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[18 Jul 2011 | No Comment | 235 views]

Isn’t it strange, that princes and kings,
and clowns that caper in sawdust rings,
and common-folk like you and me,
are builders for eternity?
To each is given a bag of tools,
a shapeless mass and a Book of Rules;
and each must make ‘ere time has flown,
a stumbling block or a stepping stone.
R.L. Sharpe, “A bag of tools,” circa 1809

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[14 Jul 2011 | No Comment | 135 views]

Dear friends,
The Pentecostals of Kentwood is currently looking for a solid ministry couple (or individual) that is talented, self-motivated and creative to lead our Outreach and evangelism ministry. This is currently a volunteer position, and responsibilities would include the following:

Directly responsible for Outreach and evangelism for POK in the Kentwood, MI and surrounding area
Develop outreach programs that are effective in winning souls in today’s generation
Recruit and train new people to assist with the outreach ministry of our church
Develop a group of people who are willing to teach Bible studies
Implement a …

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[11 Jul 2011 | No Comment | 76 views]

We should be less concerned with the signs before us, and more concerned with the signs that follow us.

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[9 Jul 2011 | 2 Comments | 366 views]

Prodigals need to know there’s a home to return to, but generally left alone till they come to their own mind… Lost sheep need someone to chase them. Sometimes we get that backwards… waiting for sheep to find their own way (while they’re begging for someone to help them), and hounding on the prodigal to come home (while they’re begging to be left alone).

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[1 Jul 2011 | No Comment | 172 views]

by Ralph Cushman
I met God in the morning,
when my day was at its best.
And His Presence came like glory,
a sunrise in my breast.
All day long His Presence lingered,
all day long He stayed with me…
And we sailed in perfect calmness,
O’er a very troubled sea.
Other ships were blown and battered;
Other ships were sore distressed.
But the winds that seemed to drive them,
Brought to us such peace and rest.
Then I thought of other mornings,
With a keen remorse of mind.
When I too had loosed the moorings,
with the Savior left behind.
So I think I know the …