MEE:
THese guys cannot give you scriptural proof.
They can quote scriptures and say that is what they mean. They can pull down greek lexicons and try to interpret them on an intellectual level. They can use big words to make themselves look important and tell us that we are not being logical. This is why we have so many dead churches across this country. Too many preachers who are intelligent but have no heart for the ministry.
We can read the scriptures for ourselves and know exactly what it does and does not say. They can argue about tongues, eternal security, gifts of the spirit and the supernatural but all they are going to have is a dead, cold and formal religion not a living vibrant belief. The Baptist church I attend right now three years ago was alive and vibrant and on fire for God but today it is dead and boring and dwindling in numbers. Attendance has dropped nearly 50%. The reason is the Pastor has become an intellect. His messages are cold and boring. They reach no one. They seem to be out of some seminar or book instead of from the alive and vibrant word of God. He tells us what the Greek lexicon says about the subject but the people wants to hear what God says through his word.
We are criticized for having emotions but I would rather have emotions then be stone cold spiritually dead. I don't regret that I can weep for souls. I don't regret I can have joy and happiness in Jesus. I feel great when I get up to sing a special and the spirit of God anoints me and uses me so he can reach deep into the souls of the people listening and they can receive blessing. I am glad that when I pray for someone to be healed I can expect an answer. If I didn't have faith in God and the supernatural when I was diagnosed with diabetes right after 9-11 I would still be on insulin pills, having to prick my finger two to three times a day and worrying about things diabetes can effect but Praise God, he healed me. My blood was running 400 to 500 in sugar count and now it is back to normal running 70 to 120. I know God healed me and all these who deny the power of God can scoff all they want to but it doesn't change things.
Back in 1977 two weeks before the pastor of the church I attended was killed in a head on collision God gave me a dream that I was walking across the parking lot to the sanctuary when a young man came up to me and told me the pastor had been killed. I was wearing a Navy blue suit carrying my Bible. I told others about the dream. Two weeks later this event took place exactly step by step as in the dream. So no one can convince me that the supernatural ended with the death of the apostles.
47 years ago last week in Enid, Oklahoma my mom was giving birth to me. When they did the episiotomy they cut too deep and she started to bleed to death. They gave her a transfusion which poisoned my blood since I had not been delivered. When I was delivered they gave me a transfusion but my body rejected it. I was dying. The doctors said there was no hope. They called my uncle in from Korea to give me another transfusion and it failed but when my granddad prayed for me God intervened and now 47 years later I can still praise him for this. So you will never convince me that my God doesn't heal anymore.
THese guys cannot give you scriptural proof.
They can quote scriptures and say that is what they mean. They can pull down greek lexicons and try to interpret them on an intellectual level. They can use big words to make themselves look important and tell us that we are not being logical. This is why we have so many dead churches across this country. Too many preachers who are intelligent but have no heart for the ministry.
We can read the scriptures for ourselves and know exactly what it does and does not say. They can argue about tongues, eternal security, gifts of the spirit and the supernatural but all they are going to have is a dead, cold and formal religion not a living vibrant belief. The Baptist church I attend right now three years ago was alive and vibrant and on fire for God but today it is dead and boring and dwindling in numbers. Attendance has dropped nearly 50%. The reason is the Pastor has become an intellect. His messages are cold and boring. They reach no one. They seem to be out of some seminar or book instead of from the alive and vibrant word of God. He tells us what the Greek lexicon says about the subject but the people wants to hear what God says through his word.
We are criticized for having emotions but I would rather have emotions then be stone cold spiritually dead. I don't regret that I can weep for souls. I don't regret I can have joy and happiness in Jesus. I feel great when I get up to sing a special and the spirit of God anoints me and uses me so he can reach deep into the souls of the people listening and they can receive blessing. I am glad that when I pray for someone to be healed I can expect an answer. If I didn't have faith in God and the supernatural when I was diagnosed with diabetes right after 9-11 I would still be on insulin pills, having to prick my finger two to three times a day and worrying about things diabetes can effect but Praise God, he healed me. My blood was running 400 to 500 in sugar count and now it is back to normal running 70 to 120. I know God healed me and all these who deny the power of God can scoff all they want to but it doesn't change things.
Back in 1977 two weeks before the pastor of the church I attended was killed in a head on collision God gave me a dream that I was walking across the parking lot to the sanctuary when a young man came up to me and told me the pastor had been killed. I was wearing a Navy blue suit carrying my Bible. I told others about the dream. Two weeks later this event took place exactly step by step as in the dream. So no one can convince me that the supernatural ended with the death of the apostles.
47 years ago last week in Enid, Oklahoma my mom was giving birth to me. When they did the episiotomy they cut too deep and she started to bleed to death. They gave her a transfusion which poisoned my blood since I had not been delivered. When I was delivered they gave me a transfusion but my body rejected it. I was dying. The doctors said there was no hope. They called my uncle in from Korea to give me another transfusion and it failed but when my granddad prayed for me God intervened and now 47 years later I can still praise him for this. So you will never convince me that my God doesn't heal anymore.