Thursday, January 31, 2019

Mountain Man 1/30-31/19

30-31 January 2019 - Mountain Man – Manna by Dorothy & Tony

Mark 11:23 For verily I say unto you, That whosoever shall say unto this mountain, Be thou removed, and be thou cast into the sea; and shall not doubt in his heart, but shall believe those things which he (you) saith shall come to pass; he (you) shall have whatsoever he (you) saith.

I read from the Daily Bread of January 19, 2019, the question began with: What do you do when there is a mountain in your way?  The story of Dashrath Manjhi can inspire us. When his wife died because he was unable to get her to the hospital to receive urgent medical care, Manjhi did what seemed impossible.  He spent twenty-two years chiseling a massive gap in a mountain so other villagers could get to the local hospital to receive the medical care they needed. Before he died, the government of India celebrated him for his achievement. [Written by Marvin Williams]  (A chisel means to cut the rock and break it up and a massive means a very heavy work. Gap means a mountain pass.)  

Dorothy:  This simple article of his determination against the mountain had left a deep impact upon my spirit.  I wanted to know the history of Dashrath Manjhi so I google.  To understand the situation, the Gehlaur Village at India were small.  Manjhi had a job at the other side of the village.  He would climb over the Gehlour hills to work.  One day his pregnant wife tried to bring lunch over the Gehlour hills to another village to where he works, but her foot got caught between the rocks, she fell and could not get up. 

Someone saw her and informed the husband at work and he went up the Gehlour hills and took her quickly to the hospital.  When she arrived, she died and gave birth to a healthy baby girl.  Dashrath was grief for the loss of his wife.  Something motivated him and he sold his two goats for a hammer and a chisel.  He started his work with the mountain pass from 1960 to 1982. Beside his job, in his spare time, He worked day and night for 22 years and broke down the hill, to 360 foot long, 30 foot wide and 25 foot deep.  

In the memory of his wife, Manjhi carved a path in the Gehlour hills so that his village have easier access to medical attention. The villagers had to travel 70 kilometers to reach to the nearest town to get medical attention.  The history stated that “he shortened the distance from 70 kilometers to just one kilometers.”  In 1982 the government roped in to make the road by carving the mountain.  Manjhi passed away in 2007 by the age of 73.  By 2011 they named the road Dashrath Manjhi Path. 


Dorothy: What does that story do to me?  I just thought of a song, Got any rivers, but instead I choose “Got any mountains” you can’t tunnel through?”  It reminds me of Jesus’ word, “With God all things are possible” (Mark 10:27). I am holding on to the word of Jesus and it feels good!  Thank you Lord for inspiring story of Dashrath Manjhi.

Song: Got Any Mountains?
Got any rivers you think are uncrossable?
Got any mountains you can’t tunnel through?
God specializes in things thought impossible;
And He will do what no other power can do.
[Inspiring Choruses, song: Got Any Rivers?]

May God bless you!
Dorothy

Monday, January 28, 2019

Part 2 Biscuit Story 1/28-29/19


Note: Karen Batts send the FB Prayer Biscuit and the detailed story of the young Pastor. 

God send this young pastor to this old church to just preach there. He then got the called on his life to be a pastor of this church. He really rage of war becoming a pastor of this OLD CHURCH with many being old folks.  

He took the call of God to take this church as his FIRST JOB AS A PASTOR. He met this elder and felt comfortable with him … making his first day on the job easy one … instead this elder guy open with this prayer as you just read ... but missing all the emotion the pastor gone through with this prayer.

Buttermilk … Pastor freak out!  "No!  I’m not ready to repair this kind of prayer! 
Lard … Pastor drops into deep sigh! 
Flour … Pastor knows now this really over his head in handling nut case people in the backwoods places people.

But then tears flow gently when he heard how much he loved biscuits … the Holy Spirit said to the pastor … oh! The Bread of Life is Mighty in this place! I will work the work of Him that send Me in this church!   Pastor rose up and told everyone that The Holy Spirit is here right now!  What shall We Do?  

The whole church rose up and bend down on bending knees and started singing, praising God, and speaking in tongues … which he had NEVER heard of.  The next six years … most of the older generations had passed on and behold new life of young people came in their places of who had passed on.

Behind the church where till lies the old generation are buried there.  This young new pastor go to their graves, sitting and recall many life lessons he learned in those six years.  He became like them! Mighty in the Spirit and Strong in Faith … counting his many blessing … one by one …Thanking on bending knees for such solid sheep in the flock of Great Simple Faith.  These are the one who brought "as on earth as in Heaven" lessons.

This was his last church. He died and was buried in the same old generation grave site … on his stone it read this … "I truly hate, butter milk, lard, and flour ... but I love biscuits! Thou O Lord are my only Biscuit of Life."

That is how I remember one of my old elder church friend who lead me to the Lord ... it brought tears to my soul,  today when I eat biscuits … I do think of my only Biscuit of life!   So this is very old story of the Biscuit of Life...which I called it because of the writing of the tomb stone of a learning pastor!

Karen Batts-- 

FB Prayer Biscuit 1/28-29/19