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Sifting

James Dill — Fri, 28 Feb 2020 21:59:20 +0000

Philippians 3:13-14 (KJV)

“Brethren, I count not myself to have apprehended: but this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before, I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.”

Paul spent his life going from one challenge to another. A good word for what he experienced would be the word sifted.

It means to separate, examine closely, to question, to pass through, to sort out and to scrutinize or to inspect.

When I was around 20 I asked a friend, who was a bodybuilder, to help me with bodybuilding. His response was it was going to be tough but i said I can handle it so let’s get with it.

For the next several months, Tuesday and Thursday evenings were dedicated to getting my body into shape. For about 2 months my friend had me doing 10 reps for every part of my body.

One evening he said we’re going to up the reps to 12. I told him “No problem. Bring it on”. He added 10 extra pounds to each end.

The first 10 reps were no problem but on the 11th and 12th my arms began to feel like they were rubber. I made it through the 11th rep but couldn’t go any further. My friend said the 12th rep is where you’re going to build new muscle. I told him “I can’t do it.” He said “Yes, you can.”

He reached down ever so slightly and gave me just enough help to do the 12th rep . The next morning I couldn’t lift my arm to shampoo my hair!

BUT MY FRIEND WAS RIGHT!

The real development began in the 11th and 12th rep. In Christianity, sifting is like the 11th and 12th rep. Paul said to Timothy fight the good fight of faith.

I can’t find any place in the scripture where sifting was optional. In first Corinthians 9, Paul said this about his personal walk:

“I bring my body under subjection.”

Jesus spoke into our future in John 16:33

“These things I have spoken unto you, that in me you might have peace. In the world you shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world.”

In Luke 22, Jesus told his disciples “you will be sifted but during those times I will be right beside you.”

When our faith stays focused, we will reach spiritual levels that we can only imagine. Paul said in Romans 8 “we are more than conquerors.”

In 2 Corinthians 9: 8 (KJV) he exclaimed

“And God is able to make all grace abound toward you; That you always having all sufficiency in all things, may abound to every good work!”

So, the real question is not IF we will face challenges but HOW we will respond to them?

In Philippians 4:13 Paul said “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.”

Here’s how sifting works:

In 2020 maybe you stepped out by faith into uncharted waters. You knew it was God’s will but nothing seemed to go as you had planned.

The sifting has begun.

Perhaps your marriage was challenged in some way in 2020 or perhaps your finances went on the ropes and no matter how hard you’re working, you can’t find a solution. That is sifting.

Sifting refines us, reveals our weaknesses and causes us to rely on God like we’ve never done before.

The good news is, when you make it through the process, you will emerge with a deeper and better understanding of just how big God really is.

For example, the life of Paul. During his greatest challenges he discovered God to be the closest.

In 2 Timothy 1:12 Paul said:

“12 For the which cause I also suffer these things: nevertheless I am not ashamed: for I know whom I have believed, and am persuaded that he is able to keep that which I have committed unto him against that day.”

In Philippians 1:6 he encourages every believer with how God blessed his faith by staying the course stating:

“Being confident of this very thing, that he which hath begun a good work in you will perform it until the day of Jesus Christ”

So, dear friend, if you’ve ever experienced sifting, you are in good company because every successful leader in the Bible has been sifted.

David’s sifting happened hiding in the desert caves, not in palaces, constantly running for his life. Joseph’s sifting was in the prisons of Egypt. Moses sifting occurred tending sheep while living on the backside of the desert.

The end results were phenomenal.

David became the greatest King Israel ever had.

Joseph became 2nd in command over all of Egypt and saved Israel from famine.

Moses led 6 million people out of slavery.

So please keep in mind, when there is a vision there will also be sifting but Psalm 37: 5 (KJV) offers us the end results.

“Commit thy way unto the Lord; Trust also in him; And he shall bring it to pass.”

So, if you’re in the process of sifting just read aloud Hebrews 12:11 (KJV).

“Now no chastening for the present seemeth to be joyous, but grievous: nevertheless afterward it yieldeth the peaceable fruit of righteousness unto them which are exercised thereby.”

James Dill
February 28, 2020

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Honoring all Mothers

admin — Fri, 17 May 2019 19:00:05 +0000

^{John 19:25-27}

^“Near the cross of Jesus stood his mother, his mother’s sister, Mary the wife of Clopas, and Mary Magdalene. ²⁶When Jesus saw his mother there, and the disciple whom he loved standing nearby, he said to her, “Woman,^[b] here is your son,” ²⁷and to the disciple, “Here is your mother.” From that time on, this disciple took her into his home.”

When we think about Mother’s day, very rarely do we stop and think about the mother of our Lord. What an amazing woman of God she truly was. Handpicked by God, Mary was chosen to carry the son of God, Jesus, in her womb; literally the hand of God touching Mary, thus becoming pregnant through Immaculate Conception. The only word that comes to my mind is, “Wow!”

Without giving much thought at all, knowing especially in the time in which Mary was living, how difficult this was going to be, and how this would be seen in the eyes of her piers; once she understood what was happening and being asked of her, she immediately accepted.

Mary, the mother of Jesus, the son of the living and most Holy God; I cannot imagine what it must have been like being the mother of Jesus. I’m sure she marveled at His abilities and how quickly He learned. I’m sure she looked on with amazement of His compassion and how deeply He loved. But you know, even though He was perfect and He was God in the flesh, He was still a man and there were things He did learn and were taught. It was from His mother that Jesus learned to love others in ways that He did. Mary did far more than just give birth to our Lord; she nurtured Him and helped teach Him.

I think about their relationship and how close Jesus was to her. Can you imagine being a mother and having to watch your son be beaten and crucified in the manner in which Jesus was?

While in agonizing pain, hanging on the cross, Jesus looked down and made sure that after He was gone, she would be taken care of, referenced in John 19:25-27. They loved one another very much.

It is really incredible to think about how vital of a role a mother plays in the life of her children. Words like AMazing, lOving, Teacher, Healer, SElfless and GRaceful, (Mother), are just a few words that come to mind that describe who a mother really is.

You may not have your mother this Mother’s Day. This may be the first Mother’s Day you are spending without her. No matter how old we are, we never forget the impact our Mom’s have had in our lives.

I am fortunate enough to still have my Mom with me. I cannot imagine going through my life without her. She definitely hits all the points listed above, “Amazing, loving, a teacher, selfless and graceful. I bet your mom does as well.

Our mother’s have been there for us in the triumphs of life and in the valleys of life. No matter what, your Mom has always been there for you. I know mine has certainly been there for me. I’ll be 53 this year and I still find great comfort hearing her voice of encouragement and reassurance.

Mom, thank you for always being there for me and our family. There are so many things I am thankful for when it comes to our relationship, but if I had to name one thing that you did for me that has meant the most; it would be how faithful you have been, all of my life, to be the example of how to live for Christ. There is nothing greater that a Mother can do for her children and family. Thank you!

So if you are fortunate enough to still have your Mom, do not let the sun rest on this day before you wrap your arms around her and tell her how much you love her and appreciate her. If you are married and have children, tell your wife how much you love her and appreciate her today. If none of those scenarios fit your life, find someone who perhaps is elderly that maybe will not hear anyone say “I love you or I appreciate you” today and let them know how loved they are.

Moms, today we honor you and we love you! Thank you for everything you have done and that you do for us on a daily basis.

Do something to make a difference in the life of a Mom today.

Bradley Shotts

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May 17, 2019

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Idyllwild Pines

James Dill — Fri, 26 Apr 2019 19:00:31 +0000

One of the greatest delights for Linda and myself was working with summer youth and children’s camps during our early years of ministry. For several years, the camps were held at a beautiful place called Idyllwild Pines located about nine thousand feet in the upper San Jacinto mountains.

Idyllwild was, and is today, one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen; however, the journey up and down the mountain was never looked forward to due to the isolated roads with sharp turns and few guard rails.

It was Saturday morning and the campers and counselors were on the parking lot saying our last farewells, preparing to make the trek down the mountain. As Linda and I were loading the last of the luggage, our three children began to beg us, asking us to let them ride in the church van with the older kids down the mountain. We almost gave in, but, feeling a check in our spirit, we told them they had to ride with us.

With the luggage loaded, we all joined hands in prayer thanking God for a good week, and God willing, we would see each other again the next year. Did you know God’s Word is clear in James 4:14 that we’re not promised even the next minute? Because of this our lives should remain focused on Him in everything thing we do.

The church van left a few minutes before us with plans to regroup at the base of the mountain. As we were driving around a sharp curve, we saw the unthinkable. With horror, we saw that the church van had tumbled down the side of the mountain about two hundred yards. From where we were it looked like a toy-sized car, resembling something Mattel would sell.

I got out of the car as quickly as I could and raced down the mountain. About halfway down I came across one of our youth who had been thrown out of the van seemingly lifeless and face down in the sand. Standing there I could hear the cries coming from the other children still inside the van. Everything inside me wanted to run down and help, but I was afraid if I didn’t do something quickly for this young man he would suffocate.

At that point I didn’t know what to do, it seemed as though I was living everything in slow motion. Have you ever been in a situation where you had no idea what to do? I was at that point. I immediately fell to my knees and began to cry out to God.

In Romans 8:26, the scripture lets us know that during these times, when we don’t know what to say or do, the Holy Spirit will intercede for us with words that are beyond our comprehension.

As I was praying in the spirit, I felt someone touch my shoulder. I turned to see a man standing there. He said, “I’m a doctor. This boy is in critical condition.” He reached down and gently turned the boys head so he could breathe and, before I could even speak, he was gone.

Other people were now arriving from the camp and were moving down the side of the mountain towards the church van. Miraculously, finding none of the other children were seriously injured, they were transported to a non-trauma hospital in Hemet, located at the bottom of the mountain.

After the paramedics examined the young man, they agreed he was in critical condition and needed to be transported to the nearest trauma hospital located about fifty miles away. I told Linda I was going to ride in the ambulance and asked her to follow.

Praying all the way, in what seemed to be an eternity, we finally arrived where immediately the young man was rushed into a triage room. As I walked into the hospital my favorite hymn was being played over the public address system. Are you ready for this? Amazing Grace!

Soon the room was filled with campers and counselors who had learned of the accident. Weeping and broken, we joined hands and began to sing with the music. I cannot count the times I’ve read Acts, Chapter Two, the part when everyone present was praying in one accord and God’s presence filled the room. This was exactly what was happening in the hospital waiting room! It was as though any place you were; God was present.

Some time had passed when the doctor walked into the room, asking if I was the young man’s father or the person in authority. I told him I was the young man’s pastor and that his parents couldn’t be reached. He asked me to come to a side room so we could talk. While speaking, he placed an X-ray of the boy’s wrist on a screen, showing that it had been shattered. He then placed beside it another X-ray of the same wrist, asking if I noticed anything different. It was obvious! One picture showed a shattered wrist, while the other showed it to be normal. The doctor paused a moment, then said “This is what prayer can do!”

He further stated that when the young man arrived it appeared one of his lungs was punctured and there was severe trauma to his head. Then the doctor stated: “The good news is he’s conscious and seems to be improving in all areas.” I thanked him then rushed out into the waiting room, sharing the news.

Within an hour, and after several extensive examinations, they stated they could not find anything severe enough to place him in ICU, so they were sending him to a regular room to observe him overnight. I was privileged to sit with him throughout the evening, watching him improve by the minute!

The young man’s parents had left the camp much earlier and were finally reached after arriving home. Around seven the next morning his family arrived, expecting the worst but saw God’s best! The young man, except for a couple of bruises and being sore, was normal in every way!

Within several hours the hospital released him, stating that when they arrived home, he needed a follow up with his family doctor!

The following Sunday he and his family were in church, along with the other children who were on the bus. The next year we went back to the site and spoke with the police department. After sharing what had happened, they remembered the accident well stating that several vehicles go off the mountain each year, but they couldn’t recall a time when riders survived after rolling that distance. They further stated that most vehicles caught fire and burned on impact.

The only way I can explain what happened was it was a miracle-driven day. To my knowledge I’ve never visibly seen an angel but who was the doctor that appeared on that isolated road and where did he go? How can a broken wrist be fixed without the help of a doctor and how could any child not incur extensive injuries in a van that rolled down the side of a mountain that was carrying amplifiers, guitars and other sound equipment that wasn’t secured. This was also before seat belts were enforced like they are today.

I’m convinced that if God had not protected us that day, instead of celebrating we would have been preparing for several funerals.

Hebrews 1:14 (NLT) says that angels are only servants, spirits sent out to care for people who will inherit salvation and Psalms 103:2 answers for us to never forget God’s benefits.

In closing, I must go back to my favorite scripture in the New Testament that became so personal to me: “Now to Him who is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us.”

Ephesians 3:20

James Dill
April 26, 2019

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Hope for Today

admin — Tue, 16 Apr 2019 19:00:17 +0000

Hope for Today….
The Victory of Sunday Morning is Coming
As we approach Easter, it is interesting to study the events leading up to the crucifixion of our Lord.
There are so many great truths that God gives us pertaining to Easter. The most important one of course is the forgiveness of sins through the shedding of Jesus’ blood and death on the cross; Him paying the price for all of our sins, so that as we invite Jesus into our hearts, we can stand blameless before God; and defeating death, Hell and the grave by being resurrected on the third day. Amen.
As I studied scripture, something else was revealed to me through the Easter story.
Satan was working diligently around the clock to stop the ministry of Jesus and ultimately have him killed. He would stop at nothing to get it done, even placing the temptation on Judas, one of those closest to Jesus, to betray Jesus so He would be arrested by Roman guards and taken into custody. Satan thought his plan was working perfectly, sitting back and watching Jesus go on trial and then being beaten and whipped so severely, He was not recognizable.
Just like back then with Jesus, Satan still uses those closest to us to hurt us doesn’t he? He loves to come in and cause hurt and division among family and friends.
Satan rejoiced when Jesus was being nailed to the cross and he watched as Jesus took his final and last breath and died. I can only imagine the thoughts Satan must have had that day? Thoughts of being victorious; thinking he had finally won the battle and had defeated God. Little did Satan know, all that had transpired, every single bit of it, was all part of God’s perfect plan.
This is a perfect example of how we as Christians go through storms and hardships. We pray just like Jesus did; we call out to God to help us through a hard time. Everything may seem like it’s falling apart around us, just as it was through the eyes of so many regarding Jesus, but God is there and He is working behind the scenes, on our behalf. He’s working everything for our good, just as He fulfilled the perfect plan of salvation through Jesus.
When you are in the middle of the storm, it’s almost impossible to see, but later down the road, you’ll be stronger and wiser, and you’ll be able to look back and see just how God worked all this out for you.
Can you imagine how defeated Jesus’ disciples felt, being there and watching the one they loved so much, being beaten, whipped and crucified? Jesus tried to warn them but they didn’t understand.
Maybe you are going through a storm right now. Maybe you are right in the middle of a big one and you have cried, you’ve hurt, you’ve been hurt and you literally just feel lost! Let me tell you, God sees exactly where you are and he knows exactly where you are as well. There is no one more ready or equipped to help you better than Jesus can. He has been right where you are now.
Also, God is not surprised by this trial. He knew it was coming and He also knows right now how He’s going to pull you out of it.
Did you ever think that maybe you are going through this storm for a reason? Perhaps God is molding you, changing you and making you stronger, making you into the person He wants you to become; a transformation is in process; bringing you through to the other side.
Maybe He’s answering that prayer you prayed. I know I have prayed a prayer very similar to this and perhaps you have as well…..
“Dear God, I want nothing more than to be what you have created me to be. Remove things in my life that you do not want there. I want you to be pleased with everything in my life…..”
Those are very important prayers to pray, but we need to remember that sometimes (most of the time), when God begins moving things around in our lives because we’ve asked Him to, it can be a very painful process and it takes a minute to get it all done!
Be open to what God has for you. Remember that when you are hurting the most, it’s not because God has turned His back on you, He’s right there with you carrying you the whole way, giving you the strength you need to survive it!
Another truth to remember about storms; He never promised you that you would understand, He just ask that you trust Him every step of the way. I know that is easier said than done, but you can do it!
God sees today, He sees tomorrow and every day after. There is no one better to lead you! Amen!
Satan is a liar. He come so steal, kill and to destroy; stop listening to him and focus your eyes on the one who created you and who loves you and who wants the very best for you.
You may be in the middle of the battle on Friday, just like Jesus was on that horrible day; but remember, Sunday morning is coming; your victory is near.
Do something to make a difference in someone’s life today.
Blog post written by Bradley Shotts.

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April 16, 2019

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The Great Exchange

James Dill — Fri, 05 Apr 2019 18:00:53 +0000

Several years ago a young lady walked into our church service. She was unkempt, wearing shorts, a sleeveless shirt, and flip flops. Not wanting to be recognized, she quickly seated herself at the back, leaving as soon as we closed with prayer. Unfortunately, no one had the opportunity to speak with her, however, that evening she returned. During the closing prayer I moved to the back of the church so I could introduce myself.

As we spoke, I realized she was a troubled seventeen-year old with problems only God could handle. When she left, I noticed she walked past the parking lot heading towards the street. I caught up with her and asked if we could give her a ride home to which she graciously declined.

The following Wednesday she visited again, this time bringing her twelve-year old sister. In closing the service, I invited anyone who wished to come forward for prayer. She and her sister were the first to respond with several of our ladies praying with them. They stayed at the altar only for a moment and then quietly moved towards the door. Everyone could see they were struggling. I told them how happy we were to have them both and that if we could help in any way, we would.

That comment seemed to grab the elder sisters attention and she asked if she could speak with me for a moment. The moment stretched into an hour as she shared her story. One morning she woke to find that her parents had deserted them. Without any finances she had to quit school to provide housing, food, and keep her younger sister in school. With little to no work experience she began selling drugs, which led to prostitution.

As we spoke, she said “I know this is wrong, but if I change, where would I go or who could I turn to? If I stop selling drugs or working for my pimp, we could be beaten or even killed. If we lived , the authorities would take my sister and I would probably never see her again!” Deception and fear were ruling her life.

2nd Thessalonians 2:4 forewarns that when we buy into satan’s deception we’ve given him an open door to our minds, moving from room to room until his takeover is complete. He had deceived this young lady into believing there was no hope. I did my best to explain if she would bring her brokenness to God, He would take it and make something beautiful from it, but that the decision was ultimately hers.

The devil works with all of us this way, doesn’t he? He lies telling us there is no hope, not even with God. That’s exactly how satan dealt with King David in Psalm 3 as he fled for his life. In this Psalm, he openly prays his feelings, saying that his life was over. The good news is before the chapter closes,David readjusts his thinking and ultimately overcomes! I encourage everyone to read this short psalm. It gives hope in times of hopelessness.

Linda asked if we could drive them home, but she again declined. As they were leaving, I said, “Remember, God loves you and He’s ready when you are.” We went to bed that evening with heavy hearts, committing both of these children into God’s care.

In the first chapter of John Stott’s book, “Why I Am A Christian”, he confesses he is a Christian not because of the influence of his parents and teachers, nor to his own personal decision, but to being relentlessly pursued by the Hound of heaven, that is Jesus Christ himself. How true this is! Whenever we feel that hope is gone, the Hound of heaven relentlessly pursues us!

He sifts through our despair and brokenness until He finds us, then gently places us on his shoulder and carries us home. Around 2:00 a.m. our doorbell rang. Looking through the small peephole, I saw the young woman holding a large grocery bag. When I opened the door, she pushed the grocery bag into my hands. It was filled with bags of colored pills and marijuana. Then she said, “I’m giving everything I have to God, I’ve decided to trust him! Please pray for me.”

Together, with our youth pastor, who was staying with us for the summer, we walked across the lawn to the church. The youth pastor went to the piano as we knelt at the altar. Andre Crouch had just released a song titled “To God be the Glory.”

While our youth pastor sang the song, our young friend, with tears of joy was praying it. “How can I say thanks for the things you have done for me? Things so undeserved yet you gave to prove your love for me. The voices of a million angels cannot express my gratitude. All that I am and ever hope to be I owe it all to you.” The room was filled with God’s awesome presence, however; we still had no clue how He was going to put all this together. We only knew that He was!

Are you ready for this? In a matter of weeks, the young woman enrolled back into school, the authorities made arrangements that allowed her and her sister to stay together and the pimp and drug lords miraculously disappeared! Our church reached out purchasing clothes and food for them and within a few weeks they became members of our children and youth group! It was nothing short of a miracle!

Here’s my conviction: The miracle began falling into place when she began walking across the Los Angeles basin at 2:00 a.m., then giving to God a grocery bag filled with all that she owned. E. Stanley Jones succinctly placed this in perspective, saying, “If you don’t make up your mind, then your unmade mind will unmake you.” How true! However, like the young lady, in this story, there are some things in life we can’t change. So, we just lay them at the cross and move on!

Philippians 3:13-14

Brethren, I count not myself to have apprehended: but this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before, I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.)

I pray this story has blessed you in some way and if you have been challenged by it, that’s wonderful. However, before you begin your journey, I have two questions; What’s in your bag and are you ready to give it to God?

Today? Right now He is offering to turn your failures into fresh hopes and awesome dreams and it will all come together when He opens the door and you give it all to Him. In exchange, He will give you life above anything you can possibly imagine!

John 10:10 – The thief comes only in order to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have and enjoy life, and have it in abundance to the full, till it overflows.

If God can miraculously transform a seventeen-year old who was dealt a life sentence without hope into a life of abundance, He can do the same for you!

Jeremiah 29:11 “ For I know the plans I have for you declares the lord; Plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future”

James Dill
April 5, 2019

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A MADE-UP MIND

James Dill — Fri, 15 Mar 2019 18:00:51 +0000

During the past years of ministry, Saturday’s have always been good for Linda and me because our to-do list is complete. We usually rewarded ourselves with breakfast at a favorite restaurant . Before technology made the Bible available by phone, I took it with me everywhere I went. It’s amazing the opportunities I’ve had to witness because of its presence. One Saturday, Linda couldn’t join me, so I went alone. I ordered breakfast and was settling in for a time of eating and reading when the server approached, asking “sir are you a preacher?” I said that I was, to which she responded “I felt you were because you always have a Bible. Pausing, she said, “I was really hoping you would come today. I need to talk.” Taking a deep breath, she blurted out, “I need to get right with God. I’m single, have two kids, I’m a prostitute, I hate what I’m doing but my job doesn’t pay enough for us to live!” She said all this in just one breath. Afterwards,

relief was written all over her face knowing that she had taken her first step towards freedom. Continuing, she further stated, “This morning, I’ve decided I’m changing my lifestyle. Will you pray with me?” Please note, preachers seldom get these awesome opportunities. Gaining my composure, I said “I sure will!” Bowing our heads, we began to pray. With my eyes closed, I could hear a woman, between sobs, praying a sinner’s prayer, accompanied by dead silence throughout the restaurant. I opened my eyes and saw the young lady on her knees. The restaurant was filled with customers who had reverently stopped what they were doing to show respect. When she stood, it was obvious God had done a work in her life! With humble gratitude, she thanked me and then asked for directions to our church, stating she would be there Sunday morning.

We should never underestimate the diverse ways God uses when we commit it to Him. With a single touch, He will change a restaurant into a place of worship and a dining table into an altar!

The next morning, she and her children were among the first to arrive at the church. Within a few weeks she was baptized and became a member of our fellowship. From that time, forward she never looked back.

In reflection, I probably could write an entire book on “living an overcoming life” with her as the only character. I would call it “The Committed Life.” The first chapter would be named “The Power of a Made-Up Mind.” Without a doubt, the first steps of our Christ-walk are the most crucial we will ever take. For those who are reading this, especially if you are a new believer, please take note. Until you’re determined to make it, you won’t! Psalm 37:5 succinctly offers two words we must hang onto as if our life depended on them: Commit and trust! Both of them command action and are totally dependent on how we individually place them into effect.

Several months passed and we realized this season of our life was closing and we would soon be moving to another assignment. Shortly afterwards, things fell into place (Romans 8:28), and within a few weeks we accepted a church in East Texas. It is never easy to leave people you’ve grown to love and respect however, God always knows best. For several months, we stayed in touch, but time and distance took its toll and our time there became a fond memory and is to this day. Two years had passed, and we were vacationing in California. It was Wednesday and we were close to our previous church, so we decided to join them for mid-week service. We pulled onto the church parking lot and made our way into the sanctuary. The service had not started so people were still moving freely in the isles. At the front of the building stood our dear friend. Our eyes meeting at the exact time, she began pressing towards us. Embracing us with tears and joy, she spoke four words I will never forget, “I made it pastor!“ She continued saying, “after that morning I never looked back!” and further stated how God had blessed her with a wonderful job and she was actually involved in assisting wherever needed. We left church that evening with our spiritual cup overflowing and with a greater understanding that all God needs from us is our obedience and availability, and He will do the rest.

Someday, when this life is over and we’re standing in the presence of God, and the heavenly host, I’m sure I will see her again! When I do, I will cry aloud to God, exclaiming thank you for the wonderful opportunity you extended me to lead her to you! Then I believe all of heavens host will join me in singing Hallelujah and amen! Luke 15:10, “In the same way I tell you, there is joy in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner who repents, [that is who changes his inner self-his old way of thinking, regrets past sin, lives his life in a way that proves repentance; and seeks God purpose for us life].”

James Dill
March 15, 2019

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Keep Looking Up

James Dill — Fri, 01 Mar 2019 19:00:11 +0000

I accepted Jesus into my life at sixteen. Because of God’s awesome love and mercy, my passion was to represent Him wherever I could. Because Christ took on the role of a servant, I started looking for opportunities to serve.

Often I would spend my Saturdays cleaning and straightening the church for Sunday services. Then, after church, I would remain, picking up trash, placing church hymnals back in their holders, locking doors and turning off lights. After a few months, the pastor saw my passion and invited me to teach the junior boy’s class. A short time later, he asked me to serve as youth pastor. These were some of the most enjoyable seasons of my life.

Pressing the pause button, I want to say that much of my spiritual growth was attributed to an amazing mentor. All of us need accountability in our lives. I can’t recall a day he wasn’t there for me. Consequently I am convinced that today’s great leaders had a great mentor in their life.

For me, my mentor was my pastor. He shared his faith by the lifestyle he lived . He would never close out a visit without his unique salutation, “Keep looking up!” Later in life, those words would serve as a spiritual compass, encouraging me to look to God for direction in life.

One evening, my friend and I decided to spend an evening in prayer at the church. Around three a.m. God spoke to our hearts, confirming our call into full time ministry. Within a few weeks we began moving towards that goal, preaching wherever we were asked.

During this time my mentor played an ongoing role, often calling his friends in ministry, asking them to consider inviting us to speak. Within a few months, God sent an amazing opportunity our way. Our pastor received a call from a church in Los Angeles wanting to schedule us for a Sunday evening service.

Two weeks later we loaded our forty-nine Ford Coupe with the basics and headed south to Los Angeles. When we arrived, our wealth had diminished to thirty-three cents which was enough to purchase two gallons of gasoline with a little left-over. After changing clothes and freshening up, we arrived at the church as Sunday school was in progress.

During those days, the church’s parsonage was usually next door to the church. Because we were hungry and, presumably, invited we respectively went in and ate the breakfast leftovers; Cold eggs and pancakes never tasted so good!

Around noon, as the service was dismissing, we were waiting for our opportunity to make a good impression. Then it came as the pastor was walking to his car. My friend and I quickly crossed the parking lot to meet him.

After formal greetings with hugs, we said: “Well, Pastor, we believe God is going to use us this evening!” We could almost see a huge question mark rise above his head. Pausing a moment he said, “Boys, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” So, again, we went through our rehearsed spill. Pausing again, he replied “I vaguely remember the call, but it was never confirmed. I am so sorry but tonight’s service is already set.” With our heads spinning we were embarrassed and disappointed. We had traveled 300 miles, spending almost all of what little money we had to come to this church.

The pastor, probably sensing our disappointment, said, “But, why don’t you fellas have lunch with us?” With forced smiles, we replied “Sure” and requested that we be considered for another time to speak. Our request wasn’t responded to.

We accepted his invitation to lunch, however (maybe due to the surprise of the cancellation), we were under the naive impression that the pastor was buying our meal. All that changed when the pastor told the server that we would be on separate checks.

We were now experiencing complete embarrassment! Slowly, the server moved towards us to take our order. I whispered to my friend that we needed to excuse ourselves and run. My friend responded “Hold on Jim, I have a plan. Look at what’s on the table.” I responded, “What?” He said “Our meal. Jim, just follow my lead, okay?”

Like a lamb to the slaughter I obliged. When the server asked for our orders, my friend said: “May I have a large bowl of hot water?” I followed suit, saying that I ‘d have the same.

Reluctantly, she took the order and returning shortly with two huge bowls of water. Like an experienced chef, my friend went into action, retrieving crackers, ketchup, and hot sauce from the surrounding tables.

He then proceeded to mix them together in the bowl of water and voilà! Instant tomato soup! Together (all things considered), we enjoyed a wonderful hot meal! We finished it off quickly and excused ourselves.

As we were moving towards the car, we started laughing till we cried. That much-needed laughter was cut short when reality set in. We barely had a cent to our name and nowhere to stay for the night. Then there was dead silence. It’s times like this where it’s easy to feel you’ve missed it completely. But God’s plan never misses the mark.

My friend then spoke, saying he had met a young lady at a church conference who lived in the area and possibly her parents could put us up for the evening. Because I wasn’t the one making the call, I encouraged him saying “Go for it” and “What can we lose?”

He went to the payphone investing one-third of our remaining wealth in the call, knowing that if this didn’t work, we would be spending the night in the car. He exited the booth smiling exclaiming that after he explained our situation, her parents said it was ok!

Within thirty minutes we were at their house where her father and mother graciously welcomed us. They showed us to our room, saying supper would be ready in about an hour and invited us to attend the Sunday night service with them.

That evening we were introduced to their pastor. After the service, the pastor asked if we would stay in town and speak the following Wednesday. Without reservation we accepted. That evening God showed up, moving in a special and mighty way and the pastor asked if we would stay in town a few more days to speak during the Sunday morning service. We graciously accepted.

It was at that time our ministry significantly changed! We began receiving invitations all throughout the Los Angeles area! I have often wondered where I would be today if I had given up and walked away when everything seemed like it was falling apart.

During this time, I learned many wonderful lessons. Remember, whenever God invites us to partner with Him, He clears a path for the journey.

I’m reminded of about two thousand years ago when Jesus ministry was launched. It was at a supper where he turned water into wine. In my life it was at lunch when He turned water into a meal for two young men who were in desperate need of a miracle.

Jeremiah 29:11 “For I know the plans and thoughts I have for you, says the Lord. Plans for peace and well-being and not for disaster; To give you a future and a hope.

James Dill
March 1, 2019

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When God Orders Your Steps

James Dill — Fri, 22 Feb 2019 19:00:51 +0000

In 1971 Linda and I accepted the pastorate of a small church in the San Joaquin valley and from the onset we knew that God had placed us there. Our church began to grow immediately and within 6 months, we had birthed a mission church. Within 3 years, God helped us birth three thriving churches and during this time God continued to bless our congregation. As I reflect, His blessings were directly in proportion to reaching beyond ourselves. In 15 months, we were out of space causing us to move classes outdoors on Sundays.

Prior to this, we had never considered borrowing money, but were at a place we had to act or lose our momentum. I asked our elders, on several occasions, to help find a solution. They were always cordial, but seldom offered suggestions. One of the most dangerous places a church can be is when it becomes content with the status quo and we were at that point.
Because circumstances seemed hopeless, during a Sunday morning service, I announced we were stepping down as senior pastor. Immediately, people began standing, asking why. My response was our church had run out of space and there were no finances available for building. During the meeting one of the elders asked if they found the financing, would we consider staying? Without hesitation, I said yes! With unanimous vote, our church agreed to secure a loan. Then, one of the elders voiced, “Pastor, we should be frugal with God’s money. Could you find a builder who would let us use their license? It could save us a lot of money.”
Everyone, including myself, felt that it was a good idea! The problem was I had never secured a church loan and didn’t know a single building contractor in the county. Regardless, the following morning with faith, and ignorance, I launched out.
I first met with our loan officer and when we finished, he said he would be happy to help. We would need to bring him the necessary information and he would take it from there. “Wow, that was easy” I thought. Now to find a builder who will let us use his license.

I began searching through the yellow pages and found a name. Walking into the building, I introduced myself and asked his receptionist if I could visit with him. She asked If I had an appointment. I said no but promised her the meeting wouldn’t last long. She then proceeded asking my purpose for meeting. As I was going over the details, her facial expressions were letting me know she was confused. When I finished, she asked if I would be seated, she would check Mr. C___’s availability.
After speaking over the phone, she said “Mr. Dill, he’s tied up at the moment, I’m sorry.” I responded, “Well I’m free for the rest of the afternoon, can I just wait and see if he has an opening?” At this point I realized she was enjoying the moment. She picked up the phone again. Hanging up, she said with a smile, “He’s still tied up. However, if you would care to stay around, he may be available later.”
At this time, I wasn’t aware his office had only one exit that opened into her office where I was sitting. In a few hours Mr. C___ opened his door saying, “Are you Mr. Dill? Please come in” he said reluctantly. For about 20 minutes I explained the circumstances that led to our meeting, closing with “So do you think you could let our church use your license?”
I could actually see his frustration. He responded saying, “I don’t know who you are Mr. Dill. Who told you to come here?” Explaining that no one had, but I had prayed that morning asking God to help me find the right builder in the yellow pages. He interrupted saying, “I’m sorry, I can’t help you. Good afternoon.”
If I hadn’t known with certainty God was ordering my steps, I would have simply thanked him and left the building. Instead, I heard the Holy Spirit speak, saying “Pray with him.” I responded saying “Mr. C—-, before I go, may I pray for you?” Without any hesitation, he said yes. I didn’t know exactly what or how to pray, so I prayed over his family, his business and everything in his future.
When I finished, I thanked him for his time and was walking towards the door, when he asked me to be seated. At that moment everything made sense, it all came together. He said, “When I was a child, I was raised in church and my mother was a holiness preacher, but over the years I turned away from God and haven’t been in church for years.” He paused then said, “Mr. Dill I can’t let your church use my license, I could get in a lot of trouble, but what if I built the church for you at my cost?” His response caught me totally of guard! But isn’t that how God works? (Jeremiah 33:3) That afternoon I witnessed God’s promises all come together. This always happens when we stay His course.
Within four months the church addition was finished, costing less than half of what we would have normally paid. And when God begins something, He always finishes first class. Before the building was completed, Mr. C___ and his entire family began attending church and accepted Jesus Christ as Lord! I believe Ephesians 3:20 succinctly describes the story I’ve just shared.
“Now unto Him who is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all we can ask or even think” WHAT A SAVIOR AND LORD!

James Dill
February 22, 2019

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Forgiveness – My Life Lesson

James Dill — Fri, 15 Feb 2019 19:00:05 +0000

Growing up as a child in West Texas, when the sun was setting the neighborhood children would congregate for a game called hide-and-seek. If you’ve never played this game, you missed out on lots of fun!

At dusk, the moms and dads would stand at the doors calling for their children to come home. Usually, at the third call, with voices elevated coupled with the child’s full name, we all got the message and, reluctantly, bid each other “good night” until the next evening.

This was always the highlight of my week. In fact, beyond those games, I only recall a few other times in my childhood that were actually pleasant.

You see, I was born and raised in a dysfunctional home. My father was an alcoholic who progressed into a child abuser. Unfortunately, as a pastor, I’ve witnessed this scenario play out over and again, placing innocent children into a world of darkness and uncertainty.

One evening, for no apparent reason, except my fathers drinking, things went completely out of control. My father decided he was going to kill both my mother and I with a large kitchen knife. Fortunately, God spared us, and fleeing from the home, we hid behind a neighbor’s barn for the rest of the evening.

I will never forget when my appendix burst. I began vomiting, and because the pain was so severe I had to keep my right leg drawn in towards my stomach. My father told my mother that there was no need for a doctor, and I would get over it.

Because my mother worked, my siblings went to school and my father was nowhere to be found, I was left alone for three days. This would have continued until I died but fortunately my uncle dropped by and, seeing my condition, drove me to the hospital.

Later, I learned the doctor said my appendix had been burst for three days and gangrene had set in, saying that my only hope was a new drug called penicillin. He said that they would give it a try but, at best, there was still a fifty percent chance I would die.

When coming out of the coma, I recall my father and a nurse being in the room. The nurse smiled saying “I believe you’re going to be fine!” She then excused herself and, when she did, my father in a soft voice said, “I want you to know every day you’re in this (explicit) hospital your costing me money!” It was that day that I decided I would never forgive my father.

When I turned sixteen, God mercifully saved me. Then, shortly afterward, my father left for good. With him gone, coupled with God entering my life, I walked out of the darkness! The moment I accepted Him, the love I never experienced as a child was more than compensated for in a moments time!

A few years passed and I surrendered to the call of ministry. During this time God blessed me in ways I never dreamed possible. However, while ministering to others, I couldn’t release the negative feelings I held towards my father.

From the world’s perspective, because of the injustices that were placed on me, I would probably be given a pass. But not from God!

I could defend my case, sharing the time when my mother miscarried and had to bury her stillborn child in a shoebox in the backyard; all the while my father was at a bar with another woman.

I could defend my position even further by how he molested my younger sister, causing her to leave home at the age of fifteen. There were days I would let unforgiveness occupy my life, but each day became increasingly difficult because I was living a double standard.

One afternoon my phone rang. It was a hospital in Oklahoma City. The party asked my name and then proceeded to tell me that my father was dying and, as far as they knew, I was the only relative and that if I wanted to see him alive, I must come now.

I thanked her and hung up the phone. My first thought was, “Good riddance! He’s out of my life!” But, then, the Holy Spirit spoke to my spirit saying “You must go.”

With my emotions out of control, I called my wife letting her know the situation and that I was going to go. Within thirty minutes I was on my way to Oklahoma City.

About twenty minutes into my journey, I began crying to the point that I had to pull off to the side of the road. Speaking between sobs, asking God “What are you wanting from me?” In my spirit, I distinctly heard him say “Forgive him, then invite him to accept me as his Lord.” I then knew my assignment. I just didn’t know how to do it.

When I arrived, I went directly to his room. He was conscious but he couldn’t speak. Instantly I opened my heart, sharing in detail the hurts and the pain that he had inflicted on his family. When I finished I said “Dad, I know you’re dying and I want you to know I forgive you for all you have done and if you want me to, I would like to help lead you to Jesus Christ. If that’s ok, nod your head.”

Big tears formed in his eyes then began to roll out onto the pillow. He nodded yes and at that moment two miraculous things happened! First, a sinner among sinners had come home to God, and then, an unforgiving spirit was removed out of my life. Within a few moments, I bid him goodbye saying I would see him again in heaven.

As I was walking into my home, the phone was ringing. It was the hospital calling letting me know that my father had passed away and said because he had died a pauper, they asked who would be responsible for his funeral expenses. Without hesitation, I said I would. Over the next few days I picked out the casket, the burial site, the clothes he would be buried in, and found a preacher to conduct the service.

So dear friend, if you are living with unforgiveness in your life, I want you to know two thousand years ago Jesus Christ built a bridge over the chasm of unforgiveness. It’s called the cross. All you have to do is step onto it. When you do, He will take your hand and guide you safely to the other side.

Philippians 3:13-14 brings all that I’ve shared into its proper perspective. “Brothers and sisters, I do not consider that I have made it my own yet; but one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and reaching forward to what lies ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the [heavenly] prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.”

James Dill
February 15, 2019

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Descending from heaven

James Dill — Fri, 08 Feb 2019 19:00:38 +0000

“And it shall come to pass afterward

That I will pour out My Spirit on all flesh;

Your sons and your daughters shall prophesy,

Your old men shall dream dreams,

Your young men shall see visions.”
Joel 2:28

One night after completing my devotions and prayers, hoping for a good night sleep, I turned off the lamp and closed my eyes. But this night turned out to be different than most.

In my dream, I was brought to a place I’ve never been before – in the middle of a freshly plowed field, and my wife was there with me. Looking to the north, I could see a storm approaching. It was moving rapidly towards us with large dark clouds spinning as if with anger. It seemed we would surely be killed by the storm, but then I noticed a small house in the distance, at the end of the field.

Grabbing my wife’s hand, I told her we would be safe if we could reach that little house. Racing the storm, we ran to the house and slam the door behind us. However, our relief quickly vanished upon seeing that the roof of the house was missing!

As a storm closed in and swirled about us, we felt doomed. But then we noticed doves descending from heaven one by one. They kept coming and, huddling together, they formed a roof for the house. They settled over us, the storm subsided and sunlight began to break through the clouds.

The meaning of that dream unfolded a few months later when my physician reported that he was 90% sure that I had cancer. I clung to the outcome of that dream. The cancer was the storm I had seen coming and the field and house were my life. The doves represented divine protection. I had the assurance that God’s Holy Spirit was covering and protecting me. This gave me peace, and my peace turned to joy when, after the third visit to my physician, what had at first been diagnosed as cancer had disappeared. The storm had passed!

God, by the outpouring of his Spirit, has brought to pass his promise: “Your old men shall dream dreams, your young men shall see visions.” We can thank our heavenly father for pouring out the Holy Spirit on us and for the dove from heaven who comes to give us peace in the storm!

James Dill
February 8, 2019

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