Friends of The Salvation Army in Glen Innes NSW Australia and Beyond in Glen Innes, New South Wales | Community organisation

Friends of The Salvation Army in Glen Innes NSW Australia and Beyond

Locality: Glen Innes, New South Wales

Phone: +61 2 8644 0110

Address: Cnr Bourke Street & East Avenue 2370 Glen Innes, NSW, Australia

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17.01.2022 International Staff Songsters

17.01.2022 John 3:16-17 16 For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.17 For God did... not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him. Isaiah 53:3-9 3 He was despised and rejected by mankind, a man of suffering, and familiar with pain. Like one from whom people hide their faces he was despised, and we held him in low esteem. 4 Surely he took up our pain and bore our suffering, yet we considered him punished by God, stricken by him, and afflicted. 5 But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was on him, and by his wounds we are healed. 6 We all, like sheep, have gone astray, each of us has turned to our own way; and the LORD has laid on him the iniquity of us all. 7 He was oppressed and afflicted, yet he did not open his mouth; he was led like a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before its shearers is silent, so he did not open his mouth. 8 By oppression and judgment he was taken away. Yet who of his generation protested? For he was cut off from the land of the living; for the transgression of my people he was punished. 9 He was assigned a grave with the wicked, and with the rich in his death, though he had done no violence, nor was any deceit in his mouth. 1. O SACRED head once wounded, With grief and pain weighed down, How scornfully surrounded With thorns, Thine only crown! How pale art Thou with anguish, With sore abuse and scorn! How does that visage languish Which once was bright as morn! 3. What language shall I borrow To thank Thee, dearest friend, For this Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end? O make me Thine forever! And should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never Outlive my love to Thee.

15.01.2022 THOSE WHO SOW IN TEARS.... In 1921 David and Svea Flood went with their two-year-old son from Sweden to the heart of Africa, to what was then called the Belgian... Congo. This missionary couple met up with the Ericksons, another young Scandinavian couple, and the four of them sought God for direction. In those days of much devotion and sacrifice, they felt led of the Lord to set out from the main mission station to take the gospel to the village of N’dolera, a remote area. This was a huge step of faith. There, they were rebuffed by the chief, who would not let them enter his town for fear of alienating the local gods. The two couples opted to build their own mud huts half a mile up the slope. They prayed for a spiritual breakthrough, but there was none. Their only contact with the villagers was a young boy, who was allowed to sell them chickens and eggs twice a week. Svea Flooda tiny woman only four feet, eight inches talldecided that if this was the only African she could talk to, she would try to lead the boy to Jesus. And she succeeded! Meanwhile, malaria struck one member of the little missionary band after another. In time, the Ericksons decided they had had enough suffering and left to return to the central mission station. David and Svea Flood remained near N’dolera to carry on alone. Then, Svea found herself pregnant in the middle of the primitive wilderness. When the time came for her to give birth, the village chief softened enough to allow a midwife to help her. A little girl was born, whom they named Aina. The delivery was exhausting. Svea Flood was already weak from bouts of malaria so the birthing process was a heavy blow to her stamina. She died only 17 days after Aina was born. Something snapped Inside David Flood at that moment. He dug a crude grave, buried his 27-year-old wife, and then went back down the mountain with his children to the mission station. Giving baby Aina to the Ericksons, he snarled, I’m going back to Sweden. I’ve lost my wife, and I obviously can’t take care of this baby. God has ruined my life! With that, he headed for the port, rejecting not only his calling, but God Himself. Within eight months, both the Ericksons were stricken with a mysterious malady and died within days of each other. Baby Aina was then turned over to another American missionary family who changed her Swedish name to Aggie. Eventually they took her back to the United States at age three. This family loved Aggie. Afraid that if they tried to return to Africa some legal obstacle might separate her from them, they decided to stay in their home country and switch from missionary work to pastoral ministry. That is how Aggie grew up in South Dakota. As a young woman, she attended North Central Bible College in Minneapolis. There she met and married Dewey Hurst. Years passed. The Hursts enjoyed a fruitful ministry. Aggie gave birth first to a daughter, then a son. In time, her husband became president of a Christian college in the Seattle area, and Aggie was intrigued to find so much Scandinavian heritage there. One day she found a Swedish religious magazine in their mailbox. She had no idea who had sent it, and of course she couldn’t read the words, but as she turned the pages, a photo suddenly stopped her cold. There, in a primitive setting, was a grave with a white crossand on the cross were the words SVEA FLOOD. Aggie got in her car and drove straight to a college faculty member whom she knew could translate the article. What does this article say? The teacher shared a summary of the story. "It is about missionaries who went to N’dolera, Africa, long ago. A baby was born. The young mother died. One little African boy was led to Jesus before that. After the whites had all left, the boy all grown up finally persuaded the chief to let him build a school in the village. He gradually won all his students to Christ and the children led their parents to Him. Even the chief became a follower of Jesus! Today there are six hundred believers in that village, all because of the sacrifice of David and Svea Flood." Aggie was elated! For the Hursts’ 25th wedding anniversary, the college presented them with the gift of a vacation to Sweden. Aggie sought out her birth father. David Flood was an old man now. He had remarried, fathered four more children, and generally dissipated his life with alcohol. He had recently suffered a stroke. Still bitter, he had one rule in his family: Never mention the name of God! God took everything from me! After an emotional reunion with her half-brothers and half-sister, Aggie brought up the subject of her longing to see her father. They hesitated.... You can talk to him, but he’s very ill now. You need to know that whenever he hears the name of God, he flies into a rage. Aggie walked into the squalid apartment, which had liquor bottles strewn everywhere, and slowly approached her 73-year-old father lying in a rumpled bed. Papa, she said tentatively. He turned and began to cry. Aina!" "I never meant to give you away! It’s all right, Papa, she replied, taking him gently in her arms. God took good care of me. Her father instantly stiffened and his tears stopped. God forgot all of us. Our lives have been like this because of Him. He turned his face back to the wall. Aggie stroked his face and then continued, undaunted. Papa, I’ve got a marvelous story to tell you!" "You didn’t go to Africa in vain. Mama didn’t die in vain. The little boy you won to the Lord grew up to win that whole village to Jesus! The one seed you planted in his heart kept growing and growing! Today there are 600 people serving the Lord because you were faithful to the call of God in your life!" "Papa, Jesus loves you. He has never hated you or abandoned us. The old father turned back to look into his daughter’s eyes. His body relaxed. He slowly began to talk. And by the end of the afternoon, he had come back to the God he had resented for so many years. Over the next few days, father and daughter enjoyed warm moments together. A few weeks after Aggie and her husband returned to America, David Flood died. And a few years later.... Aggie and her husband were attending an evangelism conference in London, England, when a report was given from Zaire (the former Belgian Congo). The superintendent of the national church, representing some 110,000 baptized believers, spoke eloquently of the Gospel’s spread in his nation. Aggie could not help going to ask him afterward if he had ever heard of David and Svea Flood. Yes, madam, the man replied in French, his words being translated into English. Svea Flood led me to Jesus Christ! I was the boy who brought food to your parents before you were born. In fact, to this day, your mother’s grave and her memory are honored by all of us. He embraced Aggie for a long time, sobbing. You must come to Zaire! Your mother is the most famous and honored person in our history. When Aggie and her husband went to N’dolera, they were welcomed by cheering throngs of villagers. Aggie even met the man who had been hired by her father to carry her down the mountain in a hammock-cradle. Then the pastor escorted Aggie to see her mother’s tomb with a white cross bearing her name. She knelt in the soil to pray and give thanks to God. Later that day, in the church, the boy turned pastor read.... I tell you the truth, unless a kernel of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains only a single seed. But if it dies, it produces many seeds. John 12:24 Those who sow in tears will reap with songs of joy. Psalm 126:5 Read more: https://www.epm.org//1986/Feb/18/story-eternal-perspective/

07.01.2022 Guardian of my soul 'I worship You, God’s only Son, Who took my sins to the cross, So I could be completely free to follow where You lead.... O Lord, Your wounds are now my healing and I am wholly Yours. You know my name and where I’m going, Guardian of my soul.' Words: Darren Shaw & John E Bode Music: Darren Shaw Arrangement: Andrew Mair Video: Eric Skipsey From the CD 'Now is the time...' https://www.sps-shop.com/100617-download

04.01.2022 For those who find The 50 Days of Easter or Eastertide meaningful, the following may be of inspiration to the soul. https://50days.org/about-easter/

01.01.2022 Easter Sunday Jesus did not come into the world to suffer and die; he came to bring God’s message of unconditional love and forgiveness. Easter Sunday morning ...tells us that nothing can ever separate us from the love of God. Perfect love, undying love, could not be killed on a cross, could not be held in a grave. Love couldn’t help but rise from that horrible death filled with love and peace to share with all. God transformed our darkest moment into the greatest act of love the world has ever known! Romans 8:38-39 38 For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, 39 neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord. "The great gift of Easter is hope." "No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn." "Easter is meant to be a symbol of hope, renewal, and new life." For I remember it is Easter Morn and life and love and peace are all new born." "The very first Easter taught us this: that life never ends and love never dies." Kate McGahan "For I remember it is Easter Morn and life and love and peace are all new born." Alice Freeman Palmer I am the resurrection and the life. Whoever believes in me, though he die, yet shall he live, and everyone who lives and believes in me shall never die. (John 11:25-26) As you celebrate Easter may you remember God’s perfect love for all mankind, and may that love fill you with hope for the days to come. Happy Easter Crown him with many crowns, the Lamb upon his throne. Hark! how the heavenly anthem drowns all music but its own. Awake, my soul, and sing of him who died for thee, and hail him as thy matchless king through all eternity. Crown him the Lord of life, who triumphed o'er the grave, and rose victorious in the strife for those he came to save; his glories now we sing who died and rose on high, who died eternal life to bring, and lives that death may die.

01.01.2022 Lord, You know that we love You; You know our thoughts and intentions, Know the depth of devotion Found in our lives today. If our love has weakened, if our fervour has waned,... Turn us, Lord, by Your Spirit, Let us love with love unfeigned. Lord, You know that we love You! Help that love to be true; Fill our lives with Your Spirit’s power, Lord of love, make us strong We who to Christ belong. Lord, You know that we fail You; Our sins, how sorely they grieve You! Many times have we fallen; Lord, lift us up again. May we walk to be worthy of the call that is ours; May Your will and Your purpose Claim our undivided powers! After Jesus’ resurrection, He met Peter on the shore of the Sea of Galilee and reinstated him as a disciple by asking him questions about his devotion, since Peter had denied knowing Jesus soon after His arrest. As recorded in John 21:15-19, Peter responded with words similar to those of the above song: Lord, You know all things; You know that I love You. Prayerfully reading or singing this song can be a helpful way for each of us to accept the Lord’s forgiveness for our failures, and to reaffirm our commitment to Him.