A Picture of Jesus (Sunday Inspiration)


2 Corinthians 3:18
But we all, with open face beholding as in a glass the glory of the Lord, are changed into the same image from glory to glory, even as by the Spirit of the Lord.”

I Have always been fascinated with pictures of Jesus. I have many memories of going with my mom to the store and seeing (use to) pictures of Jesus here and there for sale. My mother even carried an plastic card (like a credit card) picture of Jesus in her wallet. Of course, of the pictures in the stores I knew that’s probably not what Jesus looked like; I mean, who could imagine Jesus having red hair, and a feminine face? But looking in Isaiah 53 we see a different picture of Jesus.

There were no cameras in Jesus’ time. Even a painted portrait would have been too costly for poor people such as Joseph and Mary’s family to afford. So, we don’t know exactly how Jesus looked. The Scriptures abound with stories of how Jesus responded to the circumstances in His life. And, from that we can piece them together for an accurate picture of the real Jesus- His person, His character, and His mission.

Let’s look at Who Jesus was, First, Jesus was a Galilean who grew up in the city of Nazareth and was considered a Nazarene (Matthew 2:23; Matthew 26:69; John 7:41); He was a Son of Abraham and was poor all His life (2 Corinthians 8:9). He had little interest in the things that many others struggled and fought to possess. In fact, He spoke out against the snare that riches can be to one’s soul.

He kept a close relationship with (His) our Heavenly Father. He poured His life out for others; reaching to them, taking time for outcasts and the downtrodden, and healing and teaching them. He loved children and told many stories (parables). He re-established God’s original purposes and made known mysteries to many that had been hidden from the beginning of the world and clarified laws and the offering of grace and mercy through His sacrifice; showing it to any and all who would receive Him and His love.

He cleansed the Temple (Mark 11:15-17), He sharply rebuked the Jews, the proud, lawyers, Pharisees, self-righteous (Matthew 23), He shed tears at Lazarus’ grave; raising him from the dead, and wept over Jerusalem (Mt 23:37), He was tempted but never sinned. Jesus is the Greatest Person ever born on Earth. History begins and ends with Him. He was (and still is) God, and He was man. God in the form of human mankind, Who came, loved us, left and is coming back again. What a picture!


Why I moved from the City to the Off Grid Jungle (VIDEOS INSPIRATION)

If you have about 10 minutes; this video will inspire you. 🙂 (Reality Check)

Again, if you have around 10 more minutes; this is uplifting.


The Right Response (Sunday Inspiration)

Key verse today:Humble yourselves in the sight of the Lord, and he shall lift you up.” (James 4:10) (KJV)

During a revival meeting years ago, I looked over at a man who had been struggling with some serious failings in life. He obviously was experiencing strong conviction, becuase tears were rolling down his face. But when the invitation from the minister was given to come forward and repent and ask the Lord into the heart, he got up from his seat and walked out the back door.

While conviction and remorse are essential to genuine repentance, the right response to these emotions is also a big need. Quenching the Spirit of God as He speaks to us will harden our hearts towards God. The admonition to “This I say then, Walk in the Spirit, and ye shall not fulfil the lust of the flesh.” (Galatians 5:16) this includes listening to God’s Spirit, even when the God tells us things we really don’t want to hear.

In times of great crisis, the Jews pleaded with Jeremiah (prophet) to pray, “That the LORD thy God may shew us the way wherein we may walk, and the thing that we may do.” (Jeremiah 42:3) But God’s answer was not what the Jews wanted to hear, and in their response to His prophet was “…Thou speakest falsely:…” (Jeremiah 43:2).

After Jesus was condemned to death by the Jews (John 19:15), Judas “repented himself“……….”Saying, I have sinned in that I have betrayed the innocent blood….” (Matthew 27:3-4). Yet Judas’ conviction and remorse resulted in his self destruction; Judas chose poorly.

God has given each person a conscience, and when fortified with knowledge of God’s Word (KJV only), the conscience not only convicts us of wrong but guides us in dealing with any wrongs. Let’s ensure that we never ignore that small still voice, either by disregarding it or by choosing an alternative (our own ways) solution that seems better or easier to the flesh (mind, opinions). 🙂

Really Living Off the Land (LINK/TRUE STORY)

The Craftsmanship Of Living In The Wilderness

“Many of us would love the opportunity to do such a thing; although I honestly have to ask if we would do it, given the chance. Voicing such a desire when we’re sitting warm and comfortable at home is easy. But packing up and actually doing it is much harder. Yet, there are a few people who do just that; ……..”

“………..Living in the wild doesn’t require the courage to stare down a bear and arm wrestle it; it requires the courage to befriend that bear and be a good neighbor to it. If you have to fight the bear every time you see it, you will spend all your time fighting bears. But if you learn to live with the bear, befriending it, you can enjoy one another’s company, on those rare occasions when you meet…..”



Richard Louis “Dick” Proenneke (WIKI):



Keep Believe God (Inspirational)

*Posted with Love………. 🙂 Have a great Sunday.

There may be days when you get up in the morning and things aren’t the way you had hoped they would be.

That’s when you have to tell yourself that things will get better. If God brought you to it, He’ll get you through it.

There are times when people disappoint you and let you down. But we are to bless others; it’s not all about you and me. Smile!

There are those are the times when you must remind yourself to trust your own God-given judgments and opinions, to keep your life focused on believing in what God has promised us- there’s strength in that.

There will be challenges to face and changes that will come in your life, and it is up to you to accept only good changes- and they will be good, so long as you stay close to God and believe for His divine leading; it’s not in your own ways to direct your own path.

Trust Jesus to keep you headed in the right direction. It may not be easy at times, but in those times of struggle you will find a strength in spending time in prayer alone with God.

So when the days come that are filled with frustration and unexpected responsibilities, remember to have faith in God; don’t waiver- take a walk, pray and enjoy the Lord’s presence.

Those challenges and changes will try you but they will help you find the path that you was meant for you. Listen for His voice and keep believing God!


Well, Merry Christmas…

It’s been a hard year for so many, especially me and my family. I wish I could say it’s gonna be better for all of us. I’m sure it will be for some and for that, I’m happy. Wish I could share in your joy. But hey, it’s enough for me to believe that there is still joyful people in the world. I lost my brother-in-law last Christmas…Dec. 36th 2016; he was only 57. I hope everyone who reads this lives longer than that. It’s been said that “you never know when you time is”

WELL, he didn’t have to have that time…he didn’t have a good family life after he got married, poor eating, unnecessary stresses, drank a lot and took drugs I can’t pronounce;…heart was on a last straw!  ………..Trying to change someone can really push them beyond their limits- people have them ya know?

So, this blog is for him. I know he’s in a better place now….that’s a good change. He’s loved and appreciated there me thinks 🙂 So, to all the Mike’s out there, stay alive amen? Take care of the ticker eh? And make better choices!!!

The picture animation in this post, I made for my sister. She doesn’t really speak to me much. Head all up into a family and making babies :|……..love YA SIS!!! Ok…well….I’m sure she won’t see her picture on here, so I emailed it to her. Not really sure she’ll get it there either. But I hope it blesses you if you find it. Hope all have a safe, blessed Merry Christmas; for what it’s worth…my Christmas is VERY different this year….but I’m in good spirits…God loves me, and He loves you too. Not sure when I’ll get back here….If I miss you New Years, well, have a good one of those too. Much love in these uncertain times.

Hey, we’re all in this together….let make the most of it….Praise God! Let’s continue to love and help others where we can. k…? Thanks, and God bless!!!



A Great Street Sweeper


A True Story…..

I had been working much too long on this job. I guess things could have been worse. I certainly wasn’t doing hard labor. But going door to door asking questions as a representative of the federal government wasn’t the most satisfying position either. It was August. It was hot. I had to wear a tie.

‘Hello. My name is Bob Perks and we are doing a survey in this neighborhood.’

‘I’m not interested! Good bye!’

You can’t imagine how many times I heard that. I finally caught on and began with

‘Before you slam the door, I am not selling anything and I just need to ask a few questions about yourself and the community.’ The young woman inside the doorway, paused for a moment, raised her eyebrows as she shrugged her shoulders confused by my rude introduction.

‘Sure. Come on in. Don’t mind the mess. It’s tough keeping up with my kids.’

It was an older home in a section of the valley where people with meager income found affordable shelter. With the little they had, the home looked comfortable and welcoming.

‘I just need to ask a few questions about yourself and family. Although this may sound personal I won’t need to use your names. This information will be used’

She interrupted me. ‘Would you like a glass of cold water? You look like you’ve had a rough day.’

‘Why yes!’ I said eagerly. Just as she returned with the water, a man came walking in the front door. It was her husband.

‘Joe, this man is here to do a survey.’ I stood and politely introduced myself.

Joe was tall and lean. His face was rough and aged looking although I figured he was in his early twenties. His hands were like leather. The kind of hands you get from working hard, not pushing pencils. She leaned toward him and kissed him gently on the cheek. As they looked at each other you could see the love that held them together. She smiled and titled her head, laying it on his shoulder. He touched her face with his hands and softly said ‘I love you!’

They may not have had material wealth, but these two were richer than most people I know. They had a powerful love. The kind of love that keeps your head up when things are looking down.

‘Joe works for the borough.’ she said.

‘What do you do?’ I asked. She jumped right in not letting him answer.

‘Joe collects garbage. You know I’m so proud of him.’

‘Honey, I’m sure the man doesn’t want to hear this.’ said Joe.

‘No, really I do.’ I said.

‘You see Bob, Joe is the best garbage man in the borough. He can stack more garbage on the truck than anyone else. He gets so much in one truck that they don’t have to make as many runs’, she said with such passion.

‘In the long run,’ Joe continues, ‘I save the borough money. Man hours are down and the cost per truck is less.’

There was silence. I didn’t know what to say. I shook my head searching for the right words. ‘That’s incredible! Most people would gripe about a job like that. It certainly is a difficult one. But your attitude about it is amazing.’ I said. She walked over to the shelf next to the couch. As she turned she held in her hand a small-framed paper.

‘When we had our third child Joe lost his job. We were on unemployment for a time and then eventually welfare. He couldn’t find work anywhere. Then one day he was sent on an interview here in this community. They offered him the job he now holds. He came home depressed and ashamed. Telling me this was the best he could do. It actually paid less than we got on welfare.’

She paused for a moment and walked toward Joe. ‘I have always been proud of him and always will be. You see I don’t think the job makes the man. I believe the man makes the job!’

‘We needed to live in the borough in order to work here. So we rented this home.’ Joe said.

‘When we moved in, this quote was hanging on the wall just inside the front door. It has made all the difference to us, Bob. I knew that Joe was doing the right thing.’ she said as she handed me the frame.

It said: “If a man is called to be a street sweeper, he should sweep the streets even as Michelangelo painted or Beethoven composed music, or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep streets so well that all the hosts of heaven and earth will pause to say, ‘Here lived a great street sweeper who did his job well.” -Martin Luther King