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SOS - Can’t Get Enough Of—In This Lifetime

"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

Life is short and I heard a long time ago, you can never get to much love. Also when we tell someone we love them, tell them why.

Topic: Berton Braley, poem
Format: pdf
Pages: 1

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.

Matthew 6:28-29

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.


Can’t Get Enough Of—In This Lifetime

Dear Beloved of God,

A few days ago I put a post (that’s a message) on Facebook, regarding a childhood friend [whom I] grew up with. He was not only a friend but a brother in Christ. In fact it was he who “GOT” me into the Word of God. This man, Joe Maestri, fell asleep (passed away) almost 20 years ago this past November.

I wanted to remember his birthdate, and was so blessed by the response and comments made by some many people. After I read them I thought, “I wonder if Joe heard these things about him, when he was living,” and it made me think of this poem, which perhaps you have heard.


If with pleasure you are viewing any work a man is doing
If you like him or you love him, tell him now
Don’t withhold your approbation till the parson makes oration
And he lies with snowy lilies on his brow
No matter how you shout it he won’t really care about it
He won’t know how many teardrops you have shed
If you think some praise is due him now’s the time to slip it to him
For he can’t read his tombstone when he’s dead.
More than fame and more than money is the comment kind and sunny
And the hearty, warm approval of a friend
For it gives to life a savor, and it makes you stronger, braver
And it gives you heart and spirit to the end
If he earns your praise --- bestow it; if you like him let him know it
Let the words of true encouragement be said;
Do not wait till life is older and he’s underneath the clover
For he cannot read his tombstone when he’s dead. ---Berton Braley

Life is short and I heard a long time ago, you can never get to much love. Also when we tell someone we love them, tell them why.

Love you, live it up
Bob V
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