John 3: 16

In the city of Chicago, one cold, dark night, a blizzard was setting in. A little boy was selling newspapers on the corner, the people were in and out of the cold.

The little boy was so cold that he wasn’t trying to sell many papers.
He walked up to a policeman and said, “Mister, you wouldn’t happen to know where a poor boy could find a warm place to sleep tonight would you?

You see, I sleep in a box up around the corner there and down the alley and it’s awful cold in there, for tonight. Sure would be nice to have a warm place to stay.”

The policeman looked down at the little boy and said, “You go down the street to that big white house and you knock on the door. When they come out the door you just say John 3:16 and they will let you in.”

So he did, he walked up the steps to the door, and knocked on the door and a lady answered. He looked up and said, “John 3:16.”

The lady said, “Come on in, Son.” She took him in and she sat him down in a split bottom rocker in front of a great big old fireplace and she went off. He sat there for a while, and thought to himself “John 3:16…. I don’t understand it, but it sure makes a cold boy warm.”

Later she came back and asked him “Are you hungry?”

He said, “Well, just a little. I haven’t eaten in a couple of days and I guess I could stand a little bit of food.”

The lady took him in the kitchen and sat him down to a table full of wonderful food. He ate and ate until he couldn’t eat any more. Then he thought to himself “John 3:16… Boy, I sure don’t understand it, but it sure makes a hungry boy full.”

She took him upstairs to a bathroom to a huge bathtub filled with warm water and he sat there and soaked for a while.

As he soaked, thought to himself, “John 3:16… I sure don’t understand it, but it sure makes a dirty boy clean. You know, I’ve not had a bath, a real bath, in my whole life. The only bath I ever had was when I stood in front of That big old fire hydrant as they flushed it out.”

The lady came in and got him, and took him to a room and tucked him into a big old feather bed and pulled the covers up around his neck and kissed him goodnight and turned out the lights.

As he laid in the darkness and looked out the window at the snow coming down on that cold night he thought to himself, “John 3:16… I don’t understand it, but it sure makes a tired boy rested.”

The next morning she came back up and took him down again to that same big table full of food. After he ate she took him back to that same big old split bottom rocker in front of the fireplace and she took a big old Bible and sat down in front of him and she looked up at and she asked, “Do you understand John 3:16?”

He said, “No, Ma’am, I don’t. The first time I ever heard it was last night when the policeman told me to use it.”

She opened the Bible to John 3:16, and she began to explain to him about Jesus. Right there in front of that big old fireplace he gave his heart and life to Jesus. He sat there and thought, “John 3:16. I don’t understand it, but it sure makes a lost boy feel safe.”

You know, I have to confess I don’t understand it either, how God would be willing to send His Son to die for me, and how Jesus would agree to do such a thing.

I don’t understand it either, but it sure does make life worth living.

With many peaceful blessings




Open Doors

As you read your Bible – both Old and New Testaments – you will be very much aware of how many people have been persecuted, tortured and abused, for their religious beliefs.

Jesus, of course, made the ultimate sacrifice when he died on the cross at Calvary to save our sins.

From an early age, Jesus knew that one day he would be called upon to give up His life – for all mankind.

But it didn’t stop there.

Even after Jesus was crucified, His Apostles and Disciples, following Pentecost, when the Holy Spirit descended upon them and they began to speak in many tongues, faced great persecution as they travelled through many countries spreading the powerful teachings and messages which Jesus had shared with them before His death.

And today, in the 21st Century, many Christians throughout the world are facing great persecution, albeit, perhaps, in a slightly different format to when the Apostles and Disciples were preaching Jesus’ Gospel.

On July 15th 1955, a young man called Andrew stepped off the train in Warsaw’s Central Station, carrying a suitcase containing a change of clothes and hundreds of booklets entitled ‘The Way of Salvation’.

That trip changed Andrew’s life. There, behind the Iron Curtain, he first met Christians who were persecuted for their faith.

Ever since that day he has dedicated himself to the task of supporting and strengthening persecuted Christians, first in the Communist countries of Europe, and then further afield.

This was the beginning of Open Doors.

Since 1955 Open Doors has developed as an international ministry serving persecuted Christians and churches throughout the world.

Open Doors supplies Bibles, leadership training, literacy programmes, livelihood support and advocacy services.

As Syria’s civil war grinds on after four long years, the news in the media appears relentlessly negative. But there is also something much more positive happening: Muslims are finding Jesus.

An Open Doors contact send in this report after visiting a church in Lebanon.

“Early in the morning, buses stop in front of the building. Groups of Syrian refugees jump out and walk into the church. The pastor had to start a second service on Sunday mornings to have enough place for refugees and his own church members.

“One hardly can believe what happens. Veiled women singing praises to God. Later, their children singing with all their heart two moving songs, filling the building with joy and painting many smiles on their parents’ faces.

“In Lebanon, a miracle has happened. Where many Lebanese Christians hated the Syrians because of the things Syrians did during the occupation of Lebanon less than a decade ago, they now embrace them. The love of Christ makes them love the 1.5 million refugees that now are everywhere in the small country.

“But not only in Lebanon the churches see many (ex) Muslims enter the church buildings. Also in Syria this is what pastors and priests report. Recently a young Christian woman from Syria even said: ‘Thank God that we have gone through this crisis, we as a church became stronger because of it’.

“Could we ever dream of Sunni Muslims coming to our church?” a Lebanese pastor asks. “Of course not, we prayed for a long time for this to happen. Now is the time. The Church of the future will have an Islamic flavour. This is an amazing time that we are living.”

Let us give thanks that God/the Holy Spirit is building His church in Syria!

And let us pray that the Holy Spirit will continue to help the church to shine brightly in the midst of all the darkness.

For further information about Open Doors please take a look at:-

Open Doors needs all your love and support in helping them to make the lives of as many persecuted Christians as possible more durable.

With many peaceful blessings


Asking Jesus To Come Into Your Life

Visualize Jesus knocking on your door, asking to come into your life.

You want Him to come into your life, or perhaps you want to make sure that He has come into your life.

It might help you to say this prayer, phrase by phrase, quietly, slowly, thoughtfully, thinking carefully what you are saying and what you are wanting.

Lord Jesus Christ,

I know that I have sinned in my thoughts, words and deeds.

There are so many good things that I have not done.

There are so many sinful things I have done.

I am so very sorry for my sins and I shall now turn from everything that I know to be wrong.

You gave your life upon the cross for me.

Gratefully I give my life back to you.

Now I ask you to come into my life.

Come in as my Lord to control me.

Come in as my friend to be with me.

And I will serve you all the remaining years of my life in complete obedience.



With many peaceful blessings



God Loves You

“Good morning,” said a woman as she walked up to the man sitting on the ground.

The man slowly looked up.

This was a woman clearly accustomed to the finer things of life. Her coat was new. She looked like she had never missed a meal in her life.

His first thought was that she wanted to make fun of him, like so many others had done before. “Leave me alone,” he growled….

To his amazement, the woman continued standing.

She was smiling — her even white teeth displayed in dazzling rows. “Are you hungry?” she asked.

“No,” he answered sarcastically. “I’ve just come from dining with the president. Now go away.”

The woman’s smile became even broader. Suddenly the man felt a gentle hand under his arm.

“What are you doing, lady?” the man asked angrily. “I said to leave me alone.

Just then a policeman came up. “Is there any problem, ma’am?” he asked.

“No problem here, officer,” the woman answered. “I’m just trying to get this man to his feet. Will you help me?”

The officer scratched his head. “That’s old Jack. He’s been a fixture around here for a couple of years. What do you want with him?”

“See that cafeteria over there?” she asked. “I’m going to get him something to eat and get him out of the cold for a little while.”

“Are you crazy, lady?” the homeless man resisted. “I don’t want to go in there!” Then he felt strong hands grab his other arm and lift him up. “Let me go, officer. I didn’t do anything.”

“This is a good deal for you, Jack” the officer answered. “Don’t blow it.”

Finally, and with some difficulty, the woman and the police officer got Jack into the cafeteria and sat him at a table in a remote corner. It was the middle of the morning, so most of the breakfast crowd had already left and the lunch bunch had not yet arrived…

The manager strode across the cafeteria and stood by his table. “What’s going on here, officer?” he asked. “What is all this, is this man in trouble?”

“This lady brought this man in here to be fed,” the policeman answered.

“Not in here!” the manager replied angrily. “Having a person like that here is bad for business.”

Old Jack smiled a toothless grin. “See, lady. I told you so. Now if you’ll let me go. I didn’t want to come here in the first place.”

The woman turned to the cafeteria manager and smiled……. “Sir, are you familiar with Eddy and Associates, the banking firm down the street?”

“Of course I am,” the manager answered impatiently. “They hold their weekly meetings in one of my banquet rooms.”

“And do you make a godly amount of money providing food at these weekly meetings?”

“What business is that of yours?”

I, sir, am Penelope Eddy, president and CEO of the company.”


The woman smiled again. “I thought that might make a difference.” She glanced at the cop who was busy stifling a giggle. “Would you like to join us in a cup of coffee and a meal, officer?”

“No thanks, ma’am,” the officer replied. “I’m on duty.”

“Then, perhaps, a cup of coffee to go?”

“Yes, ma’am. That would be very nice.”

The cafeteria manager turned on his heel, “I’ll get your coffee for you right away, officer.”

The officer watched him walk away. “You certainly put him in his place,” he said.

“That was not my intent. Believe it or not, I have a reason for all this.”

She sat down at the table across from her amazed dinner guest. She stared at him intently. “Jack, do you remember me?”

Old Jack searched her face with his old, rheumy eyes. “I think so — I mean you do look familiar.”

“I’m a little older perhaps,” she said. “Maybe I’ve even filled out more than in my younger days when you worked here, and I came through that very door, cold and hungry.”

“Ma’am?” the officer said questioningly. He couldn’t believe that such a magnificently turned out woman could ever have been hungry.

“I was just out of college,” the woman began. “I had come to the city looking for a job, but I couldn’t find anything. Finally, I was down to my last few cents and had been kicked out of my apartment. I walked the streets for days. It was February and I was cold and nearly starving. I saw this place and walked in on the off chance that I could get something to eat.”

Jack lit up with a smile. “Now I remember,” he said. “I was behind the serving counter. You came up and asked me if you could work for something to eat. I said that it was against company policy.”

“I know,” the woman continued. “Then you made me the biggest roast beef sandwich that I had ever seen, gave me a cup of coffee, and told me to go over to a corner table and enjoy it. I was afraid that you would get into trouble. Then, when I looked over and saw you put the price of my food in the cash register, I knew then that everything would be all right.”

“So you started your own business?” Old Jack said.

“I got a job that very afternoon. I worked my way up. Eventually I started my own business that, with the help of God, prospered.” She opened her purse and pulled out a business card. “When you are finished here, I want you to pay a visit to a Mr. Lyons…He’s the personnel director of my company.

I’ll go talk to him now and I’m certain he’ll find something for you to do around the office.”

She smiled. “I think he might even find the funds to give you a little advance so that you can buy some clothes and get a place to live until you get on your feet… If you ever need anything, my door is always opened to you.”

There were tears in the old man’s eyes. “How can I ever thank you?” he said.

“Don’t thank me,” the woman answered. “To God goes the glory. Thank Jesus…… He led me to you.”

Outside the cafeteria, the officer and the woman paused at the entrance before going their separate ways….

“Thank you for all your help, officer,” she said.

“On the contrary, Ms. Eddy,” he answered. “Thank you. I saw a miracle today, something that I will never forget.  And thank you for the coffee.”

God is going to shift things around for you today and let things work in your favor.

If you believe, send it.

If you don’t believe, delete it.

God closes doors no man can open and God opens doors no man can close.

If you need God to open some doors for you…send this on.


With many peaceful blessings


The Lord is my Shepherd

I am very pleased to be able to offer you our new inspirational e-book based upon Psalm 23 – The Lord is my Shepherd – written by Angelene Jacob, a lay preacher from South Africa.

Copies are now available in .pdf format for only £2.95.

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With many peaceful blessings


The Parable of the Two Olive Trees

There is a parable that tells of two godly old men who planted olive trees so that someday they could have olives to eat and have a supply of oil.

As the first one planted his tree, he prayed: “Lord, it needs rain, that its tender roots may drink and swell. Please send gentle showers.” And the Lord sent gentle showers.

“Lord,” he prayed again, “my tree needs warmth; please send sunshine.” And the Lord sent sunshine.”

“Now send frost, Lord, to make its fibers tough.” And, behold, the little tree stood sparkling with frost.

But one evening it died. The next day he went to see his friend and found his tree growing well.

“I prayed for rain and sun and frost,” he said, “and my tree died.”

Then his friend said, “I entrusted my tree to God. God made it, He knows better than I what it needs. So I make no conditions, but simply pray, “Lord, send what it needs. Storm or sunshine, wind, rain, or frost, as Thou knowest what is best’; and behold, it grows well!”

So whatever God permits to come into your life, easy experiences or hard ones, joy or sorrow, you can be sure that God is permitting it so you can grow up in favor with God and with man.


With many peaceful blessings


E-Books from the Pen of Geoffrey Keyte

Can you help us to achieve our target of selling 1,000 £1.00 e-books before June 30th?

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With many peaceful blessings