Greetings in the name of Jesus Christ our Lord and Saviour. Praise the Lord, my prayer is that this letter finds you ready, waiting, prepared for Jesus to call out His church. Are you truly watching? Are you in expectation of His return? Many will say �yes�. Some will not be sure, and some will be truthful in saying �no�. I tell you satan wants to get you so full of cares, family problems, trying to get ahead, that you won�t have any room for Jesus in your life. The title of this message is �MAKE ROOM FOR JESUS�.
The Holy Spirit had revealed to me that 2002 was going to be a year of much shaking. I saw twice a black cloud with a big whirlwind sit down coming after my family. I remember digging my fingers in the ground and holding on. A terrible force was pulling and I felt like giving up and turning loose � but I wouldn�t. You see, in that dream the storm was after my family and when it was gone they were gone. I went searching for them and many seducing spirits came out of some woods trying to get me to step off the path into the darkness. I didn�t give in and at the end I found my family unharmed and together holding each other. A preacher friend told me, �Don, stop looking at the whirlwind.� Oh Brothers and Sisters, the whirlwind came and beat upon our family hard, but we stood knowing the God on the mountain is still God in the valley! Praise the Lord! Don�t let your temple get full of concern or full of trying to do God�s work. Some get so religious and busy doing the work OF God that they forget to do it FOR God, under His leading and for HIS glory. That is when they get so full that they don�t have any room for Jesus. Stop! In Job 37:14, Job was instructed, �Hearken unto this, O Job: stand still, and consider the wondrous works of God.� Friend, it�s late in the journey and time for you to �Make Room For Jesus�!
In Luke 2:7 when Mary and Joseph came to the inn, there was �no room�. When Jesus spoke to the church of Laodicea in Revelation (3:14-22), verse 20 says He was on the OUTSIDE knocking! I�m sure they had their committees, their board of deacons, all their little voting ceremonies, BUT THEY DIDN�T HAVE ROOM FOR JESUS � HE WAS ON THE OUTSIDE! It�s time, Church, to throw some things out and �MAKE ROOM FOR JESUS�. I mean throw them out and not just move them around. I�m gonna tell you something that has made me very unpopular lately, �If you have anything, anybody in your life that is consuming all your time, then you have a god in your life and it isn�t Jesus!� You can say �Amen� or �Oh My�! It�s time to clean house, open the door and throw out everything that isn�t of God. Our time is close and we must �redeem the time�. (Ephesians 5:16) I urge each of you to read Luke 10:38-42 and weigh the message there. You know God wants our love, our devotion to expressing ourselves in worship to Him. God wants you to work in love with Him, not just laboring for Him. You must �Make Room For Jesus�.
I want to share with you a letter of testimony from a close brother who has been through the valleys. He�s stood through tribulations and has learned how important it is to make room for Jesus. The following is from Brother Carl Keaton, doing time for Jesus in Ohio � there�s a message in it, if you listen:
Dear Don � Praise the Lord!
Thank you for your letters and prayers. You ARE a good and faithful brother. Something happened to me yesterday, so I�m going to attempt to explain it. If you want to use any of this in your newsletter, feel free to do so. Well, here goes. On Saturday night, 12-22-01, I was taken to an outside hospital for chest pains. I returned to the prison that night and spent the next 2 days in a medical cell. During that time, I read the Word, a couple of books, and had quite a few talks with God the Father. When I got out of medical, I felt the need to read more than I was reading before, to pray more than I was praying before, and to fellowship with my brothers and sisters more. Something was up in my spirit, but I didn�t know what. I then felt a need to pray for the prosecutors and judges involved in my cases, and the cases of 2 other brothers. The prayers were to be for each man by name, that God would fill them with mercy and forgiveness, and that the 3 of us would find favor in their sights.
On Friday, 12-28-01, an outside church, Solid Rock Church, came in for an anointing service. I made up my mind that I was going to attend, that I was going to receive from God my deliverance from the opinions of men, and that I would allow God to be God in my life. The brother preached out of Acts 10, the whole chapter. As he brought the word, I could literally feel the power of the Holy Ghost in that place. He then called for anyone who wanted to receive from God to come forward and he would lay hands on them. Now I have had hands laid on me before. I�ve received from God that way, but I have never fallen to the floor. I used to believe that there was a lot of phoniness in that and that many people put on a big show for those watching. As I stood in line, some went down, and some didn�t. Just before the brother laid hands on me, I said to myself, �Lord, I�m not going to fight you. If I go down, I go down. If I don�t, I don�t.� Brother Pete then came up to me, said something (I don�t remember what), reached his hands out toward me, and all of a sudden I�m on the floor and don�t remember how I got there. I wanted to just lay there. I tried to get up, but I couldn�t. Finally, I did get up. I tried to talk. I wanted to say, �praise God� or �Hallelujah�, but my mouth wouldn�t work. After a few moments I realized I was talking in tongues, but I couldn�t get English thoughts or words to come out of my mouth. I was shaking, so I went to the back of the room so I wouldn�t disturb the service. All I could do is walk, talk in tongues, and shake. I felt (for lack of a better word) drunk or high. An excitement was raging inside me, but I was totally at peace. I kept hearing inside, �It�s done�. The �it�s� was not singular, but plural. Many �it�s� were done.
I had to take down the PA system after the service. I still couldn�t talk English. The piano player thanked me for setting up the PA, and shook my hand. I tried to say something, but I couldn�t get the thoughts together or the words to come out. After a few minutes, I realized that I still had hold of the piano player�s hand, and he was trying to go. I went ahead and packed up the PA and keyboard, and went up to get one of the staff members to open the door to the room where the equipment had to go. One lady from the church grabbed my hand, looked at me with a mile wide grin on her face and watery eyes and said, �You�ve got the Holy Ghost all over you.� I then finally got a few words of English to come out of my mouth and said, �I�ve never gone down before.� The people from the church really got a kick out of that. What happened to me? God�s Spirit touched me. Before 12-28 I used to say, �I believe.� But I really didn�t. I didn�t trust God. I could give you reasons why I trusted God, but that�s not trust. Trusting and believing God�s Word because it�s God�s Word is real trusting and believing. No other reasons are necessary. This is one of the �it�s� that IS done. Inside, I no longer question His Word. The Word is true. It�s difficult to explain, but I know that what I experienced IS real. I no longer doubt things I don�t understand. I accept them and receive them. God will direct everything. One thing I do know; after actually feeling God�s touch, things are different. Things are personal and intimate. I�m ruined by the world�s standards, but I will NEVER be the same.
Don, I sincerely desire that everyone could experience what happened to me yesterday. I�m not going to try to figure it out any more. I just accept it and thank God for His touch. I do know one thing. Moses was one bad dude to be able to stand in the revealed glory of God and not be blown away. I got a minute fraction of a small touch from Him and I�m totally amazed.
Don, get the Pepsi�s iced down, the poles ready, and the bait out of the worm holes. We WILL be fishin� soon. (It�s been so long, that you�ll probably have to show me how.)
Your Bro in Christ, Carl
You have read the message that God has given through me and Brother Carl, and I know the Holy Spirit is speaking to some of you. This is the day to react on what He�s speaking to you. Don�t look at the whirlwind, but lay down at Jesus� feet and feel His arms of love around you. I remember a song from my Great Grandpa Pete Adkins� funeral, �He�ll hold to my hand as over death�s river I go.� That song has stuck with me through the years � it has been a testimony to me. My dear Mother went to be with the Lord Jesus in July, and a dear Brother, Elder and Friend, H.R. Hall, last month. I know that Jesus held their hand. Oh, will He hold yours too? Not just in death, but in every day of the rest of your life? I�m learning daily that no matter how anointed I get, how grown up in Christ I feel I am, that I can�t even walk without Him holding my hand! He�s there for you, hands stretched out. He loves you and wants to take all your cares away. No fancy prayer to pray � all you need to do is call His name, �Jesus, Jesus, I need you.� Just talk to Him and lay it all down. �Make Room For Jesus�!
God Loves You and So Do We, Bro. Don George
The following poem was submitted by
Alfred Ray Moseley from Oklahoma:
BEHIND THE WALL
No smiling face. No screaming kids.
Your mind replays, the things you did.
If you don�t walk straight, you soon will fall -
Into a space� behind the wall.
What a price to pay, the cost of fame.
You�re just a number, not a name.
To play the game, without the ball �
And let time erase� behind the wall.
The scent of freedom, escapes nostrils flare.
The smell of Death, is in the air.
Hear in the wind. You�ll hear him call,
�Empty, your life� behind the wall.
The mystery, to be revealed,
Lies in the pain you�ve kept concealed.
To free the child, from Echoes� Hall,
From the lonely place� behind the wall.
If I could make the wayward see,
What emptiness there is to be.
To trust in God, give God your all.
Don�t waste your life� behind the wall.
