"The S.O.S files are part of what I call THE S.O.S ADVENTURE. My concern is to help those on the field, by visits, written communications. It’s not a program or a separate ministry. It’s to help compliment what you are doing on the field. S.O.S stands for SOLD OUT ON SERVICE. " Rev. Robert (Bob) Vignola
Robert James Vignola “Bob” (August 13, 1950 - November 29,2016) was a caring servant and minister to God’s people. Bob was born and reared in New York where he gained a passion for music. He was especially fond of and loved the many songs produced by the legendary band, The Beatles. His attraction was not just in the music, but the uplifting effect it had on God’s people. During his teen years his quest for the answers to life led him to the Word of God. Once he found this truth it became his passion in life to share and teach it with others.
Reverend Robert James Vignola never got off the course which God set for him. He was full of life, love, and instruction, as well as giving and caring. Bob was a doulos (servant of God to God's people), a faithful father of four, a steadfast believer, and a loyal friend. As seen from the S.O.S files that he regularly emailed out to others, he had a contagious and irreplaceable humor. He was very proud of his New York Heritage (often quoting “The Brooklyn Text”) his family, and the Word of God and the man who taught it to him. His faithful stand for God’s people and the never ending agape (love of God in the renewed mind in manifestation) he poured out to others will last for all eternity.
To describe the heart and presence of Rev. Robert James Vignola would require endless pages with countless incidents by multitudes of people. However, when one reflects on his life, "The lillies of the field" and their attributes might represent his life well.
Bob Vignola, the lily of the field.
As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
(Song of Solomon 2:2)
The lily will grow in fields, valleys, cultivated gardens and even among thorns. They spread their roots and produce trumpet shaped flowers of various colors.
A lily has a sweet and fragrant flower with a strong scent. Within the lily are grains of seeds of a golden color which are very fruitful and help beautify any place (or person) they are around. The lily can be a tall flower, yet it hangs it's bloom down and does not attempt to draw attention to itself.
The lily has medical qualities as well. They can be used to restore a lost voice (a defeated soul), help faintness (loss of strength), are good for the liver (filters out poisons), encourages with beauty (makes one feel special-pretty-delighted-encouraged-merry) and spreads it's roots so others will grow.
And why take ye thought for raiment? Consider the lillies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin: And yet I say unto you, That even Soloman in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.
All who knew him can attest to Rev Vignola’s humbleness and lowliness of mind in service to God’s people. He lived to help others grow. He was living example of 1 Corinthians 13.
An Audience with the KING
Thought you would enjoy an excerpt from the book George Mueller, Delighted in God, by Roger Steer. After spending a few weeks on Ashley Downs, the Muellers set off for the United States of America in August 1877 aboard the Sardinian. Off Newfoundland the weather turned cold and the ship’s progress was seriously retarded by fog. The captain had been on the bridge for twenty-four hours when something happened which was to revolutionize his life. George Mueller appeared on the bridge. “Captain, I have come to tell you I must be in Quebec by Saturday afternoon.”
“It is impossible,” said the captain.
“Very well.” said Mueller, “If your ship cannot take me, God will find another way----- I have never broken an engagement for fifty-two years. Let us go down into the chart room and pray.”
The captain wondered which lunatic asylum Mueller had come from. “Mr. Mueller,” he said, “do you know how dense this fog is?”
“No, my eye is not on the density of the fog, but on the living God who controls every circumstance of my life.” Mueller then knelt down and prayed simply. When he had finished the captain was about to pray but Mueller put his hand on his shoulder, and told him not to. “First, you do not believe He will; and second I believe He has, and there is no need whatever for you to pray about it.” The captain looked at Mueller in amazement. “Captain,” he continued, “I have known my Lord for fifty-two years, and there has never been a single day that I have failed to get an audience with the King. Get up, captain, and open the door, and you will find the fog is gone.” The captain walked across to the door and opened it. The fog had lifted.
So when the fog comes in, let’s not forget we have an audience with The King.
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