Thinking about you Itchy and that you had to say goodbye to your sister. Yes, you will miss her but you are also happy that she is out of pain and now is in a better place, someday you will meet with her again. Keep only the happy memories Itchy............... For your sister, may she rest in peace
The sky is bright, my Father, with the morning light. Always after night there is a new day. Always after the winter there is a springtime. Always after the seed is dropped in the soil to die, new life springs forth. Always after the tough times, there comes the recovery. Always, my Father, when a penitent, contrite heart bows in repentance before you, there comes the joy of fresh pardon. And so now, my Father, I come, expecting good things to happen, for I have stepped into the circle of your love, and I find mercy and Your peace here. Strength is coming like a warm rain driven by warm winds. Healing is coming through the living Christ. Thank You, Father, Amen.
Thank you, Lord, that You have come to give us affir- mation as persons, salvation as sinners, to turn us into the potential people of being a part of this world's solu- tion, messengers of real love. Thank You, Jesus Christ, I accept You as my Savior. I accept You for all the for- giveness that I need. I embrace your holy cross, and by the sacrifice of Your precious life, I have been made clean. What can wash away my sin? Nothing but the blood of Jesus.
Galrad could we put that label also on those fully vaccinated? I have a sister in Holland who is incapable of believing anything now that she is double, triple vaccinated. Yeah she might be a Democrat All the media is 100 % and so very nice (In Holland( Bill Gates he is such a nice man and gives so much money away I am no longer allowed to show her different..................
Mic no vaccine for me nor for Cor, all of his family not getting the vaccine either My two sisters in Holland can't wait for the booster shot and whatever comes next
6. HAVE FAITH: I see a lot of things from up here that you can't see from where you are. Have faith in Me that I know what I'm doing. Trust Me; you wouldn't want the view from My eyes. I will continue to care for you, watch over you, and meet your needs. You only have to trust Me. Although I have a much bigger task than you, it seems as if you have so much trouble just doing your simple part. How hard can trust be?
7. SHARE: You were taught to share when you were only two years old. When did you forget? That rule still applies. Share with those who are less fortunate than you. Share your joy with those who need encouragement. Share your laughter with those who haven't heard any in such a long time. Share your tears with those who have forgotten how to cry. Share your faith with those who have none.
8. BE PATIENT: I managed to fix it so in just one lifetime you could have so many diverse experiences. You grow from a child to an adult, have children, change jobs many times, learn many trades, travel to so many places, meet thousands of people, and experience so much. How can you be so impatient then when it takes Me a little longer than you expect to handle something on My to-do-list? Trust in My timing, for My timing is perfect. Just because I created the entire universe in only six days, everyone thinks I should always rush, rush, rush.
9. BE KIND: Be kind to others, for I love them just as much as I love you. They may not dress like you, or talk like you, or live the same way you do, but I still love you all. Please try to get along, for My sake. I created each of you different in some way. It would be too boring if you were all identical. Please, know I love each of your differences.
10. LOVE YOURSELF: As much as I love you, how can you not love yourself? You were created by me for one reason only -- to be loved, and to love in return. I am a God of Love. Love Me. Love your neighbors. But also love yourself. It makes My heart ache when I see you so angry with yourself when things go wrong. You are very precious to me. Don't ever forget......
Be a blessing to someone with your love. Rather than focus upon the thorns of life, smell the roses and count YOUR blessings.
A sick man turned to his doctor, as he was preparing to leave the examination room and said, "Doctor, I am afraid to die. Tell me what lies on the other side."
Very quietly, the doctor said, "I don't know."
"You don't know? You, a Christian man, do not know what is on the other side?"
The doctor was holding the handle of the door; on the other side came a sound of scratching and whining, and as he opened the door, a dog sprang into the room and leaped on him with an eager show of gladness.
Turning to the patient, the doctor said, "Did you notice my dog? He's never been in this room before. He didn't know what was inside. He knew nothing except that his master was here, and when the door opened, he sprang in without fear. I know little of what is on the other side of death, but I do know one thing... I know my Master is there and that is enough."
May today there be peace within you. May you trust God that you are exactly where you are meant to be. I believe that friends are quiet angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.
Yesterday I had to go to the Gospel Mission to bring them something they could use They were located right in the downtown core. I could not find them so went round and round. So many one-way streets and so much traffic. After doing it all again and not succeed I gave up and went to another place that was easy to find Leaving there I wanted to try it one more time to find the Mission. Oh yes of course I should pray and ask the Lord to take me there. This time I found it right away............. Yep, we always try to do things our way and when we fail, we think to pray. Thank you, Lord, for your patience and your answer to my prayer. "Oh what needless pain we bear all because we do not carry everything in prayer"
Life’s Lessons The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything. They just make the most of everything that comes along their way. Happiness comes to: ? Those who cry, ? Those who hurt, ? Those who have searched, ? And those who have tried. For only they can appreciate the importance of people who have touched their lives
Butcher forgot to tell you that it is the job of the Holy Spirit to wo you for Jesus you can try but you can not fight it in the end...........................
A voyaging ship was wrecked during a storm at sea and only two of the men on it were able to swim to a small, desert like island. The two survivors, not knowing what else to do, agree that they had no other recourse but to pray to God. However, to find out whose prayer was more powerful, they agreed to divide the territory between them and stay on opposite sides of the island.
The first thing the first man prayed for was food. The next morning, the first man saw a fruit-bearing tree on his side of the land, and he was able to eat its fruit.
The other man's parcel of land remained barren.
After a week, the first man was lonely and he decided to pray for a wife. The next day, another ship was wrecked, and the only survivor was a woman who swam to his side of the land.
On the other side of the island, there was nothing.
Soon the first man prayed for a house, clothes, more food. The next day, like magic, all of these were given to him.
However, the second man still had nothing. Finally, the first man prayed for a ship, so that his wife and he could leave the island. In the morning, he found a ship docked at his side of the island.
The first man boarded the ship with his wife and decided to leave the second man on the island. He considered the other man unworthy to receive God's blessings, since none of his prayers had been answered.
As the ship was about to leave, the first man heard a voice from Heaven booming,
"Why are you leaving your companion on the island?"
"My blessings are mine alone, since I was the one who prayed for them," the first man answered. "His prayers were all unanswered, and so he does not deserve anything."
"You are mistaken!" the voice rebuked him. "He had only one prayer, which I answered. If not for that, you would not have received any of my blessings."
"Tell me," the first man asked the voice, "what did he pray for that I should owe him anything?"
"He prayed that all your prayers be answered."
For all we know, our blessings are not the fruits of our prayers alone, but those of another praying for us.
Butcher I wonder if it is really the Holy Spirit guiding you without you being aware of Him. We are loved a lot more than we are giving credit for it...............
I remember Daddy's hands Folded silently in prayer And reaching out to hold me When I had a nightmare You could read quite a story In the callouses and lines Years of work and worry Had left their mark behind
I remember Daddy's hands How they held my Mama tight And patted my back For something done right There are things I've forgotten That I loved about the man But I'll always remember The love in Daddy's hands
Daddy's hands Were soft and kind when I was cryin' Daddy's hands Were hard as steel when I'd done wrong Daddy's hands Weren't always gentle but I'd come to understand There was always love in Daddy's hands
I remember Daddy's hands Working til they bled Sacrificed unselfishly Just to keep us all fed If I could do things over I'd live my life again And never take for granted The love in Daddy's hands
Daddy's hands Were soft and kind when I was cryin' Daddy's hands Were hard as steel when I'd done wrong Daddy's hands Weren't always gentle but I'd come to understand There was always love in Daddy's hands
Daddy's hands Were soft and kind when I was cryin' Daddy's hands Were hard as steel when I'd done wrong Daddy's hands Weren't always gentle but I'd come to understand There was always love ............ in Daddy's hands
To have compassion.............. Thought without attachment to the outcome; Yes this by itself makes one think To have compassion........ not believing there would be some kind of reward for you having cared for a sick person for a long time. ............::
"Therefore I say to you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink; nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? Which of you by worrying can add one cubit to his stature?
"So why do you worry about clothing? Consi- der the lilies of the field, how they grow: They neither toil nor spin; and yet I say to you that even Solomon in all his glory was not like one of these. Now if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is, and to- morrow is thrown into the oven, will He not much more clothe you, O you of little faith?
"Therefore do not worry, saying, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?' For after all these things the Gentiles seek. For your heavenly Father knows that you need all these things. But seek first the kingdom of God and His Right- eousness, and all these things shall be added to you. Therefore do not worry about tomor- row, for tomorrow will worry about its own things.
Dear readers as you may have noticed there are now two of us this one is a bit more orderly I use a Chromebook and at times need to do a power wash. I noticed when having to come back with a new name and having to wait a week before being allowed to comment I found also my first blog gone about "What makes Jesus unique" thus I started all over again. Then oh wonder of wonders my old blog was back and also my "old" name, only now there were two of my blogs I have decided to let this blog go because all the text here can also be found in the old blog I am unable to delete this one so will just let it go ................ Sorry if there were new readers please join us in the "old" blog...............jenny
And then the tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that they hurt. They started in my stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame, from the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shelves swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one must ever, ever know of this room. I must lock it up and hide the key. But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him.
No, please not Him. Not here. Oh, anyone but Jesus. I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards. I couldn't bear to watch His response. And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw a sorrow deeper than my own.
He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes. Why did He have to read every one? Finally He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me with pity in His eyes. But this was a pity that didn't anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands and began to cry again. He walked over and put His arm around me. He could have said so many things. But He didn't say a word He just cried with me.
Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room, He took out a file and, one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card. "No!" I shouted rushing to Him. All I could find to say was "No, no," as I pulled the card from Him. His name shouldn't be on these cards. But there it was, written in red so rich, so dark, so alive. The name of Jesus covered mine. It was written with His blood. He gently took the card back. He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the cards. I don't think I'll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side.
He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, "It is finished." I stood up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door. There were still cards to be written.
"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me."-Phil. 4:13.
"For God so loved the world that He gave His only son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life."
If you feel the same way tell as many people as you can so the love of Jesus will also touch their lives.
My "People I shared the gospel with" file just got bigger, will yours?
And then the tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that they hurt. They started in my stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame, from the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shelves swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one must ever, ever know of this room. I must lock it up and hide the key. But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him.
No, please not Him. Not here. Oh, anyone but Jesus. I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards. I couldn't bear to watch His response. And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw a sorrow deeper than my own.
He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes. Why did He have to read every one? Finally He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me with pity in His eyes. But this was a pity that didn't anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands and began to cry again. He walked over and put His arm around me. He could have said so many things. But He didn't say a word He just cried with me.
Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room, He took out a file and, one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card. "No!" I shouted rushing to Him. All I could find to say was "No, no," as I pulled the card from Him. His name shouldn't be on these cards. But there it was, written in red so rich, so dark, so alive. The name of Jesus covered mine. It was written with His blood. He gently took the card back. He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the cards. I don't think I'll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side.
He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, "It is finished." I stood up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door. There were still cards to be written.
"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me."-Phil. 4:13.
"For God so loved the world that He gave His only son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life."
If you feel the same way tell as many people as you can so the love of Jesus will also touch their lives.
My "People I shared the gospel with" file just got bigger, will yours?
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What Makes Jesus Unique? No one else made the claims that He did, He is alive...............
Bo if you said; "Lord help my unbelief" that is a prayer and you will find it will be answered.....