Many of us go to Church and expect nothing, and therefor receive nothing. Some people are pew sitters, others use Church as a social arena, while others want a high and feel good to walk out with.
While others want to become involved with the Church and be a part in building it, but do not know how. The reason for this is because of the pew sitters, the socialize, and the, for the moment highs. These people restrict those that want to be involved, because they have their tiny groups that will not allow new people to bring their talents and gifts to the front.
We as Church members have to realise that not all newcomers are just there for a short time. Many times they are only there for a short time because they feel restricted by our actions.
May God wake up up and teach us to look for gifts and talents in all those that attend our body of believers. (The Church)
Friday, June 4, 2010
Saturday, May 22, 2010
The Music
We live in an area that until a few years ago the main road was built by blasting a huge rock and cutting through it. By doing this it created a wall of rock on both sides of the highway. It was interesting to see how the cuts in the rock created different images and as the Sun shown through the cut, it caused the shadows to show different images on the highway.
On the day that I accepted the Lord and became identified with Him by baptism, we were driving home, and as we drove through the cut, I heard the most beautiful music I have ever heard. There is no music on this Earth that can compare to this. It was as though a band of stringed instruments had come together to awake the world to God's glory. The music lasted only a short few seconds, but in that time frame I knew that God had shown me that He loved me and wanted me to know He was proud of me.
We have traveled through that cut many time before they blasted the whole rock away, and try as I might the music never came back. But Praise the Lord, I had a chance to hear and know, that in Heaven the music will be more wonderful and glorious than we are able to create here on Earth.
On the day that I accepted the Lord and became identified with Him by baptism, we were driving home, and as we drove through the cut, I heard the most beautiful music I have ever heard. There is no music on this Earth that can compare to this. It was as though a band of stringed instruments had come together to awake the world to God's glory. The music lasted only a short few seconds, but in that time frame I knew that God had shown me that He loved me and wanted me to know He was proud of me.
We have traveled through that cut many time before they blasted the whole rock away, and try as I might the music never came back. But Praise the Lord, I had a chance to hear and know, that in Heaven the music will be more wonderful and glorious than we are able to create here on Earth.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Confused
Did you ever stop to think of how Jesus Christ was crucified? Have you ever stopped to think that man had nothing to do with what really happened? Listening to a program this morning I began to realise that not all we hear and assume is the truth.
Because the man that He created, nailed Him to a wooden cross that He created, and placed Him on a hill that He created. And because of His love for us, He forgave us and saved us from our sins.
When I see it in this way I know that nothing is done, unless He allows it. We do have a will, but we need to know that will comes from the ONE that created us.
We can use that will to do good or evil, but in the end, He will choose those that believe in HIM.
So really what is man.
Maybe we aught to not think any more highly of ourselfs that we aught to.
Because the man that He created, nailed Him to a wooden cross that He created, and placed Him on a hill that He created. And because of His love for us, He forgave us and saved us from our sins.
When I see it in this way I know that nothing is done, unless He allows it. We do have a will, but we need to know that will comes from the ONE that created us.
We can use that will to do good or evil, but in the end, He will choose those that believe in HIM.
So really what is man.
Maybe we aught to not think any more highly of ourselfs that we aught to.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Trust
Proverbs 29:25
Fear of man will prove to be a snare, but whoever trusts in the LORD is kept safe.
We are in a world that I did not have as a child. When I was young we could walk anywhere and never be afraid. There was a lot of trust in our neighbors, friends, and strangers. This is not the way it is now. We fear the way the Government is taking control of our lives, our finances, and our health, but God tells us not to fear man, because He will keep us safe. We have to be in the Word and trusting in God only to live free. We are not under the control of man but of God!! What a wonderful feeling to look up and not fear what is going on around us.
Fear of man will prove to be a snare, but whoever trusts in the LORD is kept safe.
We are in a world that I did not have as a child. When I was young we could walk anywhere and never be afraid. There was a lot of trust in our neighbors, friends, and strangers. This is not the way it is now. We fear the way the Government is taking control of our lives, our finances, and our health, but God tells us not to fear man, because He will keep us safe. We have to be in the Word and trusting in God only to live free. We are not under the control of man but of God!! What a wonderful feeling to look up and not fear what is going on around us.
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Left out
This has been a year of not only personal pain, but mental pain. I was in an auto accident in August of 2009, and from that time one I have felt that the Doctors have not wanted to help me in any way at all. I am continually sent from one Doctor to another and always with the same story. "I don't know what to do to help you, so am sending you to a specialist, and hopefully we will be able to find an answer."
I have went into depression over no help, and always more pills. I talked to others and they also have felt they had gotten the run around.
It is also during this time that my Father passed away and I watched as my brother and sisters all told me what Dad had promised them and how they would treasure them and pass them down to their children. I was hurt mentally because my Dad never left me anything, my family has offered to share something with me, but the hurt causes me to say no. I do not understand why I was left out, and anger took its place in my heart for a short time. I felt wounded beyond what I felt I could bear. But something happened to me, and the anger left. I realized that my Heavenly Father left me a gift more precious than any one person could have done. He left me with a promise of eternal life, and a family that does not have to feel sorry for me but to share with me in that promise. A Heavenly Father that does not choose favorites, but loves us all the same. He never asks me for something but seems to go out of His way to give me all I ask for.
I feed on that love and understanding that He knows how I felt for a while. I am safe in His care.
I have went into depression over no help, and always more pills. I talked to others and they also have felt they had gotten the run around.
It is also during this time that my Father passed away and I watched as my brother and sisters all told me what Dad had promised them and how they would treasure them and pass them down to their children. I was hurt mentally because my Dad never left me anything, my family has offered to share something with me, but the hurt causes me to say no. I do not understand why I was left out, and anger took its place in my heart for a short time. I felt wounded beyond what I felt I could bear. But something happened to me, and the anger left. I realized that my Heavenly Father left me a gift more precious than any one person could have done. He left me with a promise of eternal life, and a family that does not have to feel sorry for me but to share with me in that promise. A Heavenly Father that does not choose favorites, but loves us all the same. He never asks me for something but seems to go out of His way to give me all I ask for.
I feed on that love and understanding that He knows how I felt for a while. I am safe in His care.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Remember Me
The first thread of my existence came before 1776. My colors showed red, white, and blue. Additional stars and stripes have been added to reflect the addition of each new State. I was carried in 2 world wars, a civil war, Korean war, Viet Nam, planted on the moon, carried by men of valor that lost their lives for the freedom of the United States of America. I have been brought to foreign countries, and planted at the tomb of every American soldier, I asked for nothing, and at the hands of those that do not feel the pride, I feel, I have been burned, ripped to shreds, made a mockery of, left on flag poles at government buildings and homes, with no light to show my colors at night, my tattered ends still waving proudly over this land that I was born in. Men, Women, and children have thrown me into garbage cans, spit on me, and tried to annihilate me, but I am still the banner of my country, and with pride, I will continue to wave over the land of the free and the home of the brave.I have attended every military funeral, and carefully folded to give to a grieving widow or child, and still I wave proudly. I have been carried to every nation that has come up against The United States of America, and stand beside other colors at the United Nations, never wavering in my stand for liberty and justice.I do not show emotion, nor do I shrink in shame but proudly stand for values that began long before the 19th and 20th Century.Did you know that when I am draped over a soldiers coffin that has given his life for your freedom, that the 21 gun salute stands for the sum of the numbers in the year 1776=one, 7,7,6. Add together equals 21.I am folded 13 times. The 1st fold is a symbol of life. The 2nd fold is a symbol of eternal life The 3rd fold is to honor and remember the veterans who gave their lives for the defense of their country. The 4th fold symbolizes our weaker nature as American citizens trusting in God, who we turn to in times of peace and war seeking His divine guidance. The 5th fold is a tribute to our country. The 6th fold is our pledge of allegiance to the flag of the United States of America, and the Republic for which it stands one Nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and Justice for all. The 7th fold is a tribute to our Armed Forces. The 8th fold is a tribute to the one who entered into the shadow of death. The 9th fold is a tribute to Woman and Mothers, who through their faith, love and loyalty, have made and molded this great country, The 10th fold is a tribute to Fathers, who have also given sons and daughters for the defense of our country. The 11th fold glorifies in the Hebrews eyes, the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. The 12th folds represent eternity and glorify in the Christians eyes, God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit. And last but not least, The 12th fold with the stars uppermost reminding you of your motto, In God, We Trust.
© Jean C Prentice
© Jean C Prentice
Still Small Voice
I grew up in a family where God was not a part of our family, nor did we know what being a Christian was. It is very interesting to look back and see that our parents raised us by the 10 Commandments, and followed the same rule for themselves. We knew that we were loved, and discipline was handed out as merited.
My family was a military one, with members being in either the Army or the Marine, so it was only natural that we had an Army or Marines preference in our selection of husbands. Well, something must have happened to me because I fell in love with a Navy Sea Bee. The Sea Bee is the construction battalion of the Navy. When I was sixteen, the Navy was not my cup of tea. At seventeen I considered them not to be too bad, and at eighteen, I married a Navy man.
My life followed the same pattern as my parents. We associated with people that drank to excess, had more arguments than I felt other married couples had, left our children with baby sitters, and the only thing on our minds was “Me”. During this period, my life hung in the balance during the birth of our second child. While near death, I went through a dark tunnel with a brilliant light at the end. I knew if I could make it to the light I would live. My child died, and life continued on the same.
We had been married about 20 years, when one morning, I awoke and heard the words “Jeanie get baptized!” I had no idea what baptism was, so went on a search for someone to help me. I called my sister and told her what happened; there was a long pause before she told me that she also had the same feeling. I told her mine was not a feeling, but a voice, and I was alone when it happened. Her next words to me were “See if you can find a preacher to do it?” This started me on a week long search trying to find a preacher to baptize us.
I spent the next week calling all of the churches in our town asking each minister if he would baptize my sister and me. They all kept telling me I had to go to some training before they would, except for one. He asked me if we could meet with him the next Tuesday at his Church, and he would speak with us about what it was, and if we were ready. I said we were ready and both agreed to the call I was making to get baptized. He said Ok and told me where the Church was located.
The next week we met the Pastor, who turned out to be a really nice person. He asked if we knew what baptism was, and when we told him "no", he said “I could baptize my bird dog, and it would do no more good for him than you at this time”. He asked us to attend Church the next Sunday and learn what we were asking him to do. We ended up attending Church for the next two months, and then one Sunday the altar call came with the song, “Just as I am” and before I knew it we were walking down to the front of the Church. The next Sunday we were baptized and from that day forward, my three Sisters, Brother, Brother In-law, Husband, and Father accepted Jesus Christ and have been baptized.
My life has never been the same since that time. My marriage is God centered, and choices that we make now are not “Me”, but working together with each other and prayer to God to lead us in the right direction.
This is all just to say that not only are we faithful members of our Church, but due to following that still small voice, we involved others.
© Jean C Prentice
My family was a military one, with members being in either the Army or the Marine, so it was only natural that we had an Army or Marines preference in our selection of husbands. Well, something must have happened to me because I fell in love with a Navy Sea Bee. The Sea Bee is the construction battalion of the Navy. When I was sixteen, the Navy was not my cup of tea. At seventeen I considered them not to be too bad, and at eighteen, I married a Navy man.
My life followed the same pattern as my parents. We associated with people that drank to excess, had more arguments than I felt other married couples had, left our children with baby sitters, and the only thing on our minds was “Me”. During this period, my life hung in the balance during the birth of our second child. While near death, I went through a dark tunnel with a brilliant light at the end. I knew if I could make it to the light I would live. My child died, and life continued on the same.
We had been married about 20 years, when one morning, I awoke and heard the words “Jeanie get baptized!” I had no idea what baptism was, so went on a search for someone to help me. I called my sister and told her what happened; there was a long pause before she told me that she also had the same feeling. I told her mine was not a feeling, but a voice, and I was alone when it happened. Her next words to me were “See if you can find a preacher to do it?” This started me on a week long search trying to find a preacher to baptize us.
I spent the next week calling all of the churches in our town asking each minister if he would baptize my sister and me. They all kept telling me I had to go to some training before they would, except for one. He asked me if we could meet with him the next Tuesday at his Church, and he would speak with us about what it was, and if we were ready. I said we were ready and both agreed to the call I was making to get baptized. He said Ok and told me where the Church was located.
The next week we met the Pastor, who turned out to be a really nice person. He asked if we knew what baptism was, and when we told him "no", he said “I could baptize my bird dog, and it would do no more good for him than you at this time”. He asked us to attend Church the next Sunday and learn what we were asking him to do. We ended up attending Church for the next two months, and then one Sunday the altar call came with the song, “Just as I am” and before I knew it we were walking down to the front of the Church. The next Sunday we were baptized and from that day forward, my three Sisters, Brother, Brother In-law, Husband, and Father accepted Jesus Christ and have been baptized.
My life has never been the same since that time. My marriage is God centered, and choices that we make now are not “Me”, but working together with each other and prayer to God to lead us in the right direction.
This is all just to say that not only are we faithful members of our Church, but due to following that still small voice, we involved others.
© Jean C Prentice
Wonder
I am setting here at my computer looking out the window, and watching the snow fall.
God, in His love, for us shows me so many things to gaze upon, to look in awe and wonder at His creation. As the wind blows, I see the snowflakes as they swirl in a Simi circle and then fall so gently to the ground, only to be followed by more snowflakes again.
I watch the deer as they paw and nuzzle the ground for hidden leaves, and other vegetation, and then bend their heads down to feed on their find.
As I enjoy the scene before me, I am reminded of the abundance of apples we enjoyed this summer, and the many that fell to the ground and not retrieved. These are also hidden in those treasured places.
A grey squirrel that has taken up residence in one of our pine trees also seeks the food that she had so carefully hidden away earlier in the fall. As I watch her, she finds and apple and holding it in her mouth, she heads for her next.
Within seconds several magpies descend upon her find, and with a boldness that makes me smile, I watch as she chases those pesky birds off. There seems to be a lot of chirping and fluttering of wings as the chase is on. With the find carefully taken to the nest, she is not seen again for a while.
As I watch this scene unfold, I am reminded of the Wise Men, as the followed the star in search of the Christ child, and were convinced by Herod to tell him where the child was once they found Him. Herod also, like the magpie did not want to put out much effort relying on others to provide.
We also sometimes follow the same pattern, relying on others to search for the hidden treasure of God’s word that is given to all who seek. My prayer is to continually search the scriptures and be fed by the word of God.
© Jean C Prentice
God, in His love, for us shows me so many things to gaze upon, to look in awe and wonder at His creation. As the wind blows, I see the snowflakes as they swirl in a Simi circle and then fall so gently to the ground, only to be followed by more snowflakes again.
I watch the deer as they paw and nuzzle the ground for hidden leaves, and other vegetation, and then bend their heads down to feed on their find.
As I enjoy the scene before me, I am reminded of the abundance of apples we enjoyed this summer, and the many that fell to the ground and not retrieved. These are also hidden in those treasured places.
A grey squirrel that has taken up residence in one of our pine trees also seeks the food that she had so carefully hidden away earlier in the fall. As I watch her, she finds and apple and holding it in her mouth, she heads for her next.
Within seconds several magpies descend upon her find, and with a boldness that makes me smile, I watch as she chases those pesky birds off. There seems to be a lot of chirping and fluttering of wings as the chase is on. With the find carefully taken to the nest, she is not seen again for a while.
As I watch this scene unfold, I am reminded of the Wise Men, as the followed the star in search of the Christ child, and were convinced by Herod to tell him where the child was once they found Him. Herod also, like the magpie did not want to put out much effort relying on others to provide.
We also sometimes follow the same pattern, relying on others to search for the hidden treasure of God’s word that is given to all who seek. My prayer is to continually search the scriptures and be fed by the word of God.
© Jean C Prentice
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Family
We had a wonderful Christmas this year with family and friends attending a dinner that my husband and I worked on, we furnished the turkey, dressing, potatoes, and gravy. Everyone else brought a dish of some kind or another and desert. There were twelve of us, and my small living room was filled with a lot of laughter and bringing to rememberance of times past. My Father, who will be 92 years old this year on January 26,2009, was the life of the party. Everyone enjoyed his stories and wit. Our table set all 12 of us and was piled high with food that was so different in color and arrangement that as we helped ourselves, we filled our plates to the max. For me it was a time of joy. Our granddaughter who had drawn away from my husband and I for about two years, sent and e-mail telling us that she had accepted Jesus Christ and was sorry for all that she had put us through. Our neice that had also been going through a lot this last year, came back into the fold. All in all, it couldn't have been a better ending of the year 2008. I had an auto accident in August 2008 and on December 29, I had the last of the injections into the muscles an head on the left side. I feel numb there, but do not have the pain that I had for the last 4 months. My husband had a upper GI today and they found a hiatial hernia that I am sure will have to be taken care of, but we can deal with that as it comes. To anyone that may read this: Have a wonderful and Happy New Year
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Whew
We have been blessed to have one of our great granddaughters with us for three days, but within those three days we began to have some problems. My husband who is a teddy bear, and I am more of a perfectionist found ourselves handling discipline with me as the grouchy one. I saw myself as a person that did not give tolerance when it would have been the lesser of two evils. My husband on the other hand was too tolerant, and pretty soon we found ourselves being controlled by a six year old. Before we realized what had happened the trap was sprung, and we walked the tight rope. Instead of enjoying those three days we could hardly wait until it was time to take her home. Our question that we are wrestling with now is "what happened"? As youngsters we learned to respect our elders and to obey laws set within our home. In this situation we found ourselves obeying her tantrums and trying to make her happy. The word sorry was a constant theme from us, while the little monster did her own thing. We kept saying to ourselves, "she has had a pretty bad life, and we at least will show her love". Well,the little love we shared with her went unknown, and we left her mothers feeling like we had been bamboozled and frazzled. We assured her that she could come back in a couple of weeks and now think we might have been too hasty in this decision. But, we do not want her to think we lie, so are going to talk to a lot of people on what to do. Plus spend a great deal of time in prayer.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Walls
The minister was giving a sermon on Nehemiah and the rebuilding of the walls of Jerusalem, and how some men began to build around their own places first. As I listened, I began to see how we also build a wall around ourselves when we are damaged. They are invisible walls that we put up to keep others out. This is protection against hurts that have been inflicted upon us by someone either knowingly or unknowingly and have a deep impact on our lives. I can remember a very special friend that I had gone to school with and due to one word that I had said, she was deeply hurt and built a wall to keep me out. I was unaware that I had hurt her, she did not let me know, so for 30 years I wondered what I had done and was hurt due to our loss of friendship. She died 2 years ago of cancer, I was able to get her phone number to place a call and tell her I loved her. We cried together over a mistaken word said, and my heart is now at ease. I too have put up walls due to things done, but in the future I will apologize if I feel that I may have hurt someone, and will also let another know if they have hurt me.
Sunday, October 7, 2007
Eyes
We had planned on doing several errands after Church, so hurried home to change clothes and pick up the to do list. After several days of beautiful high clouds and blue sky, we were treated to a rather overcast day with the sun shining through occasionally. My husband was driving and I sat back just gazing upward. As the grey clouds scudded across the sky my eyes caught something that I had never seen before. I asked my husband to pull over to the side of the road, and look upward. We watched as one grey cloud seemed to hasten it speed northward, and expose a patch of blue and then a white cloud came into view. Inside the white cloud a rainbow was exposed that held colors of pink, green, orange, reddish orange, blue, green, and lavender that were blended together. As we watched the cloud seemed to compose a ripple effect like the water in a brook. We both sat in awe until another dark cloud came over it and covered the beauty of what we were seeing. To have the eyes to see the splendor of Gods creation is something I will forever be grateful for.
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Helping Hands
I am in awe of how people in the most smallest of ways can either be sensitive to one another, or how they can be insensitive. In the latter I do not mean that it is done purposely, but that it is rather due to how we prioritize our commitments.
I had been to a writers club that I belong to. Because of the beauty of the day we decided to set outdoors. It was one of those days, where the blue of the sky, and the arrangement of the clouds made one feel that you were part of oil painting that had only just begun. The wind was blowing with just a touch of coolness, and sweaters were handy if needed. As our facilitator was giving suggestions on simple ways of explaining our thoughts, my eyes began to cloud over and cause discomfortment. I asked the other ladies if they were having the same problems. They all commented on the smells of the gas and diesel of the vehicle's that were driving by, but no eye problems. I left and came home. After a call to the Doctor, and a referral to and opthomologist I was seen right away. I had an allergic reaction to something in the air, and after prescribing some eye drops, and antibiotic I was sent home. The next morning my eyes were worse. We called the Doctor back and was advised to come right in. After another exam, I was told I was also allergic to the antibiotics. Another was prescribed and again I was sent home.
My eyes were closed shut and no amount of trying to persuade my lids to open helped. I went through 4 days of complete blindness, being able to move from the bedroom to the living room with the use of my hands along walls and chairs. If a chair was moved, I became quite bewildered. My love of reading books and watching movies were not to be. My husband called all our friends and asked for prayers. Everyone agreed to pray, and then we heard from no one for 3 days. The one person that called later made the comment "I had so much to do, that I just forgot to call and see how you were". My husband stayed by my side putting the drops in at the correct time and making sure I had something to eat. He did not complain, nor did he offer any suggestions on how I moved about. His helping hands at that point in my life was done through nothing more than love for me, and a compassionate heart.
I love you my husband.
I had been to a writers club that I belong to. Because of the beauty of the day we decided to set outdoors. It was one of those days, where the blue of the sky, and the arrangement of the clouds made one feel that you were part of oil painting that had only just begun. The wind was blowing with just a touch of coolness, and sweaters were handy if needed. As our facilitator was giving suggestions on simple ways of explaining our thoughts, my eyes began to cloud over and cause discomfortment. I asked the other ladies if they were having the same problems. They all commented on the smells of the gas and diesel of the vehicle's that were driving by, but no eye problems. I left and came home. After a call to the Doctor, and a referral to and opthomologist I was seen right away. I had an allergic reaction to something in the air, and after prescribing some eye drops, and antibiotic I was sent home. The next morning my eyes were worse. We called the Doctor back and was advised to come right in. After another exam, I was told I was also allergic to the antibiotics. Another was prescribed and again I was sent home.
My eyes were closed shut and no amount of trying to persuade my lids to open helped. I went through 4 days of complete blindness, being able to move from the bedroom to the living room with the use of my hands along walls and chairs. If a chair was moved, I became quite bewildered. My love of reading books and watching movies were not to be. My husband called all our friends and asked for prayers. Everyone agreed to pray, and then we heard from no one for 3 days. The one person that called later made the comment "I had so much to do, that I just forgot to call and see how you were". My husband stayed by my side putting the drops in at the correct time and making sure I had something to eat. He did not complain, nor did he offer any suggestions on how I moved about. His helping hands at that point in my life was done through nothing more than love for me, and a compassionate heart.
I love you my husband.
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Emanuel
Emanuel (God with Us)
In Isaiah 7:14 It is written:
Therefore the Lord himself shall give you a sign; Behold a virgin shall conceive and bear a son and shall call his name Emmanuel. KJ
Isaiah 7:15 says: Butter and honey shall he eat that he may know to refuse the evil and choose the good. KJ
In St.Matthew 1:23 it is written:
Behold a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a son, and they shall call his name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, God with us. KJ
Some versions of the Bible say that when He was weaned he ate curds and honey. This was something that I wanted to share with others. It made my Lords human side on Earth more meaningful. There is very little that we know of in His early years, except when He stayed at the Temple, and Mary and Joseph had to go back for him. I hope this has as much impact on you as it did on me.
In Isaiah 7:14 It is written:
Therefore the Lord himself shall give you a sign; Behold a virgin shall conceive and bear a son and shall call his name Emmanuel. KJ
Isaiah 7:15 says: Butter and honey shall he eat that he may know to refuse the evil and choose the good. KJ
In St.Matthew 1:23 it is written:
Behold a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a son, and they shall call his name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, God with us. KJ
Some versions of the Bible say that when He was weaned he ate curds and honey. This was something that I wanted to share with others. It made my Lords human side on Earth more meaningful. There is very little that we know of in His early years, except when He stayed at the Temple, and Mary and Joseph had to go back for him. I hope this has as much impact on you as it did on me.
Friday, August 3, 2007
WOW
After my posting yesterday, and feeling bad about the fire I received some exciting news. I did not have to cook because my husband asked me out to dinner. What a treat that was. We went for Chinese and enjoyed the food and coolness of the restaurant. I had submitted a poem to Faith Writers earlier in the day, and when I got home I had 2 nice reviews on my computer.
You know, sometimes when we are at our lowest, God gives us a revelation of just how much he loves and watches over us. I am going to sit back this evening and have some pecan Ice Cream. and think about how to write another poem.
Wish me Luck
You know, sometimes when we are at our lowest, God gives us a revelation of just how much he loves and watches over us. I am going to sit back this evening and have some pecan Ice Cream. and think about how to write another poem.
Wish me Luck
Thursday, August 2, 2007
Today
I am sitting here today wondering if what I see is what others see, or am I seeing what others see. This seems a little confusing, but this day has been confusing. We have had a fire just outside of the town where I live, that has spread to 15 acreas. When I look towards the sky, all I see is a gray blue, that covers the awsome blue that was there yesterday. I think of all the small animals that in fear either froze in place ,or ran for their lives away from the heat and flames. I wish that yesterday was hear again, so I would not have to think about such things, but in this life we face today everyday. The smoke from the fire has covered the mountains that stand as sentinals against the beyond that I cannot see, but on this side it is dry and hazy. We have our sprinklers in the fields going and around the house we are keeping damp, but because we live at the edge of where the forest and desert meet,there is alway a chanch of a fire close by. It has been a year of heat and dry weather that is prone to wild fires. I called my sister today to see if she was OK, but she was not home. Isn't it funny how we always call our loved ones when there is danger near by? The nice thing about today is barbeque
Thursday, June 21, 2007
LOVE
In John 3:16 we read:
For God so loved the world that he gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. In this verse we read that God gave
In Isaiah 9:6 we read:
For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is givin: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counselor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace. In this verse we read that a son is given.
In St. John 1:1 we read: In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and
the Word was God.
St. John 1:14 we read: And the Word was made flesh, and dwelt among us (and we beheld his glory, the glory as of the only begotten of the Father) full of grace and truth.
What a wonderful gift was given when God gave his Word to the World
For God so loved the world that he gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. In this verse we read that God gave
In Isaiah 9:6 we read:
For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is givin: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counselor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace. In this verse we read that a son is given.
In St. John 1:1 we read: In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and
the Word was God.
St. John 1:14 we read: And the Word was made flesh, and dwelt among us (and we beheld his glory, the glory as of the only begotten of the Father) full of grace and truth.
What a wonderful gift was given when God gave his Word to the World
Thursday, May 3, 2007
Prisoner
We walk in humble attitude.
We face our friends with joy.
But let a friend or family fail us.
Do we do as Jesus said we should.
Do we as Children of a King.
Love others as He has.
Or do we walk away in anger.
And lose the friend we had.
Are we the victor in our anger.
Are we the one that's wronged.
Or are we just held Prisoner.
By our will that just to strong.
Will we ever learn to love.
When others fail us so.
Or will we still a prisoner be.
Not led by God above.
He gave us freedom by His death.
He held no anger there.
He just said "I love you".
And this we have to share.
by Jeanie
We face our friends with joy.
But let a friend or family fail us.
Do we do as Jesus said we should.
Do we as Children of a King.
Love others as He has.
Or do we walk away in anger.
And lose the friend we had.
Are we the victor in our anger.
Are we the one that's wronged.
Or are we just held Prisoner.
By our will that just to strong.
Will we ever learn to love.
When others fail us so.
Or will we still a prisoner be.
Not led by God above.
He gave us freedom by His death.
He held no anger there.
He just said "I love you".
And this we have to share.
by Jeanie
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Musings 1 of 2
Roman Guard Unit
The Roman Army when they were sent to guard a person, did so with their lives. If the prisoner escaped, they would be put to death. To guard a prisoner they formed a custodian. In Greek it was spelled "Koustodia." Their primary concern was to guard the seal of the Emperor, which was attached to the tomb. This was accomplished by having sixteen guards. There were 4 that faced the North, 4 faced the South, 4 faced the East, and 4 faced the West.
Each guard had a space of 6 ft. to the front, 6 ft to the back, and 6 ft to each side. In this manner there was very little chance of anyone escaping or tampering with the seal. Have you ever wondered if this was the way that the guards stood at the tomb of Jesus Christ?
Koustodia can be found in Strongs Concordance, 2892
The Roman Army when they were sent to guard a person, did so with their lives. If the prisoner escaped, they would be put to death. To guard a prisoner they formed a custodian. In Greek it was spelled "Koustodia." Their primary concern was to guard the seal of the Emperor, which was attached to the tomb. This was accomplished by having sixteen guards. There were 4 that faced the North, 4 faced the South, 4 faced the East, and 4 faced the West.
Each guard had a space of 6 ft. to the front, 6 ft to the back, and 6 ft to each side. In this manner there was very little chance of anyone escaping or tampering with the seal. Have you ever wondered if this was the way that the guards stood at the tomb of Jesus Christ?
Koustodia can be found in Strongs Concordance, 2892
Musing
Face Cloth
There is an old story that has been around for some time. I do not remember the author's name. The story goes than when a carpenter in Biblical times finished a project, he would then wash with a face towel and basin of water that had been laid out for him. He would then fold the towel and place it separate from the basin. This let the owner know the work he had come to do was finished.
When the disciples entered the Tomb, after Jesus had been resurrected they found the face cloth was folded, and placed separately from the other cloths. Do you think that behind the rock that had been rolled over the opening, that Jesus took the face cloth, folded it, and placed it separately as if to say "It is finished?"
There is an old story that has been around for some time. I do not remember the author's name. The story goes than when a carpenter in Biblical times finished a project, he would then wash with a face towel and basin of water that had been laid out for him. He would then fold the towel and place it separate from the basin. This let the owner know the work he had come to do was finished.
When the disciples entered the Tomb, after Jesus had been resurrected they found the face cloth was folded, and placed separately from the other cloths. Do you think that behind the rock that had been rolled over the opening, that Jesus took the face cloth, folded it, and placed it separately as if to say "It is finished?"
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