This will be me, well not really me, but it's what I'll be doing, God willing, in about 30 minutes.

Happy New Year's Eve!

Facing the Giants

A new movie came out this year, Facing the Giants, did anyone out there see it? It's a good movie, excellent in fact, compared to the stuff Hollywood tries to give us. Our Pastor used those words as the theme of his sermon today ... Facing the Giants ... and gave examples from Numbers 13 and I Samuel 17.

Numbers 13:25-33:

"After exploring the land of Canaan forty days, the twelve men returned to Kadesh in the Paran Desert and told Moses, Aaron, and the people what they had seen. They showed them the fruit and said: Look at this fruit! The land we explored is rich with milk and honey.

But the people who live there are strong, and their cities are large and walled. We even saw the three Anakim clans. Besides that, the Amalekites live in the Southern Desert; the Hittites, Jebusites, and Amorites are in the hill country; and the Canaanites live along the Mediterranean Sea and the Jordan River. Caleb calmed down the crowd and said, " Let's go and take the land. I know we can do it!"
But the other men replied, " Those people are much too strong for us." Then they started spreading rumors and saying, " We won't be able to grow anything in that soil. And the people are like giants. In fact, we saw the Nephilim who are the ancestors of the Anakim. They were so big that we felt as small as grasshoppers."

I Samuel 17:41-50

"Goliath came toward David, walking behind the soldier who was carrying his shield. When Goliath saw that David was just a healthy, good-looking boy, he made fun of him. "Do you think I'm a dog?" Goliath asked. "Is that why you've come after me with a stick?" He cursed David in the name of the Philistine gods and shouted, "Come on! When I'm finished with you, I'll feed you to the birds and wild animals!"
David answered:
You've come out to fight me with a sword and a spear and a dagger. But I've come out to fight you in the name of the LORD All-Powerful. He is the God of Israel's army, and you have insulted him too!
Today the LORD will help me defeat you. I'll knock you down and cut off your head, and I'll feed the bodies of the other Philistine soldiers to the birds and wild animals. Then the whole world will know that Israel has a real God. Everybody here will see that the LORD doesn't need swords or spears to save his people. The LORD always wins his battles, and he will help us defeat you.
When Goliath started forward, David ran toward him. He put a rock in his sling and swung the sling around by its straps. When he let go of one strap, the rock flew out and hit Goliath on the forehead. It cracked his skull, and he fell facedown on the ground. David defeated Goliath with a sling and a rock. He killed him without even using a sword."

We remember these Bible stories, don't we? But how do we apply them to the giants in our own lives? We need to realize that if we're going to faithfully follow Christ, there will be giants to deal with.

There are 4 characteristics of giants:

They always block our view of God's will.

They reveal the true character of God's people.

They can be a tool of Satan to rob us of God's best.

They can also be tools of God to prepare us for His best.

Pastor also gave seven steps to defeat the giants:

1.Be faithful in the small things. Prayer, a life-style of prayer is necessary. Bible reading & meditating on God's Word. Learning to be still and listen for God's voice. If we can't daily do these things, how do we discern the giant and his scheme against us?

2. Look past the giants to God.

3. See our self as God sees us. The world would have us fit into its mold and we have no place being there. To better see who we are, we must be people of the Book.

4. Learn to overcome the influences of the crowd. Learn to stand alone if need be.

5. Be true to who we are as individuals and as the Body of Christ.

6. Keep focused on God's purposes.

7. Remember that others are watching us.

As we enter a new year, remember that we will face giants and they're not all the same for everyone. Let's remember to prompt one another to be in God's Word on a regular basis, to be people who pray and people who can be still and listen for God's voice. Let us encourage one another to good works and remind one another to lay aside the sin that so easily besets us, and run the race God has given us to run. Let us be mindful to love one another and to do all we do for the glory of God.

Indeed giants will come, but will we look past them and seek God's face? Will we truly see ourselves as God sees us? I find beauty and worth in each friend I have, but have such trouble seeing that in myself. May we be delivered from this. Will we learn to overcome the influences of the world, the flesh and the devil this year? Will we be true to ourselves and to the Body of Christ? Will we keep focused on God's purposes for us? Will we remember that others are watching?

I said in yesterday's post that I don't do New Year's resolutions. After Pastor's sermon this morning, I think I've changed my mind.

Isn't it amazing how children look at things? This photo shows Erica (L) and Perri looking at a gift Perri received for Christmas. The gift is Squawkers, the talking parrot, and Perri wanted this thing badly. She squealed and yelled when she learned what was in the box. After he was opened and sat on a table, the girls sat and played for quite a long time. It's their expressions that intrigue me.

I can remember being that enthralled with Christ and His salvation as a new Christian way back in 1979. I can remember thinking that special feeling would surely never, ever leave. I remember thinking I would be like this for the rest of my life. Not so.

Somewhere down the road I lost those feelings and for a long while debated if I had ever really been saved after all. Then the years began to roll ... faster and faster it seems, the years fly and leave me wondering where time has gone. With those years however, have come maturity and for that I am thankful. I don't have to be the starry-eyed person I was at 32. I can be the older, more mature Louise who's come a long way since 1979. The lady who's walked on more rough ground than I would have chosen for myself. But, it's been these rough places that have taught me the most.

Just as Erica & Perri can't stay as they are in this picture, neither do we stay as we were when we first came to faith in Christ. We aren't meant to stay in one place for our time on this earth. We're meant to walk, and learn and grow into the people God desires us to be. We're to do our best to keep our first love alive and well and allow it to grow too. We best do this by remembering that we're to do all for God's glory, not ours.

It's easy to forget that you know. It's easy to get caught up in daily routines that before long become hum-drum and well, routine. We can easily forget where we've come from and Who it was that opened our hearts to receive the gift of eternal life in Christ. We can easily do things without thinking about why we're doing them, or for whom they're done. We can easily forget that we live Coram Deo ... before the face of God ... and that He sees everything and hears every word.

I'm not a person to set New Year's resolutions. Repeated failure has taught me a few things about that. For those who do, may they all work for you. As for me, I'll keep telling myself and others, "If God wills, I'll do so and so", because I have absolutely no clue what the New Year is going to hold, but I do know the One who holds it, and my desire is to be pleasing to Him in whatever comes my way. I will strive to love God with all my heart and soul and strength, and love my neighbor as myself. I will, God willing, live today and tomorrow and all the days I have, I will live to honor and glorify my Father with the life He's given me.

Merry Christmas 2007

Merry, Merry Christmas everyone. Thara, Pat, Trish, Margie, Kelly, Amrita, you're especially in my thoughts today, hoping you've had a peaceful Christmas Day with those you love.

The beginning of our day was busy with Fred cooking and me cleaning and making last minute cards for the Grand-girls from their Great-Grandma. She has difficulty seeing so I make the cards for her to give to them. Fred made a wonderful dinner: Lasagna & Baked Spaghetti, salad & garlic toast this year. Angel Eggs, Olives & Shrimp completed the meal. He's such a good cook. The kids all arrived at 3:30 and the afternoon was filled with laughter and the girls sharing the gifts they had brought for us to see. Stef & Syd read the Christmas story and the four of them sang a few Christmas songs. I had to announce their entry of course and this year they named themselves "The 4 Girls". That fits.

I took a lot of pictures and mainly just watched the girls enjoy themselves. They are all growing so quickly. I've told them it's okay to slow down the process but thus far none of them have listened to me. Time waits for no one, does it? And changes come whether we're ready or not.

Earlier today I sent an email to family & friends and I'd like to share that with each of you:

"Hello Family! We didn't send cards this year, instead, through a ministry called Voice of the Martyrs, we supplied Bibles & other materials to a small village in China. We are blessed to have so much in the United States, there is no lack of Bibles, or churches, or Christian literature. Sometimes we can take all this for granted. People in other countries often have so little and we have so much. We need to share and use the resources God has given us to help them and that's what we did rather than send cards.

We want you all to know we love and appreciate you; you are often in our thoughts and in our prayers and we sincerely hope the coming New Year is one that will be filled with the knowledge that Jesus is Lord to the glory of the Father. Because of His birth, we celebrate this Holy Day. We take time to read the Christmas story in the book of Luke and we realize that without His coming to earth, there would be no salvation for mankind. He didn't come to give us riches and fame, but to give Himself as a ransom for many. On this day, let us remember, He came in obedience to His Father, to redeem us from sin and He did that by coming to die.

He is no longer the Babe in the manger, He is no longer the suffering Savior on the cross,He is seated at the right hand of God and soon, very soon, He is coming again!

Our deepest prayer is that everyone we know and love will be ready to meet Him. How do you do that? By realizing you are a sinner in need of a Savior. We have all sinned and fallen short of the glory of God. We repent, or tell God we're sorry for what we've done and we turn from our old way of doing things and we turn to Christ, seeking His direction in all we do. We ask Him to forgive us and come to live in our hearts and He promises that He will when we sincerely ask Him to.

May God in His unending mercy, grant peace and comfort to those who mourn. May He draw the unsaved to Himself and give them the greatest Christmas gift they'll ever receive ... Jesus."

Good night dear ones and may God be more than we ever realized He could be as we go into tomorrow and a new year.

Firewood

How expensive is your firewood? That's a thought I had earlier today. The Bible tells us that basically our works while on this earth can amount to nothing more than wood, hay and stubble.
( I Cor. 3:12-15) We need to make sure our works are God-honoring. Nothing else matters much. Do all for His glory. I so easily forget this, forgive me Father.

In 2 Peter 3:12 the Bible says ...

"Therefore, since all these things will be dissolved, what manner of persons ought you to be in holy conduct and godliness, looking for and hastening the coming of the day of God, because of which the heavens will be dissolved, being on fire, and the elements will melt with fervent heat? Nevertheless we, according to His promise, look for new heavens and a new earth in which righteousness dwells."

It was this verse that caught my attention as I looked into our family room at the books and other things we have on shelves there. All I see will be destroyed by fire and intense heat. All I've put money, time and effort into will melt away one day to make way for the new heavens and new earth. How much has my firewood cost me? That's what all this stuff amounts to, firewood. And I've paid a dear price for most of it. Perhaps not much money according to some people, but enough to make me question its worth and the time I've put into gathering all of it.

Even now, in parts of this world, a tree is cut down, cut into usable lengths and seasoned for the winter's use. That tree was eventually used to warm homes and the people they held. That tree's wood was used to fuel a stove to cook meals that would nourish a family.

My 'firewood' will be used for .... what? To decorate my home and make me feel better about myself while I'm here? Yes it does that and I'm grateful for all I have been given. But today, for the first time in my adult life, I see that it's nothing more than firewood. I will leave it all. I will take none of it with me either when I die or when the Lord returns. All this will stay here, to be done away with as Scripture tells us it will.

Dear God, I do appreciate all You've allowed us to have. But, please, dear Lord, help me to rightly value it against the rest of my life here and eternity with You. Let me hold it all with a light hand, and be willing to give it away if You ask that of me. Help me to better use every resource You've given to further Your kingdom. Let me not waste anything but look to You for guidance in using the time, talents, and finances that You give. Let me store up treasure in heaven where moth nor rust nor fire will ever destroy it. Forgive me for placing wrong emphasis on all the things that one day will become ... firewood.

"A man is foolish to invest everything in things that he cannot keep, when he can invest in things that he cannot lose - things that are eternal." - David Guzik

Christmas thoughts...

My Grand-girls, Syd & Perri, bought me a daily Grandmas & Grandpas calendar for Christmas last year. It has sat on my downstairs desk all year and has blessed me with some of its daily writings. The one for yesterday, Dec. 21, says this:

"The holidays are upon us and frantic grandparents everywhere are trying to finish up shopping, cooking, and planning. But all the planning in the world may not ensure that the holidays come off stress-free and enjoyable. Hanoch McCarty, co-author of Chicken Soup for the Grandparent's Soul, said he and his wife Meladee began to see the holidays as a set of chores, tasks, and obligations rather than an opportunity to be with and enjoy family. He realized that to get what he really wanted from the holidays would require a change in behavior. "I saw that being hurried, impatient, and quick to judge were not very likely to get the closeness I craved," said Hanoch. "It was the being, rather than the doing, which would bring me closer to all my family ... We do a little thinking, just before folks arrive, about how we want to be when they're here. Somehow, a more genuine smile comes to our faces as we open the door."

I found this to be uplifting, inspiring and a load-lifter. What difference might be made for ourselves, our families, our friends, if we gave serious thought to how we want to BE with ourselves and others and then BE that?

Don't know about you, but I want folks to see Jesus in me. I want them to know there's something different, a godly difference from other people they know. I want them to feel loved, accepted and cherished for who they are. I want to enjoy time with them, not feel as if we have to keep to such a rigid schedule that we break rather than bend. I want to laugh and smile because I mean it, not just to be polite.

I want those who enter our home, not just for Christmas dinner, but every day, to leave here with the knowledge they are appreciated and loved and are seen as gifts from God, for they surely are. Even those we don't get along with too well are gifts. I've sadly not always seen people in that light and acted accordingly ... they're a bore, they get on my nerves, they're taking up valuable time that I could be doing something else ... something worthwhile. Give me a break from me! As Sara says from time to time, I need to get over myself!

May each of us take the time to sincerely contemplate how we want to BE around those we love/like on Christmas day. May we take the time to also consider how they are perceiving us.

Christmas MeMe

1. Wrapping paper or gift bags? Both
2. Real tree or artificial? Teeny tiny artificial. See photo below.
3. When do you put up the tree? I carry the little thing up the day after Thanksgiving.
4. When do you take the tree down? Probably a day or two after Christmas I'll carry the little dudette back downstairs.
5. Do you like eggnog? No. Too-too eggy.
6. Favorite gift received as a child? Easy Bake Oven. I left it outside that summer and the garbage man picked it up and took it away. I was heart-broken and was told "That's what you get for leaving your toys outside." My folks didn't replace it either. Taught me a good lesson.
Don't trust garbage men.
7. Do you have a nativity scene? Yes. Mom gave it to me last year.
8. Hardest person to buy for? We only buy for the grand-girls.
9. Easiest person to buy for? Fred. Since we don't buy for each other.
10. Worst Christmas gift you ever received? I don't remember a bad gift. I probably got one, but don't remember it. That's a good thing about getting older.
11. Mail or email Christmas cards? Email
12. Favorite Christmas Movies: Miracle on 34th St., Little Women, It's a Wonderful Life
13. When do you start shopping for Christmas? November
14. Have you ever recycled a Christmas present? Don't think so. But then I could have and just don't remember it.
15. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas? Hmmmm...lots to choose from
16. Clear lights or colored on the tree? Clear ones, teensy weensy clear ones.
17. Five Favorite Christmas songs? Silent Night; Oh Come All Ye Faithful; Joy to the World; Oh Holy Night; Birthday of a King
18. Most Annoying Christmas song? There are many ... Rudolph the Red-Neck Reindeer for one
19. Travel at Christmas or stay home? Home, home , home.
20. Can you name all of Santa's reindeer? Lucy, Desi, Fred, Ethel, Spanky, Porky, Alfalfa, Buckwheat
21. Angel or Star on top of the tree? Angel made by my sister.
22. Open the presents Christmas Eve or morning? The grand-girls open gifts here Christmas Day. Since Fred & I don't buy for each other, we don't open anything except the refrigerator.
23. Most annoying thing about this time of year? Commercialism, traffic, shopping lines, rude people
24. Favorite Christmas Apparel? Sweats.
25. What I love most about Christmas? Time with family.

Feeling some better today. The sun this morning was like light at the end of a tunnel. How we need sunshine! I finished wrapping the grand-girls gifts and Fred helped me carry them up to the living room. Christmas will be worth all this effort when we watch these little ones open their gifts and carry on with excitement at what's under the wrapping paper. This year I will ask the girls if they would like to read the Christmas story and sing carols before opening gifts. I type it out and they take turns reading. Perri & Erica are old enough to take part this year. Their reading skills amaze me.

I also want to talk with them about doing something a little different next Christmas. There are children in this world who have so little and our girls are old enough to understand the principle of sharing what we have with those in need. I hope they'll agree to our supplying a need for a child or children next year. World Visions offers excellent opportunities this time of year and I want the girls to know about them. We'll still buy for our girls of course, that's part of the joy of Christmas, but they need to learn about little girls who have so little and they need to learn the joy of giving to help them.

Christmas has become a money-making season and I am so tired of all the commercialism. WE are the ones to change that, but are we willing to? Sadly many feel they can't. We want to live up to the expectations we think others have of us, rather than look into God's face and see what He says about it all.

I truly believe He means for us to live joyfully simple, peaceful lives. That definition will be different for each one of us and we need to honor and respect the choices others make as they celebrate this special season. For me and Fred, we'll spend Christmas day, Lord willing, having dinner at home with our sons and their families. The girls will play games and read the Christmas story and sing a couple of carols; gifts will be opened and the girls will run to their Moms & Dads saying "Look what Gramma & Papa got me!" Pictures will be taken and desserts eaten as if there's no tomorrow, and as the day winds down we'll be thankful for one more Christmas in this house with our children and their children. May our grand-girls remember having a God-honoring experience in their Christmases at Gramma & Papa Moore's home.

Some days ...

Snow days aren't what they used to be. I slept later than usual this morning and that served to set the theme for the day. Slow going and behind in everything is how I've felt. And tired. For me to lie down mid-day and sleep is unusual but that's what I've done three days in a row. It's as though someone has pulled a plug and I'm done for a few hours. Is this part of getting older??? Or is it part of my health issues? Or both?

Some days I easily forget that I am 60 years old and have health issues that can affect me differently on different days. Today and yesterday and the day before have all been those kind of days. It's easy to become depressed this time of year too.

Some days I think that if weren't for the grand-girls I'd skip right through Christmas. Not sure why that is, but that's how I feel. I want to be joyful and energetic and upbeat and for the most part I think I am. But days like this serve to remind me life here isn't always as I'd like it to be. I need to learn to take the down with the up and rest in the fact God knows and loves me anyway.

A concern I've had for as long as I can remember is that I'm not living up to what is expected of me and that I'm displeasing not only God but those closest to me. That I'm not a good enough wife, or Mom, or Grandma, or daughter, or sister, or aunt. And truth be told, I'm not. I'm simply not who I'd like to be all the time. I've disappointed people and I'm sorry for that. Seems I've spent a lot of time feeling sorry for things in my life. I know much of it stems back to childhood. Home life wasn't an easy one and growing up wasn't as it should or could have been. But you deal with what you're given the best you can and make the most of it as best you can. Learn to leave the past back there and get on with today.

Some days that's easier said than done.

Neighbors

Reading Pat's blog reminded me of our neighbors and how blessed we are to have them, well most of them anyway. Our son Shawn told his Dad last night not to be moving snow, that he'd come down & take care of it at some point today. Well, before he got here this morning, Fred looked outside to see a neighbor from across the street, Greg, using his snow blower to clear our driveway. My Fred has been the neighborhood snow remover for years, but due to his health issues, that's on hold for awhile.

Shawn lives just four homes down the street from us, and came down shortly afterward Fred saw Greg outside. Together Shawn and Greg cleared not only our sidewalk and driveway, but also Mr. Larry's, the 80 yr. old man who lives next door to Greg. And then they did Greg's and then Shawn's. Shawn told me later his Dad was in the garage as they worked being Supervisor, and I explained it was in his blood, he couldn't help it.

We've lived here almost 21 years and my Fred knows every neighbor on the entire block. When he walks, he also talks, to anyone who'll listen. He's amazed me again and again with his knowledge of people who live here. And it's not just our street, it's around the block and then the next block and the one after that. I'd like to say that all our neighbors are really nice folk, but to be honest, some I could live without. Not many, thankfully, but a couple could move on and not bother me a bit.

The thing is, they do live here and we live here too, and for a reason. Fred and I are to let our lights shine. We're to witness to the goodness of God whenever possible and do unto others as we'd have them do unto us. We're to love our neighbors as we love ourselves ... look out for their best interest as much as we do our own. I've not lived up to this as I ought, but I'm trying. And it's so good to walk or drive down our street and have someone wave or say hello, knowing we share a common bond as neighbors.

Merry Christmas decorations...

Welcome to our home ... here are some photos of how I've decorated this year

Santas on one side of the fireplace mantel....
Snowmen on the other


Pictures of Grand-girls in the center...

This is the window behind our dining area table...

our kitchen & dining room are combined

Rather than a tree in the living room this year, I put out the manger collection

my Mom gave me last year

Happy Friday dear ones. May this find you all safe, warm and well. As you know, I've not posted in a while, just haven't had much to say. I'd attempt to write and the words just sounded ... well, they didn't sound like anything I'd want to publish so I didn't. I'm learning that when you don't have anything to say, don't.

We are well, thank the good Lord. Fred is doing better physically but having a challenge with the gray days. He doesn't do well in winter. Now if we could take off for Florida for a few months, as friends of ours do, that might help. However, when you have responsibilities and people to help take care of, that limits one's ability to pack up and leave. And to be honest, I don't think I'd want to be away from our church family for too long a time either. We need one another and fellow-shipping long distance is a challenge. There's just something special about walking into your church home, being greeted by people who know you and love you, that makes our walk here so much easier. I gain strength each time I walk into church. Each hug and smile means so much to me.

We have one dear saint, 85 years old and always smiling. She has told me numerous times that she actually looks for me to walk in the door, because then she'll know I'm alright and thus, she's alright too. She makes my day each and every time I see her. She gardens and walks every day she can, but is a firm believer that you rest on the Sabbath. Maybe that's why she's lived to be a healthy 85.

Our church Christmas dinner is this evening. The Southgate High School chorus will be singing for us again this year. It's an opportunity for us to welcome these kids and let them know their gifts are appreciated. A time of fellowship and of course, food. Isn't it wonderful that the Lord is pleased when we meet in His Name, to enjoy the blessings He's given? Our fellowship here will never, ever end. What an inspiring truth that is. We will grow and flourish together, under His watchful, caring eye for all eternity.

May your day be blessed and your needs be met in Him. I dearly love and appreciate each of you.

Did ya know?

Aulophobia is the fear of flutes.

The average cup of coffee contains more than 1,000 different chemical components.

Each year, about 46 million Cokes, five million pounds of French fries and seven million hamburgers are consumed at Walt Disney World.

The human eye consists of more than two million working parts

Earth travels through space at 66,700 miles per hour

In Hinduism, there are 330 million gods.

Scientists say the higher your I.Q. is the more you dream.

You use 200 muscles to take one step

Experts say 77% of Americans go to the grocery store with a list. It's estimated that half of everything bought there is bought on impulse.

The book of Esther in the Bible is the only book that doesn't mention the name of God.

Before 1863, postal service in the U.S. was free.

It takes 72 different muscles to produce human speech.

The Old Testament has 23,214 verses. The middle verse of the Old Testament is 2 Chronicles 20:17.

Mattresses have an average life span of 8 to 10 years.

"Somniphobia" is the fear of sleep.

A "quinquagenarian" is someone in their fifties.

Just one mourner walked with Mozart's coffin before it was buried in a pauper's grave.

Jesus wasn't born on December 25, and estimates of the year of Christ's birth range from about 14 years B.C. to as late as 23 A.D.

More than three billion Christmas cards are sent each year in the United States.

Fifty-six percent of Americans say they sing Christmas carols to their pets

The first electric Christmas tree lights were telephone switchboard lights

Dear God....

Kids letters to God....

Did you really mean Do Unto Others As They Do Unto You, because if you did then I'm going to fix my brother. Darla


Dear God, Is it true my father won't get in heaven if he uses his bowling words in the house? Anita


Dear God, I know all about where babies come from. I think. From inside mommies and daddies put them there. Where are they before that? Do you have them in heaven? How do they get down here? Do you have to take care of them all first. Please answer all my questions. I always think of you. Yours truly Susan

Dear God, Thank you for the baby brother but what I prayed for was a puppy. Joyce


Dear God,Maybe Cain and Abel would not kill each other so much if they had their own rooms. It works with my brother.Larry


Dear God, I didn't think orange went with purple until I saw the sunset you made on Tues.
That was Cool. Eugene


Dear God, I am doing the best I can. Frank

I talked with Claudie's Mom and sister this morning. Her Mom is heart-broken and her sisters, right now, are feeling rather lost. Claudie was the oldest of eight and in a way, a second Mom to each of her siblings. I know the feeling as I'm the oldest of seven living children. We have a sister who died many years ago. Had Janice lived I too could claim the title of "eldest of eight".

In speaking to Claudie's Mom Bernice, I realized again the importance of telling people about the love of Jesus for His children and the wrath of God toward those who reject His Son. That's the world's greatest sin you know. Rejecting and denying the Gift and Giver of life is the greatest sin we commit. Bernice has attended church for years and is certain she's going to see Claudie again. I sincerely hope so.

Claudie's viewing and funeral service will all be done tomorrow. Her Mom said Claudie left detailed, written instructions about what she wanted done and they are following her wishes. The older I get the more I see the need to have that done before a loved one dies and leaves all those decisions to a grieving family.

More important than planning one's funeral however, is living the life God gave us and making sure where we'll spend eternity. We tend to place so much emphasis on here, now and later, never giving much thought to the here-after and the fact we're going to spend it in a place we've never been before. For those who are the blood-bought children of God, we're going Home to see our Savior, the Lamb of God and the Lion of Judah. We'll see loved ones who've been there awhile and have waited for us, cheering us on when we don't hear a thing they're saying. We'll see the Apostles we read about in the Bible. We'll meet King David and Solomon and Moses and Joseph and Caleb and Esther and so many, many others.

But for those who have rejected the Son of God, their future is as dark as a country night and filled with endless pain and suffering. We need to hear about hell. We need to be reminded that it's a real place that will be filled with real people. People we know will be there. We need to intercede for the sinners in our own family; plead with them if need be, to consider the fact this is not all there is and that God is a Holy God who will not tolerate sin.

We need to be the armor bearers for one another ... be on guard and looking out for each other's best interests. We need to remind each other that we can 'do all things through Christ who strengthens us'. We need to pray for the persecuted church in China, N. Korea, India, Iran & Iraq; Pakistan and places I can't pronounce.

We need to need Jesus more than we do right now. Please God, give us a desire for more of You and Your Son. Give us wisdom and discernment. Help us redeem the time for the days are evil. Let us not squander the gifts and the time and the resources You've given Your children. Let us invest what You've given us on those in need, for Your Name's sake and for Your glory. Let us honor You with our words, our thoughts and our actions. Let all we do be done for Your sake. Let us love You above all else, let us love You as You deserve.

At 9:53 this morning I picked up the phone and began dialing Claudie's phone number. I sensed a prompting to put the phone down and call her later, around 11:00 to be exact. I've learned that these gentle promptings belong to the precious Spirit of God who lives within His children and that I need to quickly obey and not push forward with my plans.

I busied myself with paperwork and at 10:58 I again picked up the phone and dialed her number. A young lady answered and I told her who I was and asked if Claudie felt up to talking. Her response was "This is Tina, Claudie's daughter, and my Mom died this morning." All I could utter was 'I'm so sorry, so very sorry'. Soon another voice, a very familiar one, came to the phone. Claudie's Mom, crying and telling me Claudie had died at 10:00 a.m. this morning. Her entire family was with her and I was told she died peacefully. A sister then took the phone, explained that the hospice nurse had arrived and they needed to talk with her. She thanked me for calling and said good-bye.

Once again I felt shocked ... her death happened so quickly. Less than a week after learning of her illness she's gone. Gone where? I don't know. I didn't get to talk with her as I thought I would ... I thought there would be more time. I did write her a letter & mailed it on Monday morning. I told her all I remembered of our younger days, how we met, spending the night at one another's homes. The hope chest she had nearly filled by the age of 17. (Do young ladies even believe in hope chests any longer?) Claudie was absolutely certain she would get married; me, at that time, not so sure any man would have me. She never doubted she'd find the love of her life and she did. Thankfully, I did too.

In the letter I also said this:

Perhaps the most important part of this letter is that I need to ask you if you’ve ever put your faith in Christ, Claudie. Have you come to the knowledge that we all need a Savior and we all need to be forgiven? I sincerely pray that’s already happened in your life. If it hasn’t, would you ask Him right now to forgive and save you? He will do it if you but ask. He died on the Cross that we might live eternally with Him. Life here is but a short time, or so it seems. Life however, goes on … the Bible tells us that for Christians, ‘to be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord’ 2 Corinthians 5:8 It is my greatest desire to see you again … if not here, then in heaven.

Where is she tonight? Where did she go when she took her last breath here? I don't know. I wish I could say with certainty she's in heaven, as Pat knows her Mom is there and Trish knows her Daddy is there and I know my Dad is there ... but I don't know and I don't like the way this feels.

What I must rely on is that God is a just and faithful, loving God. He answers prayers when we can't give them voice. He knows the beginning and the end for each of us.

What I must do is stop waiting for a 'better' time to talk to someone about their soul and where they will spend eternity. Now might be the only opportunity we have to speak of those things. I've heard it said that we shouldn't bombard people with the gospel ... take time and get to know people before telling them about salvation. Get to be their friend first. That's all well and good if you know for certain you and they will be alive in a week, or two or twenty. But what if today is the one and only opportunity you have to share it and the only time they'll have to hear it?

I ask God to give me boldness to witness of His mercy and grace and the wrath that awaits those who reject His Son. I ask God to give me boldness to speak the truth in love and not be concerned about offending people. In our effort to not offend, we'll remain silent and all the while that unsaved soul is dancing on his grave, and for the unsaved, that grave leads to judgment, wrath and everlasting hell. May God, please God!, put a fire in our bones that will not be shut up by the world, the flesh or the devil. All three of these whisper "there's time, there's time...don't worry so, there's time..."

"Behold now is the accepted time, behold, now is the day of salvation." 2 Cor. 6:2

May we awake and be aware of what's going on around us. We are at war, we live in a battle zone and the enemy of our souls lurks about, seeking whom he can devour. May we be on guard for ourselves and for one another. May we warn people and encourage them to come to Christ while there's time to do that. May we better understand the God of Scripture and for our soul's sake, may we never attempt to make Him into something He is not.

Father, I know that all my life
Is portioned out for me,
And the changes that are sure to come
I do not fear to see;

I ask Thee for a present mind,
Intent on pleasing Thee.
I would not have the restless will
That hurries to and fro,

Seeking for some great thing to do
Or secret thing to know;
I would be treated as a child
And guided where I go.

Wherever in the world I am,
In whatsoever estate,
I have a fellowship with hearts
To keep and cultivate .

Anna L. Waring - 1850

Psalm 83:25

Whom have I in heaven but thee? And there is none upon earth that I desire beside thee." Psalm 83: 25

What a tremendous conclusion the Psalmist draws as he compares all the delusions of this world to the eternal virtues of committing his heart unreservedly unto God. Paul testifies to this same evaluation after his encounter with God. Why is it that we have such difficulty in discerning the shallow superficial allurements of this world and yield to them with blind attachment? We must realize that the Christian still has the old nature abiding within than seeks and longs to be satisfied with the 'glitter of deceitfulness' that camouflages the lust of the flesh.

David had this problem as he expressed his inner conflict with the prosperity of the wicked in Psalm 73. He contrasted the illusion of the world, seen in the prosperity of the wicked; with the troubles he had to contend with and was almost persuaded that they had a better choice than him. He cries out, "Verily I cleansed my heart in vain, and washed my hands in innocency." But then we read, "Until I went into the sanctuary of God; then understood I their end" [Ps. 73: 13-17]. God removed the blindness from his heart that he might know of a truth the folly of man pursuing the things of time and sense. There is no comparison to the Believer who is committed to God.

God was the one object of David's choice [Ps. 27: 4]. It was the consuming passion of Paul [Phil. 3: 7-14]. So it was with all those whom God greatly used that are described in Hebrews 11. What an account of the heroes of the faith. And so it will be with us today, when we "fix our eyes on Jesus" and with determined perseverance refuse to be deceived by the superficial attractions of this world. God is our 'ever present portion.' The material things of this world, however plenteous, may elude us in the time of our greatest need: but God has promised never to leave us or forsake us. He is ever present to be our help, strength and able to "do exceeding abundantly above all we can ask or think" [Eph. 3: 20]. In whatever circumstance we find ourselves, He is there to be our refuge and our strong tower in all things!

God is our 'all-sufficient portion.' We have all witnessed those who are engrossed with this world's wealth, but in the jaws of death he cries out in utter despair. All of his earthly resources are of no avail. What a contrast is the comfort of the Believer. If blessed with earthly wealth, it will find its proper place secondary to all God is to him. God will enhance his enjoyment of wealth and use it for His glory. In the absence of these earthly comforts, with God, he feels no want. God is his sufficiency in all things and his exceeding great joy.

God is his 'eternal portion.' Man seeks possession of earthy things as if he is going to enjoy them forever. But they are as the mist; they appear and are gone before he even realizes they were his. We often hear the remark; "You can't take it with you." How true! Death will reduce us to the same level with the poorest of mankind. If God is our portion, we will possess Him forever. Now we taste of the streams of God; then we will drink at the Fountainhead.

God will not judge us according to our profession, but our possession of Him. Does the intensity of our devotions testify to our desires after God? He will never be our eternal portion unless we deliberately choose Him in preference to all others. In proportion that we delight in God, God will delight in us. Oh that HE might cast the mantle of His Love upon us, that we may both follow Him and serve Him forever! May we cry out with the Psalmist . "There is none I desire beside Thee."

© 2007 by Ed Powell. Used by permission

Surprises

My Darly Fred is doing better, thank the Lord and thank you all for praying. He stayed home today while I went on to church as I had a children's class to teach. I so enjoy teaching these little ones. We have a new little boy in class, Bobby is 5 and old enough to be in Jr. Church now. He's adorable and loves to sing. Bobby's coming to class was my first surprise of the day.

My second surprise was to get home and find that Fred had prepared lunch & had it waiting for me. Later, we began preparing dinner together and in the middle of that we heard a knock at our front door. Fred answered it, then called my name. The visitor was for me. Surprise again. Who comes to see me on Sunday?

It was a friend's younger sister and I knew from the expression on her face she wasn't bringing good news. I immediately thought something had happened to her Mom or Dad. Instead she said "You know Claudie's dying don't you?" Claudie is the friend I've known since high school and no, I didn't know she was dying. Surprise wasn't an adequate word to describe what I felt when I heard her words. Shock was more like it.

Claudie and I have had an on-again, off-again friendship since we got married, had kids and went separate ways for awhile. But it's been a lasting friendship that goes deeper than where we live and what we're doing with family. She moved to Ohio about three years and we've not been in touch since then. Until today.

Her sister told me what was wrong, cancer, and that hospice has been called in. In August Claudie was told she had about six months to live. Her sister then said, "Louise, she wants to talk to you."

After her sister left, I gathered my thoughts, asked God to give me the words, and placed a call to this lady whom I've known for over 40 years. Her husband answered, told her who it was and she got on the phone. Her voice is not the voice I've known all these years. Cancer has changed that. I asked how she was and she answered, "Oh, I'm fine, how are you?" We talked for just a few short minutes as she said she was very tired and was going to try to sleep for awhile. I asked if I could call back later and she said "yes, of course, please do that. I love you Louise, bye for now."

I will call her later and I will, if the Lord wills, go to visit her parents this week. They are heart-broken as any parent would be knowing your child is dying.

It's been a day of surprises. Some really good and pleasant ones and one that shocked me to tears. This woman is my age and has always been strong and healthy and seemingly able to do most anything she set her mind to. We met as teen-agers and our lives have criss-crossed over a span of over 40 years. She's preparing to leave this earth and I'm preparing to spend the evening with my husband, and sort of planning my week's activities as God sees fit to order them.

We are never really ready for this kind of surprise, are we?

Within three hours of last night's post, I was awakened by my husband's violent coughing. I got up to check on him and found out he was having trouble breathing and having chest pain. He does not like hospitals, so when I told him we needed to go to the E.R. he wasn't pleased. He wheezed out the words, "let's wait an hour". I quickly dressed and planted myself in the bedroom chair and when he told me to go back to bed I replied "hmmmm, NO."

When I stressed to him that the longer he labored to breathe the more likely he was to put his heart back into Atrial Fibrillation, among other things, he shortly thereafter agreed to go. We were in the emergency room by 2:30 this morning and were very thankful for nurses who so quickly assessed his problems, got a doctor in the room and began medical treatment. He was admitted to the hospital but was so improved by mid-afternoon they let him come home. He will be on medications & breathing treatments here and will see his internist next week; a lung specialist on Dec. 19. He shall, Lord willing, spend the remainder of this week and this week-end resting and recuperating.

How quickly things can change in this life. You go to sleep at 10 pm and by 2:30 am you're in an emergency room with the man who's been your other half for 40 years. He's a big man and has always been the one to take care of me. Today that role was reversed and for the first time I saw frailness and fear in him.

"This getting old isn't a good thing Louise" were his words to me in the examining room. No, in our human-ness, getting old doesn't seem a 'good' thing. But when we look at that in light of God's providence for His children, it's a very necessary thing for many of us. A gift actually. Many die so very young. I have a sister who was just 4 years old when God called her home. That, we would say, is way too young; but, who are we to judge our times and the plans God has for us?

Good night my friends and God bless each of you with a sweet night's rest.

"For I know the plans I have for you," says the Lord."they are plans for good and not disaster, to give you a future and a hope." Jeremiah 29:11

Lights out...

Our electricity was out for over two hours tonight. Nothing to do but light some candles, turn on the fireplace, cover up with a blanket and wait. As I did I found myself staring at the candle in our front room and asking the question "How many people in this world live only by candle-light? How many don't have the luxuries that we do?" More people than I know about live like that right now. How thankful we need to be for electricity and the other blessings of life in America ... natural gas and safe drinking water and food in our cupboards. Stores to shop in within walking distance for many of us. The safety of neighborhoods where people know one another and are willing to help you when it's needed.

My Fred and I also spent some time talking about child-hood memories. Grandparents in Kentucky who had coal stoves and fire-places to heat with; kerosene lamps for light ... no indoor plumbing ... they grew many of their vegetables and then canned them for winter use ... washed clothes on a washboard ... women made quilts out of whatever fabric they had and the quilts were used in the winter-time to keep warm. Families were together at the end of the day ... they ate together and then went to bed because day-light came awfully early and would come with chores to fill that day.

So much has changed since my Grandparents were my age. I wonder what they'd think if they saw the world now? Would they be impressed with all the technology, or would they be embarrassed and ashamed at what's taking place? Would they want to be a part of our world, or would they want to go back to theirs?

I don't think I'd want to go back and live as my Grandparents did. Not exactly anyway. But I sure wish things were simpler. I wish morality was something people strived for and not a word few people seem to know the meaning of. I wish you could trust the person in the car ahead of you in traffic. I wish our children could play outside without wondering who might be watching them in a harmful manner. I wish all unborn babies were wanted, and were given the chance for life God that meant them to have. I wish people would see the beauty of this world and have a desire to praise God for giving it to us to care for. I wish people would read the Bible and know that it means just what is says. I wish all people told the truth all the time.

My wish list could go on and on and on, but wishes don't change a thing. I can pray and seek God's will in my life and lift those I love to Him, but wishing doesn't do a thing but make me sad that things aren't what they could be. Yet.

One day, the God we serve and the God so many deny even exists, is going to turn this world upside down and inside out and set it ablaze with a fire that will do away with all the sadness and badness it currently holds. One day, we will live on a new earth and have a new heaven and there I'll no longer have to wish for things to be other than they are because all those wishes will have come true.

Even so, come quickly Lord Jesus. Rev. 22:20

Leaving ....

This short sermon speaks eloquently of the symbolism of the Christian's home-going. Not long ago, it was read at the funeral of a friend's brother and then her husband who died within months of each other. May it bring comfort to those who read it today.

“I’m standing on the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She’s an object of beauty and strength and I stand and watch her until, at length, she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and the sky come down to mingle with each other.

And then I hear someone at my side saying, “There, she’s gone.”

“Gone where? Gone from my sight, that is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side. And just as able to bear her load of living freight to the place of destination. Her diminished size is in me, not in her."

“And just at the moment when someone at my side says, “There, she is gone” there are other eyes watching her coming, and there are other voices ready to take up glad shout,

“Here she comes!”

Written by 19th century clergyman Henry Van Dyke

How lovely on the mountains are the feet of Him

Who brings good news, good news
Announcing peace proclaiming news of happiness
Our God reigns, our God reigns


Our God reigns, our God reigns!
Our God reigns, our God reigns!


He had no stately form, He had no majesty
That we should be drawn to Him
He was despised and we took no account of Him
Yet now He reigns with the Most High

Our God reigns, our God reigns!
Our God reigns, our reigns!

Just so you know....

I did not join the maddening crowds of shoppers at 4:00 this morning. At that time of the morning I was sound asleep and thankful to be so. I did not join the crowds at 6:00 a.m. or 8:00 a.m. either. I have kept myself in the house, doing a bit of Christmas decorating, a bit of laundry, a bit of inside window washing and a bit of resting. All in all this has been a wonderfully normal day and for that I am thankful to Almighty God. I have however, thought of Pat and her family, and prayed for them and for others who are having a difficult time.

This may sound overly simple to many of you, but it dawned on me last evening that sometimes all I can do to help people is pray for them. I so want things to be better for those I love but I cannot make that happen; only God has that power. The thought then came to me: Am I expecting Him to use that power when He answers my prayers? Am I expecting Him to answer as He sees fit and according to His will in the matter? Am I willing to patiently wait for Him ... to trust Him explicitly to move in the hearts and lives of people? I want to! And beginning today, Lord willing, I will do just that. Tell Him what's bothering me; tell Him what He already knows about the folks I love and, as Sara said recently in a post, ask Him to "fix them". Only He can do what needs doing in the lives of people. Only He knows what holds them in bondage and only He is the bondage breaker. I am to ask, seek and knock and look to Him to give answer, let us find Him, and open doors.

Happy, Blessed Thanksgiving to All

Thinking of Pat

As I begin my daily routine for a Wednesday, my thoughts are with Pat and her family as her Mom is to be taken home from the hospital today. It is sheer God-goodness and grace that He allows us to be in one place and yet possess the ability to pray for others when they are miles away. Thankfully, God isn't limited to anything and I know He is with those who are hurting. We serve an awesome Saviour and He is good, all the time. Even in our pain and distress He brings peace and calm. His precious Holy Spirit lives within His children and He is our Comforter.

Father, I come to You and I lift to You my sisters and brothers in Christ ... Pat & Hal; Sara & Dean & their sons; Amy & Rob; Trish & Tom & their girls, and others I've not met ... Lord, You know just what they're thinking and feeling this day. Let them know that You are with them ... that You knew of this day years before any of them were born and You will graciously walk with them through whatever the days may hold. You are an awesomely good and gracious God and nothing is too hard for You. Be their Peace. Their Comfort. Their Calm. Draw them close into You and allow them to weep there. Give them assurance that this is but a Home-going for one who has been loved and who loved deeply those You gave to her. Allow them to rejoice that they will live with her for Eternity!

For those of us who know and love these people, let us, as we go about about our day, think of them often and lift their names to You in precious prayer. Thank You that they are as close as our thoughts and You span the miles between us. Thank You that we can come to You and ask all these things in the mighty, precious Name of Jesus. Amen.

Thank You!

I thank You O Lord, for the gift of life and re-birth.
I thank You that from the depths of sin You reached down and pulled me to safety in You.
I thank You that nothing surpasses Your mighty wisdom and knowledge.
I thank You that at any place and at any time, Your people have the awesome privilege of coming to You.
I thank You that You are mighty to save, no one is beyond Your grasp.
I thank You for mercy that is new every morning.
I thank You that we are given the opportunity to lift our voices and give you praise.
I thank You that You hear us even when words are not spoken.
I thank You that You order the steps of Your children and You direct our paths.
I thank You that You've given us brothers and sisters to walk with while on this earth.
I thank You for the unblemished, Holy Word of God that is sharper than any two-edged sword.
I thank You that You will not leave us to ourselves.
I thank You for creating all things for Your glory.
I thank You that You allow mere human beings to partake of Your glory.
I thank You for the ability to speak and to write and to understand.
I thank You that Your thoughts are higher than man's.
I thank You that You sent Your Son to take the wrath of sin upon Himself and in so doing, allowed me the freedom to live in Your presence.
I thank You for a grateful heart ... You put it within me, it was none of my doing.
I thank You that You are everywhere present, none can hide from You.
I thank You that You are the same, yesterday, today and forever.
I thank You for what awaits me in heaven and on the new earth.
I thank You for the many provisions and blessings You've given me here!
I thank You that You trust me to invest what You've me into the lives of others.
I thank You for trusting me to be a steward of my time, talents and all possessions.
I thank You that every good gift comes from You.
I thank You for grace. What a blessed word ... Grace. Thank You!
I thank You for wisdom and discernment, it is mine for the asking.
I thank You for the fruits of the Spirit ... may they flourish in my life to honor the Giver.
I thank You for the gifts of Your Spirit ... may they be used to edify others and to glorify You.
I thank You for redeeming my life and making it useful to Your kingdom.
I thank You for peace that passes understanding.
I thank You for joy that no one can take from me.
I thank You for contentment that is only found in Christ Jesus.
I thank You for allowing me to come to You this morning ... just to thank You.

Today Fred & I celebrate our 40th wedding anniversary. And 'they' said it wouldn't last!

It Is Well With My Soul

When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.


It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.


Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blessed assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.


It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.


My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!


It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.


And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.


It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul

Outside...

As I sit in the relative safety of my home this evening I realize that there is a world of pain and discomfort just outside my door.

Just outside a friend has brought her Mother to her home to care for her in what might be her final days on this earth. Comfort her Lord and provide all she needs as she cares for the woman who, through Your providence, gave her life.

Just outside, somewhere, my nephew wanders in the world of drugs. He's been there such a long, long time and I find myself wondering...how much time does he have left? His Dad is heart-broken and only God can heal. Father, touch my brother with hands of peace and comfort. Draw my nephew into new life. Give him the ability to come to faith in Christ. Deliver him from the evils that hold him.

Just outside, a friend's grandson has had surgery to hopefully correct serious problems with his legs. May it be so Lord, let him be healed and made whole for Your glory and his good.

Just outside, my Mom cares for her brother. It's been a long summer and things have not gone as she expected. He's a different man than we assumed him to be. Oh, not a bad person, just not the one we had pictured in our minds. How often that proves true in life. Father, give my Mom patience and strength to care for her brother. Give him the resolve to do what he can do for himself and the willingness to want to change.

Just outside I have family members who haven't spoken to one another in over 7 years. What a waste of God-given time and family life. Seven years that can't be relived. Time that has been spent in anger and pain and confusion without resolve. Fix them Lord. That's all I know to say ... fix them while there's time.

Just outside there are hungry babies. There are teenagers wandering aimlessly around as if there will be no tomorrow. There are homeless people sleeping somewhere in my town ... and in yours. They will walk the streets again tomorrow and return to their hidden places to sleep again tomorrow night.

Just outside there are Christians being tortured and persecuted for their faith in Jesus. They are cold and hungry and need fresh water. Who will give it?

Just outside there's a woman on a doctor's table, waiting for him to take the life of her unborn child. Have mercy O God!

Just outside there is a life-style of sin and immorality whose activities shouldn't be tolerated but we've given it a name and accepted it as an Alternative Life-Style.

With all this and so much more going on, I also realize that there is One who knows all of this and more. I wonder how He tolerates it all and am reminded that He sees us through the blood of His Son. His mercy is greater than I can comprehend and His grace is extended to people I wouldn't want to associate with.

He reminds me that I am to be a friend to the hurting; a shoulder for my brother to lean on; a prayer-partner for my friends; a hands-on helper to my Mom; an intercessor for the babies and the abortionists and the homosexual. I am to pray and send money to help the persecuted church. I am to continue to pray and encourage my family members as often as I can. I am not to get so comfortable inside my home that I lose sight of all that's going on ... just outside.

Galatians 6:9

"And let us not be weary in well-doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not."

Dear Pat, you are loved and you are in our thoughts and our prayers.

Father in heaven, I come to You this evening, asking You to give Pat all she needs in caring for her Mom. Give them both rest and strength. Give them times of remembrance and laughter and joy. Make the work easier, mentally and physically. Lift the burdens and allow Pat to cast them all upon You because You care for her and her Mom. Give them sleep and time to refresh to face a new day. Thank You that her Mom wasn't seriously hurt when she fell, ease the soreness and enable her to get around safely from this point forward. Be with Pat dear God, in a special, special way, be with her. Remind us to pray for her, to lift her to You and allow us to help in whatever way we can.

In Your Name I pray. Amen.

I love trees...

On the street where

we live .... took these

photos about 2:00 this afternoon while taking a walk.

This tree is in front of our home. I hope you're all enjoying this beautiful weather.

Blessings.

For Thara...

I have decided that today is officially "Thara Day!" A blogging/family/friend who is wise beyond her years whether she realizes it or not. A lady who is not a'skeered to speak her mind or travel to Greektown in the Big D area of our state.


Yes, indeedy, this day is proclaimed "Thara Day!"

Dear Sara, I want you to know how much your posts have meant to me. Words don't adequately express the joy and wisdom I've received from reading what you write. You are gifted in ways I don't think you even comprehend. Maybe you do and you're just too humble to admit it. If so, that too is a gift. I have wept and smiled and chuckled and laughed at loud when I've read your posts. I have stopped to pray for you or pray for others as I've read what you've written. I admire you for your forthrightness and boldness. I praise God that He created you and put you on this earth at the same time I'd be here.

You, Ms. Thara, are one of God's gifts to me and to others and to this Earth! May you come to know how wonderful you are in my eyes and in the eyes of our Father.

Dear God in heaven, bless my friend today with Your presence. Meet each need and fill her to over-flowing with Your precious Spirit. Give her wisdom and discernment in each aspect of her day. Guide her steps and direct her path. Let her see herself as You see her: Cherished Child of God; Unblemished; Untarnished; Sanctified; Righteous in Christ Jesus; Wholly Yours; Elected and Predestined to belong to Your family. Fulfill Your purpose in her life. Give her joy unspeakable and allow her to rest under the shadow of Your wings. Amen.

I love you Thara.

A Day to Remember

My Fred was drafted in 1967. On Dec. 7, 1967, he left for Fort Knox, Ky. As he said in church this morning, between the ages of 18 - 25 during the 1960's all young men had a pretty good chance of serving in the military. Letters came to the home saying "Greetings ... Uncle Sam wants you!" And usually, you had to go.


Fred & I had been married just 14 days when his draft notice came, and 7 days after that he left for Ft. Knox. I remember literally screaming "NO!" and running from the room when he read what it said. This notice was too much of a reminder of someone I had known before I met Fred. A young man who was drafted and went to Vietnam, only to be killed three weeks later. He told us that if he had to go he would die there and young as I was, I simply thought he was being overly dramatic. Looking back after all these years I see he somehow knew he would meet death in that country.

I somehow thought that if that young man died, what would save my husband? I didn't know about the grace of God as neither of us were Christians. However, that did not stop God from protecting my Fred and seeing to it he came home. His plans were far greater than any I knew about when I was just 20 years old.

My Fred came home but he had changed. Being shot at and killing people does that to a person. For a time I seriously wondered if our marriage had been a mistake. We had only known one another for 7 months when we got married and many said it wouldn't last. How could it? they said, they're just kids who don't know each other. "I'll give it a year" one person said.

Well, next Sunday we'll celebrate our 40th wedding anniversary. We showed those nay-sayers, didn't we? We've gone through some trials and struggles, but then again, what married couple hasn't? If you're married and you're breathing there will be hard times.

As my Fred spoke in church this morning about Veteran's Day and the sacrifices men and women have made for years, I thought of my Dad ... he served during WWII in the South Pacific and was in Hiroshima after the bombing. Dad died in 2000 and was laid to rest with a military funeral service. I miss him!

I also thought of my Uncle, the man my Mom is caring for right now. He was in the Korean conflict and we learned just months ago in going through his discharge papers that he received three Bronze stars ... he had never told us about them. We never said anything to him either. If he wants us to know, he'll tell us.

Then I remembered Fred's leaving the states after finishing basic training. He had orders for Vietnam and at the last minute they changed them ... he was going to Korea instead! I rejoiced, not realizing the dangers that were in that part of the world too. Dangers that exist to this day. Did you know we still have military personnel in Korea? If not for our men there now, North Korea would try (and likely succeed) in over-taking South Korea. And we do not want this to happen. The leader of North Korea, Kim Jong II is an evil, evil man.

We have men and women all over the globe serving to protect the peoples of this world. They deserve more respect than they're usually given and we need to honor our Veterans. Fred said this morning that "if you see a young man or young woman in uniform, go up and introduce yourself and then thank them for their service to our country." Few too many simply walk on by, not realizing that that person in uniform is serving you and me in ways we cannot or won't serve ourselves. They are risking life and limb for our safety.

This has indeed been a day to remember ...

Bless you all!

Veteran's Day

We remember....

The men and women who have served in our country's military:

The Military Oath:

I do solemnly swear that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the United States of America; that I will serve them honestly and faithfully against all their enemies whomsoever; and that I will obey the orders of the President of the United States and the orders of the officers appointed over me, according to regulations and the Uniform Code of Military Justice.

"Someone has said, To be born free is a privilege, to die free is an awesome responsibility. Yet freedom is never free. It is always purchased at a great cost."

"Courage is almost a contradiction in terms. It means a strong desire to live taking the form of readiness to die." ~G.K. Chesterton

"God, who gave us life, gave us liberty. Can the liberties of a nation be secure when we have removed a conviction that these liberties are the gift of God? Indeed, I tremble for my country when I reflect that God is just, and that His justice cannot sleep forever."

---Thomas Jefferson

Thank you!

A big, heart-felt Thank You to all who prayed. I feel so much better today. I slept really, really well and woke refreshed and ready to take on the day. There is still some blood when I cough, but not the amount nor the frequency as yesterday.
My hematologist called this morning with blood-work results; all is well and he said that should I need him over the week-end to call his pager number. I've never met a doctor like this man ... he's a Christian which makes our patient-doctor relationship very special.

It is such a blessing to know I have friends whom I can call upon and know they'll pray. It is more of a blessing to know we serve a living God who knows before we even ask what we need and provides answers that will be for our good and His glory.

Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;

Praise Him, all creatures here below;

Praise Him above, ye heav'nly host;

Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost!

Praise God the Father who's the source;

Praise God the Son who is the course;

Praise God the Spirit who's the flow;

Praise God, our portion here below!