Message Bearers

Harvey Heneveld

READ : 2 Corinthians 5:11-21 During the spring and summer of 1993 I sustained an injury to my vocal cords which prevented me from preaching or teaching for four months. For about six of those weeks I was not allowed to make any sound at all, not even a whisper. I had to rely on a writing pad to communicate every thought, request and comment. I had to speed write in order to keep up with group conversations! Several times …

Soar on Eagles' Wings

Harvey Heneveld

READ : Isaiah 40:21-31 “Those who hope in the Lord . . . will soar on wings like eagles!” During the course of an average week, most of us deal with so many situations that we are spiritually depleted. Just as we need physical rest and nourishment so that our bodies can recover, we need spiritual rest and nourishment so that our souls can recover. Clearing our schedules, laying down our work and coming apart to worship the Lord is …

Does It Work?

Harvey Heneveld

READ : James 1:1-8 From time to time my wife reminds me that I have a tendency to accumulate things. The garage and basement of our home contain some items that have not been used on a weekly basis. When she suggests that I’ve never used something and we should get rid of it, I usually put up a good argument for why it might come in handy some time. Don’t tell her, but I may have some things I …

Listen to the One Who Knows

Harvey Heneveld

READ : Isaiah 55:1-13 I was sitting in the entry foyer of a large store waiting for my wife to finish shopping. As I sat there I noticed a spider crawling up the wall. He was just a tiny little spider and the cement block wall he was climbing was huge. He had no idea that he was part of such a busy place. He had no idea of how big the store was. That little spider was completely incapable …

Shaped by the Master's Hand

Harvey Heneveld

READ : Isaiah 45:1-9 I stood near the potter’s wheel at Greenfield Village in Dearborn, Michigan. I watched the potter form the soft clay with his hands. First he centered it on the wheel. Then with wet, clay-covered hands he began to shape it into a cylinder. I wondered what he was making. A bowl? A cup? A fancy dish? Gradually, I saw that he was making a tall mug. With skilled hands he worked the clay on the wheel, …