Summary: I owe a debt to many people. God's love? A mother's love? The love of a friend? Recognize the heart of love?

REPAY MY DEBT? GOD WILL MAKE A WAY...

By Wade Martin Hughes, Sr. Kyfingers@aol.com

I have little tiny babys and bottles from Hobby Lobby.

I. THE LOVE OF GOD HAS NO COMPARISON ---

THE CLOSEST WE HAVE IS THE LOVE OF A MOTHER...

A. I am amazed by the LOVE OF GOD...

THE NEXT CLOSEST LOVE TO THE LOVE OF GOD IS THE LOVE OF A MOTHER.

Genesis 3:20 And Adam called his wife's name Eve; because she was the mother of all living.

B. WHY DOES A LITTLE BABY GIRL DRAG HER DOLL BABY AROUND?

We had a friend that's little girl had a BABY ALIVE. It ate baby food and dirtied it's diaper.

The little girl would change the baby's diaper and GAG and GAG.

GOD HAS PLACED MOMMY IN THE HEART OF LITTLE GIRLS.

C. I stood in the jail and watched a 92 year old Mother cry over her son. Sure, he is guilty,

but it is her son.

D. I stood on DEAD ROW and watched a 38 year old man die. I left the DEATH CELL

and returned to a motel room to tell an OLD MOTHER her son was executed, the governor

did not intervene.

E. Come with me down the hall of the rest home.

There is an old lady totally out of REALITY. She knows very little.

But you will she her burping her little baby doll and loving the baby.

If I were a doll, I would want to live in a rest home.

II. GOD NEEDS WOMEN TO SEE BEYOND TODAY...

OFTEN TODAY WE SEE MOTHERS SO WRAPPED UP IN THE PHYSICAL, CARNAL

THAT THEY MISS THE SPIRITUAL, THE ETERNAL...

A. SOME WHERE A WISE MOTHER LEARNS TO TRUST THE VOICE OF GOD...

1 Kings 17:11 And as she was going to fetch it, he called to her, and said, Bring me, I pray

thee, a morsel of bread in thine hand.

12 And she said, As the LORD thy God liveth, I have not a cake, but an handful of meal in a

barrel, and a little oil in a cruse: and, behold, I am gathering two sticks, that I may go in and

dress it for me and my son, that we may eat it, and die.

13 And Elijah said unto her, Fear not; go and do as thou hast said: but make me thereof a little

cake first, and bring it unto me, and after make for thee and for thy son.

B. COUNTRY FOLK UNDERSTAND SEED CORN...

Don't eat the seed corn --- it is NEXT YEARS...

If the seed is not enough for the need, it must BE SEED TO BE SOWN.

III. THE GIFT OF A CHILD?

A MOTHER IN A DYSFUNCTIONAL HOME HAS SO LITTLE HOPE...

NO ONE CAN FIX THIS PROBLEM?

A. A PRAYING MOM CHANGES HISTORY...

1 Samuel 1:15 And Hannah answered and said, No, my lord, I am a woman of a sorrowful spirit:

I have drunk neither wine nor strong drink, but have poured out my soul before the LORD.

B. I GIVE THE GIFT FROM GOD BACK TO GOD?

1 Samuel 1:27 For this child I prayed; and the LORD hath given me my petition which I asked

of him: 28 Therefore also I have lent him to the LORD; as long as he liveth he shall be lent to the

LORD. And he worshipped the LORD there.

IV. HISTORY RECORDS NOT ALL MOTHERS SEE THE CONSEQUENCES OF THEIR CHOICES?

A. A WOMAN WITH LITTLE VISION TRADED HER HOME AND SON AND ALL SHE HAD

FOR AN APPLE?

B. A MOTHER ADVISED HER DAUGHTER TO ASK FOR THE HEAD OF THE PREACHER

WHEN SHE COULD COULD HAVE HAD 1/2 OF THE KINGDOM?

C. REMEMBER LOT'S WIFE?

Luke 17:32 Remember Lot's wife.

V. A PRAYING MOTHER AND A PRAYING WIFE... BEGS

Every Friday evening about sun-set a very old man came walking down the ocean front.

It was a ritual and many learned to expect the man bent over with years. He always seem

to be carrying a heavy old bucket. Hundreds of SEAGULLS would SWARM AROUND THE

OLD MAN. He would reach in the full buck and pull out and cut up a SHRIMP and feed

several of the gulls. More seagulls would come, and he would keep reaching in the bucket

and feeding the SEAGULLS. It seemed the SEAGULLS were friends with the old man.

And every Friday night the SEAGULLS would surround the old man and the sound was so

loud. It was a sight to behold.

A person watched this two weeks in a row and when up to the man and said may I enquire

who you are and why are you wasting your money on these STUPID SEAGULLS?

The old man introduced himself and said:

I AM EDWARD VERNON RICKENBAKER, I was born near Columbus, Ohio in Oct. 1890.

I was raised working as a mechanic on farm equipment. I joined the Air Force and flew has

a pilot in WW I. The Lord blessed me and I raised through the ranks and became the

most decorated pilot with 26 confirmed ACE KILLS.

After WW I, I purchased the Indiapolis Speedway and worked with Race cars and Cadilac

for 15 years. I invested and ran EASTERN AIR LINES for many years.

I flew many years and I WAS IN AN AIRPLANE CRASH NEAR ATLANTA, GE. The ambulance

drivers walked by me thinking I was dead.

I survived and married and adopted two children. Then another WORLD WAR started.

The President of the USA asked me to fly to HAWII and CARRY A SECRET MESSAGE TO

GENERAL DOUGLAS MacARTHUR. I WAS FLYING IN AN OLDER B-17D FLYING FORTRESS

(AAF-SER. NU. 40-3089) and we crashed in the SOUTH PACIFIC.

THE JAPANESE PATROL PLANES FLEW OVER ON SEVERAL OCCASSIONS BUT THEY

NEVER SAW US?

WE DRIFTED 24 DAYS OVER SEVERAL THOUSAND MILES. OUR FOOD SUPPLY LASTED

3 DAYS. WE WERE STARVING TO DEATH, WE HAD NO HOPE AFTER THE 7TH DAY.

ON THE 8TH DAY A SEAGULL LANDED ON MY HEAD. I REACHED UP AND WE KILLED

IT AND DIVIDED IT UP IN EQUAL PARTS TO EAT. OTHER SMALL SEAGULLS WOULD LAND

ON MY HEAD AND WE WOULD CUT IT UP AND USE IT FOR BAIT AND CATCH FISH AND

EAT. WE SAVED RAIN WATER, AND GOD WOULD SEND US MIRACLE FOOD WHEN WE

WERE DYING.

AFTER TWO WEEKS THE ARMY AND AIR FORCE CALLED OFF THE SEARCH. RICKENBACKER

HAD PRAYING WOMEN IN HIS LIFE. MY WIFE BEGGED THEM TRY TWO MORE WEEKS, ON

THE 24 DAY WE WERE FOUND. GOD USED MIRACLE FOOD OF SEAGULLS AND FISH THAT

SAVED OUR LIFES...

I FEEL LIKE I OWE MY LIFE TO THE SEAGULLS AND TO GOD. THAT IS WHY I COME

OUT HERE EVERY FRIDAY TO REPAY THE DEBT I OWE.

CONCLUSION:

Joy will keep you sweet...

Trials will make you strong...

Sorrow will keep you human ...

Failures will keep you humble...

GOD WILL KEEP US PRESSING ON...

His servant, Wade Martin Hughes, Sr, Kyfingers@aol.com

I give each mom a rose and discuss the thorns.