Post by Admin on Sept 5, 2004 19:34:58 GMT -5
Dear Friends,
I was going to call this "The Good-Bye Post", but that just seemed to final. Suffice it to say, I'll be signing off for a while. I'll still be checking in, and even posting on occasion, and I'll still try to get you some Trading Selections every night, but I'll be backing away from all the prolific commentary, at least for awhile.
Why? When men are just starting to recognize and promote my efforts would I back away? That's why. I said in the beginning, it's not about me.
I leave you in capable hands. Debi (WWJDthrume) has been promoted to administrator. When I finish this missive, Cash will be promoted to Global Moderator. If you have trading or spiritual issues, God brought Debi to this board for that purpose. Cash was a founding father. Savant can answer all you questions about the market and the economy. Randy (Trading for God) will teach you more about Technical Analysis than I could ever hope to. If you need prayer, adahmarie, millie and a host of others, hunger for the opportunity to intercede for you and your needs. You'll be OK.
As I was riding the CTMobile to Starbuck's to write this, with tears in my eyes, (the wind on a scooter does that ) I stopped at a red-light. I was praying "Why God?", it's just getting good. There was a bumper sticker on the car in front of me, I don't speak Spanish but I understood what it said, "Jesus is my Passion". The true gift of tongues includes interpretation.
Perhaps if I explain a few things, you'll better understand. As you know, The Passion of the Christ was shown in our Church parking lot last night. As I drove our little Church bus down to the "Zone" to offer rides to any of the homeless that might want to come, it was an awesome sight. I was driving south and they were marching north. Some on crutches, some in wheelchairs, I began to weep and pray in the spirit. Word had spread, and they were coming in droves. The homeless, the hopeless, the least of these...............
Our bus doesn't have any signs on it. When I got to the zone the first corner I pulled up to, a young lady was standing there.
I grabbed the handle and swung open the door to invite her to the movie and before I could speak she said "Looking for a date?" No, I just wanted to invite you to see The Passion of the Christ. "Sure, can I be your date?" I'm married 'mam. "That's OK!" I moved on. At the next corner, they piled on. At the next corner, another young lady, was sitting alone on the sidewalk. As I said, our bus has no signs, but the second I opened the door, Satan was waiting -
I never opened my mouth and she began to scream, Get away from me, leave me alone. Stop tormenting me. I asked her to join us for the movie and things got really scary. She began to yell obscenities in a voice that was not female. She began to smash bottles against the side of the bus. My passengers were yelling, Dude, get us out of here! I closed the bus door, and told them we would not leave until God gave her peace. I began to pray in the spirit, I commanded that unclean spirit to come out in the name of Jesus. One shattered bus window later, she sat down, peacefully. I opened the door and asked "Please come..." Silence.....
I gave God thanks and drove on.
The first time I watched the "Passion" was on opening night with a Church who had rented an entire movie theatre. I did not shed a single tear. That really bothered me. Every other Christian in the house was on the verge of hysteria, but I sat there like a stone. That bothered me for weeks, but I finally shook it off. Last night was different. I ended up locked in the kitchen, in the dark, weeping and interceding for every lost soul that sat out in the parking lot glued to that "big screen". All I could hear was the screams via the Dolby surround sound. My wife noticed I was MIA, and finally found me in the kitchen on the floor. "Are you OK?" Yeah honey, I'm OK.
I picked myself up and headed outside. As the movie ended, I took the stage, then the power of the Holy Ghost took over, and as best I can recall, this is what I said:
I'm not going to preach a sermon. No man is worthy to preach a sermon after what you just saw. You just watched religious people try to kill my Savior. But they couldn't kill him. He chose to die. For you. For tonight. Many of you are tired. Tired of being homeless, tired of being broke, tired of being addicted to crack, heroin and alcohol. But the King of Glory, chose to die to set you free from all of that, to give you hope, to give you a place in eternity. Just like religious people tried to kill Jesus, they are trying to kill you. They are telling you that because of your addiction, because of your circumstance, because of your dirty clothes, God can't use you. God doesn't want you. They lie. Just like they lied about my King, they are lying to you. Jesus will accept you tonight, no matter what. The world tells you to clean up your act. Jesus says, "Invite me into your heart, confess me as Lord, let my blood wash away your sins, and I'll clean you up from the inside out".
I gave the invitation, and 26 souls chose Christ. If you belong to a mega-church or if you've ever been to a Billy Graham crusade, 26 may not seem like many, but Christ died just for one. To a young pastor with a pony-tail - an aging man - one who was blind but now can see, it looked like 26,000 to me. My life will never be the same. I've preached in Mexico, Africa and here in the U.S., but I've never been touched by God the way I was last night. Fresh wind, fresh fire!
I've invested a lot of time in this online community. More time than I should have perhaps. My marriage has suffered, some of my other business ventures have suffered, but the ones God called me to first, "the least of these", have suffered the most.
I will be posting as promised the update of the CT Index. I will still bring you daily selections. Christian Traders Inc., will still roll-out the "Real-Time Data Delivery Service" very soon. CT Global Media Inc. will still continue to produce "Prosperity for God's People". And when God is ready, I'll be back. I'm not really leaving, just stepping down. My true spiritual gifting is that of the "Apostolic". I plant, someone else waters, God provides the increase. It worked in Mexico, it worked in Africa, it will work on this message board. Why? Because God has appointed and anointed the ones who will lead you.
Debi - You've got the keys.
Cash - You've got the stun-gun.
Savant - You've got the vision.
Randy- You've got the charts.
Dear God,
These are your children. Protect them. Prosper them. Inspire them. Lead them. Bless them.
In Jesus Name I Pray
Amen
Please pray for me, that I will become once again the husband God called me to be, the Pastor He called me to be, a father to the fatherless, and a light in a dark world.
You have blessed my life. I love you all so very much.
Blessings
CT
Please pray for me, because this is one of the most difficult decisions I've ever had to make.
I was going to call this "The Good-Bye Post", but that just seemed to final. Suffice it to say, I'll be signing off for a while. I'll still be checking in, and even posting on occasion, and I'll still try to get you some Trading Selections every night, but I'll be backing away from all the prolific commentary, at least for awhile.
Why? When men are just starting to recognize and promote my efforts would I back away? That's why. I said in the beginning, it's not about me.
I leave you in capable hands. Debi (WWJDthrume) has been promoted to administrator. When I finish this missive, Cash will be promoted to Global Moderator. If you have trading or spiritual issues, God brought Debi to this board for that purpose. Cash was a founding father. Savant can answer all you questions about the market and the economy. Randy (Trading for God) will teach you more about Technical Analysis than I could ever hope to. If you need prayer, adahmarie, millie and a host of others, hunger for the opportunity to intercede for you and your needs. You'll be OK.
As I was riding the CTMobile to Starbuck's to write this, with tears in my eyes, (the wind on a scooter does that ) I stopped at a red-light. I was praying "Why God?", it's just getting good. There was a bumper sticker on the car in front of me, I don't speak Spanish but I understood what it said, "Jesus is my Passion". The true gift of tongues includes interpretation.
Perhaps if I explain a few things, you'll better understand. As you know, The Passion of the Christ was shown in our Church parking lot last night. As I drove our little Church bus down to the "Zone" to offer rides to any of the homeless that might want to come, it was an awesome sight. I was driving south and they were marching north. Some on crutches, some in wheelchairs, I began to weep and pray in the spirit. Word had spread, and they were coming in droves. The homeless, the hopeless, the least of these...............
Our bus doesn't have any signs on it. When I got to the zone the first corner I pulled up to, a young lady was standing there.
I grabbed the handle and swung open the door to invite her to the movie and before I could speak she said "Looking for a date?" No, I just wanted to invite you to see The Passion of the Christ. "Sure, can I be your date?" I'm married 'mam. "That's OK!" I moved on. At the next corner, they piled on. At the next corner, another young lady, was sitting alone on the sidewalk. As I said, our bus has no signs, but the second I opened the door, Satan was waiting -
I never opened my mouth and she began to scream, Get away from me, leave me alone. Stop tormenting me. I asked her to join us for the movie and things got really scary. She began to yell obscenities in a voice that was not female. She began to smash bottles against the side of the bus. My passengers were yelling, Dude, get us out of here! I closed the bus door, and told them we would not leave until God gave her peace. I began to pray in the spirit, I commanded that unclean spirit to come out in the name of Jesus. One shattered bus window later, she sat down, peacefully. I opened the door and asked "Please come..." Silence.....
I gave God thanks and drove on.
The first time I watched the "Passion" was on opening night with a Church who had rented an entire movie theatre. I did not shed a single tear. That really bothered me. Every other Christian in the house was on the verge of hysteria, but I sat there like a stone. That bothered me for weeks, but I finally shook it off. Last night was different. I ended up locked in the kitchen, in the dark, weeping and interceding for every lost soul that sat out in the parking lot glued to that "big screen". All I could hear was the screams via the Dolby surround sound. My wife noticed I was MIA, and finally found me in the kitchen on the floor. "Are you OK?" Yeah honey, I'm OK.
I picked myself up and headed outside. As the movie ended, I took the stage, then the power of the Holy Ghost took over, and as best I can recall, this is what I said:
I'm not going to preach a sermon. No man is worthy to preach a sermon after what you just saw. You just watched religious people try to kill my Savior. But they couldn't kill him. He chose to die. For you. For tonight. Many of you are tired. Tired of being homeless, tired of being broke, tired of being addicted to crack, heroin and alcohol. But the King of Glory, chose to die to set you free from all of that, to give you hope, to give you a place in eternity. Just like religious people tried to kill Jesus, they are trying to kill you. They are telling you that because of your addiction, because of your circumstance, because of your dirty clothes, God can't use you. God doesn't want you. They lie. Just like they lied about my King, they are lying to you. Jesus will accept you tonight, no matter what. The world tells you to clean up your act. Jesus says, "Invite me into your heart, confess me as Lord, let my blood wash away your sins, and I'll clean you up from the inside out".
I gave the invitation, and 26 souls chose Christ. If you belong to a mega-church or if you've ever been to a Billy Graham crusade, 26 may not seem like many, but Christ died just for one. To a young pastor with a pony-tail - an aging man - one who was blind but now can see, it looked like 26,000 to me. My life will never be the same. I've preached in Mexico, Africa and here in the U.S., but I've never been touched by God the way I was last night. Fresh wind, fresh fire!
I've invested a lot of time in this online community. More time than I should have perhaps. My marriage has suffered, some of my other business ventures have suffered, but the ones God called me to first, "the least of these", have suffered the most.
I will be posting as promised the update of the CT Index. I will still bring you daily selections. Christian Traders Inc., will still roll-out the "Real-Time Data Delivery Service" very soon. CT Global Media Inc. will still continue to produce "Prosperity for God's People". And when God is ready, I'll be back. I'm not really leaving, just stepping down. My true spiritual gifting is that of the "Apostolic". I plant, someone else waters, God provides the increase. It worked in Mexico, it worked in Africa, it will work on this message board. Why? Because God has appointed and anointed the ones who will lead you.
Debi - You've got the keys.
Cash - You've got the stun-gun.
Savant - You've got the vision.
Randy- You've got the charts.
Dear God,
These are your children. Protect them. Prosper them. Inspire them. Lead them. Bless them.
In Jesus Name I Pray
Amen
Please pray for me, that I will become once again the husband God called me to be, the Pastor He called me to be, a father to the fatherless, and a light in a dark world.
You have blessed my life. I love you all so very much.
Blessings
CT
Please pray for me, because this is one of the most difficult decisions I've ever had to make.