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The time of refreshing.

Today the preaching at the church was from ACTS 3 vs 1-9,one of my favourite anecdote in all of the bible.Whenever I read this episode it strangely touches me.Apart from the fact that it has some connection to my early childhood in my hometown where the sunday school teacher used to teach us this song and we as little children in all innocence used to sing these songs at the top of our voices,whether in the sunday school or otherwise.
The event goes that Peter and John are walking into the temple to preach the word of God and as they cross the gate called 'beautiful'to the temple a lame beggar eyes them and asks them for alms.Peter and John walk upto him and say,'Silver and Gold have I none,what I have I give to you,in the name of Jesus of Nazereth,stand up and walk.'The text says ,the beggar not only stood up and started walking but started jumping and praising the Lord.Further more it says that he clung to Peter and John and all the Jews there started looking at them in awe and that is when they say,'Ye men of Israel why do you marvel at this and why do you look at us like as though by our power and holiness we have made this man walk......' and they continue to preach Christ.
This anecdote speaks the very basis of what we are for and where we stand and what we ought to be doing.There is such a thin margin between being a beggar in the gate beautiful and being Peter and John.This question is valid in the lives of all humanity unfortunately for some of us believers included.
The portion the pastor stressed on was the need for repentance and conversion so that 'the times of refreshing will come from the presence of the Lord'.
For the beggar in the gate beautiful and the people of that town in Israel,'the time of refreshing'came because Peter and Paul stepped out in faith and the Lord honoured it.

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