Pastor Lonnie C. Ford, of Kapaa, Hawaii will be conducting a special series of Revival Services at the Landmark Missionary Baptist Church, of Rockford, on November 20-25. He will be speaking in both regular services on Sunday, and at 7:00 P.M. Monday through Friday evenings.
    On Thursday and Friday (beginning at 10:00 A.M.), we will be entertaining a Fellowship Meeting in which visiting pastors and missionaries will be speaking. Though we do not anticipate as large attendance as in past years, we do expect a good meeting.
    A cordial, Christian welcome awaits YOU in these services. It is our sincere prayer that they will bless and enrich the lives of all who are touched by them.
WELCOME!

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    The series of Studies in First Corinthians will be resumed in the December issue.

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When you get to where you're headed

WHERE WILL YOU BE??

    Occasionally some outstanding Christian is referred to as a man of prayer". Jesus was pre-eminently such a person. The Spirit was poured upon Him without measure, yet, He prayed! He was incarnate wisdom - "needing not that any man should teach Him". Infinite in power, and boundless in His resources; still, He prayed! How deeply sacred the prayerful memories that hover around the solitude of Olivet and the shores of Galilee! He was constantly redeeming time for prayer.
    Rarely are we admitted into the solemnities of Christ's inner life. The veil of night usually blocks our vision of the Great High Priest when He entered into "the holiest of all"; yet, we have enough to reveal the depth, fervor, tenderness and trust of the blessed inter-communion with His heavenly Father. No morning dawns without His gathering fresh manna from the mercy-seat.
    "He wakeneth morning by morning; He wakeneth mine ear to hear as the learned", (Isa. 50:4). What a thought! The praying Redeemer wakens, as if at early dawn, the ear of His heavenly Father, to get

fresh supplies for the duties and trials of a new day! All His public acts were consecrated by prayer - His baptism, transfiguration, miracles, agony and death. His spirit was breathed away in prayer.
    How blessed to know, as we commune with God, that Jesus drank of this very brook of refreshment! He consecrated the bended knee and the silent chamber. His fainting spirit was oft refreshed at the same Fountain-head from which it is LIFE for us to draw, or DEATH if we forsake.
    Do YOU at times, dear brother (or sister), bemoan a languishing spirit, a drooping faith, fitful affections and lukewarm love? May not most of this you deplore be traced to prayerlessness? The treasures of the prayer-chamber are locked away from you, because you have permitted the key to rust; your hands hang down because you have failed to lift them up in prayer. Lack of prayer in the

Christian life is like: a pilgrim without a staff, a seaman without a compass, or a soldier going into battle without arms or armor.
    Let us ever beware of encouraging anything that would hinder our prayers. Soiled garments will hinder us from approaching the throne of grace with boldness. And if we permit the din of this world to follow us into the secret chamber, it will surely distract us from true communion. Living waters cannot freely and fully flow through obstructed channels. Nor will the light of heaven shine clearly through murky vapors.
    Fellowship with a lofty order of mentality imparts a certain nobility of Character - even on earth! In a much higher sense, communion with God will transform one into His image. Thus, we need to learn the importance of bringing everything in life to Him in prayer - our trials, troubles, triumphs and fears. And may everything in our lives be consecrated by prayer. In this way rough paths will be made smooth, trials will be disarmed of their bitterness, pleasures will be hallowed and refined, and our common bread will become as angels' food.
    It is in the closet of prayer that the battle of life is lost or won!


A London paper offered a prize for the best definition of money. This won: "Money is an instrument that can buy you everything but happiness and pay your fare to every place but heaven".

    In 1936, Adolph Hitler abolished all Christian schools in Germany. In 1938, Hitler required by law that every teacher in the public education system sever any relationship with any Christian or other religious organization.
    The total secularization of the state was followed by the total secularization of the educational system. This led to the production of the atheist, humanist child, who had no absolute values at all.
    Would America fall for something like that? Actually, it has fallen for it for fifty years. In its ignorance and naïveté, America has gobbled up Dewey's philosophy of humanism, which is called by everything except its proper name.
    We have made an absolute hero out of its founder. We have lionized John Dewey as the father of progressive education. Do you know what the heart of progressive education is? Listen to the words of John Dewey. "There is no God and there is no soul. Hence, there are no needs for the props of traditional religion. With dogma and creed excluded, then immutable truth is also dead and buried. There is no room for fixed, natural law or moral absolutes."
    You could have taken those words right out of the mouth of Adolph Hitler or Karl Marx. They happen to come from John Dewey and provide the very heart-throb of the secularist public school system for the last fifty years in this country. And where has this philosophy led us?

    Professor Jaques Barzun, eminent educator, said in the New York Review of Books: "The once proud and efficient public school system of the United States has turned into a wasteland where violence and vice share the time with ignorance and idleness." Forty years of liberal hegemony in public education has produced a horrid situation in our own country.
    Consequently, we have produced a veritable slime pit of immorality: drug addiction, sexual perversion, permissiveness, and diseases of every sort.


S'metime when all life's lessons
    have been learned,
  And sun and stars forevermore
    have set.
The things which our weak judgment
    here has spurned,
  The things o'er which we grieved
    with lashes wet,
Will flash before us out of life's
    dark night,
  As stars shine most in deeper
    tints of blue;
And we shall see how all God's
    plans were right,
  And how what seemed reproof was
    love most true.

And we shall see, while we frown
    and sigh,
  God's plans go on as best for
    you and me,
How when we called, He heeded not
  our cry,
    Because His wisdom to the end

    could see.
And e'en as prudent parents dis-     allow
  Too much of sweet to craving
    babyhood,
So God, perhaps, is keeping from
    us now
  Life's sweetest things because
    it seemeth good.

And if sometime, commingled with
    life's wine,
  We find the wormwood, and rebel
    and shrink,
Be sure a wiser hand than yours
    or mine
  Pours out this potion for our
    lips to drink.
And if some friend we love is

    lying low,
  Where human kisses cannot reach
    his face,
Oh! do not blame the loving Father
    so,
  But bear your sorrow with obedi-
    ent grace;

And you shall shortly know that
    lengthened breath
  is not the sweetest gift God
    sends His friend's,
And that, sometimes, the subtle
    pall of death
  Conceals the fairest boon His
    love can send.
If we could push ajar the gates
    of life,
  And stand within and all God's
    working see,
We could interpret all this doubt
    and strife,
  And for each mystery find a key.

But not today! Then be content,
    poor heart;
  God's plans, like lilies pure
    and white, unfold.
We must not tear the close-shut
    leaves apart --
  Time will reveal the calyxes
    of gold,
And if, through patient toil, we
    reach the land
  Where tired feet, with sandals
    loose, may rest,
When we shall clearly know and
    understand,
  I think that we shall say that
    "God Knows Best!"
    If you have been planning to invite someone to attend church with you, why not do it today? You have no promise of tomorrow!