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A Kidney In the Offering Plate?
A quick note from Chi Alpha's Jim and Mary McKinney:
It all happened one day when I was checking my emails. Who doesn't do this sometime each morning? It's a habit and a need. I was just going through the routine and Dennis Gaylor's Prayer Bulletin was there. I popped it open, read the requests on the list and printed it for further prayer. The next day, scanning through them, a thought crossed my mind, or to be more exact, that still, small voice I had come to treasure. "You need to do more than just pray on this one."
I stopped and looked at the prayer request for Linda Goble again. She had two failing kidneys and was in desperate need of a miracle. Then 1 John 3:17 came to mind: “And whoever has this world’s goods, and sees his brother in need, and shuts up his heart from him, how does the love of G-d abide in him?” A kidney is not exactly a worldly good, but how can we make distinctions when it comes to someone’s life? After several calls, more prayer, and a heart-to-heart with my wife, I began the pursuit of donating a kidney while we continued to pioneer Chi Alpha Campus ministry at UC Irvine.
I also recalled a word from Pastor Bill Johnson that had really gripped my heart. “Persistence in prayer doesn’t change G-d -- it shapes us for the answer!” I have pondered this many times and have experienced the truth of this for myself. As I have persisted in prayer I have watched G-d remold my thoughts to His, and with His wisdom towards a situation I definitely saw results in those prayers! My “suddenly” answer to agree to this organ donation was perfect in timing and manifestation.
As we waited expectantly, I pondered the restrictions and cautions I had read listing those prohibited from becoming even a blood donor. The list runs long of lifestyles that are not acceptable to donation. It is refreshing to realize that the lifestyle of a believer in Messiah is exactly what qualifies us most for giving of ourselves both physically and spiritually. The body of Messiah needs to step forward. We are a vast resource in all areas.
Surgery time arrived at last, after several tests and a winter break trip to New York. On her side, Linda was finishing her school year of working with children in several Bible clubs, plus giving piano and singing lessons to many. She and her husband, Phil, had a ministry and an outreach to Jewish people as well. I soon found out what very busy, well-loved ministers they were! That was amazing to me, because my heart has always been toward the precious Jewish people, and now I got to be intimately connected to such a ministry—from the inside out you might say!
This is also why we were so amazed to discover that the actual surgery date was on the very start of the Feast of Weeks, or Shavuos (Pentecost), as we might better know it! I like Pentecost! If ever there was a moment in the history of the believers that displayed the raw power of G-d and His gracious heart towards mankind, it was Pentecost. Just remind yourself of Acts 2:4 when the Holy Spirit’s “suddenly” from heaven empowered the 120 faithful servants to be His ambassadors, and changed the hearts of 3,000 souls for the Kingdom of G-d!
Now this was the G-d with whom I was most familiar! He gives you a nudge, and if you respond and faithfully walk with Him, He will “suddenly” reveal His hand in confirmation of your obedience! Peace flooded over me, and most importantly, my wife and family. No coincidence here, and we proceeded with anticipation of all that G-d had in store.
The surgery went well. In fact, doctors were amazed how both donor and recipient responded with such successful responses and Hashem-given strength. Life and love go hand in hand! Love has been displayed in tremendous outpourings toward me and my family. Life has been restored in Linda, and she can now continue in outreach to change hearts and better enable others to rejoice in all G-d has intended for them! Now, suddenly, we can see G-d’s great hand at work! Is He slow in His response—never! Is He faithful to meet the need and do a perfect work—always! What is our response to all of this? It’s very simple! We need to listen and obey—there really is no other way! And then we get to delight in His amazing love, and power, and intervention, and comfort, and care! We really can trust Him, because He cares for us!
Please take the time to ponder the following amazing verse, and then determine to believe it with all your heart! Your “suddenly” will be just around the corner.
“For out of His fullness (abundance) we have all received [all had a share and we were all supplied with] one grace after another and spiritual blessing upon spiritual blessing and even favor upon favor and gift [heaped] upon gift.” John 1:16-17 AMP Such abundance is being offered to us! G-d is never caught short-handed, nor is He stingy! Let’s be sure to be in one accord with Him, for then we will be open to receive from Him! “When the Day of Shavuos (Pentecost) had fully come, they were all with one accord in one place. 2 And suddenly there came a sound from heaven…” Acts 2:1-2 NKJ
Now, that was the story of a man who laid down his life for someone else, risking all for a person he didn't even know. Now here is the story of two other people, one a Jewish man who was depressed, and the other, a Jewish man who thought he too could do the Acts chapter 9 work of Saul the Persecutor.
First, depression is no laughing
matter.
Second, failure is depressing,
and if you are an Anti-Moshiach activist, you are fighting the Ruach Hakodesh, and
you are certain to fail.
So no wonder you are
depressed.
Let me start with a
story about the Ruach Hakodesh.
It's also a story about a Jewish
man--we'll call him Ralph.
I hadn't seen Ralph
for over six months.
I was sitting in my office one day in New York
City.
I had piles of books all around me and a mountain of work in
which I was all set to plunge.
Then, without any warning, the Ruach
Hakodesh suddenly shut me down.
Like turning off a switch.
Like pulling the plug on a machine.
The Holy Spirit just shut me
down.
I just sat there.
Ralph.
I just sat
there.
Ralph.
I was
unplugged.
All shut down.
Ralph.
I had all these
other plans for the day.
I was itching to start working.
Ralph.
Ralph.
It was no use.
I had no choice.
All right.
What about Ralph?
Call him.
Call him?
I
have nothing to say to him.
Call him.
I had all this other
stuff to do and that was the last thing I wanted to do when I came into
the office.
It was not on my mind at all.
And now I saw I had
no choice, because the Ruach Hakodesh was shutting me down.
Do I have to call
Ralph?
Call him.
I dug around and
found Ralph's phone number, wondering what in the world I was going to say
to him, since it was not MY idea at ALL to call him and he was a very busy
and important man, not to be casually interrupted with a gratuitous phone
call.
I found the phone
number and began dialing long distance.
I could hear Ralph's phone
ringing on the other end of the line.
When he answered,
what in the world was I supposed to say?
The phone was still
ringing.
Then Ralph was on
the line. I remember he muttered something.
Then the Holy Spirit
gave me the words. It was a question.
Ralph was still on
the line.
I remember exactly
how the question was worded.
Ralph, "which is
better:
to work through
this [depression]...I mean pray and fast and meditate on the Scriptures and go over to [I
mentioned a messianic
synagogue I had helped to plant] and seek the L-rd [I could have mentioned
Isaiah 55:6 but I
didn't].....OR...[I remember I said this very gently and softly, and he
knew that I loved him, I had flown on a plane more than once just to see
him]...OR...take a gun and blow your brains out and go to hell?
Which is better?"
...[the L-rd wants to know, Ralph...which is better?]
Actually it was the
L-rd Who wanted to know. That morning, workaholic that I am, all I wanted
to know up to that point was, to be truthful, When do I get to stop all
this and go to work, L-rd? But, now, right at this moment, I was in the Spirit and
really it was the L-rd actually asking Ralph the question. And then Ralph
muttered something again and wanted to get off the phone.
A couple of days
later a messianic Jewish
lady, calling from her home after she stopped by the funeral home, left a
message on my answering machine saying something like..."I know you were a
good friend of his and thought you would want to know that [Ralph] took
his life and we are all very sad here."
You say, "Phil, if
you knew he had already acquired a gun and had been planning this suicide
for sometime, why didn't you contact his family or the police or do
something to save his life?"
You do not understand
the Holy Spirit (see commentary on Ro 1:1).
I didn't know
anything of the sort. You have to understand that I am a Pentecostal and
the word of knowledge is not a parlor trick but a "ministry emergency"
tool and that tool the L-rd throws me sometimes in a crisis, and you also
have to understand that this kind of thing had never happened before in
all my years of ministry. Know also that I am something of a workaholic
and the L-rd only three times in my life has literally shut me down,
unplugging me in a kind of spiritual suspended animation, wherein He tells
me things I otherwise could not know, and on this particular day I had a
mountain of work I desperately wanted to jump into doing, and the L-rd
hung me out there in my spirit and would not let me do anything until I
picked up that phone and got the call over with that He insisted that I
make. So the Ruach Hakodesh suddenly pulled my plug and would not let me
proceed with any of my workaholic plans for the day until I made a phone
call which I didn't plan to make and which I had no idea what I was
supposed to say (I had no prior knowledge that he was depressed or
suicidal and he had never indicated that to me at any time since I had
known him) and I did not know what I was going to say on the phone until
the unpremeditated words came out of my mouth. (Mk 13:11)
But let's forget about
me. Let's talk about the L-rd. Answer me this one question. What more
could the L-rd do for Ralph?
The L-rd had helped us start a messianic synagogue near
his office.
Ralph had seen me do
a
complete performance
of THE RABBI FROM TARSUS.
I had personally taken Ralph to a Bible
Bookstore to buy him a Bible (I couldn't get him a copy of THE ORTHODOX JEWISH BIBLE
because it wasn't finished yet).
And now moments before he committed
suicide, the Ruach Hakodesh had supernaturally warned him.
What more could the L-rd
do for Ralph?
Instead of judging just
ME, why don't you also stand in judgment of the Anti-Moshiach activists
that have nothing better to do with their time than to discourage these
"Ralph's" from salvation?
They can't wait until
they've found them and "de-programmed" them and discouraged them from
their faith.
I was trying to build up Ralph's faith.
They want
to tear it down.
When will these
Anti-Moshiach activists realize that they are fighting the Ruach
Hakodesh?
One day in the
spring of 1994 I was working upstairs in the back of Beth Shalom.
During a period of stalking, intimidation, harassment, and other types of
religious persecution, the Anti-Moshiach activists had damaged my van (one
Beth Shalom van was fire-bombed years before) and stolen my car and I had
a rental car replacement parked on Coney Island Ave across the street from
Beth Shalom.
It was Sunday,
(April 10th, 1994, around 8 o'clock in the morning.)
Suddenly the Holy Spirit shut me down.
He pulled my plug. I was like a machine switched off. It was exactly as I
described above with Ralph. The same suspended animation. Precisely the
same phenomenon. This has only happened three or four times in thirty
years of ministry. This was just like with Ralph. I was working, working
working. A workaholic knows what I am talking about. And then, without
warning, the L-rd just shut me down. Just shut me down. Completely shut
down. The Biblical language to describe this phenomenon is called "being
in the Spirit."
The front
door.
The front
door?
The front
door.
What about the front
door?
Go right now and
stand at the front door. (I got up and ran down the stairs and stood
inside Beth Shalom at the front door, looking out the windowed front door of this messianic
synagogue. In those two minutes I was actually engaged in a
conversation with the Holy Spirit and getting instructions, like you would
be if you were talking to another person. See Acts 8:29. Believe me,
this kind of thing is a miracle
and miracles don't happen every day, even at Beth Shalom. But I
believe the L-rd was having mercy on me because I was suffering from
post-traumatic stress from all the many weeks of persecution, and the L-rd
was throwing me a tool for this ministry crisis, because these are His
people and He loves them, blind though they are [Isaiah 56:10] as I was,
as we all were, before we were born again and given spiritual eyes to see.)
So I said to the
Holy Spirit these words in my mind: "Okay, I'm at the front door. Now
what?"
Do not take your
eyes off your rental car, even for a second.
Okay, I'm looking at
it.
What about it?
Then I noticed that
someone had parked his red car so that his rear bumper was actually
lightly touching the front bumper of my rental car.
While I was
wondering about this, staring intently, a black car suddenly pulled in
very slowly behind my rental car and this black car put his front bumper
lightly against my back bumper, making my rental car totally penned in
between the black car and the red car.
My car having been stolen two
weeks
before (actually the car wasn't really my car-- it belonged to
a man named Yosie, who didn't need it anymore because he was in heaven), and my rental car now
penned in, these Anti-Moshiach activists thought, "This one ain't going
anywhere!")
Then this Anti-Moshiach activist
got out of his black car and tried to slip away, not knowing of course
that the Ruach Hakodesh
was way ahead of him, and that he had been caught (Bamidbar 32:23).
He
should have realized he was not dealing with just a shleper like me; he
was dealing with the Ruach Hakodesh.
Give it up, boys!
However, early one
day about 6 o'clock in the morning, this one Anti-Moshiach activist was
parked in his car in front of Beth Shalom "casing the joint" for a
break-in.
He was parked across the street from our building at 1410
Coney Island Ave.
It was so early the street was practically empty
and he was alone in his car.
We'll call him "Mark
Gabinowitz."
I was sound asleep
upstairs in the back.
Suddenly the Ruach
Hakodesh woke me up,
"Mark Gabinowitz!"
I tried to roll over
and go back to sleep.
"Mark
Gabinowitz!"
(this is not his real name)
I sat up in
bed.
"Mark
Gabinowitz!"
I got up and went
into the bathroom and got into the shower.
"Mark
Gabinowitz!"
I turned on the
shower.
"Mark
Gabinowitz!"
I got out of the
shower and started drying off.
"Mark
Gabinowitz!"
I started putting on
my clothes.
"Mark
Gabinowitz!"
All of a sudden a
spirit of fury came on me.
I was practically knocking the door down to get to the upstairs
staircase.
I was furious.
I had never been that angry in my
life.
It was not me, I was angry in the Ruach Hakodesh.
I went
tearing down the stairs absolutely furious in the Ruach Hakodesh.
I
tore open the door and went crashing furiously out onto the Coney Island
Avenue sidewalk.
Standing there was a
neighbor, a very polite Orthodox Jew.
I nearly screamed at him,
"Have you seen Mark Gabinowitz?"
Startled, my
neighbor stepped back from me, "Yeah, I saw him last week. He was in my
store for his organization, raising funds."
"Well, I have
something I want you to tell him."
And just at that
exact moment, we both turned our heads and looked... and there was Mark
Gabinowitz, appearing very scared, as if he had been caught red-handed
doing something wrong. He was starting up his ignition, and driving his
car quickly down the street.
The next day was a
Friday.
My friend Roger ran into me on the street on Coney Island
Avenue and I told him the story.
Roger glanced at me
with a kind of prophetic far-away look and said, "You will meet Mark
Gabinowitz.
You will be kind to him, and you will tell him what his
soul needs to hear."
That was
Friday.
On Monday morning I was up at the corner in the bank
line.
There were only a couple of tellers and the bank was very
crowded with a long, long line.
I was standing there for quite a
while, when my subconscious mind started studying the back of the head of
the individual in front of me in the line.
There was something
familiar about the back of his head.
Then he turned
around.
MARK
GABINOWITZ!
As soon as he
turned, he let out a soft scared kind of yell and jumped back a
step!
I remembered Roger's
words, "You will meet Mark Gabinowitz, you will be kind to him, and you
will tell him what his soul needs to hear."
I opened my
mouth.
I started to speak, "You know, Mark, if you knew me
personally you would know that I'm a nice guy..."
"DID
I
SSSSAAAAAYYYYY
YOU WERE NOT A
NICE GUY?!!!"
(The word "say" lasted about 10 seconds in his
mouth.)
Everybody in the
bank turned around when he yelled that out.
I continued trying to
witness to him in a soft voice, everybody in the bank staring at
me.
Let me witness to
you.
Give it up. Don't you realize it is futile to fight against the
Ruach Hakodesh?
Which
six words are you going
to believe? Six words
from the Tanakh or
six words from the Talmud?
Blatant disregard
for the inerrant Tanakh
will cost the soul
of the one making
deathbed viddui
(confession of sin)
of these words
from the Talmud,
"May my death make kaparah for all my sins." rather than
"T’hei mot
haMoshiach kaparah al kol avonotai"
"May the death of Moshiach make kaparah for all my sins."
If the following six words
from the Talmud
תְּהֵא מִיתָתִי כַּפָּרָה עַל כָּל עֲוֹנוֹתָי.
[סנהדרין
פרק ו,ב]
כִּי נִגְזַר מֵאֶרֶץ חַיִּים מִפֶּשַׁע עַמִּי
Let's repeat this so that
there can be no confusion or question.
There are two confessions here.
Each contains six little words. One Jewish confession is the holy
inspired Word of G-d
and one confession is not
the inspired Word of G-d.
Confession of the Talmud
instead of the Tanakh will cost
one his immortal
soul. Here are the words
from the Talmud:
"May my death make kaparah for all my sins." Here are
the Words from the inerrant Tanakh:
"Kee neegzar may-eretz chayyim
mee-pay-sha amee." So
from these inerrant words
we confess "T’hei mot haMoshiach kaparah al kol
avonotai," which translates into English:
"May the death of Moshiach make kaparah for all my sins."
Now if
תְּהֵא מִיתָתִי כַּפָּרָה עַל כָּל עֲוֹנוֹתָי.
[סנהדרין
פרק ו,ב]
כִּי נִגְזַר מֵאֶרֶץ חַיִּים מִפֶּשַׁע עַמִּי
So we primordially and
perennially,
with disastrous consequences
for ourselves,
forsake the
words of G-d and
receive the contradictory words of HaSatan.
By the time we get to 2 Corinthians chp 11 we
see that Satan wants to corrupt and ruin by means
of Bible-opposing
"knowledge," the so-called "deeper things of Satan."
Instead of staying
with the Word that was preached, the temptation of the
Corinthians was to
"go beyond what was written" and
to be seduced by extra-Biblical knowledge
(see Gen 3:5). Notice
that Eve's "Bible" only has
seven words in it.
The seven words in her "Bible"
warn that death will be the result
of her moral autonomy,
of her getting her "knowledge" of good and
evil, in other words, from a certain
lethal tree rather than
from the "Bible" her husband has been
given wherein the meager
content of seven words ("oo-meh-ETZ ha-DAH-aht tov va-rah
loh toh-KHOHL mee-mehn-NOO" ...of the Tree of the Knowledge
of Good and Evil you shall not eat from it) will nevertheless tell her
how to live and not die.
But in the hands of the evil Serpent this "Bible"
can be twisted and used to deceive
her so that she hands herself over to a
rival authority, a
Bible-opposing authority, with fatal results.
Anything that rivals and
opposes G-d is an idol, and in the Book of Revelation we see that the
believers will give up
their lives as martyrs rather than compromise with the idolatrous
religion and way of
life of the pagan society of the last days. It is fair to say that one
cannot be a believer unless one
repents from all idolatry.
Whoever tries to
keep his idolatrous life will lose it.
PRAY THIS PRAYER WITH TRUE TESHUVA (REPENTANCE) AND YOUR LIFE WILL BEGIN TO CHANGE FOR THE BETTER.
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