Faith

Let patience have its perfect work

Difficult times are not something we enjoy going through, in fact, we usually try to avoid even talking about them. When trouble comes, the first thing we ask is why is this happening and if we are not cautious, we can easily be drawn into a full-blown mental, emotional and spiritual breakdown. You would think as many of these storms that we have experienced, we would be learning how to handle them, but for the most part, we are just as shocked and confused as all the times before.

Faith and Patience: The Power Duo

“For ye have need of patience, that, after ye have done the will of God, ye might receive the promise.”

(Hebrews 10:36 KJV)

 

“But let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing.”

(James 1:4 KJV)

 

No one likes to talk about “having patience” it seems.

In today’s world, we want it now and don’t want to wait.

But patience is so much more than just waiting for the “sweet by and by”.

Hillside Community Baptist hosted Living Nativity

by SARAH NACHIN
HERNANDO SUN WRITER

Last weekend rural Brooksville was transformed into the the towns of Nazareth and Bethlehem when Hillside Community Baptist Church presented The Road to Bethlehem, a live Nativity. Members of the congregation played the parts of Joseph, Mary, the innkeeper, shepherds and angels. A live burro and goats completed the tableau. 

Thoughts of Christmas

It was probably in a cave in the spring. 

And it probably stunk.

The heavy odor of urine and ripe manure, the musky perspiration of draft animals and the steady hum of flies. But it was someplace, in out of the elements, and in that filth she bore her child.

Not at home, or with her family, but in her husband’s ancestral village. A strenuous walk for a pregnant woman, come to be tallied and taxed, the only respite on the bony and swaying back of an ass.

And angels sang.

The challenge to keep families together

I am sure that many of you can remember when life was not so demanding and filled with anxiety or at least it seemed that way. I was raised in the city so when I had a chance to go to my grandparent’s house out in the country it was like going on vacation. They lived on a quiet overgrown road that came to a dead-end at the Kentucky River and their farm was so remote that when an occasional car would pass by we would stop and stare at it like it was entertainment.

God does not force us to love Him

For those who are interested in the life after this one, there is no doubt some curiosity about where we are going and how to get there. The followers of Christ place their faith in His promises and believe He has the power to save and secure a place in heaven for them. Others who prefer to live their own way are somewhat more skeptical and independent in their thinking. As a minister, I spend most of my time thinking, talking or writing about our spiritual life and most of the time the conversation will include questions about our progress according to God’s perspective.