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Reg Hind: A Great Australian in War and Peace, founder of SGM Aust.

Reginald Hind – Saved from a bullet hitting a Bible in his coat pocket, later became the first Secretary of Scripture Gift Mission, Australia rumours have circulated for years about soldiers being literally saved by the thickness of a Bible in their breast pocket – but is there any truth to it? In the case of Reg Hind, not only is the rumour true, but it led to an incredible life devoted to the work of scripture and serving his fellow man.Reginald Arthur Hind, 1897–1982“A Great Australian in War and Peace” was the title of a prize winning essay written by Reg Hind’s grandson. The prize was presented by the NSW Returned Soldiers League. How was he great?“Your gentleness has made me great” Ps18:35.On completion of High School, Reg enlisted in the 6th Field Ambulance, not wanting to kill, but to actually save life. Upon deployment to Gallipoli, his father sent him off with the words from scripture: “A thousand may fall at your side, ten thousand at your right hand, but it will not come near to you.” Ps91:7. These were encouraging words for a young man heading to a war zone.As a private at Anzac Cove, Reg had been noted by his officers for his bravery in serving his fellow man and in facing grave danger to rescue wounded soldiers. It was during this time that in his own effort to save others, the scriptures would save him in a most literal sense; the actual pages of a New Testament in his left breast had stopped a bullet from killing him. There was some recovery from his injuries, but Reginald Hind was to return to service.
The actual pages of a New Testament stopped a bullet from killing Reg
Later in France, now a Sergeant serving at Pozieres, he was recommended and received a Military Medal “for valued service … he has proved himself a gallant soldier and a fine example of endurance and devotion to duty to his men”. Reg had rescued men from a gas barrage under heavy enemy fire.The following year, 1917 in the battle of Polygon Wood near Ypres, Reg left his men in safety, and under heavy machine gun fire and shelling, located the Ambulance Post which had moved forward with the fighting. He brought up his stretcher bearers and evacuated the wounded who had been there for 48 hours. For this he received a Bar to his first Military Medal, but was severely wounded during this action and was evacuated to Hospital in England.Letters received from Reg’s commanding officers assured his father that his son was the “whitest man in the unit” and “his fine physical condition” would see him recovered from his injuries.By God’s saving and keeping power the shrapnel had peppered beside the spine but not the spine itself. And although arteries were severed, packing of the wounds staunched the flow, infection did not ensue, and over time healing occurred. This however was significant enough to have Reg invalided out of the Army.Reg had proved his Lord trustworthy and lived in dependence on Him.Come World War ll, leaving a good position, Reg again went to war. This time, his aim was not only the saving of men during this life, but also for eternity. As a Welfare Officer, at Greta Soldier’s Camp NSW with Open Air Campaigners, he ran a welfare hut where the men could relax, write home, play games, listen to music and above all hear the way to life through Jesus. On the wall of the welfare hut was an etching of a soldier kneeling before the Cross with the caption, “We kneel only to Thee”.Many soldiers were comforted, encouraged and saved through the Scriptures being read and explained in quiet talk and formal services.
A post-war Reg soldiered on in peace time! He became an evangelist and preacher for the Brethren Assemblies and participated in some church planting. He later became the first Secretary-Director of SGM Australia (now SGM Lifewords), passionately sharing God’s word, printing it and making it available to whoever needed it. He would bring in Bible booklets, testaments and portions that were tailor made to unique audiences, and thousands were given to the armed forces each year. Reg continued to promote the Word of God which in early life he had come to know and rely on its life giving power.__________________________________________________________________________________________________

Rick Morse

I was born in 1946.  My parents, with good intentions, attempted to plan and plot my whole life and ultimately wanted a university degree of some kind for me. However, I became a rebel to their cause and determined to fail at everything important to them.  In doing so, I failed to understand that my attitudes would affect my whole psyche.  Two weeks before my Leaving Certificate exams, I realised my rebellious attitude to parental control had caused me to waste much of my childhood.  I was not ready for those exams and it was at that time I prayed my first serious prayer!  Two weeks cramming did not compensate for years of rebellion!  I managed to scrape through the Leaving Certificate with marks that suggested I must have been the last person to pass that year in NSW.  Later, I managed to scrape through Agricultural College in the same way.  Looking back, I have no doubt that God's hand was on me.  
In 1966, my National Service Call-up papers came, but were deferred until after my graduation from College.  At my pre-call up medical exam, the attending doctor asked if I wanted to go into the army and perhaps on to Vietnam.  I understood he had the ability to fail me medically.  Even so, I answered in the affirmative. 
Those were the days of idealism.  The Australian Government and most of our citizens were very much in favour of the war.  However, idealism flew out the window and realism hit hard and fast when I donned the Australian Defence Force uniform. 
On entering the Royal Australian Army in 1967, I was no longer Rick Morse, rebel for my own cause.  I became 2786160, Gunner Morse and trained for things that caused major inner conflict and mental torment lasting to this day.
From the time we left the farewell partying at Mascot Airport, entered the war zone and returned home, life was surreal.  Unless I had personally seen and experienced war, I could not believe the reality of it.  I discovered that under the pressures of war, some men act in ways foreign to them – in ways that most would find unacceptable under “normal” circumstances. 
Early in my training, I clearly made it known that I could not kill anyone, probably even to save my own life.  No doubt, the “powers that be” realised my shortcomings.  So, my responsibilities in Vietnam became that of a driver with 1 Aust. Civil Affairs Unit.  I strongly suspect that I failed officer training school at Scheyville because of my attitudes in this matter.
The main tasks of the Civil Affairs Unit included visits to villages in Phuoc Tuy Province to try to “win the hearts and minds” of the local people.  We worked to rebuild devastated villages, give agricultural and engineering advice and provide medical help.  Because the “enemy” did not wear badges identifying themselves as such, in effect, we were helping both sides in the conflict. We were rarely under fire.
As a driver, I had to stay with my vehicle when away from base.  Left alone for long periods while my transported passengers went about their business, the local children soon surrounded me wanting to sell iced cans of soft drinks and talk.  I realised that kids are kids all over the world; its war that makes the difference.  I couldn't hate them; in my own mind I couldn't justify helping to kill these people for whom I came to care for through hours of exposure.  
Most of the villagers were survivors.  Whoever won a local battle, the villagers would be happy to fly that side's flag until the other side regained control.  For the most part they just wanted peace.  Taxes were high, food was scarce and life was cheap.  The local folk never knew what day would bring death to them, their family or loved ones. 
Sometimes we would come across dead enemy soldiers in or near the villages, many appeared to be only one or two years older than the children I had befriended.  I trusted those kids.  They couldn't be among those known to throw hand grenades at passing vehicles and the like!  Hmmmm! 
I became sick at heart at observing my fellow soldiers becoming cynical and war hardened.  I could not cope with some of their attitudes and became a loner.  At meal times, I ate from army ration packs far away from the mess.  I spoke as little as possible to others and just went about my duties.  I might have been a square peg in a round hole at school and College, but nothing like this.  Once again, I cried out to God, this time to get me out of this hell-hole.  I couldn't cope any more.  I might have been depressed facing exams earlier, but this was something else. 
A week or so later I began urinating blood.  The medics did numerous tests and, being apparently confused at my condition, could not find the cause.  So just after TET in 1968, I was medivacced home with some sort of urinary tract infection.
In the few months I was in Vietnam, the attitudes of most Australians to the war had changed, mostly due to TV and newspaper stories.  Most Australians not only opposed the war now, but some expressed very negative feelings towards those who went to fight there, many being National Servicemen.  I was warned to wear only civilian clothes in public when not on duty and not to enter RSL Clubs for fear of retribution.  Even my father-in-law said on one occasion that the war in Vietnam was not a “real” war.  
Revisiting Vietnam in 2002 in an effort to rid myself of some “ghosts”, I realised the extent of the lies that had been told by the Australian and US governments to justify their actions for being in Vietnam.  I realised how history could be moulded by a nation's appeal to a certain viewpoint, especially through the press.  Also, I realised how much the North Vietnamese were determined to stand their ground and wondered whether anyone could prevail against such determination in guerrilla warfare short of wide-spread genocide. 
Although I did not acknowledge it initially, Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) kicked in during the late 1990s, adding to other Vietnam-related disabilities. I did not apply to the Department of Veterans Affairs (DVA) for help for many years as I was gainfully employed, decided I wasn’t a “nut case” (everyone else had a problem, not me), and felt I could live with the prostate and other problems.  I had enjoyed a most successful and enjoyable post army career as an environmental scientist. 
Eventually, no longer able to continue in gainful employment, I retired at age 66, one year too late to be able to be classified by Australian law as “Totally and Permanently Incapacitated”.  It was then that my pride surrendered, I saw a psychiatrist and began a roller coaster ride with the DVA.  
Like a lot of veterans, I had to fight the DVA to obtain acknowledgement of my medical issues.  More to the point, nobody told me of the help that was available – I had to find that out for myself. 
So, when did I really come to understand and see that all my life God really was looking out for me?  I guess when the problems of PTSD, what I now understand to be chronic bacterial prostatitis and other issues became too much for me to live with.  The final straw came when I had to retire well before I intended.  During the previous 40 years, though, God showed His love for me in many amazing ways, some in the category of outright miraculous – but that is another story! 
Pastor Uong Nguyen’s story 
Adapted from his book:   I AM A NEW CREATION
As we read the Bible we see the reality of life that, “There is time for everything under heaven.” (Ecclesiastes 3:1-8).  If I have to describe my life I would say it is very much like a river that has run through so many twists and turns, deadly and surprising. Now, today, I can  sit down and write about it. 
 There are many times I have shed a great amount of tears because of the life I have experienced and the life which the Lord has led me to and through and yet, I am at this time (I believe) one of the most satisfied people on earth.
 My life began in the war torn nation of North Vietnam under the Communist regime.  I was one of its proud products, atheistic in belief and hating all that was labelled as Imperialism. Troubles and hardship in those days assisted the Communists to advance the doctrine of a Utopia. I grew up to see the lethal and destructive nature of civil war and, witnessed the display of the international power of heavy weights. 
 My face nowadays still shows the marks and scars of that war.  I remember a close friend being killed, and the killing of my own older blood brother, (killed as a result of a bombing raid on his university campus in North Vietnam.)With the loss of a close friend and an older brother, my mind wasn’t able to focus enough to achieve academically. As a matter of fact, I wasn’t impressed much with life and education as I was made to repeat year 6.  As a result my life was engulfed with shame and failure. 
 But the twist to life did not stop there. In the midst of that trouble my nation again became involved in a third Indochina war. I was mobilized to defend the Vietnamese border, then sent to Cambodia as a peace keeping soldier.  I was at this time a specialist in my reconnaissance unit.Eventually we were sent on search and destroy mission deep into the very heartland of the Khmer Rouge in Northwest Cambodia.It was here in that dangerous work that my unit and I were ambushed by the Khmur Rouge.  I was wounded during this ambush but not captured and I soon became lost and disorientated in the jungle for many days. 
I was a desperate lost soul searching for my unit in vain.  Days later (I was almost dead from thirst and hunger) I was captured by the Khmer Rouge in a dry creek bed.No one in Vietnam at that time could ever imagine a Vietnamese soldier surviving in the hands of those ‘worst of brutal killers then known… The Khmer rouge.’ 
 As a prisoner of war, under the worse scenario of hate and vengeance the world had seen, I underwent the worst test of my life along with the monsoon rains, sickness and malaria which attacked me physically and emotionally.I, myself, these many years later still cannot answer the question, “How did I survive?” I really thought I would not live through this blackest of times especially to live through it and be able to tell of it.  But the Lord was right there in the midst of all my trouble and torture……even when I was buried alive by my captors.
 Some have heard my story and asked, “If the Lord was right there in the midst of your troubles, why didn’t He rescue you?”I am not here to try to tell the world what or why, the Lord is doing what He does in His realm.I am here to witness about my life being spared by the miracles of God. 
I was later rescued by the International Red Cross.  This organization brought me out of the dark pit of the Khmer Rouge death sentence and into Thailand.One would think that my life would have begun to be better in Thailand, away from the Khmer Rouge, there is no doubt about this, but in the land of Thailand I had to undergo another kind of imprisonment and torture for information that the Thai Military wanted.  
The Thai Intelligence Unit sought every piece of information about the Vietnamese army they could extract, and I was their target.After months in the Thai Military prison, I was sent to Phanatnikhom Refugee Camp as a refugee.  I lived there from 1985 to 1989.  In that camp I befriended many religious people because, I had come to the conclusion that the atheistic point of view was not getting me anywhere.  It would not get me out of the frustration and pain of what I had experienced at the hands of the Khmer Rouge.  It would not, could not, explain the killing of millions of Cambodians, which was the product of this atheistic point of view.
 I was compelled to search for the truth.As an Asian, I wanted to identify myself as a Buddhist, but God didn’t want me to see and live life as a Buddhist.  God wanted me to know Him as my Saviour and that through faith in Him I would have  real and true identity.  How did I come to know a personal God? There in the Refugee Camp out of desperation, deprivation and sheer silliness, I and other ex-soldiers, took and tore up two Vietnamese Bibles for the paper they provided. Many pages were used as cigarette paper.  The rest we used as wallpaper to keep out the wind, rain and vermin in our quarters.  I never knew that it was the Lord, who allowed these things to happen to get my attention.  In that very refugee camp, the wallpaper from the Bible we tore apart, became the first pages of the Bible I had ever read and what I read was based on Ecclesiastes 11:9.  Rejoice, O young man in your youth, and let your heart cheer you in the days of your youth; walk in the ways of  your heart, and in the sight of your eyes; But know that for all these God will  bring you into judgment.
Suddenly, fearfully I took the warning seriously and kept on reading.  In reading this portion of the bible I was touched to the core of my being and began to fear the Lord.  I realised it was He that had rescued me from the jungle, imprisonment and death.
Eventually, I was accepted by the Australian government and came to Australia as a refugee.  Coming to Australia was a wonderful thing for me, but that joy was short lived because I was still laden with multiple problems.  In the peaceful North shore of Sydney, all the problems began to surface.  I was not equipped to cope with them.
 I became a drunkard, until a prophetic word came from a renowned Pastor (Pete Morrow from New Zealand).  He was an agent from the Lord, sent to speak to me.  I was convicted deep in my spirit and my life began from that moment to soar from where the Lord found me.I deeply repented from the past.  I learned to appreciate life, learned to forgive, learned to express myself freely and learned to live a new life under the guidance of the Holy spirit.
As with a river, with all its currents, twists and turns, I emptied myself to the Lord as a river empties into the ocean.  I lost myself in Him and the wonderful thing is that I found myself enriched in all aspects of my life.  I am empowered by God and alive.Above all else, I live a life of thankfulness for all the things the Lord has done in my life.In Christ I truly have a new life and I appreciate every single moment of it.I am now a Pastor of a family church in Western Sydney.Thanks be to God! 
God bless you.  Pastor Uong Nguyen  9/8/2011
My Story - Brigadier Jim Wallace (Retired)  AM

In my experience over 32 years as a soldier I was constantly amazed at how big our God is and how important that was to a soldier.
I perhaps first learned this while an unarmed observer in Southern Lebanon – not a sought after job, despite the good remuneration!  Probably a good training ground for politics, because as you try to stop whoever is fighting that day from killing each other, you soon learn they all hate you.
I was in talking to the Red Crescent (Red Cross) one morning finding out who had been fighting who over the night before that we might have missed, when two shells landed in a nearby refugee camp.  A radio call came in to the ambulance centre and the workers advised us that an old man had been killed and that the second shell had killed a mother and daughter whose car was hit; and knowing we had to report it, they said: “You come in with us.”
Most people have seen on news reels the high emotion that surrounds Islamic funerals and it is not somewhere to be if you can be remotely linked to the cause of death.   We would always go into situations like that, where we could only report the event and couldn’t affect it, some 36hrs later, when all the emotion Almost inexplicably dissipates, once the dead are buried.
But these fellows, realising our concern said, “You come with us, you’ll be safe”.  It’s like me saying to you: “Trust me, I’m from Canberra.” 
But I did, and as we went our vehicle was surrounded by 1500 very angry people and we were jostled from the vehicle and up the steps of a central meeting hall. 
As I went up the steps a young teenage boy grabbed my sleeve and dragged me down the stairs to the vehicle in which the mother and daughter had died.  Their bodies had been removed, but the blood was still fresh on the vehicle and he took my hand and rubbed it in it.  He was clearly saying you stop us getting into Israel, but don’t stop this – things weren’t looking good.
We were then held in a meeting hall while a small executive decided whether to execute us in retribution.
Now if this had been one of those computer games that the kids play, I would have simply jumped up, flattened everyone, only 1500 of them, and walked out – but it wasn’t a computer game, it was real and this problem was too big for me.
All I could do was appeal to someone bigger, and I recalled the images of how big our God is that we have in Isaiah 40:12 – 13.  Images that tell us that he measures the mountains on scales and the hills in a balance, that he can hold the seas of the earth in the palms of his hands and mark out the heavens with the span of his hand.  Imagine that, every year the scientists tell us the heavens are larger and still God can mark them out with the span of his hands.
I learned not only how big god was that day, but that he works differently to us.  He didn’t send in legions of angels or the SAS – he changed hearts and after a few hours they let us go.
In all walks of life and in a lot of different situations in the military, we are presented with obstacles or tasks that seem bigger than us, but it is at those very points that it is important to have recourse to a very big God, as we have.
Brigadier Jim Wallace AM spent 32 years in the Army including command of SASR, the Special Forces and 1st Brigade.
Should we ever give up?
I am sure there are times in our lives when we ask ourselves if is it worth continuing on the current course our feet are on. It could be in the middle of a marathon race or an obstacle course. Perhaps it concerns a diet, or some other habit that is increasingly taking over a life.  Perhaps too, it’s just the effort of trying to survive in a career or just the pressure of living life itself.  It could be the stress of a marriage, a divorce, or living with sights seen and endured in the past.
 When we are feeling fine and healthy and full of energy, it is no problem to keep at the allotted task we have set ourselves. The question or thought of giving up is asked when we are under pressure!
Our bodies could be at breaking point if it is a physical task.  Our minds could be screaming out if it is in the emotional area.
How do we combat this?  Well, if you have been a member of the armed services and have endured a marathon of some sort, you have no option but to keep going, unless of course, you collapse en-route.  Then you have the obligation to, when feeling better, go back to the beginning and start again!
What about the emotional breaking point?  If you have a close mate or a buddy at this time, they will normally hold out their hands to you and walk beside you for a season until you feel a little more stable in life. Of course, deeper counseling may need to be sought after.
What about a habit that is creeping in and consuming your time and thoughts? This is harder to get victory over.  Most negative habits are done in secret, we may be too ashamed to admit them so we hide them from seeing eyes.
There is someone who can see all your dark secrets and pressures of life, someone who knows you better than you know yourself and His name is Jesus. 
He loves you so much that He died for you.  (John 3:16). He willingly gave His life up to rescue yours.    He did it a long time ago but His promises of life for you are current for today.  During His death He bore in His own body the consequences of all the dark deeds we have done, all our habits and pressures and pain that we have suffered, he has suffered too. In exchange He promised us life as a new person.  (2 Corinthians 5:17)
The only thing we have to do to participate in this new life is to believe and accept that He is the Son of God, then ask Him to help us in our situation.  (Acts 16:31,  John 20:31, Acts 13:39)
He does not wipe out of our lives all pain and suffering, but He does promise to walk in them with us, and give us a way out or through them.  When we share our burdens with Him, the pressures diminish. (Psalm 55:22).
So what happens if we slip up and fall flat on our faces again?   Lamentations 3:23 is the answer, His promises are new to  us every morning.
As we believe and desire a walk with Him who loves us so deeply, our problems fade in His presence.  Why does He loves us without condemnation?  Because His love is pure and unselfish,  it comes straight from the Throne room of God Our Heavenly Father who is love Himself.
Pause, and think on this.
My prayer for you this month is that:
Where ever you are right now in your lives,  as you share  your life's pressures with the God of all Creation who loves you with a deep abiding love, may He meet all of your needs according to His great riches in glory. May His peace surround you, his angels protect you and his love en-compass you and all yours day and night.
God be with you.
Chaplain Carla Evans
PS.  Don’t forget to thank Him when His hand has reached out and grabbed yours!   
Impossible Mountains
My heart was in my mouth so to speak.  There sitting on top of the slippery dip was our 18 month old grandson.  He had managed to climb the ladder and was sitting on the flat top trying to find the courage to slide down the length of the slippery dip. 
 His Father was standing nearby and saying, “Come on, you can do it Joshua.  Come on, you can do it.”
 I dare not say anything but wondered how an 18 month old boy could climb up a ladder, clamber onto the flat ridge and face the long slide down to the ground by himself. I could see the dangers and I wanted to go and rescue this grandson of mine, but he was his Dad’s responsibility so I held my tongue, and watched and waited.
With encouragement from his Dad, Joshua finally let go and began his descent.  He had reached half way when his body turned causing him to roll over and over and hit the ground with a bit of a thump.  His Dad did not move.  He quietly said, “Come on Joshua, get up”. 
Joshua got up, had the biggest grin on his face, and ran to climb the ladder again.  It wasn’t that his Dad was not concerned for his well being, it was just that a Dad knows what his child is capable of and with encouragement can do things we, as bystanders, don’t think they can do.
You know God is like that.  He knows us very well. He knows what we are capable of doing. He encourages us to keep trying to do what we think is impossible. How does He know we can do something we don’t think we can?  Because He has given us the abilityto do it.Like Joshua, we might roll and tumble a bit at first, but we get there. God, being our Heavenly Father, stands by and encourages us to keep trying, to keep at the given task and not to give up.  
How sweet is that success when we have, with God's help, conquered that ‘impossible mountain’ in our lives.  God never leaves us, He is always standing by encouraging and confirming us.  “His eye is on the sparrow, and I know he watches me,” are words of a song sung by George Beverly Shea. 
It is written in God’s word, “I can do all things through Christ Jesus who strengthens me.” Phil. 4:13“For He has not given me a spirit of fear, but of power, love and a sound mind.” 2 Timothy 1:7 
Go out and conquer your problems, go back and mend your fences, go on and be encouraged for our Father in Heaven has given us the ability, strength, wisdom and courage to do all that we need to do for Him. 
God bless

Chaplain Carla Evans 

Something different to further explain God's greatness!
God truly is Amazing.God's accuracy may be observed in the hatching of eggs... For example:
-the eggs of the potato bug hatch in 7 days;
-those of the canary in 14 days;
-those of the barnyard hen in 21 days;
-The eggs of ducks and geese hatch in 28 days;
-those of the mallard in 35 days;
-The eggs of the parrot and the  ostrich hatch in 42 days.

(Notice,they are all divisible by seven, the number of days in a week!)

God's wisdom is seen in the making of an elephant. The four legs of this great beast all bend forward in the same direction. No other quadruped is so made. God planned that this animal would have a huge body, too large to live on two legs. For this reason He gave it four fulcrums so that it can rise from the ground easily. 

The horse rises from the ground on its two front legs first. A cow rises from the ground with its two hind legs first. How wise the Lord is in all His works His creation! God's wisdom is revealed in His arrangement of sections and segments, as well as in the number of grains.

- Each watermelon has an even number of stripes on the rind.
- Each orange has an even number of segments.
- Each ear of corn has an even number of rows.
- Each stalk of wheat has an even number of grains.
- Every bunch of bananas has on its lowest row an even number of bananas, and each row decreases by one,so that one row has an even number and the next row an odd number.
- The waves of the sea roll in on shore twenty-six to the minute in all kinds of weather.
- All grains are found in even numbers on the stalks, and the Lord specified thirty fold, sixty fold, and a hundred fold all even numbers.

God has caused the flowers to blossom at certain specified times during the day. Linnaeus, the great botanist, once said that if he had a conservatory containing   the right kind of soil, moisture and temperature, he could tell the time of day or night by the flowers that were open and those that were closed!The lives of each of you may be ordered by the Lord in a beautiful way for His glory, if you will only entrust Him with your life. If you try to regulate your own life, it will only be a mess and a failure. Only the One Who made the brain and the heart can successfully guide them to a profitable end.  I HOPE YOU FIND THIS AS FASCINATING AS I DID. May God Bless You In Ways You Never Even Dreamed Today!

Chaplain Carla Evans


"Life without God is like an unsharpened pencil - it has no point."

PSALM  147: 3
MATTHEW 12;20,21
What does it mean to be broken-hearted? Or  live our lives like a bruised reed?
  1.  It means that a person is grievously sad from a betrayal or failure of a love/trust relationship. 
  2.  To be crushed completely or have one’s feeling shattered of trust in a person, a belief or friendship.
  3. To lose a loved one from this earthly realm.

What does it mean to bind up?
  1.  To strap up
  2. To swathe in bandages
  3. To cause a joining or uniting

I believe this means that those of us who have experienced the wounds that caused our hearts to be broken can have them bandaged by the healing power of God.

When a person has a very bad external infection, bandages can be applied and even though the suffering pain of healing goes on beneath the bandages, we cannot see the healing taking place.

When we have been hurt on the inside of us, it is only God that can reach in to the very depth and source of the pain and bring His love and healing to us by swathing the pain and hurt with His love and healing power.  (That is of course, if we really, honestly ask Him for healing!)  We can’t see Him working, but even as we cannot see the healing  going on under the bandages that have been applied to our external wounds, we can be assured that God does heal on the inside of us too. 

Healing of the external can sometimes take some time, and so does healing on the internal parts of us.

However, when one has wounds, it is normal to seek someone who can care for those wounds.  Ie a medic  or doctor. Steps must be taken b y the injured to ensure that they come into the presence of someone who can apply the needed assistance.

When we have internal emotional bruising and brokenness, we need to take those first initial steps towards God who can, when we ask, begin the healing process and bind up our internal wounds.

If you are hurting so bad on the inside of you, what have you got to lose in asking God to start His mighty healing power in you?

Just ask Him along these lines:  “Please Father God, The bible says that you are the same yesterday, today and forever.  I am asking you if you will come into my life and heal this pain that won’t go away, heal this ache caused by the weight of my grief and hurt.  Help me to thank you day by day for the work that you are doing in the dealing with my hurts.  In Jesus name. Amen.”

If you want to name some of those hurts in the ears of God, He will listen and hear you.  Please know though, He already knows what your pain is, but He still wants us to tell Him about them.  This is good, because it is step one of our healing as when we whisper to Him our hurts, that  starts the cracking of the wall of pain we have put up around us.

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God bless, keep, support and sustain you all


Carla Evans

2 Corinthians 12:9
I will confess that as a teenager I received my share of love letters.  They were kept in a little blue and gold sewing box along with other personal items.   
Some young man had taken the time and made the effort to write to share with me some of his personal thoughts and feelings.  Those letters, when first received, made my heart flutter and made me feel so special.  They meant that someone liked me! Wow!
Of course, that meant I had to write and respond didn’t it? (Communication in those days was not by text messages, Skype or other modern means of technology!) For days I waited for his response as no doubt he had waited for mine.
Recently, for some unknown reason, I thought of those letters. They are long discarded now but the memory of them still makes me think the sender of them was kind and sweet.
Today, I am in possession of another love letter. When I opened it and began to read, my heart began to beat and flutter all over again!  I was amazed!
 The author of this letter asks if He could love me forever and promises that His love for me is unconditional.  He shares how He has always loved me and has always wanted the best for me in life but couldn’t tell me this until I was ready to hear it. 
Parts of this letter state that His heart longs for my love and attention and He wants to fill me with His love and to know me intimately.  Along with all this, He promises to provide for my needs and can care for me because His wealth is unlimited.  He is willing to listen to all my secrets, to share my heartaches and embarrassments and will hold all confidences.  Wow again!
He has also prepared for me an advocate to be on standby if I ever I should need one.

Is this for real I asked myself?  Yep, it certainly is.  Do you want to read this letter?  Please open up the bible and read your love letter from the One who loves you so much that He died for you.  He loves you so much He promises to care for you in life and in death. He promises, if we allow Him to, to put His love within us so that we always can sense His presence and protection. 
Isn’t it something wonderful to be loved like that? All we have to do is ask the Inspirer of the Bible for His love and forgiveness and believe Him for it. So very easy yet so very hard.


Chaplain Carla Evans
My prayer for you is that the God of love, the Creator of love and life will encompass you with His power and presence, filling you with His peace so that you may be blessed as you are a blessing!

‘Sappers' and how they work with God.
sapper,  military engineer. The name is derived from the French word sappe (“spadework,” or “trench”) and became connected with military engineering during the 17th century, when attackers dug covered trenches to approach the walls of a besieged fort. They also tunneled under those walls and then collapsed the tunnels, thus undermining the walls. These trenches and tunnels were called “saps,” and their diggers came to be called “sappers.”
In modern armies, sappers serve three functions. They provide tactical support on the battlefield by installing portable bridges, tank traps, and other construction; they build major support facilities, such as airports, supply roads, fuel depots, and barracks; and they are assigned additional tasks, including the disarming and disposal of mines and unexploded bombs and shells and the preparation and distribution of maps. See military engineering.
During the 1964-1972 war in Vietnam, Sappers were essential .  One, apart from the excavations, building and the clearing of fire support bases, was to enter tunnels, including the now historical Cu Chin tunnels and search for information on the enemy.
These tunnels were built by and made for the slightly built Asian person and not the larger framed Westerner.  Holding a pistol in one hand, a bayonet in the other and having a torch and walkie-talkie attached to his head gear, the sapper would, after the tunnel had been superficially cleansed with a smoke bomb to ascertain any other entrances or exits, begin his search.
The tunnels were pitch black, smelt of damp earth, were suffocating in size and also could hold boobie traps of krait snakes tied by their tails with fishing wire, just waiting to strike an unsuspecting soldier with its venomous poison. There could also be a primed hand grenade waiting to be disturbed by anyone shuffling by, or poisoned bamboo shoots sitting quietly beneath a false level of earth.  Of course, there could also be an enemy with his own loaded weapon quietly waiting for the searcher to come within his range.
 It was the sapper’s job to discover the purpose of the tunnel being searched.  Did it hold hospitals? Schools? Military Head quarters? Was it a through-road to some other nearby village? Could any information that was uncovered be used by the Allies? What was it hiding? All this needed to be ascertained before the tunnel was destroyed.
The sapper meanwhile, on haunches or sliding on his belly would sometimes have to travel a long distance in his exploration. He was alone, unaided and in hostile territory where every movement could bring him closer to death or injury.  Whispering into the walkie-talkie of his finds and the direction he was going, he would receive orders from his officer above. Sometimes the order was to withdraw or other times he would be told to continue.
Dangerous work. Brave men.
Those who believe in the Lord Jesus Christ, can be likened to sappers.
We can go into dangerous territory; moving among scoffing and mocking unbelievers. We are sent into dark places.  The world really does contain evil, dark forces that cause nothing but death and fear. They are called principalities and powers in the bible and their favourite target are Christians. Proverbs 6:12-19
We have our weapons:  the bayonet is the Word of God (Proverbs 5:4), the light on the head gear is the power  of God’s  light over darkness (Proverbs 5:4, Psalm 119:105) the pistol is part of our spiritual armour, (Ephesians 6: 10-18).
The boobie traps are the pleasures and wealth of this world in which we live.  Many a person has been trapped into doing something they don’t want to do because of the temptations of life and have suffered from its poison.  When tempted to participate, the end result can be confusion, condemnation, depression and frustration to a believer. Romans 8:1.
The Walkie talkie of course is our prayer line direct to God.  As we communicate and share our daily living and understanding of life with Him, He teaches us to listen to His words of wisdom or encouragement.
At times it is wiser for us to withdraw from a confrontation rather than to proceed with it.  That is why we need to listen closely to our Commander’s instructions.  He is ‘up top’ and can see the big picture while we are down here on earth, not being able to see or understand the situation we may find ourselves in.
Yep, I can see many similarities.  A Christian, like a sapper, is also a road builder.  Christians build roads towards the heavenly city of God’s Kingdom. Christians can use heavy duty equipment which is praying in the power of the Holy Spirit, to accomplish something.  Christians, using the methods of the “Chief of Engineers” can plot and make a map to use for the pathways of life.
Yep, Christians have a lot in common with Sappers.
God bless
Chaplain Carla Evans

The Resume of Jesus Christ

Address:  Ephesians 1:20
Phone:  Romans 10:13
Website:  The Bible .
Keywords: Christ, Lord, Savior and Jesus

My name is Jesus -The Christ. Many call me Lord! I've sent you my resume because I'm seeking the top management position in your heart. Please consider my accomplishments as set forth in my resume.

I founded the earth and established the heavens, (See Proverbs 3:19)
I formed man from the dust of the ground, (See Genesis 2:7)
I breathed into man the breath of life, (See Genesis 2:7)
I redeemed man from the curse of the law, (See Galatians 3:13)
The blessings of the Abrahamic Covenant comes upon your life through me, (See Galatians 3:14) 

Occupational Background
I've only had one employer, (See Luke 2:49 ). I've never been tardy, absent, disobedient, slothful or disrespectful. My employer has nothing but rave reviews for me, (See Matthew 3:15 -17)

Skills Work Experiences
Some of my skills and work experiences include: empowering the poor to be poor no more, healing the brokenhearted, setting the captives free, healing the sick, restoring sight to the blind and setting at liberty them that are bruised, (See Luke 4:18). I am a Wonderful Counselor, (See Isaiah 9:6). People who listen to me shall dwell safely and shall not fear evil, (See Proverbs 1:33 ). Most importantly, I have the authority, ability and power to cleanse you of your sins, (See I John 1:7-9)

Educational Background
I encompass the entire breadth and length of knowledge, wisdom and understanding, (See Proverbs 2:6). In me are hid all of the treasures of wisdom and knowledge, (See Colossians 2:3). My Word is so powerful; it has been described as being a lamp unto your feet and a light unto your path, (See Psalms 119:105). I can even tell you all of the secrets of your heart, (See Psalms 44:21). 

Major Accomplishments
I was an active participant in the greatest Summit Meeting of all times, (See Genesis 1:26 ). I laid down my life so that you may live, (See II Corinthians 5:15 ). I defeated the arch enemy of God and mankind and made a show of them openly, (See Colossians 2:15 ). I've miraculously fed the poor, healed the sick and raised the dead! There are many more major accomplishments, too many to mention here. You can read them on my website, which is located at: www dot - the BIBLE. You don't need an Internet connection or computer to access my website. 

Believers and followers worldwide will testify to my divine healing, salvation, deliverance, miracles, restoration and supernatural guidance. 

In Summation
Now that you've read my resume, I'm confident that I'm the only candidate uniquely qualified to fill this vital position in your heart. In summation, I will properly direct your paths, (See Proverbs 3:5-6), and lead you into everlasting life, (See John 6:47 ). When can I start? Time is of the essence, (See Hebrews 3:15 ).


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