Martin of Tours a Roman soldier.

Martin and the beggar

Martin and the beggar

Martin of Tours a Roman soldier.

(Was born about the year 316 of pagan parents in Sabaria. His father was an officer in the Roman army_.

Martin experienced the vision that became the most-repeated story about his life. He was at the gates of the city of Amiens with his soldiers when he met a scantily dressed beggar.

He took off his warm cloak and, using his gleaming sword, sliced it in two. He gave half to the beggar.

That night he dreamed of Jesus wearing the half-cloak which he had given away. He heard Jesus say to the angels: “Here is Martin, the Roman soldier who is not baptised ; he has clad me.”

Martin was interested in Christianity and tried to find out about it. Its message attracted him, and he started to obey some of its precepts. He earned himself some notoriety by refusing to join in some of the bawdier songs and more outlandish activities of military life.

He gave freely to the poor, was kind to his servants, and liked to pray. But he postponed the actual step of Christian baptism. His first posting was to Rheims, and from there he was sent to Amiens.

Martin had a a dream vision, he saw a figure surrounded with shining glory Christ Himself, still wearing the half of Martin’s cloak.

Our Lord reminded Martin of His words in the Gospel: “I was naked and you clothed me … in as much as you did it to the least of the little ones, you did it to Me”.

Martin got himself baptized as a Christian, and when his term of duty was up, he left the army and decided to serve Jesus by helping Christians.

Martin’s preaching resulted in the decline of paganism in that part of Gaul. He destroyed temples and felled trees which the heathen held sacred.

Once when he had demolished a certain temple, he proceeded to the cutting down of a pine tree that stood near. The chief priest and other pagans there offered to cut it down themselves, on condition that he who trusted so strongly in his Christ Jesus would stand under it.

Martin agreed and allowed himself to be tied and placed on the side towards which the tree was leaning. Just as it seemed about to fall on him, he made the sign of the cross, at which the tree fell in the other direction.Martin of Tours a Roman soldier. Martin

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No Respecter of Persons

I was asked to preach in a Pentecostal Church in Redruth in Cornwall one very dark stormy night, the wind was blowing and it started to rain profusely {translated into Cornish, it was enting down).

I thought to myself no-one will turn up tonight, well maybe a few dedicated ones, and they did. That evening service I started to preach the word, about the dangers of fortune telling, when all of a sudden the back doors of the church burst open, and the church filled with gypsies, I was very surprised to see so many.

   It was strange for me to preach to this type of people, because when I was a boy, I used to live on a farm, and about a half a mile away there were two gypsy camps.

I did not get on well with them, they would often steal the halters off my horses, and pick fights with me, I confess I really did not like them.

 But, the Lord showed me that night that He was no respecter of persons, I began to preach Jesus to them, and gave an alter call, six of them gave their lives to Jesus that night.

 One young man was crying because he wanted to be saved, then he too gave his heart to Jesus with great joy.

After the service, a gypsy man came and shook my hand and thanked me for the Lord’s word.

 God certainly showed me that I should not be a respecter of persons, praise God

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