look to see if anyone was watching. Train knelt silently for a long moment, his head bowed and his hands folded in front of him, resting loosely against his body. Quietly he began.
“God...” he hesitated to wipe the tears from his eyes. “God, this is me, Train. I ain’t never talked to you before ‘cuz I been afraid...”
I’m so grateful that You made a way for me, Lord,