Prisonweekly Feb 19th 2005
Tetzaveh (Exodus 27:20-30:10) Family Parsha Tetzaveh 5764 It doesn't take big leaps or dramatic acts to succeed, only continual and consistent effort. This week's Torah portion describes both the continually lit lamp - the Ner Tamid, and the continual offering - the Korban Tamid in the Tabernacle. Both were distinguished by their quality of consistency. We can take a lesson from them and realize that the surefire way to reach our goals is through consistent work.R In our story, a boy learns about the effectiveness of consistency.
"Great job, Michael. We're proud of you!" My uncle Jack was all smiles as he pumped my hand. I had just finished my Bar Mitzvah reading, and everyone seemed so happy about how well I did. I smiled back, and winked over at my friend, Steve, who was standing across the room. I wonder if, besides him, any of them realized just how close I came to giving up and not doing it at all? You see, I have a lot of talents. I can run faster than anyone else in my class, and nobody can beat me at checkers. But when it comes to things like reading, especially in Hebrew, let's just say I'm not at the top of the class. The words and letters just seem to jumble and get lost somewhere between my eyes and my tongue. So I would go twice a week to Mr. Frand's house for extra tutoring to learn the special section I was supposed to read out loud for my Bar Mitzvah. He was a nice enough guy, and his wife always served really good homemade cakes and cookies. But I felt like I was getting nowhere, fast, and after a couple lessons I was ready to throw in the towel. Since Mr. Frand lived on the other side of the neighborhood, the fastest way to get there was to cut through the path in the woods behind my house. A lot of times my buddy, Steve, who lived next door to the tutor, would meet me after the lesson and we would either spend the afternoon hanging out at his place, or we'd walk through the woods together to mine. That's what we were doing that day, but I wasn't very good company. That week I had really stumbled through my lesson, and as we hiked along the well-worn path, all I could do was fuss and complain. "That's it, I'm quitting. Lessons or no lessons, I just can't read the thing, and I never will." Steve tried to get me to laugh it off, but then he saw I was serious. "But you only started the lessons a few weeks ago, what do you expect? Do you practice every day?" he asked. "A few weeks, few months, few years ... what difference does it make? With my thick head I'll never get it, so what's the point of practicing? Whenever I try to read, the words come out more tangled up than those thorn bushes over there!" I said bitterly, pointing to the side of the path. We walked a bit more in silence, then Steve turned to me with a funny look. "Mike, I think I have your answer." I didn't know I had asked him a question. "The only way to get through the thorn bushes is to make a path." He seemed excited about his idea, but I had no idea what he was talking about. What?" "Don't you get it? If the woods are so full of brambles and thorn bushes, how come we can walk across it so easily?" I glared at him. My mind was burned out enough from the lesson; what did I need to play 20 questions for? "What kind of question is that? We don't walk through the bushes, we walk down the path." "Ah hah!" he said, "And how did the path get here? Did it just appear out of thin air?" I picked up a rock and lobbed it into a nearby stream. I wasn't sure what he was driving at, but it was actually an interesting question. I thought back about when the two of us first became friends. There really wasn't any path back then. I remembered how hard it was to walk through, and how Steve and I had kept cutting through the same way to get to each other's houses. After a while all that walking, day after day, sort of pushed aside and crushed down a few of the bushes, and smoothed out a path... I think I was starting to get Steve's point. "You're trying to say that by cutting through the same place over and over, we made the path through the thorn bushes, right?" "That's right. Even though each time we walked through it didn't seem to change anything, eventually it added up and we had a path. Same thing here - if you stick to lessons and keep going over them every day, I'm sure you'll..." "I'll cut through the thorn bushes in my head and start to read better, right?" "That's right!" We played a little less that day since I had my lessons to practice. And while it wasn't easy - I had some pretty tough thorns in my head - little by little, I started to read much better, and by the time my Bar Mitzvah rolled around, I was ready. It was a great day and everyone was proud. But no one was happier than me, and my friend, who taught me how by sticking to it, I could get unstuck. Aish.com
Tetzaveh (Exodus 27:20-30:10) Family Parsha Tetzaveh 5765 Sometimes the things that knock us down are exactly the things that lift us up. In this week's portion we learn about the special pure olive oil that was used to light the giant menorah in the tabernacle-synagogue. The pure oil that fueled these special lights only came from the olives after they were knocked down, beaten, crushed, and pressed hard. We can learn a lesson from here that when it comes to us too, the things in our lives that may make us feel crushed and knocked down can, if we look at them right, also bring the best out of us and 'light us up' like never before. In our story, one kid goes to cheer up another, and comes out with a big surprise.
"A LUCKY BREAK"
The van would be turning into the hospital parking lot any minute and I had absolutely no idea what I was going to say. When the school social worker first came around looking for volunteers to go visit the sick kids in the local children's hospital I figured I'm a pretty upbeat kind of guy and if I could spend an hour and cheer up one of these poor kids who were stuck in the hospital, why not? But as we got closer, I got more and more nervous. After all, any kid who was so sick he had to be cooped up in long term in a hospital ward was bound to be really down and depressed, how could I possibly say anything that would make him feel better? I and the other volunteers got out of the van, and they told each of us which patient to visit. Mine was a kid named Jonnie Green in room 706. It said on the paper that he had been in a bad car accident and had already been in the hospital for more than three months! Boy, was he bound to be down. I only hoped I wouldn't make him feel any worse. I nervously approached the room, but when I got there, I breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed like the patient wasn't there. There was just some kid sitting there, about my age wearing a sports T-shirt and a baseball cap, laughing out loud as he read a comic book. Must be the guy's brother or another volunteer, I figured. I walked in. "Um, I'm looking for Jonnie Green. Are you also here to visit him?" The kid turned to me with one of the brightest smiles I ever saw. "Yeah," he said with a laugh, "but I get to visit him every day, and nights too!" Huh? I walked closer and started getting confused. Why was this visitor sitting in a wheelchair? "Oh, wait a minute, are you...I mean..." He stuck out his hand, with an I.V. tube sticking out of it, "Jonnie Green, in the flesh. And who do I have the pleasure to be meeting?" I introduced myself and we began to talk. I had prepared a whole 'cheer-up' speech to say, but never got around to it. It seemed Jonnie was also a Patriots fan, and once we got talking football and all sorts of other regular stuff, I would have almost forgot that I was in a hospital room if a nurse or doctor didn't come in every once in a while to give Jonnie a pill or check his blood pressure. "Lunch time Jonnie!" announced a tall nurse as she wheeled in a tray of steaming food. "Should I help you?" "Thanks Sheila," he said with his thousand-watt smile, "but I think I'll be okay, I have a friend here today." He looked at me and smiled. "Um, Gary, do you think you could give me a hand getting to that sink over there?" "Sure, tell me what to do." He handed me his crutches and I held him up by the arm as he slowly made his way across the room. I could hear him groaning in pain with each step, yet the smile never left his face. "Jonnie," I said we walked, "How do you do it? How are you able to keep yourself 'up' and smiling in spite of everything you went through, and are still going through?" He gave me a funny look, as he bent to wash his hands. "You got it all wrong, Gary. I'm like this because of everything I went through." He must have seen the shock on my face, "Please just help me get back over to the wheelchair and I'll explain." "Before the accident I was just a regular kid, and not a very cheerful one either. In fact you could say I was pretty down on life. Then one day we were just out on a family trip and the next thing I knew I woke up in this hospital. I had broken a lot of bones and first I could barely move, or even talk, and the doctors didn't know if I ever would, either. Um, could you please help me lift up the drink, if I do it alone I'll end up wearing it," he laughed. "Like most people, I had been moving my hand without thinking about it all my life and it was no big deal, right? But you know, the first time I was able to move my hand after the accident I felt a high like I had won an Olympic gold medal. I realized what an amazing gift it was to be able to move your hand, or even have one. It's still not 100%, but you should have seen me a couple of months ago." I helped him lift the cup and felt my hand start to tingle as Jonnie continued. "Then I started seeing other things different too. "I used to complain if my mom didn't make exactly the food I liked, but then I discovered what a gift it was to be able to eat anything. You know at first I could only drink a little water, and had to 'eat' everything through this tube in my arm! Now as you can see, I'm up to soup and ice-cream!" "Doin' okay Jonnie?" asked the nurse, popping in head. "Great!" he smiled, "I have excellent help." I blushed as he went on. "I had always been kind of grumpy and a loner at home, but here all the nurses I needed to help me with every little thing made me realize what a gift it was to have other people around who were willing to help." I gulped as I remembered the not-so-nice parting comment I had made to the hard-working serving lady about the lunch in school that day. "I'm not telling you it's been easy, Gary-it hasn't, but in a way this accident has been the best thing that could have happened to me. One thing I do know, at least as far as my attitude goes, I'm way healthier now than before I got here." 'ALL VISITING STUDENTS PLEASE RETURN TO THE MAIN LOBBY' came the announcement crackling over the intercom. The time had flown, and as I looked into this amazing kid's glowing face, I could see that he meant every word he said. We shook hands and made plans to see each other again. I got back out to the van and the social worker turned to me, "Hey Gary, how did the cheer-up visit go?" Aish.com
Mission Updates:Greetings Saints in His Perfect Peace, Well I really enjoyed tonights' radio program! There was some very good inforamtion come out. You should get the book. He will be back on the air and if you heard him tonight... Saints we really need your help in two area's liek ASAP. One I have to tag the donated ministry van. We tighted the streering so I can get by a short time till I can put a steering geer in. I think it will be a good vanafter a few more things. he Van needs are as listed by importance Tags..This needs done this week or I cannot drive it period. Steering gear front passenger side brake rotor u joints ( could go out any time ) Air conditionor fixed...pump etc this would be a great blessing The newsletter still has not went out and this hurts our support badly. Most people wait until they read the newsletter before donating. The whole van thing set us back this month. But we need badly to get the newsletter out. So please really pray and see if you are to help us out. By the way the donated laptop has problems with the display so it really it did not solve my need of a laptop. So we still need on badly or someone maybe can fix this one????? This is just the way this ministry is the Lord provides as we need it and we need it now as I do not even have gas funds..... The LORD bless thee and keep thee;The LORD make His face shine upon thee, and be gracious unto thee;The LORD lift up his countenance upon thee, and give thee shalom. (peace)Bemidbar (Numbers) 6:24-26 In Yeshua's Name, Bro. Dan, Pastor of Messiah's Branch
Shalom In Yeshua Our Messiah Friday Kathy made two and a half dozen egg sandwiches and they served many donunts with a varity of milk, ice tea, ice water and hot coffee. We took several dozen donuts to the independant center and the over flow.The carrots, potatoes and greenbeans came in last Tuesday and I never got the chance to speak with Brother Brent but I will be sending him a letter and a check off in the mail tomorrow.The newsletter has not went to print yet and it is almost time for March newsletter so we need the funding for two newletters. If we can get them both to print at the same time I am sure we would get a break in the printing cost that is normally around 200 an issue. pastor Dan has a thirty dollar discount card that he recieved earning points from past purchases. The postage is 118.40 to mail out one months so we will need 236.80 to mail out both issues. The storage electric bill is in due by the eight and it is $97. something. The water bill for the mission came in Friday it is$20.57 due about the same time. The internet,gas,electric and mission phone bills will be coming in this week so we need funding now. The ministry account is at $10.36 and the food account is now down to $261. There is NO GAS money and Pastor Dan has also been ask by the people to do a memorial sometime this week for Nickki Brown. I know Yahweh has it all takin care of we just ask you to pray about it and see if you may be a vessel He has plans of using. Friday we served BBQ baked chicken,mac-cheese,grean beans and bread -n-butter we also had the same for Sabbath meal. Thank you all who help in these Works Please Hold us up in your Prayers More on the Mission next update: Shalom sisterlinda Messiah's Branch
LastWeeks Answer:Hebrews 2:10-1810 For it became him, for whom are all things, and by whom are all things, in bringing many sons unto glory, to make the captain of their salvation perfect through sufferings. 11 For both he that sanctifieth and they who are sanctified are all of one: for which cause he is not ashamed to call them brethren, 12 Saying, I will declare thy name unto my brethren, in the midst of the church will I sing praise unto thee. 13 And again, I will put my trust in him. And again, Behold I and the children which God hath given me. 14 Forasmuch then as the children are partakers of flesh and blood, he also himself likewise took part of the same; that through death he might destroy him that had the power of death, that is, the devil; 15 And deliver them who through fear of death were all their lifetime subject to bondage. 16 For verily he took not on him the nature of angels; but he took on him the seed of Abraham. 17 Wherefore in all things it behoved him to be made like unto his brethren, that he might be a merciful and faithful high priest in things pertaining to God, to make reconciliation for the sins of the people. 18 For in that he himself hath suffered being tempted, he is able to succour them that are tempted
Find This Passage: My brethren, have not the faith of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Lord of glory, with respect of persons. For if there come unto your assembly a man with a gold ring, in goodly apparel, and there come in also a poor man in vile raiment; And ye have respect to him that weareth the gay clothing, and say unto him, Sit thou here in a good place; and say to the poor, Stand thou there, or sit here under my footstool: Are ye not then partial in yourselves, and are become judges of evil thoughts? Hearken, my beloved brethren, Hath not God chosen the poor of this world rich in faith, and heirs of the kingdom which he hath promised to them that love him? But ye have despised the poor. Do not rich men oppress you, and draw you before the judgment seats? Do not they blaspheme that worthy name by the which ye are called? If ye fulfil the royal law according to the scripture, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself, ye do well: But if ye have respect to persons, ye commit sin, and are convinced of the law as transgressors. For whosoever shall keep the whole law, and yet offend in one point, he is guilty of all.
The Island of Trid
Shalom sisterlinda Messiah's Branch Mark 9:23,10:27
