Men GOD CHOOSES FOR HIS GREATNESS

THE BIG IDEA: To review men in the Bible that God called and used in His service to make Him great among men.

BIBLE FACT: God uses His own sovereignty to process and to call whom He wills into His employment to represent and to serve Him.

How God Chooses His Servant

God takes the person (Divine invitation)

God breaks the person (Divine motivation)

God makes the person (Divine dedication)

God blesses the person (Divine inspiration)

God uses the person (Divine exaltation)

Joseph: God’s greatest trusted servant leader (Discovering & Developing The Servant Leader In You)

Life Is Just A Minute

Life is just a minute—only sixty seconds in it. Forced upon you—can’t refuse it.
Didn’t seek it—didn’t choose it. But it’s up to you to use it. You must suffer if you lose it.
Give an account if you abuse it. Just a tiny, little minute, but eternity is in it! —By Dr. Benjamin Elijah Mays, Past President of Morehouse College

Opportunity

There is an opportunity in every obligation. When we begin to assume responsibility, we start to mature. Many a person has started their upward climb when they came to the realization that many things depended upon them and NO one person is indispensable. But, when one is cooperative, efficient, courageous, patient, self-reliant and dependable, he becomes almost irreplaceable.—Carl Holmes, Friendly Chat

Joseph: God’s greatest trusted servant leader (Discovering & Developing The Servant Leader In You)

A. God exalts Joseph with Pharaoh’s approval; Genesis 41:.41-45

  • Ring = authority
  • Fine linen = royal clothes as opposed to slave
  • Chain = badge of honor and sovereignty
  • Second chariot = position of power to rule

B. Joseph proves his value to handle the job of his dreams; vv.46-49

C. Joseph goes from student (intern) to resident (citizen) of his dreams; vv.50-52

D. Joseph rules well to prove his choice and pick; vv.53-57

OPPORTUNITY
by: Walter Malone (1866-1915)

THEY do me wrong who say I come no more
When once I knock and fail to find you in;
For every day I stand outside your door
And bid you wake, and rise to fight and win.

Wail not for precious chances passed away!
Weep not for golden ages on the wane!
Each night I burn the records of the day–
At sunrise every soul is born again!

Dost thou behold thy lost youth all aghast?
Dost reel from righteous Retribution’s blow?
Then turn from blotted archives of the past
And find the future’s pages white as snow.

Art thou a mourner?

Rouse thee from thy spell;
Art thou a sinner? Sins may be forgiven;
Each morning gives

thee wings to flee from hell,
Each night a star to guide thy feet to heaven.

Laugh like a boy at splendors that have sped,
To vanished joys be blind and deaf and dumb;
My judgments seal the

dead past with its dead,
But never bind a moment yet to come.

Though deep in mire,

wring not your hands and weep;
I lend my arm to all who say “I can!”
No shame-faced outcast ever sank so deep
But yet might rise and be again a man!