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  • I Messed Up

    Before we begin this morning, I ask that we say a special prayer for a beloved friend of mine, Dick Williams. I had a chance to visit with he and his family this week, however his health has taken a negative turn.

     

    Scriptures

    Jonah 2:1-10, Psalm 121:1-8

     

    Today’s message has only two scriptures, as they are used to address our needs in times of trouble, hardship, turmoil or when we have absolutely made a mess of things. They are “Jonah’s

    Prayer,” found in Chapter two and “the 121st Psalm,” both upon which we can cast our eternal hope. Knowing that God, even if the world passes us by, can see and deliver us therein.

     

    Suppose you were on the ship with Jonah when the boat was tossed by the wind and waves. Imagine finding him sound

    asleep, while everyone else is struggling to stay afloat. What do you picture Jonah saying within himself when the sailors cast him into the sea? I can guarantee he did not say “hallelujah” or “praise the Lord.” I am sure, no matter what language at the time, he said, “I messed up.” Eager to die and be forgotten into the depths of the sea, rather than doing what God decreed. Only to be swallowed
    whole by a giant fish, in which God long prepared. He remains therein for three insufferable days. Johah was not having a fun time, eating cookies, and drinking tea. The depths of the sea and the darkness that surrounded him were endless. He was tossed about by the waves as the fish swam the ocean deep. Scripture
    does not precisely say when or if he immediately cried out. I suppose like us, whenever trouble finds us, we try to resolve it on our own, only to realize that we have taken an already unpleasant situation and made it significantly worse. Nevertheless, after hearing his prayer, the sincerity of his plea, his cry for help from the depths of the ocean, God heard and answered.

     

    Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up

    to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.

     (Psalm 139:7-8)

     

    Often because our transgressions are so immense, God uses the extreme to get our attention and save us, out of the agony of our brokenness and being brought to our knees so that we are always reminiscent of such so that we are by no means able to proclaim, unto ourselves, any measure of God’s faithful promise of grace and mercy.

     

    My pastor has a saying that he shares quite often, “gone too far, stayed too long, can’t get back.”

     

    Jonah, like us, has done the same.

     

    Today’s Podcast is titled.

     

    I Messed Up


    Jonah 2:1-10

     

    Listen to Jonah’s prayer andremember to do likewise as we seek God’s help, and presence.

    1 [a]From inside the fish Jonah prayed to the Lord his God. 2 He said: “In my distress I called to the Lord, and he answered me.

    From deep in the realm of the dead I called for help, and you listened to my cry. 3 You hurled me into the depths, into the very heart of the seas, and the currents swirled about me; all your waves and breakers swept over me. 4 I said, ‘I have been banished from your sight; yet I will look again toward your holy temple.’ 5 The engulfing waters threatened me,[b] the deep surrounded me; seaweed was wrapped around my head. 6 To the roots of the mountains I sank down; the earth beneath barred me in forever. But you, Lord my God, brought my life up from the pit. 7 “When my life was ebbing away, I remembered you, Lord, and my prayer rose to you, to your holy temple. 8 “Those who cling to worthless idols turn away from God’s love for them. 9 But I, with shouts of grateful praise, will sacrifice to you. What I have owed I will make good. I will say, ‘Salvation comes from the Lord.’”10 And the Lord commanded the fish, and it vomited Jonah onto dry land.

    22 min
  • Redeeming the Time

    Welcome to 2024! And thank you for joining me for the first

    episode of the new year. I ask a special prayer for a gentleman named Omar, and a young lady named Kathy, her mother Sylvia, and her daughter Katrina, and her son Anthony.

     

    Another year (2023) has ended, another list of inconsequential resolutions. A chronological file of all the things we are going to do this new year, in an all out attempt to better our lives and renew the relationships we have with others. While there is

    absolutely nothing wrong with that approach, the truth is they usually do not last extraordinarily long. We have lists of books we desire to read, but we only manage to read one chapter, in the very first one; we vow to travel to witness firsthand the hidden beauty of the world around us, but still only journey as far as the local grocery store and gas station; our deepest desire is to diet, but if you are anything like me the “Coke a Cola” at McDonald's is too sublime to quite “cold turkey”, plus it taste far better than water; we want to fix our personal relationships, especially those of a familial nature, but somehow years of accumulated hurt,
    sorrow, and anguish cause us to freeze completely, because we are afraid of the damage it may cause.

     

    We would rather swallow it for another year in hopes of another opportunity (a perfect opportunity). Time is not limitless, and while we often seek occasions of opportune timing, it is rarely

    perfect. For example, “perfect” is when you hit every “green” light, and your windshield wipers on a rainy day keep time with your favorite tune. How often does that happen? God affords us such grace, and for those listening this morning, it means he has given us another day to get it right.

     

    We can fiddle-faddle with other issues in life, but time is of the essence when it comes to the necessity of our salvation. There should be an urgency of sorts, a need, and a desire to get things right and put them in order. We have marvelous ideas, and can create anything imaginable in our mind, but where our heart is indicates where we are in relation with God and others.

     

    There is a song by Tim McGraw, that was released in June 2004, titled Live Like You’re Dying, as it refers to a gentleman in his forties (40’s) that only has days to live.

     

    He said a moment came that stopped me on a dime
    I spent most of the next days Looking at the x-rays
    I asked him

    "When it sank in That this might really be the real end
    Man, what'd you do?"

    And he said
    "I went skydiving
    I went Rocky Mountain climbing
    I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fu Manchu
    And I loved deeper
    And I spoke sweeter
    And I gave forgiveness I'd been denying"
    And he said
    "Someday I hope you get the chance
    To live like you were dying"

    He said
    "I was finally the husband
    That most of the time I wasn't
    And I became a friend a friend would like to have
    Well I, I finally read the Good Book, and I
    Took a good, long, hard look
    At what I'd do if I could do it all again
    "Someday I hope you get the chance
    To live like you were dying


    Consider if today was all you had. What would you do differently?

     

    Today’s Podcast is titled.

     

    Redeeming the Time


    Ephesians

    5:15-17

    15 See then that ye walk circumspectly, not as fools, but as wise, 16 Redeeming the time, because the days are evil. 17 Wherefore be ye not unwise, but understanding what the will of the Lord is.

    21 min
  • O' Night Devine

    I missed you all these last few weeks, as I was under the

    weather, and thank you for you continued prayers.

     

    Have you ever heard a song sung so beautifully that it gives you goose bumps (or as I had a friend from the south refer to as “chicken bumps”), or a melody so sweet, so deep that it brings you to tears. The utterance of every single syllable and word has meaning, depth and purpose. Such are the lyrics to the song, O’ Holy Night, as they mirror the unassuming, non-pretentious birth of a King, the Savior of the world, the night that Christ was born.

     

    The song, O’ Holy Night, was penned as a poem, during the French Revolution in 1843, and later adapted to become the song we presently know and cherish today. So accepted was its

    inception that it became one of the first songs ever broadcast through radio, as sailors upon the dark Atlantic received it in similar fashion to which morse code was delivered. It was welcomed with such acclaim that during World War I, it was customary for an armistice (truce) to take place on Christmas day, in which enemies just hours before, now exchanged gifts (food and other items), and well wishes, as the hymn, “O’ Holy Night”, unaccompanied by music, could be heard in the distance, sung by “friend” and “foe”.

     

    Matthew Chapter 1, and Luke Chapters 1 and 2 give us great insight concerning the birth of Christ, and what happened

    on the night therein. It speaks of his lineage from Abraham to David; and from David to Joseph (the Carpenter). (Matthew 1:1-16). It refers to, as well, the decree set forth by Ceasar Augustus, for all to return to the city of birth for a census. The scripture speaks of visiting angels and heavenly hosts, in which they utter the words, "fear not". It captures in awesome splendor the beauty of the angelic host in full praise and adulation, and the stilled quietness in which the Savior was born.

     

    Today’s Podcast is titled.

     

    O’ Night Devine


    Luke 2:11-12

     

    11 For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord. 12 And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a

    manger.

    18 min
  • To the Rescue

    We ask a special prayer for the McIntosh family, as we lost

    Mary at 4:30 p.m. last Sunday.

     

    Growing up we heard a lot about chivalry, the age of King Author and the Knights of the Round Table (however I don’t know why the table was round). We watched its depiction in Hollywood

    classics, as men would spread their coats across a puddle of water so that a damsel crossing the street would not get wet, just as well holding open doors and the slight tip of the hat were customary as well in what we consider the golden years, as a sign of distinct courtesy.

     

    I can recall an old cartoon, Penelope Pitstop, in which the antagonist was named, the Hooded Claw (look him up), and he would seek to kidnap her. Once he succeeded in doing so, one of

    his plots was to bind her up and lay her across the path of an oncoming train. As news traveled of her demise, her heroes in waiting (seven of them) rushed to rescue in a car named “Chugaboom” (not relevant), arriving in the nick of time, as the train barreled down the track at full speed, and they would always echo the oft repeated phrase, “to the rescue.”

    What I've realized as a Christian is, our lives can serve as testimonies, our words can soothe and provide comfort, our presence can offer shelter, but what took me a some time to grasp was that in spite of my best efforts, and no matter how frustrating it might be, I do not have the capacity to save anyone. That is reserved for God only. I can offer, ask, urge, plead and beg, but it was not I that bore the cost of redemption, … Jesus did through his death and resurrection. It is a task far too great, an immeasurable cost, to be exact, for humanity to forbear. It is

    not until we or they yield and come to the conclusion that we are incapable of saving ourselves that God is able to respond.

     

    The Mississippi Mass Choir echoed

    such sentiment in the chorus to the song, I Need Thee.

     

    I need Thee, O I need Thee,
    Every hour I need Thee!
    O bless me now, my Savior,
    I come to Thee!

     

    It is not a collective cry, but an individual

    plea.

     

    Today’s Podcast is titled.

    To the Rescue


    Ephesians 2:8

     

    For by grace

    you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own; it is the gift of
    God,

    25 min
  • Certain Salvation

    The principal tenants of our faith rest directly in our understanding of Salvation. It is not reserved for some but offered as a gift to all. Suppose I was to ask, to whom does salvation

    belong, we could rightly proclaim, with the greatest assurance, everyone. However, the most important answer that we can give has to be inclusive of us. When the role is called, scripture does not say that we are called en-masse, but each of us individually by name. Without this basic understanding, one of great consequence, how can we even begin to comprehend the authenticity or the depth of Christ's offering on our behalf?

     

    The road to redemption, and the gift of Salvation did not solely begin with the birth of Christ, the long-awaited Messiah, but rather straightway, immediately after Adam's sin. Ever since, even

    though sin abounds that much more, God has sought to redeem us, the entirety of humanity unto himself. Nevertheless, the Old Testament offerings were insufficient as the blood of oxen, sheep, doves, and the like were now empty. Therefore, the lamb (Jesus Christ), that was offered on our behalf had to be spotless, without blemish to wash away the stain and stench of sin.

     

    Scripture reminds us that, all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God (Romans 3:23), and expressly states that, our righteousness is as filthy rags (Isaiah 64:6), as it is His desired to have a church without spot or wrinkle, that though our sins be

    as scarlet, they shall be made whiter than snow, that we be presented spotless before the Lord. That is salvation! It is personally acknowledging that Jesus, who left his throne in glory, was sent to die on our behalf, and by accepting the fact, in word and deed, that he is the only begotten of the father our
    redemption is therefore assured. Hence, our salvation is revealed because Christ is made known in us anew. The mystery which is, Christ in you, the hope of glory (Colossians 1:29). Therein rests the certainty of our salvation.

     

    Each day God endlessly extends the offer of Salvation, as we make conscious choices, one in which we are filled with unending lust, and yield to the desires of the flesh, as it is contrary to

    the Spirit; the other wholly yielding to the Spirit of God, one who
    leads, guides, directs, corrects, chastises, protects, delivers, redeems, preserves, and saves until the day of Christ's return.  

     

    Today’s Podcast is titled.

     

    Certain Salvation

     

    Philippians 2:12-13

     

    Therefore, my beloved, as you have always obeyed, so now, not

    only as in my presence but much more in my absence, work out your own salvation with fear and trembling, for it is God who works in you, both to will and to work for his good pleasure.

    26 min
  • When Heaven Calls


    This past week has been full as I found myself moving from one event to another. As Tuesday arrived, I was exhausted, and finally had a chance to exhale. All our lives are full, I suppose … but we

    should take advantage of the days that God has so richly blessed us with. We may believe we hold the keys to life and death, exercise, eating healthy, drinking plenty of water, multi-vitamins, routine check-ups and screenings, and the like, as if we can freeze any moment in time, but we do not. That is something we have no control over. However, there are things we can control; how we interact with one another, how we entreat our brothers and sisters, and our thoughts and attitudes towards each other. For if our life’s existence is only worth living in this moment and nothing more, we will most certainly miss the mark. Our hearts yearn for more of the things it cannot have, the things that matter
    least of all. It is quite simply the abundant accumulation inanimate things when God has purposefully placed the blessedness of others in our lives. What has life taught us thus far, have we learned anything at all, considering the suddenness of loss and tragedy?

    I had the distinction of officiating a delightful home-going service this week, in which the young lady was 81 years old. 10 The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away. (Psalm 90:10)

     

    However, her loss was sudden and unexpected, as the following day, merely hours and minutes away, she was preparing to visit her beloved grandchildren and great grandchildren. The arrangements were made far in advance, and she was not deterred, as absolutely nothing brought her more joy than to hear them call her by her cherished titles, "grandma" and "gg". Yet with her boarding time being ever so close, heaven called her home. She traveled the world over, Africa, Europe, Asia, South America, Alaska, and on and on, with her home displaying the treasured mementos she accumulated along the way as a reminder of each of her unbelievable experiences. But this final journey, for some reason, unknown to us all, God did not permit her to make. Just as no one knows the day or hour of Christ's return, neither do we know when heaven is going to call us home. For some it is sudden and swift, and for others they experience life at great length. Hence, as unpredictable as it is, we should not hurry chaotically past the warnings along the way, where unlike the randomness of stock trends, sometimes “up”, sometimes “down”, hoping to at least break even, our Heavenly path should always trend upward, moving from glory to glory, and from faith to faith as we seek to have a closer walk with God each day. As the lyrics to the song, Just a Closer Walk with Thee, plainly reveals.  

    I am weak but Thou art strong

    Jesus keep me from all wrong

    I'll be satisfied as long

    As I walk, let me walk close to Thee

    Just a closer walk with Thee

    Grant it, Jesus, is my plea

    Daily walking close to Thee

    Let it be, dear Lord, let it be

     

    Today’s Podcast is titled.

     

    When Heaven Calls

    Today’s scripture comes from

    Psalm 90:12

    12 Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.

    27 min
  • His Workmanship

    Have you ever wondered to yourself if you got this thing called, “Christianity,” right? We know its definition. We’ve heard others publicly declare to be. We can assume, I suppose, that it means to be Christ like. However, doing so would oversimplify the true depth of its meaning. Today, it is popular to say such, as it gains us access and privilege by doing so. Conversely, in times past, the period just after the crucifixion of Christ, those that proclaimed such were either persecuted or put to death. When we say such, with conviction, we must take a moment to look inward and take inventory of our lives, not as a means of perfection, always thinking the right thing, always doing what is right, deathly afraid of doing anything wrong as a matter of consequence. So fearful, in fact, that it creates a paralysis of the spirit and renders us unable to move in any positive direction or yield in such a way that God can without restraint use us according to His will.

     

    Therefore, our self-assured proclamation requires a bit more than verbal acknowledgement (or lip service), but we should in fact be the very likeness of Christ. Where do we go to find these elaborate ideologies? To what depths must we go to obtain such?

    That answer is quite different for each of us, … but when we attain them, we must hold their essence true, and value it as if our very lives depend on it. We are God’s workmanship, and he created us for his pleasure. God’s singular purpose, from the beginning until today, is to redeem the entirety of humanity
    unto himself, through the death and resurrection of His son Jesus Christ. There is a statue that stands at the entrance of the National Infantry Museum, located at Fort Benning, Georgia, that was created in 1959 by two Soldiers, Private First-Class Manfred Bass, and Private First-Class Karl H. Van Krog, with the
    inscription, “Follow Me.” We as individuals, and as a body of believers must do the same concerning our fellowship with Christ.  Paul, likewise, in speaking to the Corinthians wrote,


    1Be ye followers of me, even as I also am of Christ.

    (1 Corinthians 11:1)

     

    Today’s Podcast is titled.

    His Workmanship

     

    Ephesians 2:10

     

    10 For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus unto good works, which God hath before ordained that we should walk in

    them.


    19 min
  • Wrapped Up … the Cat in the Yarn

    Have you ever found yourself in a place in which the longer you stayed, the more perplexing it became. Where oftentimes what you learned in the beginning no longer applies or makes sense, because we’ve taken on, or added pointless

    layers of little or no consequence, that make what was ideally simplistic far more complex. My last two years in High School were such. As a mandated study requirement, we were required to take advanced math, such as Algebra II,
    Calculus, Trigonometry, and Statistics (which is full of falsehoods by the way). The theory was always, no matter how long the problem becomes the process for solving for “x” or “y”, was always the same each time. For me, however, my
    senior year, I became ill and missed several days of school. It might as well have been an entire academic year because I was never able to catch up. The harder I tried, it seemed the less I understood the original method, thus I was
    never able to get back on track. I had a tutor that worked tirelessly with me for a month or so, in which he would come by the house and review problems and formulas with me, while sitting at my grandmother’s dining room table, but it
    did not connect, and I could not relate. No matter how noble my effort to keep pace, I missed too much time, and I was now frustrated by the voices, new methods, and the probability of becoming disenfranchised (or disinterested).
    Unbeknownst to my mother and father (without their consent), I dropped the class. In fact, I do not think anyone realized until my final semester of school, when they were trying to determine if I met all the requirements for graduation.

    My senior year would prove to be my worst academically for several reasons, but there was too much going on, my father was in the military, I moved my senior year, the family split up, graduation requirements changed geographically

    (state mandates), and I only received “one” offer to go to college. Just one? Like the burdens suffered by those in Galatia, in which they became pawns in a biblical tug-o-war, to determine their affiliation or association. Were they of
    the law or of grace? Were they of Peter or Paul? Should they being Gentiles now become Jews; or should vice versa a Jew suddenly become a Gentile? Do we abide under the law, is the law no longer of effect? Or do we presume that we live in
    the abundance of our newfound freedoms and liberties that are granted under Christ to do whatever we please (sinful or not).  

    There was enough confusion then, there is even more so today as the lines of understanding often become blurred. Many often inquire about the difference between this religion and that? What’s the difference between this church and

    that? What’s the difference between this Bible and that, and so on. It’s all the same, isn’t it? No, it is not. Always creating a stage for great swelling debates about rightness and wrongness, rather than emphasizing the righteousness of God. Living life in a manner that is pleasing to God. Yes, like the cat wrapped and tangled in yarn, there is no escape from its grasp. The more we wrestle, the worse it becomes, leaving us weakened and vulnerable, realizing that we only have one hope of salvation, one chance of redemption. 

     

    Today’s Podcast is titled.

    Wrapped Up … the Cat in the Yarn


    25 min
  • It Could Have Been ... Me

    This week marks the 22nd Anniversary of the catastrophic events that took place on September 11th, 2001, in which we witnessed firsthand the horror and devastation that took place that day. There are few such events throughout history where we can say we were there. Those that happen with little or no warning. Thousands of lives lost in an instant, the suddenness of humanity’s hopelessness on full display. Faces covered in the palms of their hands, hearts pounding and melting within, exhausted first-responders. Meanwhile, others, trapped in the unfolding tragedy were left without any options at all. We do, however, years later, continue to hear of the heroic efforts of those who, without regard for themselves, helped others to narrowly escape danger, even at the expense of their own lives. The hope of humanity still emerges in tragedy.

     

    13 Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. (John 15:13).

     

    We must be reminded that the times and the moments we have are not promised, but rather a treasured gift from God. Therefore, why do we live life as if God has an obligation to us, and continue to aimlessly take Him for granted, as if we will awaken tomorrow, as if the measure of our health will continue flourish, or as if those in our lives will be present for an eternity. It is disturbing that we, intentionally or not, thrust upon God human qualities and characteristics, as if He abides, functions and lives as we do, causing us to render Him our equal. I assure you, with the greatest confidence, He is not. We should not assume that God will always usher us away from danger, to be called out amid trouble. That is not always the case, as the righteous can lose their lives among the sinful as well but are still preserved for eternity. We can be assured that God is able to keep us. That while desolation and destruction abound, He extends the fullness of peace therein. We cannot, however, have that confidence unless we have witnessed personally the goodness of God's grace and mercy.

     

    I Love You, Lord

    Lyrics

    For waking me up this morning, For letting me see a brand new dawning, Though I made plans for this day, Death could have come during the night and took me away. I love You, Lord, I love You, With all my heart, with all my soul.

    Today’s Podcast is titled.

    It Could Have Been … Me

    The focus verse today is.

    1 Thessalonians 5:1-4

     

    1 But of the times and the seasons, brethren, ye have no need that I write unto you. 2 For yourselves know perfectly that the day of the Lord so cometh as a thief in the night. 3 For when they shall say, Peace and safety; then sudden destruction cometh upon them, as travail upon a woman with child; and they

    shall not escape. 4 But ye, brethren, are not in darkness, that that day should overtake you as a thief.

    23 min
  • A Conversation with, Dr. Robert L. Fairley

    I am pleased and consider it a privilege to be with you once more. It feels like an eternity, since my last podcast, but my time away was needed to set aside time to consider what God would have me to share, and to lovingly hold fast the faith that He has patiently poured into each of you. My hope is that in continuing to ministering to you, I am found worthy of your time and thoughtfulness.  

     

    As Perspectives returns, I believe it is only fitting to share with you, once more, an episode from October 10th, of 2020, titled; A Conversation, in which I had the pleasure of sharing with God’s faithful and loving servant, the late Dr. Robert L. Fairley, of New Hope Missionary Baptist Church, in San Bernardino,

    California, whom the Lord benevolently called home on this past August 5th, of 2023. He was my pastor, faith mentor, friend and so much more, in whom I had the occasion of receiving the incomparable prized treasure of his grace and wisdom. We would laugh about many things, while eating a “grit bowl”, or in the midst of him making his famed “sweet potato pies” for the holidays, sometimes it was something of consequence, such as his time in the Navy, and at others times we’d simply laugh about nothing at all, while watching his favorite westerns (shoot-em-ups) as they are often referred to. Amidst the busyness and the persistent demand for his time and attention, I am beyond thankful, but rather indebted to God’s faithful servant for his fellowship, and lovingkindness towards me.

     

    I admired his integrity and humility, and irrespective of the enormity of his countless accomplishments, like Jesus, he in no way put on appearances, and he was never beyond the reach of our humanity. He would always remind me, and cautioned as he laughed, we did not come to stay".


    I have heard others speak of him saying very simply, they don’t make them like that anymore. I was honored to have him speak at my retirement, spend time with him golfing, and receive more than a few of his cherished books from the expanse of his personal library, in which this gentle soul of a man, refined and accomplished thought enough me to impart a wealth of godly insight. He also, licensed and ordained me into the ministry, and exhibited in word and deed how to preach the Gospel, and entreat God’s people. Not only was he a good shepherd, but he loved everyone unconditionally.

     

    Without further delay, please join me in listening, as it is my pleasure to introduce to you once again, my pastor, friend, and mentor, Dr. Robert L. Fairley.


    33 min

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