And at midnight Paul and Silas prayed, and sang praises unto God: and the prisoners heard them.
It was pretty unconventional for Paul and Silas to be praying and singing praises to God in prison. After all, they had just received a beating prior to be thrown in the slammer, and physically, they were probably in a lot of pain. Perhaps they wondered why God would allow them to be thrown into prison for doing something good; casting a demon out of a young lady. Nevertheless, although they weren’t in a nice church building with comfortable pews and talented musicians, they began through their discomfort to praise God. God responded to their worship in a marvelous way. An earthquake came, and all the prison doors flew open. The jailer, seeing that all the prisoners could get away, and knowing that he would lose his job and be dead meat himself, took out his sword and was ready to take his life. Paul, seeing what was about to happen shouted out to the man not to harm himself, assuring him that none of the prisoners had fled. The jailer, in fear and trembling, then falls down and asks what he must do to be saved. Paul and Silas share the Word of God with this man, and we see him and his whole family getting baptized! You just never know what God will do when you begin to praise Him. Marvelous things can happen to you, and others will be affected also.
This past weekend, we were able to go up to Oregon to be with Pastor Joe Savala and his family. Brother Savala is straight as an arrow when it comes to preaching and teaching Biblical doctrine, yet I have seen him on occasion approach some things in a way that most would consider “unconventional.” How many people do you know that will go up to empty chairs in their churches, stick out their hand and say, “Well praise the Lord, brother/sister! It’s so good to see you today.” Silly you might say, but perhaps someone will be inspired to pray and invite others to the house of God so that those seats will be filled.
Sunday evening we had an awesome move of God. The pastor announced that the choir was going to sing. This church is smaller and does not have enough people for a choir.(at least, not yet) The “choir” was actually a CD of a very good, lively, worshipful choir. People began to worship, and the spirit of God began to minister in that service. Here are a few pictures from Sunday night.
Cassie and Alex with his mom, praying at the altar.
Two good men of this church praying with young Alex.
Pastor Savala with his daughter – praying, weeping and worshipping together. This is priceless to me!
The best part of all – Alex received the baptism of the Holy Ghost, speaking in other tongues!
I’m thankful for the wonderful things God did this weekend. While we were away, there was also a young girl named Jocelyn that received the Holy Ghost in our Thursday night service. Praise God!