Allen Chapel Free Will Baptist Church

Allen Chapel Free Will Baptist Church
Allen Chapel Free Will Baptist Church is listed in the Churches Baptist category in Batesville, Arkansas. Displayed below is the only current social network for Allen Chapel Free Will Baptist Church which at this time includes a Facebook page. The activity and popularity of Allen Chapel Free Will Baptist Church on this social network gives it a ZapScore of 35.

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629 Allen Chapel Rd
Batesville, AR 72501
(870) 251-1278

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I will lift up my eyes to the hills — from whence comes my help? My help comes from the LORD, who made Heaven and earth. He will not allow your foot to be moved; He who keeps you will not slumber. — Psalm 121:1-3 Who is your helper? When you turn on the television and you listen to the news, what do you see and hear? There is a meltdown taking place in the world today — economically, environmentally, politically. You start to wonder if there is a future for your children. What hope is there left for the world? I am just a simple farmer, but I want to tell you that the Lord Jesus Christ, the greatest Friend who has ever lived, has been with me in my darkest times. Today He says, Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you... I will uphold you with My righteous right hand. — Isaiah 41:10 Jesus Christ has never let me down. He is more than my Helper; He is my Protector. He is the one who looks after my wife when I am away overseas preaching. I know that she is safe because He stations His angels around our home. I want to encourage you today to start concentrating on what Jesus says about you and not on what is going on in a world gone mad. Let’s pray and refocus. I am so excited to be alive, because the best is yet to come — the Master is coming in all His glory. So, take heart, be of good cheer, because the Lord has promised never to abandon us. PRAYER: Lord, I know there has been discord on this earth every day since the Fall in the garden. Help me to look forward to a day when all is made right again. Amen. Excerpted with permission from Living a Mighty Faith by Angus Buchan, copyright Angus Buchan.

Your Faith Will Not Fail, Even When You Do During that storied final meal Jesus shared with His disciples, only hours away from all the torments that awaited Him, there is an extraordinary exchange between Jesus and Peter. The truly remarkable thing is that this is just before Jesus tells Peter he will disown Him. Sitting at the table, where the peculiar alchemy of wine turning to blood and bread becoming body was already at play, Jesus looks across the table at the fiery, well-intentioned disciple whose face was not yet shadowed by the guilt of betrayal. And He speaks words of heartbreaking tenderness to the man who says he will die for Jesus but will in actuality curse him by morning: Simon, Simon, listen! Satan has demanded to sift all of you like wheat, but I have prayed for you that your own faith may not fail; and you, when once you have turned back, strengthen your brothers.— Luke 22:31-32 Satan has desired to sift you like wheat, says the Man who Roman soldiers will carve up like cattle in just a few hours. But even knowing the physical and psychological torture that He will soon endure, Jesus’ concern is for Peter — that he will not be able to live with himself after what he is about to do. He knows the storm of bitter tears, the stomach-churning agony of regret that will eat him from the inside for betraying the one he loved the most. He knows the sting of it could rend Peter’s mind, the way the whip will soon rend His own skin. So He says, I have prayed for you — that your faith may not fail... Objectively, conclusively, decisively — Peter himself will fail before the rooster crows. That is already established. But while Peter will fail spectacularly, on the surface of things, there is something at work in him that is deeper than his failure. The waves will overtake the man and his blustering ego, but in the depths of the sea within Peter is a stronger, more ancient current that did not originate from him — a current that need not be shaken by his failure on the surface: his faith. I have prayed for you, Peter, that even though you will fail (in fact, be known for the most famous failure in the history of the church), your faith will not fail. The tsunami will come, and take your self-reliance and your pride; humiliation will wash over you. You will fail, but I have prayed for you... that your failure would not destroy your faith but deepen it. I have prayed for you that the very thing that was intended to kill you will make the faith already planted in the deepest soil of you even stronger. It is possible to fail, and not have our faith fail us. It is possible to lose our lives, and not lose our souls. The master teacher taught us Himself that it is only in losing our lives — in their ego pretensions and posturing, in their careful image constructions and neediness — that this richer, deeper, below-the-surface life can be found. This is the life hidden with Christ in God, where almost anything can happen at the top of things without disrupting the grace that lies in the bottom of the sea in you. This is the place in the depths where you can be cut off from your very self (as you understood it), and from the name your father gave you, and from the place where you grew up, and from the tribe that gave you language, and from the story that gave you meaning — only to find that nothing can separate you from the love of God. When the storm is still brewing over the waters, and the sky sickens into an ominous gray-black, and you feel the electric charge in the air in your very skin, inevitably the question comes: Will I survive this? Can I make it through the storm that is coming (whatever sent it here, and however it came)? And of course, there are many storms fierce enough to toss you, throw you, destabilize you, and scare you that do not result in shipwreck. Some storms last only for the night; some pockets of violent air are only turbulence. But some storms are more violent, more relentless, more exacting. Some winds will not be calmed; some floods will not be dammed until they have their way with you, until they walk away with their pound of flesh. And whether or not, again, the storm finds its origin in the undomesticated wildness of nature and of created things — or whether or not the storm originates in you — does not change the scope or scale or power of it. The storms that come will test us all, and it is entirely possible one comes to you that will end in your failure before the wind and waves recede. But the Spirit in the wind whispers the words of Jesus again, inserting your own name for Simon’s: “I have prayed for you that your own faith may not fail — and even when you do . . . that your faith may even grow stronger through your failure.” During my own shipwreck, my long season of descent, I returned over and over to the story in Acts 27 of Paul’s shipwreck. The apostle was a prisoner in transport when God revealed to him that a storm was coming. Because Paul knows the Spirit, he is a man in tune with matters of wind and wave as much as the matters of the soul; and he knows the boat he is traveling on will soon encounter a terrible storm. Before the storm comes, he tells his captor companions a heartening thing: “None of you will lose a hair from your heads.” (Acts 27:34) The good news is, you are not going to die. The bad news is, the boat that has been carrying you — the vessel that had taken you from port to port, place to place, the strong and stable boat that made you feel safe on all the oceans you’ve sailed thus far — the boat will be lost. They were not going to lose their lives, but they were going to lose the boat. Losing the boat is no small thing. To lose the boat is to lose the ground beneath your feet, the stories you told yourself and others, to lose what protected you from all the elements before. To lose the boat is to lose everything that kept you afloat before, to be thrown into the vast and merciless sea now alone, with nothing left to protect you from its moody tides, the blazing sun above it, or the black-eyed creatures that lurk beneath it. You can lose your boat, lose your house with all the pictures inside it, lose your job, lose your most defining relationship. And still not lose you. And still not lose your soul. And still not lose your faith. Make no mistake: You will be stripped down in the shipwreck. But you will not be lost. While I would not recommend a shipwreck to anyone, any more than I would recommend cancer, car accidents, or the plague, I can yet attest to a mysterious truth I have since heard over and over from people who have survived their own shipwrecks: On the other side of them, there is a stronger, deeper, richer, more integrated life. That on the other side of the storm that tears you to pieces is a capacity to love without doubt, to live without fear, to be something infinitely more powerful than the man or woman you were before it happened. Almost nobody who survives a shipwreck would ever sign up to do it all over again, a second time. Nobody can exactly say they were glad it happened. And yet repeatedly, I hear people say the same remarkable thing — that they also under no circumstances would choose to go back and be the person they were before. Nobody would choose to lose the loved one all over again to the unexpected illness, or lose the job they trained for years to get, or lose the relationship they invested heart and soul into for half of their adult life. I cannot tell you with any degree of confidence that you will not fail your test. I cannot tell you with any degree of certainty that your ship is going to make it out in one piece. Like Job, I am a small man, unable to sort the elements of God and cosmos and good and evil, of human freedom and responsibility, of divine will, or of the unadorned chaos that is the sea itself. I can only align myself with the greater wisdom of the Teacher and of His apostle and tell you that even though you might fail — utterly — your faith does not have to. I can tell you that even if the ship does not survive, you will. Storms come, as do a legion of demons that come for the sifting. Take heart; Jesus says, “I have prayed for you.”

My husband, Rich, lost his dad unexpectedly when he was eight. When father and son functions happened through the years, men from church and his friends’ dads always included him. Perhaps that’s why my husband has such a heart for Little League baseball and is known throughout our community as a caring coach. When our next door neighbor and her husband divorced, Rich stepped in and invited her son to be a part of our son’s team. He understood what it felt like to be a fatherless child. He drove him to practices and games, and provided snacks and equipment as needed. One day, Rich got the shocking news that his assistant coach had died suddenly. Rich’s first thought was about Chris’s eight-year-old son. “I wonder how Jacob is,” he said. Then he called Jacob’s mom. Ironically, she told him the first person Jacob asked her to call about his dad’s death was “Coach Rich.” Sometimes we go through what we go through, to help others go through what we went through. My husband, Rich, a fatherless child, reached out to spread hope to boys like him.

In the high-speed, go-go-go nature of our everyday lives, taking care of ourselves can often fall to the wayside. It gets smothered under other needs — and suddenly we’re left feeling worn-out and sick. Our shoulders tense from stress, we’ve been eating way too much fast food, and we’re having constant aches and pains. Does this sound familiar? Taking care of yourself physically is so important — important enough to do every single day. Do you love taking long walks on the beach? At sunrise, sunset, or anytime in between, long walks on the beach are beneficial for mind and body. How often did you wish you hadn’t walked the beach? You probably can’t recall a time. Walks on the beach are always a good idea, and they are a great way to take care of your body. To take care of yourself physically, begin by making small changes in the way you take care of your body, and you’ll start to see big results. Add greens to your morning smoothie, make that doctor’s appointment you keep putting off, stretch before you go to bed, and drink more water — with a few lemon slices for extra flavor. Sign up for that yoga class, ask a friend to keep you accountable for your eating habits, and introduce a new vegetable to your dinner table every week. And, of course, go for walks. There are countless ways you can take care of yourself. You only have one body. It’s easy to neglect it and even harder to get back on track — we’ve all been there. It is an uphill climb. But, just like taking walks on the beach, you won’t regret it. So, whether you eat or drink, or whatever you do, do all to the glory of God. — 1 Corinthians 10:31 ESV Excerpted with permission from Life Is Better at the Beach, copyright Thomas Nelson.

MAY 18 The Mind vs. the Brain “Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.” - Philippians 4:8 Did you know there is a difference between your mind and your brain? The brain is what the mind thinks with. The relationship of the mind and the brain is very similar to the relationship of a pianist and a piano. The piano is the brain and the pianist is the mind. The most dangerous thing in the world is a man with a bad mind and a good brain. He is a clever devil. When you get saved, you don’t get a new brain. You get a new mind. And the god of this world will do all he can to distort your mind. Why? Because Proverbs 23:7 says, “For as he thinks in his heart, so is he.” Dwell today on the true, the honest, the just, the pure, the lovely—think on virtue and praise. Pray for missionaries serving the Lord in other countries – that they will dwell on the truths of the Lord and that their walks will be strong and undeterred from the Lord’s mission.