FULL GOSPEL MISSION
887 W. Spruce Ave., Ravenna, OH 44266
Rev. Barbara A. Davis, Pastor
October 21, 2012
PASTOR PEN: An old Paul Harvey story is about a man by the name of Ray
Blankenship. One morning as Ray was preparing his breakfast he heard the
terrified cries of a little girl. As he looked out his window he saw her
being swept away in the rain-flooded drainage ditch beside his Andover, Ohio,
home. Blankenship knew that farther downstream the ditch disappeared into a
tunnel underneath a road and then emptied into the main storm drain.
Ray dashed out the door and raced along the ditch, trying to get ahead of the sinking child. Then he jumped into the deep, churning water. Blankenship surfaced and was able to grab the child’s arm. Only a few feet away from the culvert Ray’s free hand felt something--possibly submerged tree limb— He clung desperately, but the tremendous force of the water tried to rip and tear him away from the child. “If only he could just hang on until help comes," he thought. But he did better than that. By the time fire-department rescuers arrived, Blankenship had pulled the girl to safety. Both were treated for shock. On April 12, 1989, Ray Blankenship was awarded the Coast Guard’s Silver Lifesaving Medal. The award is fitting, for this selfless person was at even greater risk to himself…, thinking solely on the need of others. Because Ray Blankenship could not swim. And now you know the rest of the story.
Learn this lesson: Hearing God speak Will
Challenge Our Comfort Zone.
Ray could have said, “I don’t want to get wet. I don’t want to ruin my breakfast. I don’t want to risk my life,” BUT God’s voice was unmistakably clear! When Ray heard the terrified cries of the little girl and looked out and saw that little child drowning in the water there is no way that anyone could misunderstand what had to be done! This is God changing hears into doers---"But be ye doers of the word, and not hearers only" James 1:22 (KJV) FALL FESTIVAL-- OCTOBER 27--Food drive at Center of Hope
Thank
you bakers, and sellers (Susan, Renee, Barbie K., Mary) of cookies, it was a success—a special thank
you to David W.D.II for helping before school to set up the sale. Also to Lucy and Eli for helping to sell
cookies, Cookie on sale tonight for a special $3.00 price—I’ll see you
there!!!! (P.S. Thanks Charlie D for
the coffee!) Thanks Cara!!!
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PRAYER LIST: Axel
Bradeck---illnesss Devria St.Aubin---health Ha zen Ministries ALL MILITARY---Zac&Shawn Center of Hope Miss
Jenny B. and Dennis—recovery----strokes
RC & Esther—health Rev. Mike Bonecutter Dale
and Sheila & Family—jobs/home Anne C.
Rev.’s Opdyke & Rev.
Beaver---both lost spouse Rev. Donnie Turner—health Rev. Mack Turner—health Sister
Rachael & Church Calvary Crusade FGCC/Radio&
Ministers Sister Helen Ballew Arthur Wilson—health Will & Amber—baby health Barb
K—job Jeff
& Shelby---jobs/home Rev. Charles & Sue Herron Steve W—health/broke leg Linda Weber Grieving families—especially
as the Holiday approach COME QUICKLY
LORD
FOOD
FOR THOUGH----Two friends were walking through the desert. During some point of the journey, they had an
argument. And the one friend slapped the other one in the face. The one who got
slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the sand, today my best
friend slapped me in the face.
They kept on walking, until they found an
Oasis, where they decide to take a bath. The one who had been slapped got stuck
in the mire and started to drown, but the friend saved him. After he recovered from the near drowning, he
wrote in stone: 'TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SAVED
MY LIFE'
The
friend who had slapped and saved his best friend asked him, “After I hurt you,
you wrote in the sand, and now you write in Stone, Why?' The friend replied, when someone hurts us, we
should write it down in sand, where the winds of forgiveness can erase it away,
but when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where
no winds can ever erase it.
LEARN TO WRITE YOUR
HURTS IN THE SAND AND TO
CARVE YOUR BENEFITS
IN STONE.
JOKE:
Members of the Methodist women's church circle in one
Wisconsin town some years ago were disturbed because a widowed church member
and her three small daughters were staying away from services. Finding the
reason to be a lack of suitable clothes, the ladies' group corrected the
situation in a generous manner.
When the little girls still failed to appear at Sunday school, some of the ladies called to inquire about their absence.
The mother thanked them sweetly for the clothing and explained, "The girls looked so nice, I sent them to the Presbyterian church!"
When the little girls still failed to appear at Sunday school, some of the ladies called to inquire about their absence.
The mother thanked them sweetly for the clothing and explained, "The girls looked so nice, I sent them to the Presbyterian church!"