Senior Pastor Rev. Bernie G. Garcia

Pastor´s Notes

Words of Life for May 2015

22 † And we would ask, Lord, that You would bless this morning, all across the nation, as it's celebrating this memorial day of Mother's Day. But may this not just be a--a mother's day; may every day be so. God, grant this morning, that mothers, women, who are wandered away from God, that they will come to theirselves this morning and will recognize that what the word mother means, "one who has begotten." May she realize that the offsprings from her union with her husband has been sacred little gems that God has placed under her care. Then God will hold her responsible for the rearing of those children. And as the Scripture says, that the good woman, and the mother what she is, that her children will call her blessed.

31 † Mother is so great. You know, the first one that receives you is--this life is your mother. No one can touch you, because you're conceived, and she bears you under her heart. And she is the first to know you, and the first to, in this life, to--to hold you. Then when you're born, she is the--one of the first hands that touch you and wipes back the tears out of your eye. She's the first one to pat you and to love you, and to coo over you, in this life, is your mother. Now, I think that there is not enough honor that we could give to a mother. Mother is first with the child, and she's a great responsibility of what that child will be, will be based upon the way that mother starts that child on the path that it must travel. Mother has the responsibility from God to place that child on the right road. And I think that's why mothers has a special little touch.

33 † I know of a boy in this city. I think his mother's present now. He's almost my age. But I don't say this to hurt the mother, because that she has enough hurts, as all mothers. But the boy drinks, and he drinks heavy. And when he gets real drunk, he will come home, and jump in the bed with his mother, and put his arms around her. And he's got grandchildren. But there's something about just the pat of a mother that seems to take a--a different place than anything else can touch, that is, in this life, humanly speaking.

34 † You know, a man like Moses, he... If I could credit anything to his character, it was because he had a God sent mother. You know it was she that had prayed, Jochebed, and had longed for this baby. And when he was born, she was the one who cooed him, and cuddled him, and built the ark, and placed him in the bulrushes, when her poor heart breaking. Her only little baby, and it was the--the most outstanding little chunk that was in all the world. And how a mother likes any baby, but to see this special little fellow... And then, in her heart she knew that he was born for a purpose, and then to take him and place him into the very den of crocodiles out into the river... By faith she did that, knowing that God was able to take care of him. And to summarize the love of a mother, and the action of the character of her faith... For faith does not place itself upon the shifting sands of what it can see; faith rests solemnly upon the unmovable rock of God's eternal Word. "For by faith," says the Scripture, "she did this."

44 …But mother's day should be every day, not to send her a bunch of flowers on Mother's Day, but to love her and care for her three hundred and sixty-five days and nights through the year. But of course, the commercial world has a great hold in things like this, and it--it--it depreciates mother. "Oh, well, last Mother's Day I sent her a bunch of flowers." She'd appreciate a whole lot more, just set down and talk to her just a little bit, write her a line, pat her on the shoulder, kiss her on the cheek, tell her you love her. It'll go a lot farther than all the flowers that you could buy from the florist. That's true.

92 † It was Him Who promised this in Revelations 1, where It said, that a sharp two-edged sword went out of His mouth. He was called the Word of God. And it was from that same lips, that said, "I am He that is alive, that was dead; and I'm alive for evermore." From those same lips in Saint John 6:30 it says this, that "I will lose nothing, but I'll raise it up again at the last days." Was Him that made the promise, those same precious lips... He's the One Who saves us, Who heals us, Who redeemed us, and Who will raise us up at the last day.

93 † If you are that little weak link that has separated this great family reunion at that day, may the God of heaven, this morning, somehow in a mysterious way, unravel those little knots that's tied in your mind, and reveal to you the love that He has for you, may you come sweetly to serve Him. While we think of these things, let us pray. Just before we pray, and you have your heads bowed, I'm going to ask you. Would you like to, on this Mother's Day, to rededicate your lives anew to Him, looking forward for that resurrection? Would you raise your hands to Him, while everyone...? God bless you.

“Mother’s Day” ……William Marrion Branham……. 1959-0510M ……… Jeffersonville, IN

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