Impending Judgment?

Ya know, I was thinking about how easy it is for us all to see a problem coming. Regardless of what you believe, want to argue or debate; the truth is, we can see what could be perceived as a judgment; certainly a trial or tribulation. Possibly even a death sentence for many. Will it be you?

Back in Noah’s day, people were warned, but sadly, they paid no heed to Noah, nor God. They repented not. And yes, they saw the impending judgment, the rain, the waters of the deep, flood from above! And still, even though they saw the danger, did they repent? Was it too late? Did any humans survive? Only eight…..only eight.

Today, we saw, as sadly as it was, Hurricane Harvey, and now Hurricane Irma, with the possibility of more coming. And as we have seen from the past, Hurricanes, whether manufactured by evil men’s technology, mother nature rebelling mankind- unforgiving to millions, climate change…whatever you wish or have been indoctrinated to imagine; the point is….have you even thought of repenting? Telling God you’re sorry you have flaws, failures, have literally rebelled against Him? What if you repented? What if….the storm was a little more gentler when it comes your way. Ya know, as the days continue it seems the name of Jesus becomes to many a bad word, a name to not mention. Oh we say, “God” (and there’s only One) but it to some it’s vague. Why are so many afraid to even mention Jesus’ name?

And……….yet we can say a thousand times the name of a monster, the name of impending judgment- 😦

Maybe it’s time we call out on that name again. What do you think?

The Lord is coming back and I believe it’s soon….not by and by, but soon. Live every day as if it were as soon as tomorrow.

Luke 21

22 “For these be the days of vengeance, that all things which are written may be fulfilled. 23 But woe unto them that are with child, and to them that give suck, in those days! for there shall be great distress in the land, and wrath upon this people. 24 And they shall fall by the edge of the sword, and shall be led away captive into all nations: and Jerusalem shall be trodden down of the Gentiles, until the times of the Gentiles be fulfilled.  25 And there shall be signs in the sun, and in the moon, and in the stars; and upon the earth distress of nations, with perplexity; the sea and the waves roaring; 26 Men’s hearts failing them for fear, and for looking after those things which are coming on the earth: for the powers of heaven shall be shaken. 27 And then shall they see the Son of man coming in a cloud with power and great glory. 28 And when these things begin to come to pass, then look up, and lift up your heads; for your redemption draweth nigh. ”

Luke 17

26 “And as it was in the days of Noe, so shall it be also in the days of the Son of man. 27 They did eat, they drank, they married wives, they were given in marriage, until the day that Noe entered into the ark, and the flood came, and destroyed them all. ”

Luke 21

7 And they asked him, saying, Master, but when shall these things be? and what sign will there be when these things shall come to pass? 8 And he said, Take heed that ye be not deceived: for many shall come in my name, saying, I am Christ; and the time draweth near: go ye not therefore after them. 9 But when ye shall hear of wars and commotions, be not terrified: for these things must first come to pass; but the end is not by and by. 10 Then said he unto them, Nation shall rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom: 11 And great earthquakes shall be in divers places, and famines, and pestilences; and fearful sights and great signs shall there be from heaven. 12 But before all these, they shall lay their hands on you, and persecute you, delivering you up to the synagogues, and into prisons, being brought before kings and rulers for my name’s sake. ”

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Ten Steps to Make Your Days Better

1. Teach others what good and useful things you know; those that can, do; those that can’t teach.

2. Count your blessings – at least five – at the end of each day; God blesses us with so many- Thank Him.

3. Take time to talk – have an hour-long conversation with a loved one each week; for get the world for a while and focus on one another.

4. Phone a friend whom you have not spoken to for a while and arrange to meet up; nothing like a good dinner around good people.

5. Do something fun, and share your hobby with another that they might be inspired.

6. Have a good laugh at least once a day; they say laughter is good for the soul.

7. Get physical – exercise for half an hour three times a week-go walking or hiking.

8. Smile at and/or say hello to a stranger at least once each day

9. Cut your TV viewing by half; listen to more radio. Nothing like hearing your favorite song.

10. Spread some kindness – do a good turn for someone every day; it will come back your way when you’re in need.

Acts 10:38 “How God anointed Jesus of Nazareth with the Holy Ghost and with power: who went about doing good, and healing all that were oppressed of the devil; for God was with him.

Shouldn’t we be doing the same as Jesus? Yes, He commands us to do it.

Mt 10:8 “Heal the sick, cleanse the lepers, raise the dead, cast out devils: freely ye have received, freely give.

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Red Marbles

Barbara Miller was bagging some early potatoes for me. I noticed a small boy, delicate of bone and feature, ragged but clean, hungrily looking at a basket of freshly picked green peas. I paid for my potatoes but was also drawn to the display of fresh green peas. I am a pushover for creamed peas and new potatoes. Pondering the peas, I couldn’t help overhearing the conversation between Mr. Miller and the ragged boy next to me.

‘Hello Barry, how are you today?’

‘H’lo, Mr. Miller. Fine, thank ya. Jus’ admirin’ them peas, they sure look good.’

‘They are good, Barry. How’s your Ma?’

‘Fine. Gittin’ stronger alla’ time.’

‘Good, anything I can help you with?’

‘No, Sir. Jus’ admirin’ them peas.’

‘Would you like to take some home?’

‘No, Sir. Got nuthin’ to pay for ’em with.’

‘Well, what have you to trade me for some of those peas?’

‘All I got’s my prize marble here.’

‘Is that right? Let me see it.’

‘Here ’tis. She’s a dandy.’

‘I can see that. Hmmmmm, only thing is this one is blue and I sort of go for red. Do you have a red one like this at home?’

‘Not zackley, but almost.’

‘Tell you what. Take this sack of peas home with you and next trip this way let me look at that red marble.’

‘Sure will. Thanks Mr. Miller.’

Mrs. Miller, who had been standing nearby, came over to help me.

With a smile she said, ‘There are two other boys like him in our community, all three are in very poor circumstances. Jim just loves to bargain with them for peas, apples, tomatoes, or whatever. When they come back with their red marbles, and they always do, he decides he doesn’t like red after all and he sends them home with a bag of produce for a green marble or an orange one, perhaps.’

I left the stand smiling to myself, impressed with this man. A short time later I moved to Colorado but I never forgot the story of this man, the boys, and their bartering.

Several years went by, each more rapid that the previous one and I had occasion to visit some old friends and while I was there learned that Mr. Miller had died. They were having his viewing that evening and knowing my friends wanted to go, I agreed to accompany them. Upon arrival at the mortuary we fell into line to meet the relatives of the deceased and to offer whatever words of comfort we could.

Ahead of us in line were three young men. One was in an army uniform and the other two wore nice haircuts, dark suits and white shirts … all very professional looking.

They approached Mrs. Miller, standing composed and smiling by her husband’s casket. Each of the young men hugged her, kissed her on the cheek, spoke briefly with her and moved on to the casket.

Her misty light blue eyes followed them as, one by one, each young man stopped briefly and placed his own warm hand over the cold pale hand in the casket. Each left the mortuary awkwardly, wiping his eyes.

Our turn came to meet Mrs. Miller. I told her who I was and mentioned the story she had told me about the marbles. With her eyes glistening, she took my hand and led me to the casket.

‘Those three young men who just left were the boys I told you about. They just told me how they appreciated the things Jim ‘traded’ them. Now, at last, when Jim could not change his mind about color or size, they came to pay their debt.’

‘We’ve never had a great deal of the wealth,’ she confided, ‘but right now, Jim would consider himself the richest man in Idaho.’

With loving gentleness she lifted the lifeless fingers of her deceased husband. Resting underneath were three exquisitely shined red marbles.

Mt 5:42 “Give to him that asketh thee, and from him that would borrow of thee turn not thou away.”

Gal 6:10 “As we have therefore opportunity, let us do good unto all men, especially unto them who are of the household of faith.”

1 Tim 6:18 “That they do good, that they be rich in good works, ready to distribute, willing to communicate; …

Heb 13:16 “But to do good and to communicate forget not: for with such sacrifices God is well pleased. “

Finding Your Wings

*A simple story…with a good lesson.

When my son, Justin, was four, he found a caterpillar and put it in a jar. Each day he fed it fresh grass and leaves. In a few weeks the caterpillar was fat and ready to sleep. One morning we discovered the caterpillar wrapped in a cocoon. It hung from the top of the jar, an example of one of nature’s wonders.

Justin was excited. To him it was like Christmas. He knew a moth or butterfly was about to be born, but he didn’t know what kind. He was curious to know what gift nature was about to give him.

‘Dad!’ as he ran to me one day. ‘Something’s happening. Come see!’

He led me to his room. The cocoon had become translucent. We could clearly see the wings of the unborn. A few days later, a beautiful black moth broke free from its silky cage and began to lay eggs on the blades of grass, completing the life cycle of the little caterpillar.

The next day, I convinced my young son it was time to set the moth free. He took it outside, opened the jar, and the little moth flew out. It circled the yard twice, came back, and landed on Justin’s arm. He picked it up, tossed it in the air, and the moth repeated its flight pattern. He tried over and over to set it free, but each time it would return to his arm.

Justin gave up. He returned his little pet to the jar. The next day he attempted to set it free again, and after a few return flights to his arm, the moth finally flew off into the tall grass.

Like a person, I believe the moth was afraid to leave what it was comfortable with. It wanted to stay with something familiar, scared to move on and experience new things.

I was once that little moth. My cocoon was my mother’s love. I was comfortable wrapped in it. Like the moth, I didn’t want to fly too far from it. My first job required me to move to a new city. I resisted. I was afraid. What would I find there? I liked where I was.

Many times in my life, I have faced a move and resisted. Humans are creatures of habit. We resist change. However, if I hadn’t moved, I would not have experienced many new and wonderful things. I also would not have met many of my friends.

The moves have been between cities, provinces, states, and even countries. Each move gave me the opportunity to learn and experience, but best of all, I met friends. I hated leaving my old friends behind, but when I think about it, I didn’t lose them. They’re still my friends. I talk to them regularly. However, I have even more friends now.

I’m glad I found my wings.

 
2 Tim 1:7 “For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.

 

A Forever Home (True Story)

Early one morn’ when a tiny pup,
My Mama wept out of control.
With teary eyes she cried, and said,
“Today you’re being sold.”

Still whimpering, she promised,
“You’ll have a ‘great life’ little boy.
Very soon you’ll forget about us,
And be someone’s pride and joy.”

She said, “You’re off to a ‘forever home,’
‘Cause that’s what fur babies do.
That’s Mother Nature’s plan for pups,
You’ll be loved and cared for too.”

But I was only six weeks old,
Way too young to be on my own.
I needed my Mama and litter mates.
I trembled, cried, and moaned.

Those new people were never home.
If they loved me, it didn’t show.
Alone in a cage, I cried all day,
And the hours crept by so slow.

Within a few days we took a trip,
I was dumped where homeless dogs stay.
As I searched their eyes for answers,
They just turned and walked away.

I had been good, even though afraid,
And wondered, “what did I do wrong?”
A baby schnauzer needs lots of love,
And to feel they really belong.

Three whole weeks I bounced around,
As confused as a pup could be.
It wasn’t like Mama promised at all,
A “great life” wasn’t meant for me.

Every day I woke up scared,
Would I move again today?
Why couldn’t anyone love me?
They just kept throwing me away.

Finally two more people arrived,
I sensed only warmth this time.
They scooped me up and kissed me,
And said, “now your life will be divine.”

They took me to a wonderful home,
With another doggy and tons of toys.
They say I’m called a rescue dog,
But mainly I’m a much-loved boy.

At last my “great life” has begun,
And no more will my heart ache.
We snuggle close in bed at night,
And I get kisses when I wake.

My heart smiles in my “forever home,”
And love sparkles in my people’s eyes.
I’m only touched with gentle hands,
And baby Hank never, ever cries.

Credit: Kathleene S. B.

*Thanks Kathleene! 🙂

LET’S TAKE A MOMENT TO REMEMBER THE LORD JESUS DURING THIS TIME OF PASSOVER. REMEMBER WHEN THE DEATH ANGEL PASSED OVER THE PEOPLE’S HOMES IN THE OLD TESTAMENT? WHY? BECAUSE BLOOD FROM A LAMB (PER GOD’S INSTRUCTION) WAS PLACED ABOVE THE DOOR POST. AND THE DEATH ANGEL PASSED OVER THAT HOUSE WHOM HAD THE BLOOD. AND LIKE TODAY, THOSE OF US UNDER THE BLOOD OF JESUS, HE IS OUR SACRIFICE, OUR PROTECTION, OUR LIFE PRESERVED, OUR PASSOVER- REMEMBER IT’S NOT A PAGAN EASTER, BUT A RISEN LORD; OUR PASSOVER. PRAISE GOD! 🙂 🙂

Mt 26:2 “Ye know that after two days is the feast of the passover, and the Son of man is betrayed to be crucified.”

Lk 22:15 “And he said unto them, With desire I have desired to eat this passover with you before I suffer: …

1 Cor 5:7 “Purge out therefore the old leaven, that ye may be a new lump, as ye are unleavened. For even Christ our passover is sacrificed for us: …

Eph 2:16 “And that he might reconcile both unto God in one body by the cross, having slain the enmity thereby: …

Romans 5

12 “Wherefore, as by one man sin entered into the world, and death by sin; and so death passed upon all men, for that all have sinned:

13 (For until the law sin was in the world: but sin is not imputed when there is no law.

14 Nevertheless death reigned from Adam to Moses, even over them that had not sinned after the similitude of Adam’s transgression, who is the figure of him that was to come.

15 But not as the offence, so also is the free gift. For if through the offence of one many be dead, much more the grace of God, and the gift by grace, which is by one man, Jesus Christ, hath abounded unto many.

16 And not as it was by one that sinned, so is the gift: for the judgment was by one to condemnation, but the free gift is of many offences unto justification.

17 For if by one man’s offence death reigned by one; much more they which receive abundance of grace and of the gift of righteousness shall reign in life by one, Jesus Christ.)

18 Therefore as by the offence of one judgment came upon all men to condemnation; even so by the righteousness of one the free gift came upon all men unto justification of life.

19 For as by one man’s disobedience many were made sinners, so by the obedience of one shall many be made righteous.

20 Moreover the law entered, that the offence might abound. But where sin abounded, grace did much more abound:

21 That as sin hath reigned unto death, even so might grace reign through righteousness unto eternal life by Jesus Christ our Lord.”

AND “WHENEVER” YOU DRINK WINE , REMEMBER THE LORD WHEN YOU DRINK !

1 Cor 11:25 “After the same manner also he took the cup, when he had supped, saying, This cup is the new testament in my blood: this do ye, as oft as ye drink it, in remembrance of me. ”

1 Cor 11:26 “For as often as ye eat this bread, and drink this cup, ye do shew the Lord’s death till he come.”

Broke Eggs

SHARED STORY

. . . . with my sincere thanks to those late night pranksters!

On a recent Saturday evening at around midnight, my wife and I were just about to turn out the light and go to sleep when we heard the sounds of a group of people talking in the street, outside our home. Then out of the blue came two loud thuds above our bedroom window, followed by the noise of laughter and people running away down our street.

We both jumped out of bed, I turned on the external lights and rushed outside unsure of what had caused the two thuds or what damage I could expect to see. The silence of the night was broken by the distant sound of people laughing and at that moment I was of a mind to chase after them, however, running bare-footed on the road in the dark is not a very wise thing to do.

I could hear dripping noises on the driveway and the flood light above our garage helped me to identify just what had happened. Our home had been the victim of an egg bombing!

Being faced with the prospect of cleaning up this sticky mess in the early hours of the morning was not a pleasing thought, on top of which I was less than impressed that we had been singled out for this annoying prank. I decided that it was too late to clean up the mess, as it would disturb our neighbors, so it could wait to the morning.

Early next morning with a bucket of warm water and scrubbing brush in hand, and with the extension ladder placed on the front wall, I was now ready to wash off what was now two dry yellowish, egg grit impregnated, 1 meter long patches above our front bedroom windows.

My task was made even more challenging by the two large canvas awnings which protect our bedroom windows from the heat and glare of the afternoon sun. My annoyance with the late night pranksters was again building to the level of the night before.

After retracting each of the awnings, something we rarely do except when there is are very high winds, I then climbed the ladder to clean up the first patch of egg stain and then move the ladder to clean the second patch.

As I climbed the ladder for the second time, I noticed that the glass in a small window just under the roof line was very badly cracked. On closer inspection the crack ran around over half of the outer edge of the window pane. As the awning protected the window, it was clear to me that the damage had not been caused by the egg bombing. As I carefully placed my hand on the glass, I discovered that the pane of glass was very loose and had the window been closed with any force, it would have most likely shattered and the glass dropped to the drive way, some seven meters below.

Just a few meters away, we have a basketball ring and on most days of the week there are up to six young people who play in the immediate area, including both my sons. My thoughts immediately turned to what could have happened if the broken glass in the window had gone undetected for much longer and then suddenly shattered. The likelihood of my two sons and their friends being seriously injured was extremely high.

After quickly washing the remaining egg stain off the front wall and with the help of Tom, my youngest son, I got to work with some heavy duty masking tape and secured the cracked window as best I could. Within 24 hours the cracked window had been replaced and all was back to normal, except for the small bits of egg shell I kept finding on the front drive way and stuck to our garage doors.

Over the next few days, I realized that had our home not been bombarded by those eggs late on that Saturday night, I may not have discovered the broken window pane before it shattered and came down all over our drive way.

Even though it had been an annoyance at time, the broken eggs and the stains were cleaned up very quickly, however, the pain that could have been caused by the shattering of glass would never gone away and would have haunted my wife and myself, forever and a day.

The cold shudder that ran down my spine when I first discovered the cracked window and the thought about the consequences of someone being seriously injured or even killed, made me realize just how very lucky we had been.

Frequently in life, the small things that happen to us may have a negative impact and cause some form of pain, sadness, discomfort or personal aggravation. It is often said that we should not ‘sweat the small stuff’ and always look for the positive outcome or the silver lining in those dark clouds of the current circumstance, even though at the time that is not always an easy thing to do.

My personal experience with the egg bombing on that Saturday evening reminded me that in most cases there is always a flip side to everything that happens to us and that often the flip side can provide a positive outcome or an even greater benefit, if not now, then at some time in the future.

From now on whenever I see or break an egg, I will think of the egg bombing incident and say a thank you to those late night pranksters. Equally, I will always be reminded of Jean-Paul Sartre’s quote:

What is important is not what happens to us, but how we respond to what happens to us

Credit: Keith Ready

 
Rom 8:28 “And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.”

Thanks Keith

Never Forget

As you read this list take just a few moments to think about each one, before going on to the next one.

-Laughing so hard that your face hurts.
-No lines at the supermarket, bank or post office.
-Taking a drive on a pretty road.
-Hearing your favorite song on the radio.
-Lying in bed listening to the rain outside.
-Hot towels fresh out of the dryer.
-A good conversation.
-Lying on a warm, sunny beach.
-Finding a 20 dollar bill in your coat from last winter.
-Sharing a sunset with someone special.
-Running through sprinklers.
-Laughing for absolutely no reason at all.
-Good friends.
-Overhearing someone say something nice about you.
-Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep.
-Playing with a new puppy.
-Having someone brush your hair (girls only).
-Swinging on swings.
-Making and then eating chocolate chip cookies.
-Holding hands with someone you care about.
-Knowing you’ve done the right thing, no matter what other people think.

Does anyone remember the good ol’ days…even those good memories of yesterday? Can we still remember? Can we repeat these things of the past? We should; and let nothing or no one stop us! Keep the dreams alive……keep living!

Phil 4:8 “Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.

Jn 10:10 “The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly.

Rev 3:2 “Be watchful, and strengthen the things which remain, that are ready to die: for I have not found thy works perfect before God.