Pride for Lunch
Author: Pat Aman

Luke 8:41-42 And behold, there came a man named Jairus, and he was an official of the synagogue; and he fell at Jesus’ feet, and began to entreat Him to come to his house; 42 for he had an only daughter, about twelve years old, and she was dying. (NAS)

Let’s try to put ourselves in Jairus’ place for just a minute here. His young daughter is gravely ill, near death. Jairus is well-known in the community as a teacher, counselor and man of faith. The itinerant Rabbi was strictly to be avoided, off limits according to the leadership in Jerusalem. To meet him or have anything to do with him was to be required to explain yourself, in the very least. It could easily mean to be excommunicated. They were dead serious about it.

But there were also stories, supposedly true ones from good sources, that this Jesus had the power to heal. There were other very interesting tales surrounding this man. Some of which were just too wild to be true. If it were not for the fact that this edict had come down from the top, Jairus might have liked to have at least met this Rabbi and talked with him.

But now he, who was the pillar of strength to the community, was in need of strength beyond his reach. His only daughter was dying and all the prayers he could muster were not changing a thing. All the kind words, which were meant to comfort, only drove the point deeper into his heart. She was slipping away from him like sand through his fingers. God’s gift to his heart was being recalled.

Luke 8:42-44 But as He went, the multitudes were pressing against Him. 43 And a woman who had a hemorrhage for twelve years, and could not be healed by anyone, 44 came up behind Him, and touched the fringe of His cloak; and immediately her hemorrhage stopped. (NAS)

He had to choose. A moment of destiny for himself, his family and his daughter. If this man could heal his daughter and he did not try, he would never be able to forgive himself. The leadership would understand, maybe. And if they did not and he was thrown out, he would still have his beloved child. With that he swallowed his pride and decided. He closed the books on his desk, got up and fairly ran out the door.

The people who had decided to come and see this Jesus were stunned to see one of the leaders in the synagogue there too. They had heard of the letter from the temple leaders, too. Some knew of his situation at home. As Jesus entered the town the large crowd parted slightly and Jairus and Jesus were face-to-face. Jairus in his fine robes and Jesus in his garments covered with dust from the journey. Everything he had thought to say at their meeting fled Jairus’ mind. He managed a brief hello and half choked out the words he dreaded. “My daughter is dying. Please come to my home and touch her.”

He controlled the plea in his voice as much as possible. But it was there. There was no pause in the Rabbi at all. His head tilted slightly to one side as he said, “Of course, please lead the way.” Hope flowed in, hope which had been dripping out like sand from an hourglass. He said he would come, and He didn’t say He couldn’t do it! Jairus struggled to lead the way through the crowd when suddenly he heard Jesus speak. “Who touched me?” A delay. Not now. We have to go. I’ll bring Him back. My daughter, my child is so sick. Please! He knew the woman he spoke with as well. Her situation was well-known. An unstoppable bleeding that had lately begun to take its toll on her. The doctors said that she also was dying.

He wanted to barge in and break it up, but the compassion that this Jesus had shown him, he now also showed this poor woman. No condemnation at all, and there had been fear in her voice and her eyes when she had admitted her actions. The same fear that gripped Jairus’ heart as he met the Rabbi. The very same.

The delay was only minutes. Jairus was stunned at the man’s power to heal and by the gentle power in Jesus’ words and his gaze. The miracle he had just witnessed was almost lost on him in his own need. Then he saw two men coming from his home. He could tell by the look in their eyes, they had horrible news that they would have given anything not to have to deliver. As they met, Jairus steeled himself for the news but it crushed him all the same. His only daughter was dead, beyond help now. The sliver of hope that had swelled inside him was in ashes.

Jesus reached up and put his hand on his shoulder. Jairus looked up expecting pity and saw power and love. “Don’t be afraid, only believe.”

Luke 8:52-53 Now they were all weeping and lamenting for her; but He said, “Stop weeping, for she has not died, but is asleep.” 53 And they began laughing at Him, knowing that she had died. (NAS)

The hired mourners all wore sad faces and tears flowed liberally. Their mock tears ate at Jairus’. Their presence had been arranged. Yet they knew no pain in his daughter’s death. When Jesus instructed them to stop crying they did. When Jesus told them the little girl was only sleeping they mocked Him. They railed on Him and jeered Him. They knew dead, they had seen dead and she was. How unfair of you to raise this man’s hope. How dare you insult us like that? With a single word of command He sent the mourners packing. The authority in that voice made Jairus’ hair on the back of his neck stand to attention. Silence again reigned where there had been wailing before.

Luke 8:54-56 He, however, took her by the hand and called, saying, “Child, arise!” 55 And her spirit returned, and she rose immediately; and He gave orders for something to be given her to eat. 56 And her parents were amazed; but He instructed them to tell no one what had happened. (NAS)

Jesus took a few of his friends and Jairus into the house. Jairus’ wife looked up from beside the still form on her child to her husband. The pain in her eyes was staggering. When she saw Jairus, she did not see the broken father she expected to see. And she saw his companions and was very confused. “Dear, this is Rabbi Jesus who we have all heard so much about. He has agreed to come and heal our daughter.”

She stood up slowly, half in shock at the words. Could it be? She walked toward her husband as Jesus walked toward the mat that held the young girl. Jesus touched her arm as they passed and looked at her with promise and hope in His eyes. She continued over to her husband. Her mouth opened to speak but words would not come. She quietly turned and looked as Jesus knelt beside her child.

Jesus picked up her cool hands and held them for just a second. The term He used was a term of endearment. Jairus would be later struck by the irony that though they had never met, Jesus showed a genuine caring for this little girl. “Princess, time to get up.” There was no lightning or event of any kind. There was a brief pause. Was that a breath she took? Fighting with his unbelief Jairus stared as his daughter’s eyelids fluttered and opened. She sat up, and then stood. Jesus smiled widely at her and gestured her to her parents.

Her mother met her halfway across the floor with a hug. Immediately she checked her daughter’s forehead and cheeks. The burning heat that had radiated was no longer there. It was as if she had never been ill. Before Jairus could gain his wits Jesus asked that they see to it that their daughter had something to eat. It was as if He had somehow known she hadn’t eaten for several days.

Jairus walked over to Jesus and grabbed both arms and embraced them in joy. He hugged Jesus and kissed His cheeks and thanked him from a grateful heart. “Can I do anything for you? I could arrange for you to speak that the synagogue on the Sabbath if you would like? I could arrange for you to meet the leaders of the city? Anything, name it, please.

” The compassionate smile turned to Jairus and said, “Let’s keep this between ourselves, and you are very welcome.”

It was a knowing smile too. Jesus would do nothing to further endanger Jairus’ livelihood or reputation with his leadership. He had gone way out on a limb, stretching his faith for his family. Jesus would honor that. He quickly said His goodbyes and left as the girl snacked on bread and honey with something to drink. He waved from the doorway with his companions. He was gone, leaving the family in wonder.

“How do you keep this a secret?”, Jairus wondered. A miracle happens before your eyes, restores something this precious to you and then you tell no one? It would not be a surprise to me if the family had thrown a block party in celebration.

Jairus swallowed his professional and personal pride to meet Jesus. When he did so, Jesus was able to restore His only daughter to him and her family.

How many times do we prevent Jesus from helping us by not swallowing our pride and going to Him?

Sometimes it takes getting down to were there is nothing else left to hold on to before we do.

There are times when we look back and say, “if only I had. We waited too long.” Jairus abandoned himself to Jesus, as did the woman with the bleeding. Both knew desperation, and both knew redemption from there hopeless plights. They had both reached beyond what they knew to be possible, literally throwing themselves into the dark and trusting Jesus to catch them.

What does it take to get you to that point?

Devotion Written By: Pastor Pat Aman Book © 1996/2021 “Coffee With Pat Daily Devotionals” “Coffee With A Little Spice Of Life” and Westbow Press a division of
© Thomas Nelson and Library of Congress Control Number: 2018910976……….

A New Thing
Written by: Pastor Pat Aman – 2021

(Luke 10:1-2)
“1. After this the Lord appointed seventy-two others and sent them two by two ahead of him to every town and place where he was about to go. …

2. He told them, “The harvest is plentiful, but the workers are few. Ask the Lord of the harvest, therefore, to send out workers into his harvest field.”

Isaiah 43: 19
“See, I am doing a new thing! Now
it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the desert and streams in the wasteland.”

WOW! A New Thing! Such a work as was never yet done in the world.

I cannot believe that it is already October 25, 2021. Where has this year gone?

We cannot reclaim it or undo it. We cannot rest on the great distance it has brought us.

If tomorrow dawns, it will be another day, a new opportunity, and the time to show our faith in Jesus as Lord.

Let’s begin our journey forward Into the last quarter of 2021, knowing that God already inhabits the future and promises to provide us refreshment on our journey there.

God is ready to send His disciples out. He had bought up a generation of workers that are ready to bring in the Harvest.

Are you ready?

I know, Elder Joe and I are willing to step into the last quarter of 2021 by sharing God grace and mercy to a lost and dying world.

And 2022 is already booking up on my calendar. I have Revivals, one in New York, Women’s Conference, a Wedding, and three – 4 weeks Bible Studies on the Book of Revelations.

Plus my weekly counseling sections that I am blessed to do by Father God to teach the world.

This also includes starting a new ministry group for the church we attend and support with all our heart.

And also I have a couple Pastors that I fill in for when they need me. So, I guess Father God is not furnished with the old lady yet?

The most wonderful and amazing event is God is doing a new thing and He is telling us that it is also a new beginning.

It is a time of holiness and purity. A time for us as the body of Christ to clean out the cabinets. Get rid of the old stuff that is holding us back from doing God’s work.

It is to see Father God afresh.
See Father God in His all His glory, and to Worship Him with all of our heart.
It is time to step out and share the good news of Jesus Christ.

Remember when God leads you
into a New Thing, He goes before you and with you and will watch over you and the work, and nothing can come against you or the work you are doing.

Father God is watching over His people and His Word. And the workers He has called will be blessed, and His Word will be fulfill.

Today, right this moment, forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. For God is saying to us, “I am doing a new thing! And there is nothing that can reverse it. You are my servant whom I have chosen, and you shall flow with a freshness of My Spirit, and you will go out into places that people have dried up and places that are dead and I will overflow my Spirit from out of you into the barren places and bring life, and bring fruit and produce a harvest, and, for the honor and glory of the Father God, declares the Lord of Host.”

To proclaim the acceptable year of the Lord, And the day of vengeance of our God; To comfort all who mourn, To console those who mourn in Zion, To give them beauty for ashes, The oil of joy for mourning, The garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; That they may be called trees of righteousness, The planting of the Lord, that He may be glorified.” Isaiah 61:2, 3

Devotion Written By: Pastor Pat Aman Book © 1996/2021 “Coffee With Pat Daily Devotionals” “Coffee With A Little Spice Of Life” and Westbow Press a division of
© Thomas Nelson and Library of Congress Control Number: 2018910976……….

Father God Is Worthy To Be Praised
Author: Pat AH Aman

“Now when He had taken the scroll, the four living creatures and the twenty-four elders fell down before the Lamb, each having a harp, and golden bowls full of incense, which are the prayers of the saints. And they sang a new song, saying: “You are worthy to take the scroll, And to open its seals; For You were slain, And have redeemed us to God by Your blood Out of every tribe and tongue and people and nation, And have made us kings and priests to our God; And we shall reign on the earth.””
‭‭Revelation‬ ‭5:8-10‬ ‭

We all know the worship we do here on earth is not even a 10th of the worship that is in Heaven now, and when Jesus returns for His bride I can only imagine the Worship and Praise that will take place before the Throne of Father God. Because our Praise will ring through the Heavens giving Worship that is due to the Lamb of God.

We will bow down before Father God in worship, humbling ourselves. Falling prostrate before a deity is worship, humbling oneself before One who is greater.

“The four living creatures and the twenty-four elders fell down before the Lamb. Each one had a harp and they were holding golden bowls full of incense, which are the prayers of the saints.” (Revelation 5:8)

I want you to think of it this way.

The 24 elders hold in their hands 24 golden bowls filled with the prayers of God’s people, symbolized as incense rising in a sweet smell before the throne as it is burned.

You and I may not be there now in this heavenly enthronement ceremony, but our prayers are, valued with golden bowls that bear our petitions before the Father God. Our prayers are not forgotten, but heard in the very presence of the Almighty our Father God on high!

As God’s people we are referred to as “saints.” The Greek adjective hagios bears the root meaning “pertaining to being dedicated or consecrated to the service of God, dedicated to God, holy, sacred, that is, reserved for God and God’s service.” Referring to people, it means, “the holy ones, believers, loyal followers, saints,” speaking of Christians as consecrated to God.

We are not called saints because we are perfect, but because we have been made holy by Christ, sanctified, set apart for God’s own service and use. You and I are these holy ones, dedicated to God himself.

Just look and read verse 9 again: “And they sang a new song:
‘You are worthy to take the scroll
and to open its seals,
because you were slain
and with your blood you purchased men for God from every tribe and language and people and nation.
You have made them to be a kingdom and priests to serve our God, and they will reign on the earth.'” (Revelation 5:9-10)

The song explains the Lamb’s worthiness. The Lamb is able to execute God’s plan for the Last Days because he was slain and with the blood produced by his own sacrificial death, he “purchased by His blood the everlasting gift of salvation for all for His Father God.

With regards to persons it means “to secure the rights to someone by paying a price, buy, acquire as property.”

We are the children of Father God. He loves us. He cherishes our prayers. He knows our needs.

If you have not studied Revelations, please do not let all the symbolism that is used keep you from seeing the on spot small secrets of the words of grace, mercy, and love.

They are in every verse and line.

Just read the verses of Father God’s promises to us. Even the little things that explain Father God like this scripture says: The 24 elders hold in their hands 24 golden bowls filled with the prayers of God’s people, symbolized as incense rising in a sweet smell before the throne as it is burned.

Father God makes sure our prayers are held and heard before all of Heaven. And our prayers are sweet smelling love in Heaven.

Devotion Written By: Pastor Pat Aman Book © 1996/2021 “Coffee With Pat Daily Devotionals” “Coffee With A Little Spice Of Life” and Westbow Press a division of
© Thomas Nelson and Library of Congress Control Number: 2018910976……….

“Now when He had taken the scroll, the four living creatures and the twenty-four elders fell down before the Lamb, each having a harp, and golden bowls full of incense, which are the prayers of the saints. And they sang a new song, saying: “You are worthy to take the scroll, And to open its seals; For You were slain, And have redeemed us to God by Your blood Out of every tribe and tongue and people and nation, And have made us kings and priests to our God; And we shall reign on the earth.””
‭‭Revelation‬ ‭5:8-10‬ ‭

We all know the worship we do here on earth is not even a 10th of the worship that is in Heaven now, and when Jesus returns for His bride I can only imagine the Worship and Praise that will take place before the Throne of Father God. Because our Praise will ring through the Heavens giving Worship that is due to the Lamb of God.

We will bow down before Father God in worship, humbling ourselves. Falling prostrate before a deity is worship, humbling oneself before One who is greater.

“The four living creatures and the twenty-four elders fell down before the Lamb. Each one had a harp and they were holding golden bowls full of incense, which are the prayers of the saints.” (Revelation 5:8)

I want you to think of it this way.

The 24 elders hold in their hands 24 golden bowls filled with the prayers of God’s people, symbolized as incense rising in a sweet smell before the throne as it is burned.

You and I may not be there now in this heavenly enthronement ceremony, but our prayers are, valued with golden bowls that bear our petitions before the Father God. Our prayers are not forgotten, but heard in the very presence of the Almighty our Father God on high!

As God’s people we are referred to as “saints.” The Greek adjective hagios bears the root meaning “pertaining to being dedicated or consecrated to the service of God, dedicated to God, holy, sacred, that is, reserved for God and God’s service.” Referring to people, it means, “the holy ones, believers, loyal followers, saints,” speaking of Christians as consecrated to God.

We are not called saints because we are perfect, but because we have been made holy by Christ, sanctified, set apart for God’s own service and use. You and I are these holy ones, dedicated to God himself.

Just look and read verse 9 again: “And they sang a new song:
‘You are worthy to take the scroll
and to open its seals,
because you were slain
and with your blood you purchased men for God from every tribe and language and people and nation.
You have made them to be a kingdom and priests to serve our God, and they will reign on the earth.'” (Revelation 5:9-10)

The song explains the Lamb’s worthiness. The Lamb is able to execute God’s plan for the Last Days because he was slain and with the blood produced by his own sacrificial death, he “purchased by His blood the everlasting gift of salvation for all for His Father God.

With regards to persons it means “to secure the rights to someone by paying a price, buy, acquire as property.”

We are the children of Father God. He loves us. He cherishes our prayers. He knows our needs.

If you have not studied Revelations, please do not let all the symbolism that is used keep you from seeing the on spot small secrets of the words of grace, mercy, and love.

They are in every verse and line.

Just read the verses of Father God’s promises to us. Even the little things that explain Father God like this scripture says: The 24 elders hold in their hands 24 golden bowls filled with the prayers of God’s people, symbolized as incense rising in a sweet smell before the throne as it is burned.

Father God makes sure our prayers are held and heard before all of Heaven. And our prayers are sweet smelling love in Heaven.

Devotion Written By: Pastor Pat Aman Book © 1996/2021 “Coffee With Pat Daily Devotionals” “Coffee With A Little Spice Of Life” and Westbow Press a division of
© Thomas Nelson and Library of Congress Control Number: 2018910976……….

Enjoy the devotion written by:
Lysa TerKeurst an a copyright of Proverbs 31 Ministries

Woman do not condemn yourself or others, but celebrate each other…..

But I’m Nothing Like the Proverbs 31 Woman …
APRIL 25, 2019
Lysa TerKeurst

“Charm is deceitful, and beauty is vain, but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.” Proverbs 31:30 (ESV)

Do you ever get that sinking feeling of not quite measuring up at the mention of the Proverbs 31 woman?

Me too.

I remember when I first read this chapter many years ago as a young wife and mom. I thought the Proverbs 31 woman was overwhelmingly perfect.

And as I’ve walked through a season of extreme hardship in my marriage over the last few years, I’ve found myself not just intimidated by Proverbs 31 but defeated by this wife whose marriage seems full of praises. Even good marriages don’t always have such shiny realities.

That’s why my heart feels especially tender toward those who would rather skip over Proverbs chapter 31. I know what it’s like to have these words sit heavy on your heart with a resounding declaration of “not enough.”

But what if I told you that the heart behind Proverbs 31:10-31 is one of celebration, not condemnation?

The first thing I want us to take note of is that this isn’t just a chapter about a wife of noble character, despite how your Bible titles verses 10-31. It’s a chapter about a woman of valor. A courageous woman. A woman of strength and dignity.

In Jewish culture, these verses are read out loud on the Sabbath as a celebration over the women. This is in no way condemning what they aren’t but celebrating how they are, in their own unique expressions, living out the virtues detailed in this chapter. These aren’t words meant to tell a woman she is supposed to be more. They are a celebration of who she is.

Isn’t that the way it should be?

Courageous women celebrating each other … and those they love celebrating them? All under the banner of honoring God, serving out of love, and smiling at the future. Yes, this is why I love Proverbs 31 and rejoice that our ministry is named after such uplifting Scriptures.

I also love how Proverbs 31:30 reminds us of what’s truly worth celebrating: “Charm is deceitful, and beauty is vain, but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.”

Notice it’s not a woman with a spotless house who is to be praised. It’s not the mom with perfectly behaved children wearing matching, designer outfits. Honestly, it’s not even the woman who’s married and has children.

A woman who fears the Lord is to be praised. This isn’t an “I’m afraid of God” kind of fear. This type of fear refers to having a heart completely in awe of God. It describes a woman who honors God by seeking Him in everything she does and trusting Him wholeheartedly with her life. She has a heart of reverence that overflows into a life of spiritual maturity and wisdom.

And let’s not forget to look at today’s verses within the context of why God gave us this book of the Bible. The very first chapter of Proverbs tells us it exists so we can gain wisdom, instruction, understanding, insight, knowledge, discretion and guidance (as seen in Proverbs 1:1-7). Proverbs 2:1-5 goes on to remind us that as we receive and apply God’s commands, we’ll be able to understand how to find the knowledge of the Lord.

Wisdom is both a gift from God and a process of learning. And Proverbs 2:10 tells us the benefit of this kind of wisdom: It will be pleasant to your soul as it enters your heart.

I know this is a passage of Scripture that can easily trip us up. But what if we take God at His Word and choose to believe these words hold good and pleasant things for us? What if we challenge ourselves to look at Proverbs 31 closely — to see which part of it is a gift to us and which verses we need to learn from? What if we speak these words over ourselves and the other women in our lives as a form of celebration instead of condemnation?

God tucked these words into His Word for all eternity, sweet friends. And that tells me they are needed and meant for our good. Let’s ask Him to help us learn from them today.

Father God, thank You for this beautiful picture You painted in the pages of Scripture. Help me receive these words from You as a gift. Help me hear them spoken over my own life with Your voice of love. And show me how to live them out, according to the unique way You purposefully designed me. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

God Is Not A Half Way God.
Author:
Pat AH Aman

I have learn that when you step out on faith, God can do great and mighty things.

Matthew 17: 14-20 says, ” And when they had come to the multitude, a man came to Him, knelling down to Him and saying, “Lord have mercy on my son for he is an epileptic and suffers severely; for he often falls into the fire and often into the water. So I brought him to Your disciples but they could not cure him.” Then Jesus answered and said, “O faithless and perverse generation, how long shall I be with you? How long shall I bear with you? Bring him here to Me.” And Jesus rebuked the demon, and it came out of him; and the child was cured from that very hour. Then the disciples came to Jesus privately and said, why could we not cast it out? So Jesus said to them, because of your unbelief; for assuredly, I say to you, if you have faith as a mustard seed, you will say to this mountain, move from here to there, and it will move, and nothing will be impossible for you.”

God has a way for getting your need met. Your problem solved. That way is rooted in your faith’s becoming a seed.

Seed Faith. When you plant a seed, God changes the nature of that seed so that it becomes a plant, and the power of life surges in that tender young plant to such a great extent that even a mountain of earth cannot stop it from pushing upward.

Jesus says our faith in God is like a seed. When we put our faith into action, that is, when we release it to God, it takes on a totally new nature. It takes on the nature of a miracle in the making.

What is the mountain in your life?

Loneliness, loss of a job, disease, a wounded relationship, trouble in your home? Something else?

Be encouraged! Jesus shows the way to see that mountain removed!

First, God says that you have a measure of faith Romans 12:3 says, “For I say through the grace given to me, to everyone who is among you not to think of himself more highly than he ought to think, but to think soberly, as God has dealt to each one a measure of faith.” It is resident with you.

Second, God says that this faith comes alive by hearing the word of God. Romans 10:17 “So then faith comes by hearing, and haring by the Word of God.”

Third, God says that you can apply your faith to see your daily needs met.

How?

You do something as an act of your faith. You sow the mustard seed smallness of your faith into an action of love as quoted in Matthew 17:20 in the verse in the beginning of the devotion.

Then, when your faith has been planted and is growing, speak to your mountain and watch God set about its removal.

This is a true story that I read in Readers Digest a few years ago. There was an elderly woman who had to cross a mountain to go to church.

Each Sunday and Wednesday she would walk over the mountain until she soon with age was not able to attend to the hard task. She begin to pray and ask God to remove the mountain so she could go to church. Every morning for one year she would get out of bed, go to her door and say “thank you God that you have move the mountain.”

The one morning a year later she was awaken by aloud noises out side her door. She jump up, went to the door and saw a line of bull dozers and trucks. She got dress and went out side to see what was taking place. The contractor told her that they were taking the mountain down to build a mall.

Hey guess what?

God not only removed the mountain, but he gave her cement to walk on all the way to the church. Oh yea, an a place close to her house to go shopping.

See God does not do it half way. He is a loving God. We may not understand why things happen, but God knows the whole picture.

Devotion Written By: Pastor Pat Aman Book © 1996/2021 “Coffee With Pat Daily Devotionals” “Coffee With A Little Spice Of Life” and Westbow Press a division of
© Thomas Nelson and Library of Congress Control Number: 2018910976……….

John 13:20 “Very truly I tell you, whoever accepts anyone I send accepts Me; and whoever accepts Me accepts the One who sent Me.”

” Do not stay where you are tolerated. Go, where you are celebrated.” PAA

Have such an oil of anointing in your life that words of hate and discord just fall right off of you when they try to hit you.”

We all need to feel part of a society that accepts us totally. We all want to belong to a world where every single person’s life matters and every single choice is respected.

I think of the three years of Jesus ministry. Jesus commission His faithful disciples for the work that is yet to come. Unknown to them, they are about to experience and endure the three most intense and grueling days of Jesus’ three year ministry. Their cozy world is about to be turned upside down and inside out. Their lives will never be the same, and their mission will be enormous: they will be charged with sharing to the entire world Jesus’ message of resurrection and salvation. And I am sure there were places that they were not accepted.

The importance of acceptance, then, is not the acceptance by Father God of who we are on our terms, but our personal acceptance of His son Jesus on God’s terms.

This is the only acceptance we need to be concerned about. When we have this acceptance the oil of anointing will be so strong in your life that words of hate and discord will just flee from you.

(And into whatsoever city or town ye shall enter, enquire who in it is worthy; and there abide till ye go thence. And when ye come into an house, salute it. And if the house be worthy, let your peace come upon it: but if it be not worthy, let your peace return to you. And whosoever shall not receive you, nor hear your words, when ye depart out of that house or city, shake off the dust of your feet. (“Verily I say unto you, It shall be more tolerable for the land of Sodom and Gomorrha in the day of judgment, than for that city.”)
‭‭Matthew‬ ‭10:11-15‬

Sudden Quiet
Author: Pat Aman

Have you ever read something, and it just seemed routine, and you forgot about it shortly, and then later you read it, and wow, it popped off the page to you, and seemed so meaningful?

I mean we often are so busy, that things just don’t sink in, because our minds are going in so many different directions.

I often think this could be part of the problem not only with our relationships but with our spiritual life. We get wrapped up in everything except something that profits our soul.

Suppose for a minute we could clear our mind of the clutter. Suppose we shut off the problems filling our heads and worrying us, suppose we shut off the thinking about things we need to do, suppose we shut off thinking about others, or how upset we are or what they did, or what they should have done. Suppose we held up a mental stop sign and said Quiet everyone… I’m cleaning house.

Now… I can take time to listen for God. Nothing else. Just Him.

If we did this each morning, even for a brief time we would see immediate results in the way we deal with life, others, and most certainly it would give God time to impart peace into our spirit. And hope, and inspiration. And… reassurance.

What if you made this your goal this week?

Just a quiet time with God every day. Where you raised a stop sign and quieted everything in the world, but meditation upon God. And listen for that precious still small voice. Oh, how we need this my friend.

Think about it, don’t you need refreshing in your spirit?

Don’t you need fresh hope? Don’t you need encouragement?

Well what are you waiting for?

Don’t neglect the One who loves you more than anyone else and has the answers to all you need. Take time for God!

Wait on the Lord; Be of good courage, And He shall strengthen your heart Wait, I say, on the Lord! Psalm 27:14

Wait and hope for and expect the Lord; be brave and of good courage, and let your heart be stout and enduring. Yes, wait and hope for and expect the Lord. Remember your source of strength is Christ, you cannot run the race of life successfully without a close, enduring, daily, ongoing vital relationship with Him.

With our God we shall do valiantly!

Devotion Written By: Pastor Pat Aman Book © 1996/2021 “Coffee With Pat Daily Devotionals” “Coffee With A Little Spice Of Life” and Westbow Press a division of
© Thomas Nelson and Library of Congress Control Number: 2018910976……….

You Are Worth a Million Dollars, Plus
Author; Pat AH Aman
September 6, 2003

As I think about life, I wonder? Life is a lot like currency. Our worth is according to how we feel about ourselves.

The dollar can be broken down into the quarter, dime, nickel, and penny.

The quarter can be broken down into the dime, nickel, and penny.

The dime can be broken down into the nickel and penny.

The nickel can be broken down into the penny.

The penny can be broken down into nothing.

After dwelling on the information above for a while, I thought. And you know me, hum, that is a sermon.

You know the penny is the penny. Without it other coins of money could not exists.

The penny is the only coin made able to stand alone and still have value in, and of itself. Yet the penny is often underappreciated, overlooked and seen as worthless, as something that can be disregarded, as something that isn’t important, because its value is small in the eyes of the world.

Maybe you feel like that too? Maybe you feel underappreciated, overlooked, and worthless. Maybe you feel disregarded and unimportant, like your value is small in the eyes of the world. If so, you are not alone.

Two thousand years ago, long before the penny and long before you or me, a man came to this earth as a tiny, underappreciated baby who was overlooked and seen as worthless by many in the eyes of this world. Yet He was not worthless; in fact, He was priceless.

That baby was small, though. And the penny may be small. And you may be only one person. But that baby was important, and the penny is important, and you are important…. simply because you exist.

Like the penny, you do have worth. Like that tiny baby (and because of that tiny baby), you do have value. You, are the building block that helps make everything else complete.

As you remember the tiny, underappreciated baby Jesus who came to this earth to become the ultimate building block for us all.

The word of God tells us that He knew us before we were conceived. That he knows and has every hair on our head numbered.

I want you to know that You are important. God does not make mistakes. You were put on this earth for a purpose.

Now take the time and stop and ask God to lead you in the direction you should go. And what He wants you to do for Him today.

We are His Disciples, and He has called us to tell the world about His love and tell the world to be ready, because He is coming again.

Every day, Jesus calls. Every day, we answer. Some days we run to keep up with His long strides. Other days we hang back with reluctance wishing He would turn His gaze elsewhere. Yet He keeps calling. Our response, whether joyful or timid or sullen, is our answer to His call.

Oh, He’s heard all kinds of answers before. He’s heard them from Peter, John, Thomas, Judas and others of that special band of twelve. And He’s heard them from the Seth’s, Mary’s, Benjamins, Daniels, and the countless other folks who followed Him from the Sea of Galilee to Jerusalem. All were disciples. His every day disciples.

You see, His disciples weren’t only the twelve Apostles. They were ordinary people like you and me. They might have met Him on a dusty road or encountered Him at the village well. Perhaps they prayed with Him at services or chatted with Him as they toiled at daily chores. But once He entered their lives, they responded. That’s the way it is with everyday discipleship. He is there. He calls. We answer. However, faint, our answer puts us among the ranks of His disciples.

So, do not wait on the Preacher, Teacher, and the Head Deacon, to do the job God called you to do. That is to live for Him daily. When you asked Jesus to come into your heart, you became a disciple. And one day you, as I will stand before God and He will hold us accountable for what we did and did not do. So, do not blame the Preacher, Teacher, and the Head Deacon for the lost souls around you. Take up your cross and do His will.

(John 7: 38) says, “He that believeth on me, as the scriptures hath said, out of his belly shall flow rivers of living water.” NKJV

Devotion Written By: Pastor Pat Aman Book © 1996/2021 “Coffee With Pat Daily Devotionals” “Coffee With A Little Spice Of Life” and Westbow Press a division of
© Thomas Nelson and Library of Congress Control Number: 2018910976……….

Seasons Of Our Life
Author: Reverend Patricia Aman
Coffee With Pat Ministries

“To everything there is a season, A time for every purpose under heaven: A time to be born, And a time to die; A time to plant, And a time to pluck what is planted;”
‭‭Ecclesiastes‬ ‭3:1-2‬

There are many things in Fathers God’s big beautiful world that I love and appreciate, and the splendor and majesty of home and family warms my heart. And when the days are filled relaxing on the front porch, with a cup of warm apple cider and feeling the coolness of the fall season is nearing, I am in my happy place.

I love autumn best of all seasons and every few days, something in the mood of the day reminds me that autumn is on its way. Autumn Memories is my favorite season.

Spring is tender and summer lush, but it is fall that touches my heart strings in the most wonderful season. I don’t really know why I love the freshening wind, the earthy colors, the crackle of leaves when you walk through the forest. I love the early twilight, the fields being harvest, sitting around the fire pit listening and smelling the snapping of wood burning and birds heading south. Browns and greens, burnt orange, deep purple and scarlet. The colors of fall are the colors of turning leaves and turned soil. And just a glimpse of any of these colors in other seasons brings autumn to my mind.

But, I also think of seasons in our life.

Spring, is a time of new birth, growing, refreshing and restoration. Spring is a time for us to embark on new journeys and start new projects with fresh ideas.

Summer, sets us free and nourishes us and sustains with the excitement of life with new adventures The days are longer, and the nights are warm and welcoming.

Fall, think of this as nature’s one last adventure before fading away into winter. In the realm of life, this is like dying away and burial of old fading life. It is a time to be thankful for what we have experienced throughout the year and begin to wind down for rest and prepare for next year.

Winter, a time of rest and reflection as our activities seems to come to a standstill as dormancy. Winter is a time to analyze your actions. Think of the year that has passed and think of the blessings of the coming year. A time to rest and restore ourselves for the new birth of spring.

But, again Autumn is my favorite time of the year. A time when I think of Father God getting ready to remold me into His perfect image. He will remove every chipped , cracked, stained and broken pieces of my life, as He takes away my stubbornness of myself, and makes me precious in His sight.

Devotion Written By: Pastor Pat Aman Book © 1996/2021 “Coffee With Pat Daily Devotionals” “Coffee With A Little Spice Of Life” and Westbow Press a division of
© Thomas Nelson and Library of Congress Control Number: 2018910976……….