Through All The Years

One of my favorite songs that I can't add to the playlist is, 'Through All The Years' by Greg Long and Joanna Carlson from the Album "My Utmost For His Highest: The Covenant". Since I can't give you the music, I am going to type in the lyrics. So here goes:

Yesterday
You broke into my life
It took my breath away
To see me in Your eyes
And so today
I shed a tear
To find that You'd been here
All throughout the years
Holding my hand
Lighting the way
You understand me
Oh my God!

Chorus:
How could I live without You
Through the years
You have been faithful
How could I breathe without You
It seems so clear
That even in the shadowed moments
You were there
You were there
through the years
All my life

Tomorrow I'll
Step through the darkened glass
And straight into the arms
That led me through the past
Forever I
Will touch Your face
I'm covered by Your grace
You'll love me for always
Holding my hand
Leading me home
You understand me
Oh, my God!

Chorus.

Isn't that just beautiful? I am believing God for some pretty BIG stuff. And I have to remind myself just how much He cares about what I am believing Him for. He will come through in His time and it will be better than I can dream about.

Remember: Don't tell God how big your problem is. Tell your problem how Big God is!

A Posting from Steven

Hello, my name is Steven and I would like to share a testimonial about a discussion I’ve had with the Lord. It started many years ago when I asked the question to the Lord, but was unable to hear the answer at the time because I was not saved. The question was why would He condemn people that have never heard His Word, or about Jesus. For example, the natives in the jungles of South and Central South America. Jesus came to the world long before Conquistadors arrived in Central America, and yet there was what we call a pagan religion already in place there, and that is when they started to learn about Jesus. But what of the time before that? God said the only way to heaven is through his son Jesus. So does that mean that the millions of people who had died went to hell after Jesus had come to save us? This, at the time, did not sound like the holy and loving god people were telling me about. To me it sounded down right cruel and kept me from the Lord for many years.

As far back as I can remember I started to wonder about this is when I was in high school studying about Greek mythology. I noticed some similarities between Greek mythology and Christians. How Zeus reminded me of God. How the semi-gods under Zeus was like angels and Hades being the power of the underworld where everyone went when they died. At that time in my life these two stories actually sounded almost exactly alike. This prompted me to look up other religions across the globe looking for any other similarities, in my spare time on the internet. Alas I did not find any real similarities until I started finding the origins and original beliefs in many different cultures from Egyptian mythology to the many different mythologies surrounding India, China, and Japan. Apparently each culture's stories changed as time went on to become what they are today. In the original stories of these religions were the basics of Christian beliefs. Such as loving each other, never hating anyone, no killing, and just a different way of saying the 10 commandments. Its like the 10 commandments had spread all across the globe in different forms. And one day I started to believe that just as Jesus speaks to every Christian in a different way that it would make sense to each of us, that it was possible that God had made Himself present in every culture in every part of the world. That through time, as fallible and gullible as humans are, Lucifer had twisted thoughts and minds with his deceit and warped the faith of each religion into what it is today. This helped me with my original thought, and that God had indeed been loving and caring.

Well, time had past and those thoughts had become the past for several years. In this time frame I found Jesus and was saved and I am now born again. I have learned the ability of communication with Jesus and talk with him about 70% of my day. But that is a different testimonial. The thoughts of the so called born religions started to come back recently and I had discussed it with some of my friends. It didn’t seam quite right. It felt weird to discuss the things I learned from so long ago. But even more weird is that I still believed it! I spoke about these findings and how I felt with my mother, Linda. I have always trusted her judgment. She said she didn’t have an answer for me and that I should just ask Jesus about it. As I hung up the phone with her, Jesus popped in and said he wanted to give me clarity and peace. I’m 30 now and as you remember I had these thoughts and doubts when I was in high school. So many years later, I have now gotten the chance to ask Jesus these questions and He wanted to answer them, and this time, I could hear.

Jesus said “I want you to stop your worry about other's beliefs. I know you Steven and you usually want an explanation but I am not going to give you one. Let's say you are right and all people have worshipped me under different names and different religions, then the Christians of today would think those people are no longer in the wrong and would stop praying over them, sending missionaries to them, helping those in need of salvation, and generally would stop spreading the word of Me. Then again, if you are wrong, and all have worshipped false gods and idols then the Christians would double and triple their efforts in desperation to try and make sure that no one is not Christian so all could enter My kingdom. In this effort they would try and force My Word and that would make people very angry and it would cause chaos and hatred, the last thing I want. Even if the Christian's heart is in the right place. So again I say, you are not to worry about these things any longer. I have commanded that all love each other and that you and all Christians like you are to spread the Word of God. It does not matter where someone comes from or what they believe in, only that they know I died so they may be forgiven. And you will say this. And you will not force them to believe this. You will love them and show care for them. This way a seed may be planted and I will do the rest. Be at peace.”

After Jesus said this to me I have not wondered about the questions I originally had. Honestly now I don’t want to know the answer because if I did then either way is a bad road to be on. I realized it does not matter if a person is Hindu, gay, or has the Koran as their beliefs. I should not wonder about their religious beginnings or judge them for their beliefs. I should just love them and let them know that Jesus loves them as He loves me. I often see Christians telling gays that they are wrong and should repent. So much so, and forcefully, that now most of them hate us. Or the fact that other religions feel that they are now in a holy war with us over "how we tell them they should be". Even if those things are true or not true it is not our place to say so. OUR job since the beginning is to tell them that Jesus loves them very much as he loves us. I wrote this not to remind myself or dwell on those questions I asked so long ago but to try and educate. I think every person asking those questions in their own search for salvation and those of us who already have salvation need to hear this. Stop hating people and telling them that they are wrong for who they are or how they were raised and just let them know how much Jesus loves them as He loves you. I wish for Jesus' love and arms to wrap around you and that you are able to show it to others.

God blessed you the day HIS blood spilt on the ground and may He continue to bless us all.

Steven Rosenbaugh.

New Additions!

I hope you all like the music I have added to my blog page. I will be adding more as time goes on. These two songs mean a lot to me and my walk with the Lord.

Also, notice that I have contacted World Challenge Org. and have received permission to add a link to the World Challenge Pulpit Series Newsletters that I talk about so much and also a link to David Wilkerson's personal web site. It may interest you to know that he is the author of "The Cross and the Switchblade". He has a very successful ministry to the inner city in New York and several missions ministries. All by free will donations. He never asks for money. The Lord has always met his needs.

And although I don't often mention this, I have written several Halloween tracts and a book called "Lessons Worth Re-Learning" which is typed in at the beginning of this blog. If you would like to receive copies of one of these, please use the e-mail link and let me know.

God is good, all the time. We are blessed and highly favored.

God DOES Exist!

Sometimes I get such great e-mails from my sister! I just love her! Keep 'em coming!

A man went to a barbershop to have his hair cut and his beard trimmed. As the barber began to work, they began to have a good conversation. They talked about so many things and various subjects. When they eventually touched on the subject of God, the barber said: "I don't believe that God exists."

"Why do you say that?" asked the customer. "Well, you just have to go out in the street to realize that God doesn't exist. Tell me, if God exists, would there be so many sick people? Would there be abandoned children?

If God existed, there would be neither suffering nor pain. I can't imagine a loving God who would allow all of these things." The customer thought for a moment, but didn't respond because he didn't want to start an argument. The barber finished his job and the customer left the shop.

Just after he left the barbershop, he saw a man in the street with long, stringy, dirty hair and an untrimmed beard. He looked dirty and unkempt. The customer turned back and entered the barber shop again and he said to the barber: "You know what? Barbers do not exist." "How can you say that?" asked the surprised barber. "I am here, and I am a barber. And I just worked on you!" "No!" the customer exclaimed. "Barbers don't exist because if they did, there would be no people with dirty long hair and untrimmed beards, like that man outside."

"Ah, but barbers DO exist! That's what happens when people do not come to me." "Exactly!" affirmed the customer. "That's the point! God, too, DOES exist! That's what happens when people do not go to Him and don't look to Him for help. That's why there's so much pain and suffering in the world."


BE BLESSED & BE A BLESSING TO OTHERS !!!!!!!

The End-Times

Some friends and I were having a discussion the other day about all the things we hear and read about on the news: weather, wars, etc. And the discussion (without my help) turned to 'the mark' and other end-time prophesies. It seems everyone knows that these are the last days.

I get a newsletter from David Wilkerson every month that I think is the best for uplifting news and exhortation. He can take the worst of subjects and show you the Good News through Jesus Christ. I heartily recommend him. Get on his mailing list. He has also been talking about the last days and how our hearts and minds should be tuned into Jesus and His promises which are without fail and how the Holy Spirit can bring peace to your hearts in these troubled times.

I have been reminded of a vision I had some years ago that is just as fresh in my mind as the day I received it. That's the way the Lord works. He gives us the encouragement we need as we need it. He knows our needs better than we do!

In my vision, it is a time of war. I am in the midst of a great army and we are all armed to the hilt. It is dark, the horizon is glowing red. The air is thick and hot. We are all shouting, and chanting, and beating our spears on the ground and stamping our feet and creating a great noise. I cannot see the edge of the sea of humanity to the north or south or left, but to my right I can see the edge. I can see the land stretch out for miles in a slow, rolling hillside. And in the distance, I can see what looks like a black blanket covering the horizon and coming closer. It fills me with fear. I know it is the enemy coming closer.

And then I see the King! He is on a huge white horse which causes Him to be visible to the whole immense army. On His head is a huge crown that sparkles. Out of His eyes come lightning. At once, we all start singing praises to our King and throw down our weapons and armor which promptly disappear. I am so happy that I think I should burst! We praise and sing and worship! As I look to my right, the enemy that was just about upon us has dissolved into dust and ash and the wind has blown them away!

We must rest in our faith in Jesus! We must praise and worship Him at all times, especially when things are bad. Praise takes us into His presence. He is the only one who can meet our needs. He takes care of the things that are causing our situations. We don't pray about the symptoms, we trust Him to take care of the causes! He is the only answer. Smile at the enemy. It only heaps coal on his head.

Read Micah 7. It is a wonderful picture of the end time and God's provisions.

There was something scrawled in a wall at a German concentration camp: "I believe in the sun, even when it's not shining. I believe in love, even when I don't feel it. I believe in God, even when He is silent."

Remember, we are not destined for here, we are destined to be with the Lord. There is an eternal part to us. He does not want any of us to perish, but to be with Him. All it takes is asking Him into your hearts and lives.

God Is Good, All The Time!

I'm sorry I haven't written much lately, but I have been busy. We left for Roswell on June 30th and did the UFO Festival down there with the simulator and the license plate trailer. It was PACKED! It was a very busy weekend for us, Roger worked the simulator all by himself, and I worked the license plates all by myself.

You know God is so good, all the time! I love to drive because I plug in my iPod into the RV speakers, turn on my praise music, and sing at the top of my lungs as I drive! And all weekend long I had all these praise and worship songs going through my head. It was great.

We got on location Wednesday night and parked the RV next to the street like we always do and started work Thursday morning. As we were finishing setting up, we saw code compliance knocking on our door, so Roger went over to talk to them.

Seems that someone in the area complained about our motorhome being parked on the street. But code compliance did say that we were parked legally and that we had 72 hours to move it. OK. So we went to work. We'll move it in 72 hours.

After 6pm that same day, the police show up and tell us that they got a complaint on the RV. So, Roger told them what code compliance told him. And they said, OK. But they still couldn't tell us who it was that complained. We think it was a business owner not involved in the festivities across the street and they were upset that customers couldn't see their business from the festival because our RV was in the way. By the way, the blood drive RV was in the parking lot with the festival, and it was about 50' long. And it went across the whole driveway.

So, we told the coordinator of the festival with the UFO Museum, and she said that after everything was all closed up to come park in the parking lot.

So about 10:30 pm we take the Rv into the parking lot and lo and behold, the only place to park is just across the sidewalk into the parking lot from where we were originally! And it was level, and now you have our 32' motorhome, and the blood mobile (give or take 50')! We got a better location and there was absolutely no visibility across the street now. God looks out for those who trust Him.

Other things, the simulator has an accumulator for the hydraulics that the bladder took a dump in, but Roger filled it up and it ran just fine for the show.

Then we went home and set up on the corner Thurs-Sat, even though we were REAL tired.

To make a long story short, out of all the little things that satan meant for bad, the Lord made good, and we made more money there this year than we did last year. Praise the Lord!