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Hi, everybody! March has been an excellent month. It has felt like the best time in my whole life. I love my job! It gives me plenty of opportunity to be involved in things that I am passionate about, as it involves advocating for the downtrodden, particularly babies who are threatened with abortion. And I get to write! Yay!
It is amazing how God prepared me for this job. Back in 2010, I finally bought a laptop, which I had been wanting to get for years, but being of a thrifty nature, I kept putting it off. After I bought my mother's dining room set for my daughter, I figured it was time to do something nice for myself. I was able to hook up to the Internet because there was an Internet cloud in my area that was free to the public.
Then my grandson got me onto Facebook, which I had been disdaining from its inception. I discovered a wall that old friends from the first church I belonged to were posting on, and I wanted to reconnect with them. Connor had been using my laptop and talking to his friends on Facebook, but had forgotten to sign out, so I was able to send them messages. I soon realized that I had to get my own account, and got my daughter to show me how to set that up. Voila! Lanny the Luddite finally caught up to the 21st Century.
At first, it was mostly comments from people about the minutae of their life, but I connected with someone who was sometimes interested in serious issues, made some comments, and that led to friends requests from people who are almost always interested in serious issues. Finally, I have people in my life who read and think about important stuff beyond how to earn a living and pay the bills.
Earning a living and paying the bills is important, but a hundred years from now, we're not going to care about how big our house was, what colours we painted the rooms, what kind of furniture we put in it, and what kind of car we drove. We are going to consider how we impacted other people's lives and wish we had done more to win souls into the Kingdom of God.
I was thrilled to be able to talk to people who were aware of how our freedoms are being eroded, who aren't hypnotized and brainwashed by entertainment (at least, not totally), who aren't asleep when the wolf is prowling outside the door and finding ways to slip in. These people know about Agenda 21 (look it up on the Internet), and how the bodies of aborted babies are being cannibalized in subtle ways, such as being used in cosmetics and to enhance food flavours, and used in shockingly brutal ways in China, such as being the garnish in a bowls of soup that cost $5000.00 to purchase in some restaurants there.
Why would anyone buy a bowl of soup with an aborted baby in it, and eat it in front of other people? I figure they do it to intimidate, to show that nobody had better try to cross them, because they are cruel and brutal. And mentally ill, though they probably don't consider themselves as such.
Most people just think, "Ew! What a gross subject and how very impolite of you to bring it up. I refuse to even think about such things, because the Bible says, 'Whatsoever whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.'"
True, we are supposed to think on these things, but not at the expense of turning a blind eye to the suffering of others and doing nothing about it. The Bible also says in Proverbs 24:11 & 12, " If you forbear to deliver them that are drawn unto death, and those that are ready to be slain; If you say, Behold, we knew it not; does not he that ponders the heart consider it? and he that keeps your soul, does not he know it? and shall not he render to every man according to his works?"
Everybody who is reading this webpage has access to the Internet, and therefore you have no excuse for not finding out about the atrocities that are going on in this world, even in your own town or city. You might not have the courage, yet, to join in protests outside embassies and abortion clinics, but if you know how to read, you also know how to write, and you can, at least, write a letter to register your opinion of injustices. Don't think that your opinion doesn't matter. If a lot of people who hate injustice make their views known, the people who are in charge and pushing for abortion and other horrors, will realize that they better back off, else they might have a revolution on their hands, for the public is not yet adequately programmed through entertainment and the educational system to remain apathetic.
I thought I was spending too much time on Facebook talking about this stuff, but as it turns out, the job that I have now deals with the very things that I have been getting more informed about by watching videos and reading articles that my Facebook friends posted links to, and making comments on those various issues. Yes, I am working for a ministry.
I never imagined that I would work for a ministry. I figured that they would hire only people who believed that it is mandatory to tithe, so as to not offend churches that they are affilliated with, and a church would definitely not hire me, if I was not on board with them about tithing. Also, I am well aware that there is a lot that goes on in various ministries that is nasty – controlling spirits, extravagance, lust issues, false doctrine, etc … ; stuff that is tiresome to have to deal with, besides not wanting to be a part of an organization that is careless about how funds are spent that others sacrificed to give.
I was only focussed on finding a job in the business world, preferably in the construction or manufacturing industries. I would not even consider applying for a job in a Christian ministry, until someone told me that a certain man was looking for a secretary. I thought, "Wow! I wouldn't mind working for that ministry!" It is involved in something that is really essential to our faith, and the Director is very highly thought of among other Christians because of his character. When I saw him around at various meetings, I was so happy to have him pray for me.
Like Roy Durman, the Evangelist, this man and his wife have a modest lifestyle. They don't even own their own house; they rent. Their offices are in the basement of the house they rent. They run their ministry on a shoe string. This is the way that I think that ministry should be done. The office furniture is kind of shabby, all of it donated for obvious reasons - like chipped drawers, stains that can't be removed without sanding the surface, file cabinets with paint chipped off, but I am managing to spruce things up a little. I'd rather work in this kind of environment, than see the Director spend donated money on swanky stuff. Sure, we're worth it to have those kinds of things, but unless someone donates the furniture, so that it doesn't come out of the pockets of poor people for whom it is a struggle to donate $5.00 to a ministry, I'd rather make do with what we have.
I find it absolutely appalling to see ministries, such as Paul and Jan Crouch's, spending money on extravagant (and gaudy!) buildings and landscaping, not to mention those pink wigs! And then that lady, who looks like she is wearing cotton candy on her head, gets on television and pleads with "little mothers who are struggling to get by" to send their grocery money to their ministry, so that "God can bless them." God does bless giving, but for pity's sake, don't give it to people who want to make merchandise of us. There are plenty of ministers are who working diligently in ministry and living moderately, not putting on a bizarre show of opulance that is a disgrace to Christianity.
Yes, I know that the Bible says to judge not, lest we be judged. I am not judging the Crouches, just their actions. I leave it up to God as to whether He has a special place in Hell for them, or if there are extenuating circumstances that the rest of us know nothing about and they have not completely overthrown their faith. If they make it into Heaven, I will be glad, but I personally would not want to take the chances they are taking with God's patience.
Having said that, I wish to clarify, in case anyone sees me wearing a mink coat, that the coat I own was given to me by a friend, and it was not a male friend. No, it was a Christian lady who I used to work with, and she is in ministry with her husband. Someone gave her the coat, which was made back in the 1930's, and it is still in pretty good shape. I think she gave it to me because she was afraid that people would assume that she had bought it with money that was donated to their ministry, and it dried up their funds.
It was really neat how I got that coat. I ran into Ross and Mary in Value Village. They are thrifty folks. Mary and I took to wandering about together, looking at linens and clothes. I tried on a couple of fur coats for fun, then laughed and said, "It's not really me, unless someone wants to give me a full–length, mink coat." Mary stared at me and said, "I have a full–length, mink coat, if you want it." Well, what do you think the answer was to that? She dropped it off at my house a week later, one week before my birthday! Wow!
I put on that beautiful coat and said to the Lord, "Lord, this is amazing! Women don't usually get mink coats, unless they are someone's mistress or their husband buys it for them." I've been single since October 1986. The Lord spoke to my heart and said, "Your Maker is your Husband." Wearing that coat and hearing those words from the Lord made me feel like He had His arms wrapped around me. There is no way that I am giving up that coat, no matter what anyone thinks of me for having it, until I sense the Lord tell me that it is time to let it go.
I don't know; maybe some rich person bought all those huge, poufy, pink wigs for Jan, but sometimes a person should just say no when they are offered something, depending either on what it is (if it is tacky or sordid), or who is offering it. Abraham refused to take anything from the king of Sodom because he knew he would gripe about it later, and he didn't want to be associated with or obligated to such an evil man.
Maybe some people think my mink coat is both tacky and sordid, such as the animal rights people. It is boggling to a sane mind how such people make a huge commotion about not wearing fur, but many of those same people don't bat an eyelash at killing human babies, as long as they are killed when they are still in a gestational stage. They must imagine that babies in the womb don't feel fear or pain.
There are a lot of people who get worked up about animal rights, the environment and sanitation, giving themselves airs that they are superior to other people because they are vegetarians, tree huggers, and dainty in their manners, but they don't care that millions, and even billions, of people, have been denied their right to live out their destiny, which includes being born, but have been cruelly murdered by their own mothers, or sometimes abortion has been forced on their mothers. Man, if you don't have the basics right, such as recognize that abortion is murder, then all the rest is off–kilter.
I have no respect for the opinion that it is murder to kill an animal for its fur, when the people who hold that opinion think that it is okay to kill baby people and don't consider that to be murder. For centuries, people have worn leather for its durability and fur for warmth, and many of those people were righteous men and women, whom God did not once consider it a sin for them to wear those products, as long as they made the death of the animal quick and as painless as they could manage.
Anyway, as I was saying, I am really happy with my job and with my bosses. I know that they hold to the essential doctrines of salvation, and they know the same of me. If they believe in tithing, and that I should tithe, they have never said so. We work together on the things that we can, and ought, to do together, and don't discuss issues that would divide us and distract us from the purpose of their ministry.
How happy am I with this job? I am so eager to go to work that sometimes I get there an hour early, and I have often stayed an hour and a half past the time I get paid for, willingly doing extra work as an offering to the Lord. I've also put in a lot of time at home, doing stuff for the ministry. Last weekend, I worked for 30 hours straight on its website. I am NOT exaggerating. I got started sometime between 5 and 6 p.m. on Saturday, worked straight through the night, and ALL DAY on Sunday until just shortly after midnight. I knew what tasks I wanted to do, and was determined to get it done, because there was no time during office hours to work on it. I am the only paid employee and wear a lot of hats, but I love it! I get to do all kinds of jobs. Sometimes volunteers come in to help, but mostly it's just me and the boss and his wife who are in the office.
That website marathon was quite the thing. I was so tired after being up all night, but the fire was burning in me to get the job done by 3 p.m. on Sunday, so I could phone up my boss's wife to get her to take a look at the website on the Internet. Then at 3 o'clock, I was hoping it would be finished by 7. At 7, I was hoping it would be finished by 10, because I needed to get enough sleep to feel refreshed for work the next day, as I usually get up at 5 a.m.. At 10, I was finally finished doing all the pages, but determined to upload them and see them on the Internet. I hoped that wouldn't take too long. Two hours later, the website was online. Some tweaking still needed to be done, but at least the boss and his wife could see it the next day and make their suggestions for changes.
I told my boss's wife, "I donated my time to do Roy Durman's website, and look how the Lord the repaid me. I got a job working for a non–profit. What you sow, you reap. I am excited to see how He is going to repay me now, seeing as I don't need a job anymore."
I sure wouldn't work extra hours for no pay at a regular job, and overtime work would mean overtime pay, but when it's a ministry, it changes everything. At least, it does for me. I feel so fulfilled, like I am finally starting to do more of what God's purpose is for my life. It also helps that I feel that my employers respect me. They invite me to suggest ideas and often tell me to go ahead with them.
I am amazed when I see how God directed things in my life to get me into this ministry. Stuff that the enemy meant for evil, God turned for my good. It sure is funny how we think that we will never do this or that, but God has His ways of getting us past our blockages and then, as in this case, we find that we absolutely LOVE doing these things that we avoided before. God knows us better than we know ourselves. He knows the things that give us the deepest kind of satisfaction, far more than the things that our flesh thinks will make us feel fulfilled. Praise the Lord! He is sooooo good!
Copyright © 2012, Lanny Townsend
Page modified by Lanny Townsend on April 6, 2012
Scripture references on this website are closely paraphrased from e–Sword's King James Bible.