bible worker opportunity

There's a position that's just opened at a church near to me (Portland, ME). Year long. Summer to summer. Please call or email me if the Lord is speaking to you about this. 

The Love of God

The revolting sound of my alarm clock called my name this morning at 6. -Forget it,- I muttered under my breath, -this is a black day.- I turned over, planning to skip devotions, cancel worship, and walk into work wearing a scowl and all black. Thirty minutes passed--6:30--the time when I usually awaken my housemates for worship. From my sleep a knock at the door called for my attention. No way. I knew I had to get up. I went to my door and no one was there. I knocked on my housemates' doors figuring one of them had done it, but they hadn't. -Might as well have worship,- I surmised.

The devotional verse was from Romans 8. The point was, no matter what comes into our lives, it cannot separate us from the love of God. Trials can come. Heartaches may befall us. Nothing can separate us. Read the chapter. I was in tears as I finished reading it in its entirety after worship. Nothing can separate us. As you read the end of the chapter, substitute in all the problems that you think you have and realize that nothing can separate you from His love that was manifested in Jesus Christ our Lord.

Preaching in Spanish

hey everyone, how are you? i'm preaching in spanish for the first time in my life tomorrow, so if you could pray for me it would be swell. 11am EST.

say, if you don't have a prayer journal, you should keep one! this week evan bambrick (the oldest of the three boys whose family came to the evangelistic meetings and some of the last ARISE classes) showed me that i really needed to get back into mine. (by the way, for those who remember him, he gave his heart to God in this last month!! He's oN FiRe!!) I basically write what i read and learn in my devotions, what's happening, what/who i'm praying for, and how God is leading in my life. it's really great to keep yourself accountable to God, and it's really important for later on to see how God is truly active in your life. i hope you're all doing well! God be with you! don't forget His promises!

-David Fernandez

Psalm 32:8- "I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; I will counsel you and watch over you."

Prayer request

I also have a prayer request - Satan really seems to be attacking the members of our team at the moment - there have been muggings, road accidents and other issues both physical and spiritual to deal with, and we really need God's protection and strength.

Miracle in the middle of the street

I looked up from preparing supper out my open door, wondering why on earth there were so many people congregating the middle of the main road.
"Hey, I think something's wrong!" I called to one of my housemates. I could already see two other members of our team jogging over to join the group, so I sprinted out into the warm evening air - and my stomach almost flipped at what I saw. A man lay sprawled awkwardly in the middle of the street next to a motorbike, a puddle of blood around his head, his mouth slightly open and his eyes shut. "I think he's dead," my team mate Dan (names changed) said as I came up to him. "I think so too," I replied. "It looks like his neck is broken." From what we could pick up from the other people, they agreed with us.
Another team mate, Brianna, bent over the man to check his pulse. "I think...I think maybe he's still alive...I can hardly feel a pulse though..." she called. The accident victim didn't stir as she touched him, and individually we three started to pray: "Lord, return this man's spirit to him! Lord, please don't let this man die."
Brianna reached out and touched the man again - and he twitched, and opened one eye. Then he began to close it again. "God, please no!" And this time, the man twitched again, lifted his head and tried to sit up! A collective gasp went around the circle of onlookers.
"Someone tell him to stay down," Brianna instructed. "Lynette, go get my first aid kit." She treated his wounds, sticky with blood, while I tried to sort through what had happened! Silently I praised God for returning life to the man... He had answered our prayers with an amazing miracle! Truly, there is power in prayer!