Fresh Cup of Coffee with Pastor Dewey

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Dear Family of our Lord Jesus Christ,

How are you today?

We are praying for you!

Getting ready for the radio program today! “The World We Live In” at 12:05pm mt on KDAZ AM730 or live from the FGGAM website.

We love you all so much!

Sharon flew into Albuquerque at midnight, back from Denver where Stephanie’s baby shower took place. Baby girl is due Feb. 14th! Please keep praying for Stephanie and baby! Our first grandchild! PRAISE GOD!!!

Please listen to my latest sermon:

Sermon Podcast ‘Invitation To The Thirsty’ By Pastor Dewey Moede – 1-18-15

I have three stories I want to share with you this morning……..

Public Domain CC0The Fence

There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily, gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.

Finally the day came when the boy didn’t lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.

The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said “you have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one.” You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won’t matter how many times you say I’m sorry, the wound is still there. Make sure you control your temper the next time you are tempted to say something you will regret later.

– Author Unknow

pennyJUST A PENNY

You always hear the usual stories of pennies on the sidewalk being good luck, gifts from angels, etc. This is the first time I’ve ever heard this twist on the story. Gives you something to think about.

Several years ago, a friend of mine and her husband were invited to spend the weekend at the home of her husband’s employer.
My friend, Arlene, was nervous about the weekend. The boss was very wealthy, with a fine home on the waterway, and cars costing more than her house.

The first day and evening went well, and Arlene was delighted to have this rare glimpse into how the very wealthy live. Her husband’s employer was quite generous as a host, and took them to the finest restaurants. Arlene knew she would never have the opportunity to indulge in this kind of extravagance again, so was enjoying herself immensely.

As the three of them were about to enter an exclusive restaurant one evening, the boss was walking slightly ahead of Arlene and her husband.
He stopped suddenly, looking down on the pavement for a long, silent moment.
Arlene wondered if she was supposed to pass him. There was nothing on the ground except a single darkened penny that someone had dropped, and a few cigarette butts. Still silent, the man reached down and picked up the penny.
He held it up and smiled, then put it in his pocket as if he had found a great treasure.
How absurd! What need did this man have for a single penny? Why would he even take the time to stop and pick it up?

Throughout dinner, the entire scene nagged at her Finally, she could stand it no longer. She casually mentioned that her daughter once had a coin collection, and asked if the penny he had found had been of some value.

A smile crept across the man’s face as he reached into his pocket for the penny and held it out for her to see. She had seen many pennies before! What was the point of this?

“Look at it,” he said. “Read what it says.”
She read the words, ” United States of America ..”

“No, not that. Read further.”

“One cent?”
“No, keep reading.”

“In God we Trust?”
“Yes!”
“And?. . ..”

“And if I trust in God, the name of God is holy, even on a coin. Whenever I find a coin, I see that inscription. It is written on every single United States coin, but we never seem to notice it! God drops a message right in front of me telling me to trust Him. Who am I to pass it by? When I see a coin, I pray. I stop to see if my trust IS in God at that moment. I pick the coin up as a response to God; that I do trust in Him. For a short time, at least, I cherish it as if it were gold. I think it is God’s way of starting a conversation with me. Lucky for me, God is patient and pennies are plentiful!”

When I was out shopping today, I found a penny on the sidewalk. I stopped and picked it up, and realized that I had been worrying and fretting in my mind about things I cannot change. I read the words, “In God We Trust,” and had to laugh. “Yes, God, I get the message!”

It seems that I have been finding an inordinate number of pennies in the last few months, but then, pennies are plentiful! And, God is patient.

I just love this story! Thank you Darlene Quiring of Mt. Lake, Minnesota for sending this in! You are such a gift from God to us! Sharon and I love you so much! God Bless you and yours! Amen!

I asked FGGAM Board member Kathy Garcia of Albuquerque, NM if I could post this wonderful tribute that she wrote about her Dear, Dear, friend Martha Fitch….what a message for all of us!

Last night a wonderful, beautiful and godly woman, Martha Fitch went home. Martha was my spiritual mother, mentor and friend for more than 30 years. Many women will be able to say the same for themselves. During those years we worked, played, vacationed and served God together. Martha was the truest of friend as she often times spoke correction into my life, prayed me through some of my darkest hours, gave me affirmation when I needed reassurance. She allowed me that same privilege in her life. We laughed and cried together. We would at times literally pray together for hours at a time. She loved my mother, daughters and grandchildren. She gave of her life to them. She believed in me no matter any controversy that might have been presenting itself. She knew me well and trusted what she knew. There is a huge gaping hole in my heart without her, but I know she has won her race and obtained the gold. She ran her race and many lives were changed or were enhanced because of her life. I love you Martha, thank you for loving me.

What a tremendous testimony of Godly friendship! Thank you Kathy for this message! God Bless you and God Bless the memory of Martha!

What kind of friendships do you have?

Are you a trusted friend?

Do you gossip?

Do you buy into rumors?

Are you double minded?

Proverbs 18:24

A man of many companions may come to ruin, but there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother.

Ecclesiastes 4:9-12

Two are better than one, because they have a good reward for their toil. For if they fall, one will lift up his fellow. But woe to him who is alone when he falls and has not another to lift him up! Again, if two lie together, they keep warm, but how can one keep warm alone? And though a man might prevail against one who is alone, two will withstand him—a threefold cord is not quickly broken.

John 15:13

Greater love has no one than this, that someone lay down his life for his friends.

Proverbs 27:17

Iron sharpens iron, and one man sharpens another.

Proverbs 17:17

A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for adversity.

1 Thessalonians 5:11

Therefore encourage one another and build one another up, just as you are doing.

1 Corinthians 15:33

Do not be deceived: “Bad company ruins good morals.”

Proverbs 27:9

Oil and perfume make the heart glad, and the sweetness of a friend comes from his earnest counsel.

May God Bless you and yours forever and forever! Dewey, Sharon, Family and FGGAM team

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