God Is In Control

Copied from Josh Goodwin’s FB page.

Pro 21:30-31 There is no wisdom nor understanding nor counsel against the LORD. (31) The horse is prepared against the day of battle: but safety is of the LORD.
NOTE: This verse doesn’t speak against preparation, but rather puts our actions into perspective.
EXPLANATION: If we are against the Lord, there is no possibility of success. If we are with the Lord, he is where our safety ultimately lies.
This passage gives us a glimpse and reminder of God’s sovereignty. In a year of riots, killings, unrest, moral decay, and political madness we need to remember the almighty, imminent power of a good, wise, loving, holy God.
My personal note. Josh Goodwin is pastor of Maranatha Baptist Church in Sebring, FL, and I have often had the privilege of hearing him preach. He loves the Lord and he loves people. Though the world seems to be spinning out of control as chaos and violence become more and more prevalent in the news, God has not lost control. He is allowing all of this to get us to seek His face, His grace, His mercy, His protection, and His peace. None of these current events surprise true believers in Jesus the Christ. He said it would happen. He even said it will get worse as Satan realizes his time or rule is coming to an end.
God gives each of us a choice: accept His free gift of salvation through the shed blood of Jesus Christ on the cross of Calvary, or reject Him. When we accept His sacrifice we are given eternal life, to spend eternity with the God of the universe, who created everything and everyone, and willingly came to suffer and die as no one has ever suffered before or since. He took our punishment. Romans 3:10 tells us that there is none righteous. None of us, not one single person, is good enough (nor can be) to enter God’s kingdom. We all fall short of the glory of God (Rom. 3:23). Isa_64:6 But we are all as an unclean thing, and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags; and we all do fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away.

Romans 6:23–For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord. Romans 5:8–But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us. 2 Corinthians 5:21–For he hath made him to be sin for us, who knew no sin; that we might be made the righteousness of God in him.

Ephesians 2:8, 9–For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God: Not of works, lest any man should boast. 
Revelation 20:15–And whosoever was not found written in the book of life was cast into the lake of fire. If you don’t believe in hell, or if you think it’s a big party place, read the description in Luke 16:19-31–There was a certain rich man, which was clothed in purple and fine linen, and fared sumptuously every day:
Luke 16:20 And there was a certain beggar named Lazarus, which was laid at his gate, full of sores,
Luke 16:21 And desiring to be fed with the crumbs which fell from the rich man’s table: moreover the dogs came and licked his sores.
Luke 16:22 And it came to pass, that the beggar died, and was carried by the angels into Abraham’s bosom: the rich man also died, and was buried;
Luke 16:23 And in hell he lift up his eyes, being in torments, and seeth Abraham afar off, and Lazarus in his bosom.
Luke 16:24 And he cried and said, Father Abraham, have mercy on me, and send Lazarus, that he may dip the tip of his finger in water, and cool my tongue; for I am tormented in this flame.
Luke 16:25 But Abraham said, Son, remember that thou in thy lifetime receivedst thy good things, and likewise Lazarus evil things: but now he is comforted, and thou art tormented.
Luke 16:26 And beside all this, between us and you there is a great gulf fixed: so that they which would pass from hence to you cannot; neither can they pass to us, that would come from thence.
Luke 16:27 Then he said, I pray thee therefore, father, that thou wouldest send him to my father’s house:
Luke 16:28 For I have five brethren; that he may testify unto them, lest they also come into this place of torment.
Luke 16:29 Abraham saith unto him, They have Moses and the prophets; let them hear them.
Luke 16:30 And he said, Nay, father Abraham: but if one went unto them from the dead, they will repent.
Luke 16:31 And he said unto him, If they hear not Moses and the prophets, neither will they be persuaded, though one rose from the dead. 
Romans 10:9–That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved.
Romans 10:13–For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.
Salvation (asking Jesus to save you from your sinful nature) is a free gift. You can’t earn it and once you have it, you can’t lose it. It is eternal. God created language. He has perfect understanding of every word so He says what He means, and means what He says. He is perfect and cannot lie. He is a God who can be trusted. He did not promise to keep us from tragedy or trials, or problems. Every person will go through hard times. It’s a part of life. The question is: do you want to be left on your own to deal with everything when life is at its worst, or do you want a comforter (the Holy Spirit of God) to be with you through everything? To comfort and strengthen you? To give you hope that even if you should lose a loved one, God will see you through the pain, help you heal, surround you with His peace and love? There is NO ONE that God hates. He hates sin. He hates some of the things we do. He hates some of the choices we make. He hates sin. He wants to deliver us from the bondage to sin. Rom_6:13 Neither yield ye your members as instruments of unrighteousness unto sin: but yield yourselves unto God, as those that are alive from the dead, and your members as instruments of righteousness unto God.
Rom_6:16 Know ye not, that to whom ye yield yourselves servants to obey, his servants ye are to whom ye obey; whether of sin unto death, or of obedience unto righteousness?

Rom 7:18 For I know that in me (that is, in my flesh,) dwelleth no good thing: for to will is present with me; but how to perform that which is good I find not.
Rom 7:19 For the good that I would I do not: but the evil which I would not, that I do.
Rom 7:20 Now if I do that I would not, it is no more I that do it, but sin that dwelleth in me.
Rom 7:24 O wretched man that I am! who shall deliver me from the body of this death?
Rom 7:25 I thank God through Jesus Christ our Lord. So then with the mind I myself serve the law of God; but with the flesh the law of sin.

What Color Is Love?

I was nothing, a zero, the least likely to succeed at anything. I was the ugliest, dumbest thing God ever created. I was lower than the earth, worth less than a grub to eaten by birds. There was nothing about me that anyone would desire.

Hear the cry of the masses:

“I’m too fat.” “I’m disfigured.” “People run when they see my scars.” “People turn away in disgust.” “I have Down’s Syndrome; I’m unlovable.” “I’m stupid.” “I’ll never amount to anything.” “We’re poor and starving. No one cares.” “I’m crippled, but no one pays any attention to my needs.” “My skin is the wrong color so people dont like me.”

There are people in the world who do care and who do reach out and make a difference. I am thankful and grateful for those people, but if you aren’t doing because it’s what Jesus would do, if you aren’t doing it to put a smile on His face, then you’re doing it for the wrong reason, and your reward is the thanks you get in this life. Col_3:17 And whatsoever ye do in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God and the Father by him.

In spite of the efforts of kind, compassionate people, there are many who are homeless, abandoned, deserted, judged by others for the sins and crimes they’ve committed. The prostitutes, runaways, pedophiles, murderers, animal and child abusers, all treated as the scum of the earth. But we don’t know their stories. We don’t know what brought them to those places in their lives. It is not our place to judge. All who do not know Jesus as their Lord and Savior will one day stand before Him, the supreme judge of the earth, and give an account before they are senteneced to eternal separation from Him in the lake of fire called hell. God will take no pleasure in passing the sentence, for He provided His only BEGOTTEN Son to take their punishment so they wouldn’t have to. It is not their sins that send them to hell, it is rejection of the precious gift God gave. The color of love is red: red for the blood that Jesus shed, not just on the cruel cross of Calvary, but when he was beaten into a bloody mess of flesh and bone by that cat-o’-nine-tails. It was by the blood He shed when the crown of four to six inch thorns thrust into his brow. It was the blood that oozed from His poor battered face when his beard was ripped out by handfuls.

Jesus didn’t have to go through any of that. He could have called angels to get Him off the cross and kill every magistrate and soldier in attendance. He could have gotten Himself off of the cross. Mat_26:53 Thinkest thou that I cannot now pray to my Father, and he shall presently give me more than twelve legions of angels?

Joh 3:16 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.
Joh 3:17 For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through him might be saved.
Joh 3:18 He that believeth on him is not condemned: but he that believeth not is condemned already, because he hath not believed in the name of the only begotten Son of God.
Joh 3:19 And this is the condemnation, that light is come into the world, and men loved darkness rather than light, because their deeds were evil.

Why do we use red as the color for Valentine’s Day? For Christmas? For Santa’s suit? Jesus had a bleeding heart. It bled for humanity, for the depravity, the anguish, the futility and desperation, for the homeless, the poor, the needy, the forgotten, the ignored, the wasted, the destitute, the despairing, the disfigured.

Luk_19:10 For the Son of man is come to seek and to save that which was lost.

Eph_2:1 And you hath he quickened, who were dead in trespasses and sins;
Col_2:13 And you, being dead in your sins and the uncircumcision of your flesh, hath he quickened together with him, having forgiven you all trespasses;

In God’s eyes, we are walking dead people until we realize our depraved state, our need for Him. Until we realize that we are indeed weak and poor, unable to control our own lives and destiny, we are dead. That’s why Jesus told Nicodemus that we must be “born again.” We need to have spiritual life breathed into us. He promises to give us new life, new direction, hope, peace, joy, an abundant life.

Does that mean He’ll give us everything we want and we’ll never have another problem? No. If we never have another problem we’ll forget we need Him. He will teach us, through the power of His Holy Spirit (who will take up residence in our hearts) how to deal with the problems that come our way. He will give us the peace that passes understanding (It won’t make sense to the rest of the world.). He will supply our every need.

I have a friend who is living off of Food Stamps and $109 a month. She loves and trusts God. It isn’t easy, but she’s discovering that she can be happy and content without a lot of “stuff” to clutter her life.

One final note: It is vitally important to understand that, regardless of what modern “versions” of the Bible say, Jesus is the only BEGOTTEN Son of God. As Christians, we are all God’s children; we are all sons and daughters. Jesus is the only One Begotten of God. Jesus had an earthly foster dad: Joseph. Joseph was married to Mary and raised Jesus as his own son, but Jesus was begotten of God the Father. The KJV seems to be the only version that has not taken away Jesus’s deity.

The Satanic Temple Says Homosexual Marriage is a ‘Sacrament,’

The Satanic Temple Says Homosexual Marriage is a ‘Sacrament,’.

http://rogertharpe.wordpress.com/2014/12/19/the-satanic-temple-says-homosexual-marriage-is-a-sacrament/

Originally posted on Roger Thorpe’s blog on wordpress.com. People may not want to hear the truth, but they need to. If you had cancer wouldn’t you want your doctor to tell you so you could discuss treatment options? Jesus is the cure for sin, hate, rebellion, witchcraft, terrorism, etc. The Bible says God is love, and in Him is no darkness at all.

God doesn’t hate homosexuals. He just hates the sin, the same as He hates lies, adultery, fornication, taking His name in vain, etc. God hates sin, but He loves people. It’s why He send His only begotten Son to die on a cruel cross for our sins. He took our punishment. God doesn’t send anyone to hell; people send themselves because they reject the supreme sacrifice of Christ on the cross. God made a way for every single person to be reconciled to Him. He leaves the choice up to us.

What Does Relationship Mean To You?

Why are relationships difficult?

I believe it is because we see things from different perspectives and our words don’t always come out the way we intend. What we say and what the other person hears are often not the same. Maybe that’s why I write. I can see what I wrote, think about the message, and change it if it doesn’t come out right. When I speak the option to change my words isn’t there, at least not until after I have spoken.  My husband and I have been married forty three years and we still sometimes have problems communicating. Sometimes I feel as if I’m speaking a foreign language. That’s why it is so important to talk things out. Relationships are too valuable to throw away over misunderstanding.

My rule for myself: ALWAYS give the benefit of the doubt, and choose NOT to be offended. (Psalms 119:164)

The Peace River Chronicles Book I

Below are two openings for the Prologue to this trilogy (a WIP). I’m undecided which one is better. The premise of the book is that we are each responsible for the consequences of our actions, and those consequences can be felt for generations later. Tell me which you think is better.

The Peace River Chronicles

Prologue

2Sa 13:4  And he said unto him, Why art thou, being the king’s son, lean from day to day? wilt thou not tell me? And Amnon said unto him, I love Tamar, my brother Absalom’s sister. 2Sa 13:14  Howbeit he would not hearken unto her voice: but, being stronger than she, forced her, and lay with her.

The year was 1825 in Ayrshire County, Scotland. My name is Morna Mackenzie and I here write the tale to my beloved son, Keith Innes Mackenzie that he may know his heritage upon my death, though a terrible tale it is. I’ve kept a journal these many years, since we’ve come to America. You’ll find it in my bedside drawer if you choose to read it.

            My father, Earnan Lartharn Mackenzie, was neither a good husband to my mother, God rest her soul, nor a good father, at least not to me. He raped me a fortnight before I boarded a packet bound for America. I was with child, you my sweet Mac. Before I left, he’d been killed in a fight over a silly loaf of bread and I had no means to take care of my younger brother and sister. The shame of being an unwed mother, (and who’d believe it was of my own father), had forced me to become a beggar and a thief.

            I secured the means for passage aboard a cargo ship bound for America. I’ve raised you here and only told what had to be told. My sweet Mac, you know how I raised you. I was introduced to the Lord Jesus Christ by my godly landlady here in Philadelphia. Mrs. Wheeler taught me to sew and knit and she never criticized or condemned me. She helped me birth you, my wee one, and cared for you when I had to go out and sell what I had made.

            I’ve tried to instruct you in the ways of the Lord; though I’ve seen signs that perhaps I didn’t do such a good job. I’ve been praying for you and the grandchildren your in-laws won’t let me see. I’ve missed getting to know them. I bear you no ill, though. You’ve had to make your fortune to provide for your family. I suppose it was always God’s plan that I die alone, but at least here, you’ll know you were always loved. It’s all a mother can do.

            So, Mac, this is written for you so you can learn from the mistakes of your forbears and forgive them. Jesus said on the cross to forgive others because they don’t understand the consequences of what they do. They don’t understand God’s plan and some don’t even want to know. My dear, sweet young man, I’m goin’ home to be with my Lord soon and felt you should know how you came to be. The Bible says sin is passed down from the fathers to the third and fourth generation. Take heed then, that your own seed knows the Lord and chooses to do the right. I’ve tried to raise you the best I knew how and now you’ve bairns of your own. I wish I’d live to see them grown but it’s not to be. I’ve sinned in my life, but I’ve repented and the Lord’s forgiven me. For your mother’s sake, I plead with you to do the same and raise your bairns aright. I love you, son.

or

I’ve packed my meager belongings, sold whatever I could, much of it being Da’s things, now he’s gone. It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do but I can’t tell Mum or my sisters what Da has done. It’d bring terrible shame on the family and what good would it do for them to know? I’ll sail to America and have the bairn alone. Perhaps the good Lord will have pity on me and the babe and keep us safe. I figure it’ll be time to deliver just a few months after we arrive. I pray the good Lord will give us good sailing weather and kind folks to show us the way once we get there.

or should I just start with Chapter 1?

The mourners were in black, and they were many. Morna Mackenzie had become a much sought after seamstress in Philadelphia, especially among the aristocratic society.

For the first time Mac had insisted the children be allowed to come with him. Mac Junior, Duncan and Scott were eight, five, and three respectively. They had never met their grandmother and there were no tears on any of their faces. Scott was getting a little fidgety while the two older boys behaved as perfect little gentlemen, as they had been taught.

Regret colored Mac’s face an angry red, his jaw locked with the effort of holding his feelings in check. The Baptist clergyman was saying something but none of the words found entry into Morna’s only son’s head.

The landlady he remembered from his childhood, Mrs. Wheeler, stood by his side, a gentle hand lofted on his shoulder. Her tears were genuine. Here was someone who had genuinely loved his mother. Had he? Had he ever really appreciated her? She had worked so hard all of his life. She had set a good example of what a wife and mother should be. He knew because she had read to him from the Bible and her life, for the most part, exemplified the words printed there.

Would Mac be able to teach his children what goodness, what godliness really was? How could he when he had allowed others to steal his children from the very goodness they deserved? How could he teach them what it meant to love when he had smothered it in himself? Would his own children ever learn of his own secrets? He was glad his mother didn’t know.

Mac opened the locket he clutched in his hand and showed its contents to his sons. There was a picture of his mother on one side, a picture of the two of them on the other. He wanted to tell his sons about her, ached to do so. But the words wouldn’t come. He showed the locket to Mrs. Wheeler, now nearly bent with age, yet her eyes still alight with something he could not fathom. Tears streamed down her pale cheeks as she patted his hand. “I have something for you,” she whispered. She handed him an envelope with a single sheet of paper. He took the letter out, and then decided to put it away to be read at a later time.

He turned to Lillith, his wife, who was absently brushing specks of something off of Scott’s jacket. It was her signal that they had been here long enough. She leaned toward him and whispered, “It’s time to go, Mac. The children are restless and Mother has the meal waiting. You know how she hates to wait.” She smiled her best beguiling smile.

Mac huffed as he drew himself to his full height. He firmly released her fingers from his arm, looked at her, and jutted his chin toward the minister. “We aren’t finished yet.” He spoke almost under his breath so as not to be rude.

At last the minister stopped speaking and beckoned Mac and his family forward. Only he and Mrs. Wheeler approached the casket. He stroked the casket once with a gloved hand and laid a bouquet of yellow roses with baby’s breath on top. He turned to Mrs. Wheeler. “Thank you for all you did for us when I was growing up,” he said. “I’ve never properly thanked you…”

“I never asked for any thanks and don’t want any. Your mother deserved so much more than what life dealt her, but God put her in my charge so I could show her His love. It was my privilege to help you both. I mean no harm, but I must tell you it grieved your mother so to be deprived of you and your children. She never stopped loving you, though, and she prayed for you and your little ones every day.

“I do hope you’ll be able to come and visit this old woman from time to time. I would love to share a cup of tea with you and reminisce over old times.”

“I’ll do my best but I can’t promise anything.” He patted her hand again and they turned to walk away, her hand laid lightly on his arm.

My Most Prized Possession-Writing 101

I thought about this a long time. There are so many things I could choose: a hand-carved wooden plate from Germany, my mother’s platter with the rose in the middle, my Little Golden Book printed in 1952 called “Prayers For Children,” photos of long-deceased relatives that were dear to me and my family, paintings done by my deceased father-in-law. So many things to choose from.

But what is most precious to me, what I value more than any thing is something that can never be lost, stolen, or re-possessed. My most prize possession can’t be held, smelled, touched or tasted. It is my relationship with my heavenly Father and the Lord Jesus Christ.

Here is a little of why this is my most prized possession. I know there are critics who think God is just a fantasy for foolish people who are unenlightened, or people who think people like me have been brainwashed or deluded. But that person doesn’t understand how important this relationship is.

Until I was around twenty-three years old I was 100% convinced that I was the ugliest, dumbest thing on the planet. I had no purpose and no right to be alive. I was taking up someone elses’ air space. My sole purpose was to be the entertainment for cruel kids and sharp-tongued parents. It seemed my peers agreed with me. No one ever thought I could be good at anything. No one believed anyone would ever want to marry me. Why should they? I was awkward, uncoordinated, and not good at one single sport. I couldn’t even dribble a basketball. I had really bad allergies and was always blowing my nose or sneezing. My desk at school was always piled high with tissues.

I’m thankful to say that all of my detractors were wrong. And hindsight being what it is, I realize that not EVERYONE felt that way about me, only a few, but that was enough to color my attitude and I lost some of my friends because I didn’t know how to be one. I only knew how to soak up whatever was given to me. In other words, it made me self-centered and negative.

I did get married and had two children, but I really didn’t know how to be a good mom or wife either–until. . .

My sister-in-law is a Christian; she was when I met her. While my husband was waiting to be able to out-process from the U.S. Coast Guard, his sister took me to a Billy Graham movie: Time To Run. I saw myself in that movie and it made me want to change. It was like looking in a mirror and seeing the kind of person I was. I was seeing myself through God’s eyes. He loved me. He sent His only begotten Son, Jesus, to die on a cruel cross, after being tormented, not for anything He had done, but for my sins. He took my place. I should have been crucified. I deserve to go to hell. But He loved me so much that He took my punishment and offered me a new life. He showed me how to be the kind of person that can love and have compassion on others. Through His word, the Bible (KJV) He taught me how to be a good wife and mother. I haven’t been perfect, and I won’t be in this life; but He has given me a joy, peace, and contentment beyond anything I ever could have imagined. I let Him down on a daily basis, but He still loves me, forgives me, and encourages me to keep trying. He’s my heavenly Father, my Savior and my best friend. I have a home waiting for me in heaven because I accepted His free gift of salvation.

This gift is free, and offered to every person on the planet. Anyone who ends up in hell goes of their own volition because they reject the only begotten Son of God, Jesus Christ. People want there to be many ways to get to heaven. But if Someone sacrificed His life to be the ticket, the door to go through, doesn’t He have the right to decide that He’s the only way? If there could be another way, then sacrificing Himself was the dumbest act of all eternity, since He didn’t have to do it. It is our selfish pride, refusing to bow to the God of the universe, that makes us want to earn salvation, to make our own way to heaven. If we could earn it, it wouldn’t be free. It wasn’t free for Jesus. “He was wounded for our transgressions (sins); he was bruised for our iniquities; the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.”

God does not expect us to be perfect. We can’t change ourselves, or clean ourselves up before we come to Him. He takes us just as we are. Then He cleans us up and makes us new. Jesus told one of the religious leaders, Nicodemus, “You must be born again.” This is referring to a spiritual re-birth that can only occur by asking Jesus to take away the junk and make us new. As we attend church, sit under preachers that really preach His word, and not this feel-good nonsense that doesn’t help anybody become a better person, God uses His word to teach us how to live the life He has planned for us. The Bible is the manual for our journey on earth. It sure changed me because the Holy Spirit came to live in my heart when I asked Jesus for that new life. The Holy Spirit helps me understand God’s word when I read it. He teaches me how to apply it to my life. I am a new creature. Old things are passed away. The old negative, critical, angry me is dead. I am alive in Christ. Praise the Lord!

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Who Is Jesus?

Today is Sunday, the day the apostles and the early Christians met together to worship God. In our society today there seems to be much confusion over who Jesus is, or was. The Muslims say he was a good man and a great prophet. The Jews think he was a heretic. In Mark 8:27-29 Jesus was asking his disciples who people were saying he was. The answer was that some people were saying he was John the Baptist, Elijah, or one of the other prophets come back to life. Then Jesus asked them, “But who do you say that I am?” Peter answered, “Thou art the Christ, the Son of the living God.” Jesus said Peter answered correctly.

When Jesus was resurrected from the dead he appeared to the discipes in an upper room at least twice. One of those times the disciple Thomas was absent; another time Thomas was there. Thomas had doubted the report that Jesus had returned from the dead and said he would not believe unless he could put his finger in the nail prints in Jesus’s hands and thrust his hand in the wound made a sword in Jesus’s side. When Jesus appeared to Thomas he encouraged Thomas to do those things. When he did he answered with awe and wonder and proclaimed, “My Lord and my God.” 

Jesus did not rebuke Thomas for his words but received them gladly. If he had just been a good man or a prophet he would have rebuked Thomas. Because Jesus was fully God and fully man (don’t try to figure it out; our little finite minds can’t comprehend the mind of God) he accepted Thomas’s worship. Jesus was the only one qualified to pay our sin debt because he was the only perfect being to ever have lived. And the good news is–He is alive today. 

For those who choose to doubt and not believe, I’m praying for you. It is your choice to believe or not. But here’s the crux of the matter: If I’m wrong I have nothing to lose. I’m no worse off than as if I didn’t believe. However, those who choose not to believe have everything to lose: eternal life, peace with God, peace and blessings in this life, especially during difficult times. It is God who has kept my marriage together. It is God who calms my fears. It is God who changed me from a whining, self-centered, negative wretch to a happy, positive, outgoing, other-people-centered person.

Give God a chance. You’ll be glad you did.

Peace With God

Pinson Mounds A Lovely MothThis lovely moth was seen at Pinson Mounds State Park near Jackson, TN. I took the photo with my Nikon Coolpix camera. This small, noiseless creature reminds me of God’s grace and peace. The moth goes where the wind blows, with no thought or worry about how long it will live, or where. It is guided by the hand of God. Scripture says not a sparrow falls from a tree without God’s notice. It also says the He has numbered the very hairs of our head. God takes care of all of the wildflowers, and trees, and takes note of each one that falls or dies. Matthew 6:26-30 tells us that God cares so much more for us than the birds of the air or the flowers of the field. Read Psalm 139 to see how much God loves you, then read John 3:16,17. No one could possibly love you more than God. After all, He created you–on purpose. Jeremiah 11:29.

OMG Moments

To me, OMG stands for Oh, My Goodness!.  My husband and I became full-time RV’ers seventeen years ago. We had a tw0-weekend yard sale, packed up the stuff we wanted to keep for later years to give to the kids in boxes, and took it to a relative’s house. We are at that house now, opening boxes that have been in a storage shed, going through things, and throwing much of it away.

But then there are those treasures. You know, the photographs you never wrote on the back of, but they bring back fond memories. There is a box with the set of dishes my my parents got for me to take to business school (44 years ago). There are handmade curtains I can no longer use, afghans I had made, gifts that had been given to us, keepsakes from long ago travels.

Memory Lane is such a sweet place. I love my life now but reading back over signatures from my JUNIOR HIGH autograph pages, and my senior memories book and yearbook bring tears of joy as I look back in time. Not all of my school days were happy ones; in fact many were not, but they helped mold and make me who and what I am today. I am grateful and wistful. Some things are wonderful, sweet memories, and others are reminders that I’m glad to be the age I am now.

If you are one of those many people who have been bullied in school, take heart. It’s tough; it’s cruel; but it is training ground for who you want to be. It isn’t easy to ignore the hurts and frustrations, but please, for your own sake, do try. Ignore the taunting. Ten years from now they won’t remember why they picked on you. The bullies will have moved away, or you will, and life will go on, and you will have grown more confident and bolder from the experience. You will learn where your strengths are and they will guide you to fulfillment. My favorite phrase in the Bible is “it came to pass,” because that means it didn’t come to stay. Life is a journey with valleys and mountains, sunshine and rain. We need them all. Keep pressing forward. Never give up your dreams. You’ll be glad you did some day. I know from experience.

 

Lights of Christmas at night

Lights of Christmas at night