How To Heal The Sick

This will not be limited to the ordained ministers of the gospel, but will include the multitudes. God has anointed us and directed us to present the simple ways of healing the sick that he has been teaching us for the past few years. They have worked for us and multiplied thousands have been healed. We have taught others how to heal the sick and cast out devils,and it has worked for them. And it will for you.

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Understanding The Purpose And Power Of Men

The crisis we are seeing today is actually a contemporary version of an age-old dilemma. Men and women alike lost their concept of what it truly means to be human—male and female—a long time ago. The problem is also not confined to particular cultures. The question of identity is a global problem. I have traveled to many nations, and I have concluded that most of the world is suffering from what I call the ―consequences of ignorance of purpose.‖ In every nation, in every community, no matter what language the citizens speak or what color their skin is, people are experiencing a common dilemma. They are suffering the debilitating effects of a misconception of purpose. They don‘t understand who they really are and therefore aren‘t living up to their full potential in life. Click Here To Download The Book

Becoming A Commander Of Covenant

As you will see throughout the pages of this book, money is not the issue in receiving divine prosperity; it is faith in knowing who you are. Instead of trying to hold on to money, we need to hold on to God's Word and never let it go. It is when you get bold, not afraid, with money that money will come to you in abundance. So read this book with a heart and mind that are open to the truth. As you do, that truth will set you completely free to enjoy your covenant of wealth. Click Here To Download The Book

The Pursuit Of Purpose

“Let me go. Please let me die,” sobbed the frail, old gentleman as the strong young swimmer struggled against the boisterous waves of the open ocean. “Just a few more minutes, sir, and I will have you safely to shore,” replied the young man, gasping for every breath. Finally they made it to the beach and both fell, desperately exhausted, onto the sand. “Why did you save me?” cried the angry seventy-six-year-old man. “Why didn’t you let me die? Your good deed is the curse of my existence.” Startled by these words, the young man looked down at the older man who had nearly drowned. As he panted from the heroic effort of rescuing the victim from the violent waves, he shook his head, revealing the shock and the mystification that filled his mind. Click Here To Download The Book

Finding Your Purpose In Life

His fears were eventually confirmed. His son returned home for a visit, obviously grappling with his faith in God. As they were conversing one day under an old oak tree, the son suddenly blurted out, “Dad, I just can’t believe in God anymore. Why, look at those pumpkins over there on the ground. They are big and heavy, yet have small and tender vines. But, this big oak tree, capable of supporting the weight of the pumpkins, only produces tiny acorns. If there was really an intelligent God of this universe, He would have placed the pumpkin on this oak tree, and the tiny acorn on the fragile vine.” Suddenly, an acorn fell from the tree, bouncing lightly off the top of the young man’s head. As the truth slowly dawned, he sheepishly spoke, “Dad, thank God that was not a pumpkin!” Click Here To Download The Book

52 Things Wives Need From Their Husbands

Before I reveal the formula for living happily ever after, let’s consider the work that needs to be done. Bringing home a paycheck. Paying bills. Changing lightbulbs. Changing diapers. Grocery shopping. Making dinner. Making lunches. Remembering birthdays. Tucking in. Weed whacking. Scheduling date nights. Carpooling to soccer. Planning vacations. Planning retirement. Feeding the dog. Waiting for the cable guy. Assembling furniture from Ikea. Sorting socks. Signing report cards. Entertaining in-laws. Running out for milk. Loading the dishwasher. Laundry. Taxes. Romance. Etcetera. Over the years, these tasks will somehow be divided into “his,” “hers,” “both,” and “whoever is available at the time.” When the dust settles, your day-to-day list of responsibilities may have a sense of balance. You do the tucking in. She makes lunches. You run out for milk. She feeds the dog. You dirty dishes. She washes dishes. Gentlemen, this is the first big takeaway of this book: Never suggest or even th...

Burning Coles

“You must be out of your rotten mind!” Mr Cole bellowed. “Me, I'm not out of my mind o” Mrs Cole replied, bunching up her husband's grey T-shirt in her st, she rocked from side to side, ready for a ght. “Have I asked too much? All I need is some money to take care of your children.” She shouted back at him almost shedding tears. He chuckled sarcastically. “Abi e ri obirin yi ni? (can't you see this woman?),” he clapped his hand in amazement. Then immediately, the sarcastic smile on his face turned into a frown. “Woman, listen to me and listen well. You have no right to tell me what I am to do for my children. Is that clear?” He spoke rmly with alcohol heavy on his breath. “Don't you have any shame Akin? Your children are in their rooms and can obviously hear you shouting at me” she told him as she released his T-shirt from her grip. Click Here To Download The Book

Stepping Into Maggie's Shoe

Her name was Margaret; she was my pastor’s wife. She was popularly referred to as Pastor Maggie. My pastor’s name was Apostle Raymond, but he loved us calling him Pastor Ray, because we the foundation members had always referred to him that way. It was just recently the title “Apostle” surfaced. Pastor Ray was handsome, tall, anointed with a capital “A.” He was way too young for the level of anointing he carried: my pastor was just 38 years old and his eight year old ministry had swallowed up most ministries that were up to 25 years and above in terms of popularity, crowd, branches and influence. It therefore didn’t make sense one bit, that he would have married a woman like Pastor Maggie. She was not in his league. As I sat in the taxi on my way back from church that Sunday, I couldn’t help the level of anger I was feeling towards my Pastor’s wife. “How on earth would she dress that way?” Click Here To Download The Book

Purpose Driven Youth Ministry

Purpose driven. Great concept, but is there a way to cast this vision to your team so they’ll catch it? And if your student ministry leaders have already adopted the purpose driven philosophy, is there a way to make it fresh? I’m convinced you can. With Purpose Driven Youth Ministry Training Kit your team can understand the purpose driven strategy and think creatively about the ministry they’re called to serve. The result is reaching more students, impacting more lives, strengthening the church, and ultimately changing the world around you for God’s kingdom. Whether your ministry has been purpose driven for years or you’re just getting started, this training kit was designed with you in mind. Based on the book Purpose Driven Youth Ministry, this resource explores some of the essential elements your leaders need in order to build a solid foundation for a healthy youth ministry. And it does this by giving you— Click Here To Download The Book

Entrepreneurial You

Whether you’re an entrepreneur, an aspiring entrepreneur, or an employed professional seeking to maximize your options, you’ll find in these pages proven strategies that will help you develop new income streams that leverage the work you’re already doing, and open up new opportunities for freedom and flexibility. Click Here To Download The Book

The Last Juror

After decades of patient mismanagement and loving neglect, The Ford County Times went bankrupt in 1970. The owner and publisher, Miss Emma Caudle, was ninety-three years old and strapped to a bed in a nursing home in Tupelo. The editor, her son Wilson Caudle, was in his seventies and had a plate in his head from the First War. A perfect circle of dark grafted skin covered the plate at the top of his long, sloping forehead, and throughout his adult life he had endured the nickname of Spot. Spot did this. Spot did that. Here, Spot. There, Spot. Click Here To Download The Book

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