Sir Godfrey Gregg OHPM,  ROMC, LOM

“Hitherto have ye asked nothing in my name: ask, and ye shall receive, that your joy may be full.” (John 16:24).

I read this story that I am sharing with you today. There are few striking points that you must take note of and see the best way you can apply them to your life and daily activities. The Bible coaches us that the least we do for Jesus is precious in His sight. In another culture, it states that great gifts come in small packages. You will have an opportunity to chose after reading this message. We ought to treat others the way we want to be treated.

During the Civil War, a man had an only son who enlisted in the armies of the Union. The father was a banker and, although he consented to his son’s going, it seemed as if it would break his heart to let him go.

He became deeply interested in the soldier boys, and whenever he saw a uniform, his heart went out as he thought of his own dear boy. He spent his time, neglected his business, gave his money to care for the soldiers who came home invalid. His friends remonstrated with him, saying he had no right to neglect his business and spend so much thought upon the soldiers, so he fully decided to give it all up.

After he had come to this decision, there stepped into his bank one day a private soldier in a faded, worn uniform, who showed in his face and hands the marks of the hospital.

The poor fellow was fumbling in his pocket to get something or other, when the banker saw him and, perceiving his purpose, said to him:

“My dear fellow, I cannot do anything for you today. I am extremely busy. You will have to go to your headquarters; the officers there will look after you.”

Still, the poor convalescent stood, not seeming to fully understand what was said to him. Still, he fumbled in his pockets and, by and by, drew out a scrap of dirty paper, on which there were a few lines written with a pencil, and laid this soiled sheet before the banker. On it he found these words:

“Dear Father: “This is one of my comrades who was wounded in the last fight, and has been in the hospital. Please receive him as me.”

In a moment all the resolutions of indifference which this man-made, flew away. He took the boy to his palatial home, put him in Charlie’s room, gave him Charlie’s seat at the table, kept him until food and rest and love had brought him back to health, and then sent him back again to imperil his life for the flag.

You see Commanding mothers and officers, brothers and sisters. He was wounded for our transgressions, bruised for our iniquities and with the stripes, our Jesus received we are healed. Hallelujah,  when His wounded hands touch mine, oh Jesus sets me free through all eternity when His wounded hands touched mine.


Sir Godfrey Gregg D.Div

“Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in necessities, in persecutions, in distresses for Christ’s sake: for when I am weak, then am I strong.” (2 Corinthians 12:10).

      The literal translation of this verse gives a startling emphasis to it and makes it speak for itself with a force that we have probably never realized. Here It is: “Therefore I take pleasure in being without strength, in insults, in being pinched, in being chased about, in being cooped up in a corner for Christ’s sake; for when I am without strength, then am I dynamite.”

Here is the secret of Divine all-sufficiency, to come to the end of everything in ourselves and in our circumstances. When we reach this place, we will stop asking for sympathy because of our hard situation or bad treatment, for we will recognize these things as the very conditions of our blessing, and we will turn from them to God and find in them a claim upon Him.

I read about a well-known blind preacher of Scotland, who went to be with the Lord, and I want to quote him: “My God, I have never thanked Thee for my thorn. I have thanked Thee a thousand times for my roses, but not once for my thorn. I have been looking forward to a world where I shall get compensation for my cross, but I have never thought of my cross as itself a present glory.

“Teach me the glory of my cross; teach me the value of my thorn. Show me that I have climbed to Thee by the path of pain. Show me that my tears have made my rainbows.”

Yes, he was blind and God was using him in his lie to voice forth the word of God to his generation and those were his final words. Hallelujah. This reminds me of this Baptist preacher in Bequia, St. Vincent and the Grenadines who was blind. His name to everyone in the village was “Brother Joe”, and he knew the Bikle from cover to cover and was able to read it and correct you if you made a mistake while reading. He has since passed on to be with the Lord, but I still have memories of him preaching by the corner and hedges. I used to get very close to him when he was preaching. I was not a Christian at that time but was interested in the word of God from a blind man. May God bless his soul for one day I will meet with him to walk on streets of gold. Hallelujah

“Alas for him who never sees
The stars shine through the cypress trees.”


Sir Godfrey Gregg D.Div

“Behold, all ye that kindle a fire, that compass yourselves about with sparks: walk in the light of your fire, and in the sparks that ye have kindled. This shall ye have of mine hand; ye shall lie down in sorrow.” (Isaiah 50:11).

     What a solemn warning to those who walk in darkness and yet who try to help themselves out into the light. They are represented as kindling a fire and compassing themselves with sparks. What does this mean?

Why it means that when we are in darkness the temptation is to find a way without trusting in the Lord and relying on Him. Instead of letting Him help us out, we try to help ourselves out. We seek the light of nature and get the advice of our friends. We try the conclusions of our reason, and might almost be tempted to accept a way of deliverance which would not be of God at all.

All these are fires of our own kindling; rushlights that will surely lead us onto the shoals. And God will let us walk in the light of those sparks, but the end will be sorrow.

Beloved, do not try to get out of a dark place, except, in God’s time and in God’s way. The time of trouble is meant to teach you lessons that you sorely need. Yes, my brothers and sisters, there is a timing and out time is in God’s hands. We do not want to create a further mess, so let us seek Him and wait for his directions and avoid complicating the situation.

Image result for straight is the way      Premature deliverance may frustrate God’s work of grace in your life. Just commit the whole situation to Him. Be willing to abide in darkness so long as you have His presence. Remember that it is better to walk in the dark with God than to walk alone in the light.

Cease meddling with God’s plans and will. You touch anything of His, and you mar the work. You may move the hands of a clock to suit you, but you do not change the time; so you may hurry the unfolding of God’s will, but you harm and do not help the work. You can open a rosebud but you spoil the flower. Leave all to Him. Hands down. Thy will, not mine. Hallelujah

You see, not everyone is called to give directions or to lay hands on you and pray. Be careful what you ask for and wait because the directions are posted a few blocks away. Keep moving the signs are ahead. Read carefully and proceed. God is in control. I remembered my Spiritual Mother direction me on my first pilgrim journey “Straight is the way and narrow is the gate. Do not turn to the left nor the right. I am “pointing” you to yonder wicket gate and follow instructions.” Those words are like yesterday still in my ears. Your deliverance is nearer than you can imagine.


Sir Godfrey Gregg D.Div 

“Wherefore seeing we also are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us,” (Hebrews 12:1).

O run with patience is a very difficult thing. Running is apt to suggest the absence of patience, the eagerness to reach the goal. We commonly associate patience with lying down. We think of it as the angel that guards the couch of the invalid. Yet, I do not think the invalid’s patience the hardest to achieve.

There is a patience which I believe to be harder–the patience that can run. To lie down in the time of grief, to be quiet under the stroke of adverse fortune, implies a great strength; but I know of something that implies a strength greater still: It is the power to work under a stroke; to have a great weight at your heart and still to run; to have a deep anguish in your spirit and still perform the daily task. It is a Christlike thing!

Many of us would nurse our grief without crying if we were allowed to nurse it. The hard thing is that most of us are called to exercise our patience, not in bed, but in the street. We are called to bury our sorrows, not in lethargic quiescence, but in active service–in the exchange, in the workshop, in the hour of social intercourse, in the contribution to another’s joy. There is no burial of sorrow so difficult as that; it is the “running with patience.”

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This was Thy patience, O Son of man! It was at once a waiting and a running–waiting for the goal, and a doing of the lesser work meantime. I see Thee at Cana turning the water into wine lest the marriage feast should be clouded. I see Thee in the desert feeding a multitude with bread just to relieve a temporary want. All, all the time, Thou wert bearing a mighty grief, unshared, unspoken. Men ask for a rainbow in the cloud, but I would ask more from Thee. I would be, in my cloud, myself a rainbow–a minister to others’ joy. My patience will be perfect when it can work in the vineyard.

Brethren, Commanding Officers, and Mothers, most of the grief we carry are in many ways for our brothers and sisters. You see, God has not given us a fear or sorrow to bear but joy unspeakable and full of glory. Hallelujah

We have a hope, a place where there will be no sorrow, no more crying for the former things are passed away and behold all things become new. What a blessing and a feeling to know that God is a rewarder of those that diligently seek Him.