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Monday, August 13, 2018

Christian Pastor Tilson Shumate And His Wife Melody Lost Everything When The "holy fire" swept through Trabuco Canyon.

They ran ahead of the flames for two hours before being airlifted just in time. Now they could use some help to rebuild their lives. Everything they owned was lost in the fire.

 I have known Pastor Tilson since 1973.

Pastor Tilson comes from a long family line that has a history of ministry for the Lord. Therefore he has an understanding of ministry that comes from his families God imparted wisdom. He has dedicated his life to the ministry. I know that he has sacrificed a normal existence for the ministry. Selling his home and using the funds for ministry and ending up in his cabin.
Always willing to give up anything for the sake of ministering to others. He does not live in a large home behind guarded gates, he lives in a cabin in the wilderness, he drives an old pick up truck.

Here is their page where you can help out. Any amount is appreciated because it all helps.

Friday, July 13, 2018

For Believers In Jesus

Believers in Jesus pay attention

Please take a moment of your time to examine the end time signs according to The Word of God

This video presentation is by far one of the most comprehensive studies of the End times signs prophesied in the bible according to: 

Genesis 1:14-18 (kjv) And God said, Let there be lights in the firmament of the heaven to divide the day from the night; and let them be for signs, and for seasons, and for days, and years:

15And let them be for lights in the firmament of the heaven to give light upon the earth: and it was so.
16And God made two great lights; the greater light to rule the day, and the lesser light to rule the night: he made the stars also.
17And God set them in the firmament of the heaven to give light upon the earth,
18And to rule over the day and over the night, and to divide the light from the darkness: and God saw that it was good.

Luke 21:25-26 (kjv) 25 And there shall be signs in the sun, and in the moon, and in the stars; and upon the earth distress of nations, with perplexity; the sea and the waves roaring;
26 Men's hearts failing them for fear, and for looking after those things which are coming on the earth: for the powers of heaven shall be shaken.
27 And then shall they see the Son of man coming in a cloud with power and great glory.
28 And when these things begin to come to pass, then look up, and lift up your heads; for your redemption draweth nigh.

I made this post to admonish in the sense of urgency, all the family of The Body of Christ.
That the Harvest is ripe but the workers are few.

 The power to save is the Gospel message, and Faith comes by hearing and hearing comes by The Word of God. Preach to those in your sphere of influence, whether it be family or friend or stranger. Use mouth, deed, or tools such as tracks, Gospel coins, or sharing media. 

For unless a man comes to Jesus Christ our Savior he will be forever lost in the darkness. The time is now!

Romans 10:9-11 (KJV)
9 That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved.
10 For with the heart man believeth unto righteousness, and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation.
11 For the scripture saith, Whosoever believeth on him shall not be ashamed.


Peace & Grace family,

Love in Yeshua,
Matthew Sloane

Sunday, June 24, 2018

John At Patmos

Once more I would speak of Him.

  God gave me the voice and the burning lips though not the speech.

And unworthy am I for the fuller word, yet I would summon my heart to my lips.

  Jesus loved me and I knew not why.
  And I loved Him because He quickened my spirit to heights beyond my stature, and to depths beyond my sounding.

  Love is a sacred mystery.
  To those who love, it remains forever wordless;
  But to those who do not love, it may be but a heartless jest.

  Jesus called me and my brother when we were laboring in the field.

  I was young then and only the voice of dawn had visited my ears.

  But His voice and the trumpet of His voice was the end of my labor and the beginning of my passion.

  And there was naught for me then but to walk in the sun and worship the loveliness of the hour.

  Could you conceive a majesty too kind to be majestic? And a beauty too radiant to seem beautiful?

  Could you hear in your dreams a voice shy of its own rapture?

  He called me and I followed Him.
  That evening I returned to my father's house to get my other cloak.

  And I said to my mother,"Jesus of Nazareth would have me in His company."

  And she said,"Go His way, my son, even like your brother."
  And I accompanied Him.

  His fragrance called me and commanded me, but only to release me.

  Love is a gracious host to his guests though to the unbidden his house is a mirage and a mockery.

Now you would have me explain the miracles of Jesus.
  We are all the miraculous gesture of the moment; our Lord and Master was the center of that moment.

  Yet it was not His desire that His gestures be known.
  I have heard Him say to the lame,"Rise and go home, but say not to the priest that I have made you whole.

  And Jesus mind was not with the cripple, it was rather with the strong and the upright.

  His mind sought and held other minds and His complete spirit visited other spirits.

  And in so doing His spirit changed the minds and these spirits.

  It seemed miraculous, but with the Lord and Master, it was simply like breathing the air of every day.

And now let me speak of other things.
  On a day when He and I were alone walking in a field, we were both hungry, and we came to a wild apple tree.

  There were only two apples hanging on the bough.
  And He held the trunk of the tree with His arm and shook it, and the two apples fell down.

  He picked them both up and gave one to me. The other He held in His hand.

  In my hunger, I ate the apple, and I ate it fast.
  Then I looked at Him and I saw that He still held the other apple in His hand.

  And He gave it to me saying,"Eat this also."
  And I took the apple, and in my shameless hunger, I ate it.

  And as we walked on I looked upon His face.
  But how shall I tell you what I saw?

  A night where candles burn in space.
  A dream beyond our reaching.
  A noon where all the shepherds are at peace and happy that their flocks are grazing;
 An eventide, and a stillness, and a homecoming;
 Then a sleep and a dream.
All these I saw in His face.

  He had given me the two apples. And I knew He was hungry even as I was hungry.

  But I know that in giving them to me He had been satisfied. He Himself ate of other fruit from another tree.

  I would tell you more of Him, but how shall I?
  When love becomes vast love becomes wordless.
  And when memory is overladen it seeks the silent deep.