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An Elderly Lady

An elderly Christian lady, who was crippled with arthritis, used to
hobble to the services of the churchElderly-woman-smile on crutches. It was a great ordeal and required of her a considerable amount of toil and pain. A friend of hers observed her regular and faithful attendance and asked, “How do you manage to be at every service?” Her answer was, “My heart gets there first, and my old legs just follow after.”

Be Blessed

Jeff Carnie

9:30 Worship Pastor

First Baptist Church of Elk Grove, California

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Ministry at Corcoran State Prison!

Corcoran State Prison

The Carnies, accompanied by the Spectrum Band were invited to the Corcoran State Prison (CSP) over the Veteran’s Day weekend to participate on a program which was an experiment by the prison officials attempting to bring inmates of different ethCORnic backgrounds together for the purpose of worship. It is common practice for inmates to separate into groups according to race, religion, nonreligious, or gang affiliations. The warden of CSP agreed to allow our group, along with several pastors from the Los Angeles area to provide worship services for the inmates who wanted to participate. In order for an inmate to receive approval to attend this event, they must have participated regularly in Bible studies or worship services at the prison. This requirement was an attempt to ensure that only those serious about having a relationship with God would be attending our services; this was also a way to prevent any disturbances.The event started on Friday, a pastor spoke that afternoon, our group presented the music and speaking on Saturday,on Sunday our group lead worship, and one of the pastors delivered the message.

From the moment I was contacted regarding this event, I was clear that our group should be part of this evangelistic effort. The Carnies were recommended to the organizers of this event as a suitable group to assist the prison in achieving its objective; they were specifically looking for a diverse group which they felt could have success in influencing the inmates to interact with each other. In the prison community it’s not acceptable for inmates of different races to associate with one another; to do so could mean harm to the individuals. A great deal was riding on the success of this event’s ability to encourage inmates to intermingle and socialize together, this would determine if there would be future programs like this one scheduled. Thus the reason this event was considered an experiment! The prison officials were hopeful that by creating a situation which encourages the inmates to associate with those different from themselves, it would eventually cut down on the amount of crime occurring between the varying groups.

Because the contact information for the Carnies was obsolete, some research had to be done to reach me; I was finally located through my website. After having a conversation about the purpose and objective for this event, I was certain our group was the perfect selection. It had been literally years since I was involved in prison ministry, however I knew God was nudging me in this direction. After speaking with the coordinator of this event at length, she made it clear that she hoped our group would agree to join her team with this effort; she expressed she sensed our group was much more than optics when it came to diversity, she felt our passion, love, and commitment to bridging this divide. Just as she was able to sense our sincerity, she said the inmates can tell immediately whether you’re sincere or not.

The next step was to get our group cleared by the State of California for prison ministry. Since we had started the process for clearance more than eight weeks before the scheduled program, we were confident we would have ample time to compete the process. In one week’s time the necessary paper work had been received by the proper authorities at the prison. We were told it would take about three to four weeks for clearance. My contact followed up weekly to see where we were in the process. Things looked great, then we ran into a snag, the warden who initially approved the program quit, a new warden was appointed. It went downhill rapidly after that. Paper work was sent back because the date was on the wrong line, then other paper work was not approved because a signature was signed in the wrong spot. To make matters worse, the mistakes were not sent back at the same time, thus affecting our time line for getting the paper work completed and approved in time for the event. It was clear Satan was busy attempting to keep our group from taking part in this event. As this is occurring, I received news that the event may be cancelled because there had been trouble at the prison and the entire facility was on lock down. The officials were not certain that they could keep our group safe.

We finally were given the green light that the program could go on as planned, however with some significant changes. Originally, it was planned that we could present the concert in the yard where the inmates are housed. Because the inmates had been recently off lockdown, it was determined that for our safety, we were not allowed to present the services in the yard with the inmates, but we had to set up behind a barbed wire fence.

Before I go any further, I’d like to share a few of the feelings from some of our group regarding our ministering at CSP; also how we prepared ourselves for this mission. Because Carole, Deb, and I had done prison ministry previously at both San Quinten, and Soledad Prisons, I knew their positions and passion for this kind of ministry. Because I’m aware that prison ministry is not for everyone, I felt it important to know what the other members of the group were feeling about this opportunity. I thank God that I work with a group that are comfortable enough with one another to share their truest feelings and not follow the majority. With that being said, two individuals expressed that they were uncomfortable about going into one of the most violent prisons in California, they felt stress and fear. We talked about it, validated their emotions, and we prayed. At no time did they express not wanting to minister, they were just expressing how they were feeling. After we ministered on Saturday, we went out to dinner as a group and talked about the experience of that day. The question was asked
of those two individuals specifically, how they felt now that they had successfully ministered to the inmates? This is God transforming hearts, lives, and perceptions “at its best!” One of the individuals said that they saw the humanity in those men, and did not focus on the fact that they had committed a crime. They felt blessed themselves while being a blessing. The other said that although their crimes where horrific, they were still human and children of God. Prison ministry, in order to be effective must be done with no judgment or bias, there must be only one focus, to be an instrument for saving souls for Christ. Without sounding too simplistic, my desire to be used in saving souls for Christ is greater than my fears.

Needless to say, Sunday was the better day for our group because we were free of any inhibitions regarding our mission to uplift those inmates to Christ. Recap of Saturday, from the beginning it was a challenge just getting into the prison, as well as getting out. Because we were allowed to take in equipment, which I understand is unheard of, every piece of equipment from an extension cord to piano had to be itemized. When I say every piece, I mean every piece. It didn’t help that the individual responsible for checking our inventory didn’t know anything about musical equipment, which made for a long and tedious check. When it was all said and done, it took about two hours to be finally checked in. Then there was the issue with what one of the members of the group was wearing, fatigues! We were given a list of what we could and could not wear, fatigues were not on the list. The individual was cleared at the first check point but held up at the next. The higher ranking guard said it would be acceptable, so we were
cleared. However, the officer who didn’t think that the pants were acceptable was the same officer who checked us out, and as a result, it took us a very long time to be checked out. Saturday’s program was great. The music was a hit with the inmates, they praised God and seemed to enjoy themselves, and Carole also spoke.

Sunday was an entirely different experience, it was as if we were at a totally different institution. For starters, when we were offloading our equipment on Saturday we were on our own, not one guard lifted a finger to assist us. However on Sunday, we had about six guards assisting us. Saturday we were told that we could not have any of our vehicles left in the area while we offloaded our equipment. On Sunday, we were told we could literally drive the vehicle with the equipment into the prison area where we were singing. The guards were jokingphoto (4) and assisting our group with whatever would make our experience pleasant. That was a far cry from the previous day. And remember the fence we were instructed to stay behind, the guards allowed those of us who wanted, to go inside the yard and share time with the inmates. Sunday morning, there were 23 baptisms and about 15 personal professions of faith by some of the inmates. In case you are wondering as we were, how were they going to accomplish baptisms? A troth was filled with water and the candidates were baptized in it, all 23. Praise God! That was an awe striking moment. These men were putting themselves at risk for the decision they had just made for Christ. They were men from different backgrounds and gangs coming together for one common cause, Jesus! For just that moment in time, for those men to be free in Christ brought many in our group to tears, including us guys. One of the inmates brought everyone back to reality by posing the question to those who had just been baptized, “what are you going to do when you are challenged about who you are going to serve?” If you are threatened to be harmed or they threaten to harm your brother, are you going to still choose Jesus? And all those who were baptized shouted “yes!” For us, we knew we had done what was easy, shared our faith; but we instinctively knew that they had the most difficult challenge, to live for Jesus in a place of evil. Our group covered them with our love and prayers! May God protect, guide, and cover you with His unfailing love and grace.

What an intense, at times overwhelming experience. Now it was time to leave, and what mixed emotions. One of my memorable take away moments was when the guard in charge came to me and said “it was a pleasure having your group here this weekend.” If you only knew how you made our jobs easier this weekend. Normally we have so many incidents of violence, but there was not one. Your music calmed the inmates, men (groups) who never associate together were getting along. We witnessed Black, White, and Latinos singing, praying, reading their Bibles together. What I must say, is that although it was extremely hot with no trees to shade those guys, it should have been cause for short tempers however, they all got along. Many of the guys expressed their gratitude for us coming, they were genuinely grateful. One inmate told us that he had been there for 17 years and that they had never had a group come in with instruments.

It was apparent that God had not only worked on the hearts of the inmates, but He had also worked on the hearts of many of the guards. On Sunday, our time in checking out was significantly shorter. As I have had time to reflect on the entire experience, I’m thankful for the service of the guards at all prisons. It can’t be easy, we come in for a short time, with one objective to share the love of Jesus. They are there daily and see what most of us can’t even imagine. As I attempt to put into perspective what getting involved with prison ministry means to me and our group, I do not want to forget those who were harmed by any of these inmates, our love and prayers are with you and your families. I pray you understand I am following our commission from God, “when I was in prison you visited me;” and for the inmates, man can incarcerate you, but God is your liberation, your freedom!

Jeff Carnie

9:30 Worship Pastor

First Baptist Church of Elk Grove

8939 East Stockton Blvd.

Elk Grove, Ca. 95624

http://www.jeffcarnieandspectrum.com

 

 

 


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Shout by Jeff Carnie

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A church ran into difficulty when the elders decided that one man was shouting too much in church. They thought he might disturb the very distinguished guests the church was suddenly now having. So the elders called the pastor aside and notified him that this shouter must be refrained. The pastor told them “I won’t tell him to stop shouting, but I will go with you if you wish to tell him”. So, soon off they went to vist this farmer. 

As they drove down the dusty road to his house, they found him plowing his huge field with his mule near the fence line. One elder spoke for all of the others, stating how they had voted to ask him to hold the shouting down when in the worship service and the potential problem it would cause. 

The old farmer quickly stated, “See that beautiful wife standing over there? God gave her to me. See that beautiful farm house? God gave us that house. “See those beautiful children playing in the yard? God gave us those children. See all of this beautiful land? God gave me this land. Now, hold my mule while I shout!”

BE BLESSED!

Pastor Jeff Carnie

9:30 Worship Pastor

First Baptist Church

8939 East Stockton, Blvd.

Elk Grove, CA. 95624

www.fbceg.org

www.jeffcarnieandspectrum.com

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He Will Carry You

There is no problem too big God cannot solve it.
There is no mountain too tall He cannot move it.
And there is no storm too dark God cannot calm it.
There is no sorrow too deep He cannot soothe it.JesusCarryingyou

And if He carried the weight of the world upon His shoulders,
I know my brother that He will carry you.
And if He carried the weight of the world upon His shoulders,
I know my sister that He will carry you.

Lynda Randle

 
Some years ago in an attempt to get healthier, I joined a local gym. I would routinely get up at 4:00 a.m. each morning to do my work out before commuting one hour each way to the bay area for work. This particular morning was no different from the previous mornings, when I arrived at the gym, I felt especially good so I decided to do what is called a “drop set.” A drop set is when you progressively lessen the weight you are lifting.  I placed six 45 pound plates on the bar which is a total of 270 pounds. I cleared the bench, locked my arms and was able to complete five reps with ease. I was feeling really confident and pumped up so I decide against my better judgment to add weight instead of lowering the weight. I added two 25 plates to the bar, do the math I have just increased the weight to 320 pounds. I sat on the edge of the bench staring into the mirror attempting to psych myself out; I laid down on the bench, lifted the weight and quickly realized that this was different! Although I cleared the weight off the rack, and was able to bring it down to my chest, I was not able to push the weight all the way up to
re-rack it. In other words, I wasn’t able to complete the rep. There I was, all by myself with no spotter to assist me and not enough strength to clear the bar. I only had one option available to me, and that was to lay the weight across my chest and roll it down my body; so that’s what I did and man DID IT HURT!

I learned some valuable lessons that day, never lift heavy weights alone, always have a spotter; don’t attempt to lift more than you physically able. This is a life’s lesson, how often do we try to handle our problems by ourselves,
lifting/carrying the load of sin and despair alone. However we don’t have to go it alone, God is always there to do the power lifting for us. And when you fall or stumble He will be there to catch and even carry you!

Pastor Jeff Carnie

9:30 Worship Pastor

First Baptist Church

8939 East Stockton, Blvd.

Elk Grove, CA. 95624

www.fbceg.org

www.jeffcarnieandspectrum.com

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TRUST IN HIM

 Man:    God, can I ask you a question?hand-of-god - Copy

God:    Sure.
Man:    
Promise you won’t get mad…
God:    
I promise.
Man:    
Why did you let so much stuff happen to me today?
God:    
What do you mean?
Man:    
Well, I woke up late.
God:    
Yes.
Man:    
My car took forever to start.
God:    
Okay.
Man:    
At lunch they made my sandwich wrong  and I had to wait.
God:    
Hmmm.
Man:    
On the way home, my phone went DEAD, just as I picked up a call.
God:    
All right.

Man:    And on top of it all, when I got home I just wanted to soak my feet in my new foot massager and  relax.  BUT it wouldn’t work!!!  Nothing went right today!  Why did you do that?

God:    Let me see… the death angel was at your bed this morning and I had to send one of my angels to battle him for your life.  I let you sleep through that.

Man:    (humbled): Oh.

GOD:   I didn’t let your car start because there was a drunk driver on your route that would have hit you   if you were on the road.


Man:    
(ashamed)
God:    
The first person who made your sandwich today was sick and I didn’t want you to catch what  he has.  I knew you couldn’t afford to miss work.


Man:
    (embarrassed) Okay.
God:    
Your phone went dead because the person that was calling was going to give false witness about what you said on that call.  I didn’t even let you talk to them so you would be covered.


Man:
    (softly)  I see, God.
God:    
Oh, and that foot massager had a short that was going to throw out all of the power in your house tonight.  I didn’t think you wanted to be in the dark.


Man:    
I’m, sorry, God.
God:    
Don’t be sorry; just learn to trust Me… in all things, the good and the bad.
Man:    
I will trust you.
God:    
And don’t doubt that my plan for your day is always better than your plan.
Man:    
I won’t, God.  And let me just tell you, God, thank You for everything today.
God:    
You’re welcome, child.  It was just another day being your God and looking after my children…

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