Summary: Don’t give up on people. Try and try again. Your abilitiy,love, motivation, attitude, effort, commitment and passion can reach people if you try.
POUR YOURSELF INTO OTHERS...
GREAT IS THE YIELD OF A FERTILE FIELD...
By Wade Martin Hughes, Sr. Kyfingers@aol.com
I have a small pitcher and several varying size glasses.
I pour what each vessel is capable of holding.
On the night of Sep’t. 25, 2008 I dreamed a beautiful dream.
I dreamed about POURING YOURSELF into other people.
In my dream I saw people investing and helping others, and the
outcome was those people arising and investing in others. I also
dreamed on investing effort and love in some and the dividend
was not as rewarding? I woke up and developed this sermon.
I. THERE ARE REAL ENEMIES TO LIVING IN THE PALACE! ---
LIVING, THINKING, ACTING AND TALKING LIKE A SLAVE!!!
THERE ARE ENEMIES OF THE MESSAGE THAT WILL TRY TO
STARVE THE MEN OF GOD... THUS HINDER THE MESSAGE ...
Galatians 6:7 Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatsoever
a man soweth, that shall he also reap.
A. I had a dear old friend --- Watt Hale. Watt was in his 80’s. He would often ask me to drive him to the family cemetery. We would park on the
hill side and he would climb out and walk around the graves.
He would stop at his brother’s grave, his son’s grave and his daughter’s
grave. He would show me where he and Wilma would be. His little
deed of love was to pull any weeds around the tombstones. He would
often tell me stories. Some were happy. Some were sad.
He was around 85 and he learned to quote from memory the poem
"THE OAKEN BUCKET." Watt would sit on the front porch with the old
book and learn a line and then another line. Then Wilma, his wife,
would hold the book and Watt would rattle off the lines.
One day another old timer asked Watt, "Why are you working so hard
learning that old poem?"
Watt answered: I JUST WANT TO SEE IF I CAN!
Well, Watt did! I heard him recite the poem to people. It was very
impressive to hear him.
B. One day I was sitting on the porch, Watt and Wilma were in the swing.
Watt had recited the poem and I had the book to keep him true. He
never missed a word. As we were sitting there, I so enjoyed watching
the birds come to Watt’s bird feeders. Watt had built his own bird feeders and they were all over the yard.
C. Watt said to me, "Preacher, you know why I feed the birds?"
I said, "No, Watt, why do you feed the birds?"
Watt’s little voice trembled, he watched a bird land and eat and fly away.
Watt said, "Times were tough. There was a crowd that did not like the
message the preacher was preaching. When people don’t like the
message they don’t like the messenger. The Preacher ran for his life.
He was so hungry. It appeared the messenger and the message of God
would be stopped."
D. "Then God had a plan. THE BIRDS STARTED SERVING THE PREACHER
HIS MEALS --- THUS THE MESSENGER AND THE MESSAGE CONTINUES
TODAY. I OWE THE BIRDS A THANK YOU FOR HELPING THE MAN OF
GOD CONTINUE THE WORD OF GOD."
E. I saw a tear run down Watt’s face. We bowed our heads and Watt
prayed a simple little prayer: GOD WOULD YOU PLEASE BLESS PEOPLE
TO KNOW HOW IMPORTANT THE MESSAGE OF GOD IS! THAT MEN
CARRY THE MESSAGE, MORTAL MEN, IMPERFECT MEN --- AND THAT