Make Jesus King this Christmas
By Steve Williams
Let’s make Jesus King this Christmas. A man on a street corner was heard saying. “Jesus is the only Somebody you can’t match!” How true. He was unique in His birth and business.
No earthly person is ever born King. He is born a prince. But Jesus was born a King. No one was ever King before Him, and there will never be a King Jesus the Second. Early in His life, an excited crowd wanted to make Him a King, but the mob cried “We’ll not have this Man to reign over us.” The day is coming when He will return to reign. In Psalm 22:28 “For the Kingdom is the Lords, and He is the governor (King) among the nations.”
Years ago there was a great Youth Conference in Liverpool. Students came from all over the world. Something prevented the delegates from the Christian University of Japan from coming, and they promised to send a cable. When it arrived it had only three words “Make Jesus King”. In some lives, He is only the threshold. In others, He is on the throne. Where is Jesus in your life? Make Jesus King this Christmas.
Pastor Steve Williams
Words of Wisdom
- Never be afraid to give God your best and He will give you something better.
- Is your life empty this Christmas, why not put Jesus in it?
- Keeping Christmas is good, but sharing it with others is better.
- Let’s quit trying to use God and let God use us.
“I Tried Again”
Failure doesn’t have to be Final. A young man invented a wagon with sails. He said, “It will do well on land or sea,” but it tipped over and the occupants were thrown into the Gulf of Mexico. Then he set up a company to manufacture condensed milk. It failed, but Gail Borden didn’t give up. He tried again the next year and succeeded. On the tombstone of Gail Borden, the founder of the Borden Company, are the words he once wrote a friend, “I tried again and again and succeeded.”
What’s Your Goal?
The distance you travel isn’t as important as your direction.
Humor Christmas Divorce
An elderly man in Phoenix calls his son in New York and says,
“I hate to ruin your day, but I have to tell you that your mother
and I are divorcing; forty-five years of misery is enough.”
“Pop, what are you talking about,” the son screams.
“We can’t stand the sight of each other any longer,” his dad says.
“We’re sick and tired of each other, and I’m sick of talking about
this, so you call your sister in Chicago and tell her.” And he hangs up.
Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone.
“Like heck, they’re getting a divorce, she shouts. I’ll take care of
She calls Phoenix immediately and tells her dad not to do anything.
“You are NOT getting divorced! Don’t do a single thing until I get
there. I’m calling my brother back and we’ll both be there tomorrow.
Until then don’t do a thing, DO YOU HEAR ME?” And she hangs up.
The old man hangs up his phone, smiles and turns to his wife, and says,
“They’re coming home for Christmas, and paying their own way.”