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A man was deeply touched by the Holy Spirit, and he desired to be saved. However, he did not know the way of salvation. He asked one of his friends, "What should I do to be saved?" His friend was busy with his own work and answered him hastily, "Start with the first `all' in Isaiah 53:6 and end with the last `all,' and you will be saved." Indeed, when this person received with faith the fact of these two "alls," he was saved. Are you saved? Please try the same method.
There was a child who was called Henry. He was young, but he knew about God. He told his family that whenever one asks of God, God will answer him; He will never leave anything unanswered. The grown-ups in the family did not believe in God. They thought that God sometimes answers and sometimes does not answer. Once it was raining, and everyone told Henry, "If God hears your prayer, why don't you pray that it will not rain tomorrow?" Henry said, "Very good. I will pray." The next day it was still raining heavily. The others asked Henry, "Did God answer your prayer? See how heavy the rain is!" Henry answered, "God has indeed answered my prayer. He answered by saying, `No.'"
A spiritual missionary once told me an experience of hers. She said that she was once in a certain denomination, and she was sent to work as a teacher in a parochial school. Because of her love for the Lord, she did much work among the students. She brought the unbelievers to salvation and perfected the believers. The Lord greatly blessed her work. Because of this, her co-workers became jealous of her.
Later, a person from her denomination accused her of many sins. The annual board committee would not announce the name of the accuser, nor would they tell her what charge was brought against her. They only sent a few persons to tell her that the denomination would no longer hire her and that she should pack up her belongings and go back to England. She was expelled. When she heard this, it was like an unexpected thunder from the sky; she did not know where the storm came from. She told the committee that she was willing to return home, but that they should tell her who was accusing her and what was the mistake she had made that forced her to return home. Even if she were a criminal, she could not be sentenced to the guillotine without a trial. But the committee was adamant in not telling her the name. Later, she committed the matter to God in her prayer. Because the blow was so great, she wept and cried before the Lord. She knew that she had not made any mistake that could cause her expulsion. She considered how her name and character would be slandered from that time on, and she decided that she would not give up unless the committee would tell her the truth and give her the chance to defend herself. The more she considered her future, the more her pride would not let her give in.
However, in her prayer, it seemed that she saw the Lord. The Lord taught her, "You belong to Me. Those who accused you also belong to Me. I am the Head, and both of you are My members. Consider My hands. What difference does it make to My head if it is the thumb or the middle finger that is hurt? To my head both cause pain. Whether you are hurt or the other is hurt, it is a fact that I have been hurt. Why do you have to argue? Why do you have to justify yourself and put shame on others? You may be able to save yourself from false accusations, but is not the hurt done to Me the same? Why justify yourself? My child, be at peace! Your future is in My hands!" After this, she returned to her country, and she suffered much misunderstanding and despising. Others thought that she had committed untold crimes! Today, she has been back at work in Fukien for over twenty years, but none of her former co-workers are left in China any longer!
A Bible salesman went to the villages to preach the gospel and to sell Bibles. He told others that the Holy Book is powerful to change men's behavior and to deliver them from judgment of sins and to keep them from sinning. One opposer stepped forward and asked, "How can this be? Who can be without sin in a sin-infested world? Can a man be free from the influence of his environment? What can you show me that is not affected by its environment?" The Bible salesman said, "The fish swims in the salty sea, but it does not turn into a salty fish! What is so threatening about the environment?"
A person who loved to joke once asked his Christian chauffeur, "What is the fastest way to hell?" The chauffeur said, "If you open the door and jump out, hell will be right there. But you should remember that if you do not believe in God, you will not be there, because there is no one in hell who does not believe in God!" Everyone in hell believes in God. James 2:19 says, "You believe that God is one. You do well; the demons also believe and shudder."
A near-illiterate person once read the "Holy Bible" as the "Heart Bible." The Bible becomes the Book of the Heart. This is probably what the ancient psalmist meant when he said in Psalm 119:111, "Thy testimonies have I taken as a heritage for ever: for they are the rejoicing of my heart."
One Monday morning, two preachers met each other on the road. One said, "Last night I spoke on `The coming of the Judgment Day.'" The other said, "I wish you would say this with tears." Indeed this is true. Acts 20:19 says, "Serving the Lord as a slave with all humility and tears."
One young man could not stand the zeal of his parents toward God. He could not bear the spiritual atmosphere at home, and he thought that there were too many Christians in his own town. He was tired of their presence and tired of their heavenly talk, and he set about to escape to a lake by train. On the train, he saw two old people opposite his seat with their Bibles open, discussing spiritual matters. He was angry at seeing so many Christians. At the next station, he left the train to give vent to his anger. There he saw a few old women talking to each other. When he approached them, he realized that they were also talking about the Lord Jesus. There was a lake in that place, and many people went on the lake. He took a steamboat to travel to the other side of the lake. On the boat, again he heard many people talking about heavenly things. They were all Christians! He found out later that they all belonged to a tour group from a Christian school. This made him very agitated. Later he went on deck and asked the captain of the boat angrily, "Where can I go to avoid these accursed Christians?" The captain was not a good man either. He answered sharply, "The only place is hell." This word pierced the young man's heart deeply. Soon after this, he became a Christian.
The bishop of England was a faithful worker of the Lord. He labored day and night. On his deathbed he prayed, "Lord, forgive me for my sin of negligence!"
The Keswick Convention in England is the top among all spiritual conferences in the world. It has been preaching sanctification, consecration, and victory for over half a century. Dr. Meyer, who has been to China before, was conducting one of these convention meetings. At the beginning of the meetings, he told the congregation, "If you have any overdue debts at home, you cannot expect to have God's blessings this time." The next day, the money orders at the post office were all sold out.
Once a man met a preacher on the streets of London. He said to the preacher, "When I was in Paris, I heard your preaching, and I can still remember it. At that time, I heard the message and repented and believed in God." The preacher asked what he had heard. The man said, "You said that `the lock is on our side.' I had always thought that God was cruel and that I had to do good before I could please Him. When I heard your word, I had a fresh realization, and I knew that the Lord Jesus was waiting for me to receive Him. If the Lord Jesus is not in my heart, the fault is with me." John 5:40 says, "Yet you are not willing to come to Me that you may have life."
A certain king only saw his son once a year at the appointed time when the son came for his supply and money. In order that the father could see the son every day and be near to him and have fellowship with him, the father changed the meeting time to once a day. This is how our heavenly Father feels toward us. Therefore, we should come to the Father's throne of grace every day and ask Him to "give us today our daily bread" (Matt. 6:11).
Wesley once said, "When I first began to preach, I encountered many difficulties. My brother Charles many times said, `If the Lord would give me wings, I would fly away.' I always answered, `If the Lord wanted me to fly, He would certainly give me wings.'" "Fear ye not" (Exo. 14:13).
A certain renowned professor at a university was very much admired by many people. One day he was sitting in his study. On his desk were many books, but the Bible was not among them. He was invited to speak at the university cathedral on the upcoming Sunday, and he was preparing for his sermon. He knew that many people would listen to his speaking, and the chancellor, the professors, and a few hundred students would be there. The famous professional people and merchants would also come to listen to him. The Sunday morning service at that cathedral, being famous for always having good music, was always well-attended by socially renowned persons. This being the case, the professor thought that he must do the best job possible, for he realized that his name was quite well-known also. A few of his colleagues had spoken there before and had been severely criticized. He could not afford to commit the same mistakes as they did. He had to say something new and timely. He was obviously trying to earn the praise of men instead of the praise of God.
He put his head in his hands and muttered quietly to himself. In the end, he exclaimed, "I have it!" and he took a piece of paper and wrote on it, "New Trends in Thinking." He said, "This will be my theme — New Trends in Thinking." Two weeks before that, another preacher had preached there. He was known as a fundamentalist, and what he spoke was mocked by others. The young men and women called him an "antiquity." Now that this professor was going to preach on new trends in thinking, he found this a chance to respond to what the other preacher had spoken. He knew that his audience would love to listen to such words.
Now he had to consider a little what he was going to say. But he needed one verse. According to the custom of the place, he must choose one Scripture verse to serve as the basis for the Sunday morning service. What verse should he choose? In the end, he chose Acts 17:19. "And they took hold of him and led him to the Areopagus, saying, May we know what this new teaching is which is being spoken by you?" He said to himself, "Fortunately there is such a verse. I can take this opportunity to show them my knowledge concerning Greek history and language." He hurriedly wrote something down. After he had jotted something down concerning the Areopagus and Greek philosophy, he proceeded to write the first section of his sermon, "Old Concepts." He wrote, "There are some old concepts in religion that cannot stand in the eyes of modern scientific research. What our ancestors believed in is too old and antiquated. If the great ancient theologians were to come back to life today, they would give up their faith and agree with our new thoughts also." But what are the old concepts that he had to speak about? Here he thought he had a chance to rebut the word of the preacher who had spoken earlier. He wanted to find some points of faith from the unerring Book that he could make a mockery of. He wrote, "There is nothing in this world that is infallible. The word infallible means perfect, and it is impossible to be perfect. There is no book in this world that contains no mistakes, there is no truth in this world that can be unerring, and there is no one in this world who can be without error. Even Christ was not without error; He made some mistakes also." Then he proceeded, "The virgin birth of Jesus is a belief that cannot be explained by science. Neither is there any historical record concerning it. It is merely an unfounded story. As to resurrection, such a belief is rejected by great writers and scientists alike. All those with enlightened minds will no doubt understand Jesus' resurrection to be not a resurrection of the person, but a resurgence of His conduct, His personality, His guidance, and His pattern. The old concepts speak of a heaven and a place of suffering (hell) after death. This belief is quite illogical also. We do not know about our future. It is possible that after death there is a future life, but it may not be a kind of future life like that described in the Bible. We can never be certain of this."
What we have quoted was the first section of his sermon. Now he proceeded on to the second section, "The New Concepts." He said, "We are like the ancient Greeks, always seeking for the new things, and we are still in the process of seeking." He was coming to the subject of evolutionary theology, and he was writing faster and faster.
While he was writing, suddenly two little arms embraced his neck. They were the arms of his only daughter, who was eleven years old. She had entered the study without her father noticing. She said, "Daddy, the meal is ready. Mother has called you three times. We thought you had fallen asleep."
The man pointed to his papers and said, "No, I have not fallen asleep. I am very busy. Do you know that your daddy is going to preach next Sunday in the big cathedral?"
While he was taking his meal, he spent the whole time talking about his sermon, and he told everyone how he came up with the theme. He also told them how he would spend the whole afternoon and evening writing his sermon. At that time, his daughter said, "But Daddy, you promised me that this afternoon you would take me to the top of the hill. What about it? Please take me there!" He shook his head, saying, "I am afraid that you have to wait until the following week after I have finished my sermon. What a pity that this is Wednesday already. Other than the time I spend on lecturing, I will have to spend all my time to prepare my sermon." The daughter was disappointed, and she was about to cry. The mother comforted her and told her that her father would surely take her to the hill the following Monday and would walk with her in the cemetery on the hill. There was also a cottage of an old farmer there.
That afternoon, the professor was busy writing. By midnight, he was still correcting his wordings over and over. Later he said, "Finally, I put the whole thing in order. Tomorrow, the day after, and Saturday, I will spend some time to read over it again and again." After he said this, he went to his bedroom beside his study to sleep.
The second morning, his wife came in earlier than usual and told him that his daughter did not sleep well the night before, that she had a fever, and that she was afraid that it was a kind of gallbladder disease. The mother gave the girl some medicine she had taken before. The father went to look at the child. The girl said, "Daddy, if you had taken me to the hilltop, to the cemetery and the farmer's house, I would not have become sick this morning." He kissed his daughter and said, "Next week I will surely take you there."
He went back to his study and busied himself with his new thoughts — his sermon. He had to go to a class at 2:00 in the afternoon; hence, he wanted to spend all his time on his sermon. At about noon, his wife knocked on the door and came in, saying, "I don't want to bother you, but Clara (the girl's name) seems to be very sick. She has a fever of 103 degrees. She kept talking about the hilltop. She is no longer conscious." He tried to call for the doctor to come right away. After lunch the doctor came, and he said that the sickness was very serious. Her fever was high, and her throat was burning. In the evening the doctor came again, and the child grew worse. He thought that the child had diphtheria, and he gave her a shot. The child was weak, and the fever did not go away. The parents watched her anxiously. The father went frequently to his study to kneel before the desk, on which lay his sermon, and cried out with tears, "O God, if You answer prayers, please save my child, my only child, Clara."
The next morning, the doctor came to visit them early. As soon as he saw the child, he was disappointed because the child had become worse. He asked a few other doctors to join him. The child breathed heavily and spoke hysterically, "Daddy, the hilltop." The doctors were all sober-faced. They decided that they should stay there for a few more hours.
The professor returned to his study. He wanted to pray, but could not do so. After an hour an older doctor, a Christian, came and knocked on his study door. The professor went over to open the door, and asked, "Doctor, how is she? Did she respond to the treatment? Will she recover?" The old man looked at him without saying anything, then bowed down his head. In the end he said, "Professor, come and see her lovely face. She has gone to a better place. To Christians, that is a better place." Before the word ended, the two were in the bedroom. The child was lying there with her eyes closed and her pale face smiling. The child had died.
The sad news spread quickly. A few students of the professor were sincere Christians. In the evening they gathered under the window of the professor's study and sang softly:
Abide with me! fast falls the eventide;The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide!When other helpers fail and comforts flee,Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me.Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day;Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away;Change and decay in all around I see;O Thou who changest not, abide with me.
They did not know that the professor was sitting by his desk. His sermon was laid aside, and all his reference books were on the shelf. In his hand was a Bible. Randomly, he turned to a page. At that time his eyes were filled with tears. It read: "Do not let your heart be troubled; believe into God, believe also into Me. In My Father's house are many abodes; if it were not so, I would have told you; for I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I am coming again and will receive you to Myself, so that where I am you also may be" (John 14:1-3).
At this time, while he was sobbing softly, he heard the singing outside:
I need Thy presence every passing hour:What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power?Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be?Through cloud and sunshine, oh, abide with me.I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless:Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness:Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy victory?I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.
He turned to his Bible again and read, "I am the resurrection and the life; he who believes into Me, even if he should die, shall live; and every one who lives and believes into Me shall by no means die forever. Do you believe this?" (John 11:25-26). He said with a trembling voice, "Lord, I believe." His eyes were immediately opened to see the vanity of the "New Trends in Thinking." In the depths of his heart, he realized that such thoughts gave him no hope and no comfort. What he believed in did not give him any life, power, or hope. In his time of sorrow, they could not render him any help. He knelt down to pray. Oh, what a prayer it was! He confessed his sins and committed himself into the bosom of his Lord.
On Monday they went up to the hilltop. The coffin of the child was covered with white flowers. The coffin was carried by four of the professors. The preacher read the Bible: "For this we say to you by the word of the Lord, that we who are living, who are left remaining unto the coming of the Lord, shall by no means precede those who have fallen asleep; because the Lord Himself, with a shout of command, with the voice of the archangel and with the trumpet of God, will descend from heaven, and the dead in Christ will rise first. Then we who are living, who are left remaining, will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air; and thus we will be always with the Lord. Therefore comfort one another with these words" (1 Thes. 4:15-18).
After the coffin was lowered into the grave, the father stepped forth and spoke loudly to everyone, with his head bowed: "Friends, the child whom I loved has died. She is with the Lord who died for her. Before this open grave, I want to confess that this Lord is my Savior. The Lord left the heavenly glory to come to earth to die for our sins. He was buried and resurrected on the third day. He will still come back again to receive us unto His glorious self. By that time, my child will be back in my arms. This faith is what I have often denied before you, my students and colleagues. Now it is the only faith that will give me peace and hope."
One day by a river, a man was angrily tearing apart a tract that another person had given to him, and he was throwing it into the river. The amazing thing was that the wind blew a piece of the shredded paper back into his sleeve. The torn piece had only one word: "Eternity." The man was immediately reminded by the word, and he was awakened to his own ungodliness. It turned him to "seek Jehovah while He may be found; / Call upon Him while He is near" (Isa. 55:6). Indeed, "the wind blows where it wills" (John 3:8).
A certain man was an educated and polite person. Yet he was an agnostic. Whatever he felt in his heart, he would not show it outwardly. He traveled to many places and visited many of his relatives. Among one of his relatives was his widowed aunt who was a Christian. She invited this man to her house very often, and she was grieved about his attitude toward the Bible.
One day I received an invitation card from her to speak with her nephew over dinner about his unbelieving concepts. She and her daughters had debated this matter with him already, and the poor women were not able to answer him. I gladly went. At the table this man sat opposite to me. Soon, he looked at me with a smile and said, "Do you believe in the story of the flood?" I said, "I believe in every word of it." He said, "In this matter, your God shows that He is a demon that destroys humanity." I said, "On the contrary, He was saving men by destroying them. This proves His wisdom and His goodness." He said, "You can never convince me in this matter." I said, "Don't say such a thing with too much assurance. You are a doctor. If you observe that I have a deadly disease in my arm and you tell me to have my arm cut off, would you say that you are doing what a demon does? The proportion of the number of men at the time of flood to the whole of humanity is much smaller than the size of the arm to the whole body. The difference in the spiritual sphere does not change the principle. Furthermore, in order to cut off an arm, a person must cut off the hand and the fingers as well. When a man corrupts himself, he corrupts his family as well. Take the example of a drunkard: the arm can be likened to the man, the hand can be likened to the wife, and the fingers, to the children. Are you a demon just because you cut off my arm?" He answered, "Certainly not." I said, "What more then can you say?" He humbly acknowledged his defeat, yet followed immediately by saying, "If you believe in the foreknowledge of God concerning man's suffering, you can never justify God's act in His creation of man." I said, "You are wrong again. This act has to do with His gift of life. It proves God's goodness and wisdom." He said, "This is impossible." I said, "Not so. Suppose we are twins, and our father promises that when we grow up, he will give us fifty thousand pounds each. Suppose he knows beforehand that I will waste my portion and that you will increase your portion. Should the fact that I will bring loss to myself cause you to be deprived of your joy?" He said, "That is right. One cannot do this." I said, "In this matter, you have to acknowledge that God's goodness and wisdom are manifested in the creation of man." He began to show admiration and awakening, and he readily acknowledged my argument. But he insisted that it was wrong that man should be given a free will, and that such an act was indefensible.
I said, "This is again something that manifests God's goodness and wisdom. You are an unmarried man. Suppose you are to be married, and you have to choose between two women. One of them does not have any will. The other has a will, but in everything she is contrary to your will. Which of the two would you choose?" He said, "Of course, the one with a will. The other must be a piece of clay!"
All the lady relatives applauded and were happy at his judgment, and the doctor did not say anything more.
Later, we became good friends, and he was no longer an agnostic. He openly confessed that he believed in the Lord Jesus Christ, and he matched his faith by his Christian deeds.
One town in our province was famous for being evil. The tide of sin swept through that place, and the small number of Christians there felt unable to stand firm. One summer there was an evangelistic tent meeting nearby. Among the repentant ones was an illiterate called "the Fool." He attended the meeting out of curiosity, but was wonderfully saved by the Lord. When he returned to his sin-ridden town, his heart was pounding within him. He went from house to house and went in without knocking, threatening the people with a loud voice: "What will you do when eternity comes?"
He did his best from street to street. He said nothing else except, "When eternity comes, what are you going to do?" The arrows of condemnation were shooting fast and quick. The people were reminded of God and were sorrowful. The few Christians in that town were encouraged by their newly converted comrade, and they came alive. They invited a preacher to their town, and following that, there was a great revival and much reaping of souls. As the preacher recalled it, the filthy, sinful society was renewed. A church was built, and a great congregation with a Sunday school was established. All these things happened because of one heavenly messenger who came with the word, "When eternity comes, what will you do?" This resulted in waking everyone out of his dreams.
The following is a drunkard's will which was found on a chair in his room after he had committed suicide. It concerns a very sober and tragic matter: "What I am leaving to the world is a detestable character and corrupted example. What I am leaving to my parents is unbearable sorrow in their failing age. What I am leaving to my brothers and sisters is my extreme shame and dishonor. What I am leaving to my wife is a broken heart and a shameful life. What I am leaving to every one of my children is poverty, illiteracy, poor character, and the memory of a father lying in a drunkard's tomb, going into a drunkard's hell."
One day, two sisters were playing and singing, "Safe in the arms of Jesus." The older sister asked the younger one, "How do you know that you are safe?" The younger one answered, "When my hands are holding the Lord's hand, I know that I am safe." The older sister said, "What if Satan comes to snatch you away from the Lord's hand? How can you still be safe?" The younger one changed her countenance, and she thought for a long time. Then she said, "Oh, I was wrong. It is the Lord's hand that is holding my hands. Satan cannot snatch from His hands. Therefore I am safe." Jesus said, "No one shall snatch them out of My hand" (John 10:28).
It was nine o'clock in the morning. The 8:50 train had paused and left the beautiful station after all the passengers had boarded. One old stationmaster had been working in the company for many years. After the exciting activity of the last train, he lay back to rest for an hour in front of the little garden filled with flowers. This was his reward for his hard work.
Suddenly there were some rapid footsteps followed by a man rushing in. His anger could as easily be detected as the redness on his face. Though his impatience and annoyance made him somewhat short of words, he was nevertheless harshly rebuking the driver for the latter's negligence in waking him up to catch the train. "I was willing to pay you twenty-five dollars; I did not want to see myself missing the train. What should I do now?"
Of course, under such circumstances the only proper thing to do was to wait quietly for the ten o'clock train to arrive. But the poor man was not yet resolved in his mind as to what to do.
The stationmaster was a kind and diligent person. He had met such cases many times before, and he knew what to do. He said, "The best thing to do is to leave him alone, because soon he will recover." Therefore, he patiently waited, until the pace of the man's walking on the platform slowed down.
Then he spoke up, "Sir, here is a comfortable waiting room. Would you care to come in and sit down?" The man turned and followed him into the small and cozy room. Outside the window were some climbing roses, and the air was clean. In the midst of the room was a round table with many tracts. These were little God-sent messengers for weary travelers. They were all appropriately designed and could easily attract people's attention. The passenger was happy to have something to do while he was waiting. He flipped through the tracts, picked up one of them, sat down, and began to read it. By that time, the stationmaster had returned to his little garden.
He thought to himself, "What a quiet day!" A little later he looked up at the clock and realized that the next train was about to come. Some passengers had arrived, and the ticket booth had opened, and they were waiting for the next train to come. The first passenger was still sitting in the waiting room reading the tract. It was a long article, and he was fully absorbed in what it said, to the extent that he had forgotten the time. The stationmaster said, "Sir, the train is about to arrive." He jumped up from his chair as one who just woke up from sleep and shouted, "The train is coming. Will you sell this tract to me? I want to finish it." "Sir, you can take it with you. I am more than happy for you to keep it. A kind lady gave these to me, and I am sure she would be happy for you to have it." "Thank you, and please thank her for me." A minute later, the man was on the train.
One month later, the stationmaster was on the same platform. When the train stopped, a passenger jumped out of the train car and stood in front of him. He stretched out his hand and said, "Do you recognize me?" "Sir, I still recognize you. You are the frustrated person who missed the train a few weeks ago."
"I could have avoided that. But that morning though I missed the train, I gained the Savior. How wonderful was that tract! Previously, I was always busy with my business, and I had no time to think about God or read any book about God. But I could not avoid the serious questions posed by the tract. I wish I could have the time to tell you everything. But you can tell the lady who gave you the tracts that they have led me to the Lord Jesus, and I have done my best to buy and give away many tracts to others. I have never experienced greater joy."
The sound of the train whistle interrupted their conversation. The old stationmaster was happy at heart when he saw the train slowly leaving the station with one passenger glowing with joy. "One new creation created in Christ Jesus!"
One zealous but poor believer always attended the bread-breaking meeting on the Lord's Day. She always brought her friends and relatives along to listen to the sermon, and her face was always filled with unspeakable joy. When her friends and relatives met her, they always said, "You must have struck a fortune after you became a believer! Before, you worked seven days a week, but were still short of your daily supply. Now you do not work on Sunday, yet you still have enough to live on! Probably you have struck some fortune!" She answered with a smile, "I do not have any riches in this world. But I have received the heavenly inheritance and exhaustless treasures in heaven. I still have to work to earn my living. But every Lord's Day, I stop my work for the Lord's sake and consecrate the Lord's Day to the Lord. On Sunday I am busy attending meetings for breaking bread and busy attending services; I am busy inviting people to come and busy testifying to others. It does not mean that I can earn my living without working. But when I am so busy working for the Lord, my stomach is filled already." The Bible says, "If anyone does not want to work, neither should he eat" (2 Thes. 3:10). The Lord Jesus said, "I have food to eat...My food is to do the will of Him who sent Me and to finish His work" (John 4:32, 34).
