tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23889574085211503632024-02-18T23:57:01.382-06:00 June's NotesJune's Noteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07506017236520170974noreply@blogger.comBlogger437125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388957408521150363.post-45502689493830452152020-08-27T19:53:00.000-05:002020-08-27T19:53:18.181-05:00Romans<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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If the title leads you to believe that I am going to dissect and examine the book of Romans, then stop reading now and move on to the other things on your list. I am instead endeavoring to just catch a glimpse of what Paul is saying in these first four chapters, as this has been part of my Bible reading as of late. I will begin a new segment soon, but I'd like to at least maintain some sort of deeper understanding of what I just read.</div>
I am very good at both self-exaltation and self-abasement. Just flip the coin and one is as likely to show up as the other. However...Scripture tells me the facts of the law, and how it is to shape and mold my interpretation of right and wrong, while also informing my conscience correctly regarding the same. No one can keep the Law perfectly. No one but One. Just being a law keeper does nothing for the soul, but instead puffs up the ego with self-righteousness. It is grace from the Father that allows us to live righteously before Him with repentance that He Himself grants to us out of kindness.<br />
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What an amazing God we have that even gives us the desire to repent of our sins unto salvation! WE CAN DO NOTHING GOOD ON OUR OWN. IT IS GOD WHO GETS ALL GLORY, ALL THE TIME. <div><br /></div><div>It is so very strange for me to add to this post two years later than I started it. Today is August 27th, 2020. I started this on September 16, 2018. I quit writing for a spell for several reasons. One was that I suffered a stroke. So, who knows? Maybe I can write some thoughts again. Funny...I am still loving Romans as much as ever. God's Word never changes. My brain did.</div><div><br /></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130;"><b>Romans 2:6-11 He will render to each one according to his works: to those who by patience in well-doing seek for glory and honor and immortality, he will give eternal life; but for those who are self-seeking and do not obey the truth, but obey unrighteousness, there will be wrath and fury. There will be tribulation and distress for every human being who does evil, the Jew first and also the Greek, but glory and honor and peace for everyone who does good, the Jew first and also the Greek. For God shows no partiality. </b></span></div><div><span style="color: #4c1130;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div>Aren't you glad He isn't partial? I am. He loves me just like I am.<br />
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We are not supposed to compare ourselves with others, but instead set for ourselves a higher standard - One without flaw or imperfection. Still, I look at others in their walks of faith and I am shamed. Why can't <i>I</i> be steadfast and true? Why am <i>I</i> so slow to conform to what is right every day? Am I SO rebellious that I fight against what is good and perfect? Why is my devotion so haphazard and spotty? Grrr.<br />
You would think that if I am aware of my own inconsistencies, I could change, right? Not so. It just doesn't happen that way. I can't help but think that it is the undivided and steadfast hearts that have God's ear. That just makes sense to me. I see their prayers get answered more often than mine. I see their faithfulness rewarded time and again. And...wouldn't <i>I, as well </i>listen to someone who talked to me and worshiped me every single morning at the same time, before they did anything else? Especially if they put nothing before me? Except, we as humans tend to neglect and take for granted those devoted to us. We 'ho-hum' and grow to expect the attention. And...isn't it the squeaky wheel that gets the attention? Isn't it the unable child that needs the focus?<br />
Then again, maybe it is the needy one that recognizes his great need for a Savior and acknowledges that he can do nothing at all without first going to the One with all the answers. That just sounds right.<br />
I know I have choices and I will answer for them someday. I don't want to take that lightly, but I seem to at times do just that. Its reality to me ebbs and flows.<br />
I am working to eliminate pride. It is a tough battle. Maybe by voicing my own struggles, I can humiliate myself to its death. Possibly.<br />
Maybe I should quit writing down and confessing my wayward habits and read and pray instead. Now, there's a thought.<br />
Tell me I am not the only one. There I go comparing again.June's Noteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07506017236520170974noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388957408521150363.post-71873138435183284012018-09-01T10:36:00.001-05:002018-09-01T10:36:03.477-05:00Why Is It So Hard to Die?<span style="color: #660000;">Romans 7:22-25 For I delight in the law of God, in my inner being, but I see in my members another law waging war against the law of my mind and making me captive to the law of sin that dwells in my members. Wretched man that I am! Who will deliver me from this body of death? Thanks be to God through Jesus Christ our Lord! So then, I myself serve the law of God with my mind, but with my flesh I serve the law of sin. </span><br />
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Why is it so hard to kill self?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>No matter how hard I try, it is like the germ
that thrives 'in spite of' and for which there is no vaccine now or ever…on this
earth.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Self exists for reasons good and bad...mostly bad. It resurrects after every attempt at murder that has been thrust upon it. No matter how hard I try, it just Will. Not. Die.<br />
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God said it first.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It
is in my heart to look out for myself at all costs.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am born in sin. <o:p></o:p><br />
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<span style="color: #660000;">Romans 3:9-12 For we have already charged that all, both Jews and Greeks, are under the power of sin, as it is written: "None is righteous, no, not one; no one understands; no one seeks for God. All have turned aside; together they have become worthless; no one does good, not even one." </span><br />
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Thankfully, my gracious, merciful Maker gave me an out; a ‘get
out of jail’ card if you will - a way to be free of pride, selfishness, and
self-centeredness and this Gift cost Him <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">everything</i>.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Perfection is to be my Standard in the person of Jesus Christ.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The flaw, the sin nature I share with Adam
will forever be with me until I go to the Father.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Inside me dwells the new nature, coexisting
with the old. I battle every single day. Some days bring white flags of giving
up and other days I am able to overcome, <u>but every skirmish is designed by my
loving Father who is making me into the image of His Son.</u><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It is a painful process.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s that <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">self</i>…that
part of me who loves and looks out for my own well being, my reputation, my desire
to appear holy when I am anything but…that <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">self</i>
is my enemy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Self is often disguised; wearing
many faces, but always recognizable in the end.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
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I am ambushed by pride.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Dying to it is an endless, every day event that persists as I attend
church, hug my kids, serve others, wash dishes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Would that I could just die. And yet.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Every defense imaginable is available to me as a Christian. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am fully equipped to face the enemy within. My
sword pierces and wounds with the truth and righteousness of God’s holy word.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Where and when I fall, He picks up and fights on my behalf
if I do not grow weary, but instead persevere for His name’s sake.<o:p></o:p></div>
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So, I will fight again today. I intend to use all the
strategies I can find when encountered by the enemy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When tired, I will call for help, knowing and
believing I do not war alone, for He is forever by my side. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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I will take heart.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> I will b</span>e
encouraged.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He who is faithful will
remain so until my battle is over.<o:p></o:p><br />
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<span style="color: #660000;">1 Peter 2:9-12 But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people for his own possession, that you may proclaim the excellencies of him who called you out of darkness into his marvelous light. Once you were not a people, but now you are God's people; once you had not received mercy, but now you have received mercy. Beloved, I urge you as sojourners and exiles to abstain from the passions of the flesh, which wage war against your soul. Keep your conduct among the Gentiles honorable, so that when they speak against you as evildoers, they may see your good deeds and glorify God on the day of visitation. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #660000;">I must end this post with the next verses that follow the first verses I posted. It is what matters most. <u> It is everything.</u></span><br />
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<span style="color: #660000;"><b><u>Romans 8:1-4 There is therefore now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus. For the law of the Spirit of life has set you free in Christ Jesus from the law of sin and death. For God has done what the law, weakened by the flesh, could not do. By sending his own Son in the likeness of sinful flesh and for sin, he condemned sin in the flesh, in order that the righteous requirement of the law might be fulfilled in us, who walk not according to the flesh but according to the Spirit. </u></b></span></div>
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<br />June's Noteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07506017236520170974noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388957408521150363.post-77879372171322816902018-07-27T09:08:00.000-05:002018-07-28T12:56:19.760-05:00Ring Your Dinner Bell Often<br />
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<img height="400" src="https://media5.picsearch.com/is?SKXvffD0nleplCOkGu8AJPx753i7s1LGtZm8aNW6Hmk&height=240" width="400" />Dinner bells are sweet reminders of simple living. They bring people to the table where food and conversation are joyfully blended. It is unusual to find a family that sits together for meals today, especially as children grow older and outside activities and jobs call for eating on the run. We shut the window of opportunity too often according to our schedules and do not take advantage of the fresh air available on the other side. Dining around the table is almost a lost art, but what a treasure that small amount of time can be! Much is missed by keeping ourselves to ourselves, noses down as if looking at our bellybuttons, as we eat alone with heads bent.<br />
Breaking bread with community benefits everyone involved. It isn't popular in society to serve others. Establishing a place for yourself and developing your individuality are the trend, but this process places "me" first. What if we forgot about self for a little while and focused on the people right around us - up close and personal? How long has it been since a neighbor darkened your doorstep....invited? (Believe me, I am talking to the mirror!) It is easy for Christians to gather with those who are like-minded, but that is not what Jesus did at every meal. He ate with everyone. He shared with everyone. He spoke truth to everyone. How can we do any less if He is our example? Who is the Lord pointing in your direction?<br />
Make the "welcome" sign on your front door mean what it says. God is looking for His people to keep looking for His people, the ones not yet believers.<br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;">Romans 10:14-15 But how are they to call on him in whom they have not believed? And how are they to believe in him of whom they have never heard? And how are they to hear without someone preaching? And how are they to preach unless they are sent? As it is written, "How beautiful are the feet of those who preach the good news!" </span><br />
Feet become beautiful, friendships are made sweeter, hearts become closer, difficulties are discussed, problems solved, and Jesus is exalted in front of bowls of soup or yummy desserts. Some of the best things happen over a plate of spaghetti. Yes, they do.<br />
I have been challenged to open the doors to both my home and my refrigerator and so I am challenging you as well to invite a family or a few friends over for dinner. It doesn't have to be fancy. Open a jar of tomato basil soup and make a salad. It isn't the food that is needed as much as human contact. Be the difference someone needs. Make them feel special and their company desired. You will be changed by your own actions and surprised by the results.<br />
Ring that dinner bell and see who shows up. It just might be me.<br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;">Acts 2:46-47 And day by day, attending the temple together and breaking bread in their homes, they received their food with glad and generous hearts, praising God and having favor with all the people.</span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;">Hebrews 13:1-2 Let brotherly love continue. Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.</span><br />
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June's Noteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07506017236520170974noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388957408521150363.post-19511070942017361072018-07-25T09:59:00.000-05:002018-07-25T09:59:13.157-05:00Garner State Park 2018We visited our favorite campgrounds again this year for a few days in the Frio River. This time we rented a cabin and brought my mom. Just let me say right here - a cabin is the only way to go - with or without an eighty-seven year old tagging along. It was wonderful, with AC and everything! The downfall was that there are no supplies whatsoever, so we toted bedding, kitchenware, and all the amenities we might need or want. <br />
Below are some pics I took, though I did not carry my camera to capture every moment and freeze it in time. Enjoy the view!<br />
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So, this is Garner 2018. Already booked a cabin for 2019. I know it will not disappoint! Thanks for sharing in our fun!June's Noteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07506017236520170974noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388957408521150363.post-44477842111976102402018-06-14T22:09:00.001-05:002018-06-14T22:09:07.354-05:00Bouts With Depression<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Most if not all of us struggle with depression at one time or another in our lives and some face it more frequently than others. A few months ago I was asked to write down my feelings when depressed. I could not. I read the Psalms and see that David grieved so in his writings, but I have thus far been unable to pen my lows. My thoughts are ugly, base, negative, and ungrateful...which is where I believe depression begins - in failure to give thanks.<br />
Ascending from a recent valley, I see God all around me and as I ponder His ways and listen to songs of praise, I am moved beyond words. It is the Spirit - with utterings and groanings too deep for my voice that well up within my soul and spill out through tears and fill my mind with thoughts of Jesus, my Savior. I am overcome with remorse for my lack of trust and vision, and so very grateful that the valley is behind me...and yet I am grateful <i>for</i> it as well.<br />
Without touching the base of depravity, but being reminded of my humanness, I can come to a point of coasting in my faith - repeating holy habits and portraying a virtuous front when inside I am vacant. I don't know if other Christians feel this way, but I do - especially when life gets hectic with actual demands, leaving little time for refreshing. Priorities go awry and self screams for quiet when none is to be found and often all of the above takes place with no one else around. I am my own worst enemy. Then all of a sudden, there He is...seeing me, loving me in my darkness and forgiving my doubt that He ever existed for me personally.<br />
"O Lord, You are good....always good. All that You do and allow is working good for me. How could I ever doubt Your faithfulness? Is it because all I see is my faithlessness? Why would you ever call me to be Yours? I am weak and feeble, forgetting the cross and the Love that gave nothing but love in death. My heart is full as I remember that You will complete all You begin, and You began a work in me that I ignored and rejected and doubted for a period. Help me not to compare myself with anyone but You. You are my only Standard, my Redeemer, Savior, and Friend. Praise Your holy name and forgive my belligerent heart. Make me thankful for the valley and even more thankful for You, Who walked before me, behind me, and beside me through it all."<br />
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June's Noteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07506017236520170974noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388957408521150363.post-66855842326055877922018-05-09T20:41:00.001-05:002018-05-17T09:10:32.048-05:00Enabling: Good, Bad, or Both?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This subject crosses my path frequently. When does helping someone become something negative and nonproductive? How does a person know when investing time, money, and effort has grown into a hindrance of the recipient's maturity, delaying the imminent call for a change? When should consequences be allowed to fall?<br />
Let me say right here - I do not know. I have observed parents making decisions for grown children, and grown children having to take over decision making for their parents all with good intentions, but so often with uninvited advice. The line is unclear, and probably crossed more times than it should be. It is frequently hidden behind what some would mistakenly call love. It isn't love to keep someone from growing up and reaching his/her full potential in life. One who is slow to embrace adulthood or responsibility might resist the challenge to break free and experience the pains of life, but the one who is wise enough to observe the reluctance and act at the right time will later be thanked. It takes wisdom to know how to maneuver and encourage such undertakings. Scripture reminds us -<br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;">2 Thessalonians 3:10 For even when we were with you, we would give you this command: If anyone is not willing to work, let him not eat. </span><br />
Enabling usually has a less than positive definition. The enabled love being enabled and the enabler might get a sense of purpose in enabling...resulting in co-dependency. The enabler feels needed and the enabled takes advantage of their need to do so, and the cycle begins without anyone realizing it. The pattern is set and will soon grow to be distasteful to all involved, including onlookers.<br />
Helping others so that they might learn to help themselves is always rewarding. Knowing when to step away is key...and there <i>is</i> a time when one must step away. Most people desire independence, but may be unaware of their own capabilities until someone comes alongside and draws out their strengths. A simple nudge or word of encouragement might steer one to venture out.<br />
Dealing with the aged is another area where enabling might be necessary, though unwanted. Losing independence can be so difficult. Even when assistance is necessary. it is not always appreciated. Caregivers live this. The extended hand is often the bitten hand. It is a beautiful picture when both are in agreement of the inevitable and can share sweet moments of collaborating comfort in the latter years of life or maybe your hand extends to one younger whose need is greater than what they themselves can accomplish.<br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;">Proverbs 16:31 Gray hair is a crown of glory; it is gained in a righteous life.</span><br />
If you find yourself falling into any of the categories above, you will need help in knowing when to step back, take some down time and rest, or accept help from a friend/relative. Be sure to seek advice from wise counsel - one that will be honest and not tell you only what you want to hear.<br />
God gave us consciences. Rightly informing them will help alleviate the guilt that will come as we back away - temporarily or permanently - from what we are so used to doing. Therein lies the challenge in discerning where and when to change <i>your</i> habits which might change the habits of another. Just know that not all good works are good works.<br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;">Colossians 3:23-24 Whatever you do, work heartily, as for the Lord and not for men, knowing that from the Lord you will receive the inheritance as your reward. You are serving the Lord Christ. </span><br />
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<br />June's Noteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07506017236520170974noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388957408521150363.post-23464042968276631652018-05-03T11:34:00.000-05:002018-05-03T14:00:03.355-05:00I Came Not to Bring Peace, But a SwordThis title might make you think I have gone from promoting peace (in my last post) to denouncing its existence and importance in faith. Quite the opposite. There is no true peace without Christ, but peace on earth lies in the heart and not always in relationships.<br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;">Matthew 10:34-39 "</span><span style="color: #990000;"><u>Do not think that I have come to bring peace to the earth. I have not come to bring peace, but a sword.</u></span><span style="color: #cc0000;"> For I have come to set a man against his father, and a daughter against her mother, and a daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law. And a person's enemies will be those of his own household. Whoever loves father or mother more than me is not worthy of me, and whoever loves son or daughter more than me is not worthy of me.</span><span style="color: #990000;"><u> And whoever does not take his cross and follow me is not worthy of me. Whoever finds his life will lose it, and whoever loses his life for my sake will find it. </u></span><br />
Some will take these verses and see them as license to argue with and/or reject family. This was never meant to be the Believer's attitude of heart. It was/is a call to stand for righteousness and truth when challenged to remain silent and ignore wrong.<br />
So often Christians poorly represent their faith either by elevating themselves and their standards in haughtiness (which the Lord hates - see Pr. 6:16-17) or by remaining silent in the face of evil, making no choice at all in order to avoid rejection and controversy. Scripture tells us we<i> will</i> be rejected when we live steadfastly in a fallen world that is not our home. We are made aliens simply by our declaration to follow Jesus Christ, Son of God.<br />
Albert Barnes states in his commentary on Matthew 10:34 ff:<br />
<span style="background-color: #fdfeff; color: #0b5394; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;">One part of a family that was opposed to Him would set themselves against those who believed in him. The wickedness of men, and not the religion of the gospel, is the cause of this hostility. It is unnecessary to say that no prophecy has been more strikingly fulfilled; and it will continue to be fulfilled until all unite in obeying his commandments.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #fdfeff; color: #0b5394; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;">Christ must be loved supremely, or he is not loved at all. If we are not willing to give up all earthly possessions, and forsake all earthly friends, and if we do not obey him rather than all others, we have no true attachment to him.</span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: #fdfeff; text-align: justify;">The cross was usually composed of two rough beams of wood, united in the form of this figure of a cross It was an instrument of death.</span><span style="background-color: #fdfeff; text-align: justify;"> To carry it was burdensome, was disgraceful, was trying to the feelings, was an addition to the punishment. So "to carry the cross" is a figurative expression, denoting that we must endure whatever is burdensome, or is trying, or is considered disgraceful, in following Christ. It consists simply in doing our duty, let the people of the world think of it or speak of it as they may. It does not consist in making trouble for ourselves, or doing things merely "to be opposed;" it is doing just what is required of us in the Scriptures, let it produce whatever shame, disgrace, or pain it may. This every follower of Jesus is required to do.</span></span><br />
He said it better than I ever could.<br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;">Hebrews 12:14 </span><span style="color: #990000;"><u>Strive for peace with everyone, and for the holiness without which no one will see the Lord. </u></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;">Romans 12:18-21 </span><span style="color: #990000;"><u> If possible, so far as it depends on you, live peaceably with all.</u></span><span style="color: #cc0000;"> Beloved, never avenge yourselves, but leave it to the wrath of God, for it is written, "Vengeance is mine, I will repay, says the Lord." To the contrary, "if your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty, give him something to drink; for by so doing you will heap burning coals on his head."</span><span style="color: #990000;"><u> Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good. </u></span><br />
We make a million decisions every day. They will not all bring with them controversy. Sometimes the controversy lies within <i>us</i> as we fear repercussions for our decisions. Just make sure your heart is without guile or malice and full of grace and truth and the love of the Lord Jesus as you gently speak truth when it is called for in dealing with others...and that you are prompted by the Holy Spirit to do so.<br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;">1 Peter 3:14-17 </span><span style="color: #990000;"><u> But even if you should suffer for righteousness' sake, you will be blessed.</u></span><span style="color: #cc0000;"> Have no fear of them, nor be troubled, but in your hearts regard Christ the Lord as holy, always being prepared to make a defense to anyone who asks you for a reason for the hope that is in you; </span><span style="color: #990000;"><u>yet do it with gentleness and respect, having a good conscience,</u></span><span style="color: #cc0000;"> so that, when you are slandered, those who revile your good behavior in Christ may be put to shame. </span><span style="color: #990000;"><u>For it is better to suffer for doing good, if that should be God's will, than for doing evil. </u></span><br />
Remember to be gentle and respectful.<br />
<span style="color: #990000;"><u>1 Peter 2:7-9 So the honor is for you who believe, but for those who do not believe, "The stone that the builders rejected has become the cornerstone," and "A stone of stumbling, and a rock of offense." They stumble because they disobey the word, as they were destined to do. But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people for his own possession, that you may proclaim the excellencies of him who called you out of darkness into his marvelous light. </u></span><br />
Steve Camp wrote a song in the 90's entitled "Consider the Cost." The chorus is a challenge for us as Believers.<br />
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After being a Christian for almost 6 decades, knowing Jesus seems just as new a venture today as it ever was. He is as fresh as the new mercies He offers us every day. His sacrificial love, unfailing forgiveness, and eternal promises are for all who come to know Him as Savior - past, present, and future. Jesus was, Jesus is, Jesus will be. Hallelujah.<br />
Scripture tells us that His works could not be held in books if they filled the earth. This Jesus is worth knowing.<br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;">John 21:25 Now there are also many other things that Jesus did. Were every one of them to be written, I suppose that the world itself could not contain the books that would be written. </span><br />
So, what does it mean to <i>really know</i> Jesus? Have you investigated how He treated others - from the passerby to His closest twelve?<br />
In what ways did He love His Father? mother? brothers?<br />
How did He respond to those that attacked Him on all kinds of subjects?<br />
We know from Acts 10:38 that He went about doing good. He never sinned. Can we know such a Man?<br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;">1 John 5:20 And we know that the Son of God has come and has given us understanding, so that we may know him who is true; and we are in him who is true, in his Son Jesus Christ. He is the true God and eternal life. </span><br />
Jesus came to be the final sacrificial Lamb that we might come to the Father. He died that we might know Him. He invites us to seek Him, discover Him, and rediscover Him again tomorrow and the day after that.<br />
If books cannot contain all that He has done, then we will never come to the end of our searching. There will always be more to know...and more and then even more. We will never come to the end of discovering Who He is.<br />
Someday, each of us will singularly stand before Christ in judgment. He already knows us intimately. How well will we know Him then, only to eagerly learn more of Him for eternity? Seek to know Jesus..as the Rock that stands strong in unsteady times, as the Advocate in adverse conditions, as the True Friend that never fails to encourage, as the quiet Voice that calls us to be still and know, as Savior and returning King, as your only Hope. You have His ear. Draw near and know Jesus.<br />
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help someone? Me too. I try hard to be focused and do a few things well
instead of spreading myself too thin for anyone's good. But what do I do
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These are powerful words that call for a response, even though they ask no question. We cannot read these verses without realizing the cost of following Christ and facing in ourselves what answer we might give. This is a statement of fact - one not based on circumstances that might change its truth. Cross bearing is costly and <i>nowhere</i> are we told to put it down.<br />
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Its weight may vary at times. He told us that trials <i>will</i> come and our faith <i>will</i> be tested - sometimes to the extreme, but always with the purpose of drawing us back to Him for renewed strength. God will never ask us to do anything beyond our abilities. He will enable us to do whatever He calls us to do. </div>
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Why is it that so often the ones hardest to forgive are the ones that have offended our loved ones, but not us personally? We might feel we are taking ownership of the pain in order to portray our allegiance for the one who is hurt, but it only opens a door for bitterness and resentment to take root and grow. Your loyalty does not erase the wrong for the one wronged. It just doesn't work that way.<br />
Sinful people are going to at times live decadent lives without punishment, while the innocents suffer insults and false accusations. But are any of us really innocent? <br />
Be careful about swallowing all that anyone says about someone else. People will hurt each other without your help. Be careful not to join in an argument, invited or not. It can only destroy...your spirit, your relationship, your testimony. You can change the whole atmosphere of the conversation by your words, so choose them wisely.<br />
Most of the time when we take up an offense, the two original people will work things out and you will be alone in the anger and bitterness you chose to bear. It just isn't smart to take things on that have nothing to do with you.<br />
Bear the burden, but not the offense. There is a difference.<br />
<span style="color: #0b5394;">Mark 11:25 "And whenever you stand praying, forgive, if you have anything against anyone, so that your Father also who is in heaven may forgive you your trespasses." </span><br />
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Tommy recently returned from an eleven day stay in Africa. This was his second in three years. He traveled with friend Marcus to a remote region outside Nairobi. I hesitate to be specific regarding details due to unrest towards believers in so much of the world.<br />
Small churches in small villages need encouragement and training. Tommy met with a group of twenty-two pastors, each from a different area. The humble accommodations allowed for little distractions while preparing sermons and lessons for the men, though most of his studying was done at home before the trip.<br />
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Communications between us were sketchy at best. There were times I imagined him standing on his head, holding his tongue just right while facing the moon in order to get reception so we could text or talk...mostly text. Phone calls were few.<br />
Still I could detect an excitement in his voice for what was taking place. He loved teaching these men. God had given him a passion for encouraging fellow leaders in the Church. There is nothing more joyous and fulfilling than knowing that you are performing a task that glorifies the Lord Jesus..whether you are taking on a sink full of dirty dishes or bringing the Good News to a country thousands of miles away.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Above is the entrance to the men's bathroom and the bathroom itself. I have no idea why Tommy took these pictures, but they are interesting.</span></div>
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Persecution has become rampant towards Christians at home and abroad. There is a cost in presenting the Gospel in dark places...like Africa and America. My life has never been threatened. I have all I need and more. With no looming danger near me, how loud is my cry of Truth? Where and when is my devotion the strongest - within church walls or in my encounters as I run errands around town? The challenge is an obvious one. Hungry people are looking for food. Those with food (for the body and the soul) are filling needs when they share what they have.<br />
Tommy's short lived visit will have lasting effects because it is the Gospel that lives on - past mortal limitations and beyond this present generation. What are we doing that lasts forever? This is the question we must answer.<br />
We are grateful for the chance Tommy was given to share scripture with other pastors and laymen in a distant land. We at home can hide under all that glitters and covers the need for something more. We must be Christ to those around us.<br />
May the Lord Jesus pierce my heart with His convicting command to go and tell. I live near hungry people. So do you. If we hold our tongues and fail to speak where freedom rings, what will we do when it rings no more?<br />
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Do you have any crooked places in your life? Me too. Rarely is the road ahead of me a straight and direct line, without snags and pits. There are times when all I see are corners and I am left wondering what unseen events lie hidden in the coming shadows. While they might appear to be beyond my view, they are not unknown: They have been carefully and lovingly designed by my Maker for my good. He has things He wants to teach me.<br />
I might feel unequipped for the task He has given me, but just because someone else could do a better job, doesn't mean I am allowed to withdraw from trying. There will always be someone who is better at something than I am, and at times I know there is no one worse. It is when I feel least capable than I am most reliant on the Lord Jesus.<br />
If God is looking for perfect people to do perfect jobs, then His power and might aren't needed. But that's not how He works. He is looking for willing people who will say, "Yes, Lord. Here am I. Send me" as Isaiah did. He is most glorified through the weak, the simple, and those unable in their own strength.<br />
The next time God prompts you to do what seems impossible, give it your best. Your best is all He desires.<br />
<span style="color: #741b47;">Luke 3:4-6 As it is written in the book of the words of Isaiah the prophet, "The voice of one crying in the wilderness: Prepare the way of the Lord, make his paths straight. Every valley shall be filled, and every mountain and hill shall be made low, and the crooked shall become straight, and the rough places shall become level ways, and all flesh shall see the salvation of God." </span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;">1 Corinthians 1:26-31 For consider your calling, brothers: not many of you were wise according to worldly standards, not many were powerful, not many were of noble birth.<i><u> But God chose what is foolish in the world to shame the wise; God chose what is weak in the world to shame the strong; God chose what is low and despised in the world, even things that are not, to bring to nothing things that are, so that no human being might boast in the presence of God.</u></i> He is the source of your life in Christ Jesus, whom God made our wisdom and our righteousness and sanctification and redemption. Therefore, as it is written, "Let the one who boasts, boast in the Lord." </span>June's Noteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07506017236520170974noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388957408521150363.post-80608414653713644142017-09-29T09:40:00.001-05:002017-09-29T09:40:17.224-05:00Write It In Pencil<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Calendars. My daily routines change too much to write in ink, but still I do - in all colors. What is the verse about man making his plans, but the Lord directs his steps? Time and again I find myself slapping a sticker over what never happens or gets moved to a different block on my wall. Some weeks look like chicken scratches, with arrows crossing over to changed dates along with attempts to add another reminder to an already full day. I've given up on beauty and order. </div>
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Maybe things on the calendar should just be written in pencil, especially those items we <i>think</i> we should do or else..... Or else what? The sky will fall in? Are we afraid we will not be invited next time if we don't respond this time? And what if that next invite doesn't come?</div>
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God knows exactly what each of us needs to be doing. He may present us with a circumstance in which we are the only answer to a dilemma. It will be obvious to us when it occurs and no matter how difficult it is, the pleasure we will receive from answering a need will be abundantly more rewarding than anything we might have written on our calendars. Big "happies" come and go. Their memories are soon forgotten, but people seldom forget the kindnesses done to them and for them...especially in a crisis.</div>
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Life is too short, ladies. Make it count in the right direction. Seek to spend your energy and time on worthwhile ventures. Fall and the holidays are knocking at the door.. If you are not careful, you will miss this present moment, this opportunity called "now" because you are checking those squares on the wall and thinking about tomorrow.</div>
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What if, instead of taking advantage of every outing offered, you looked first at your present surroundings? Are you needed more at home? Did you leave things undone that are your responsibilities? Are you running out the door to escape something far better? 'Me time' is a phrase used a bit too often and it isn't biblical at all if the truth be told. Choose your activities wisely and write them in pencil...so you can erase what doesn't matter for today. 'Now' happens to us all. Don't miss it. </div>
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<br />June's Noteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07506017236520170974noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388957408521150363.post-28350928639753529212017-09-21T00:54:00.000-05:002017-09-27T09:11:13.395-05:00A Change in the TideIt has been awhile since I have blogged anything. The most I could manage to pen is a grocery list or a sermon note or a reminder to do the same things I do each week....with little if any variation.<br />
Life kept happening on the outside, but it had stopped inside me. Repeated behaviors kept me on track - predictably executing my next move which resulted in little satisfaction at the end of the day. Simply put, I was stuck.<br />
God doesn't ever do things for just one reason. He has a way of using the same event in the lives of thousands, orchestrating it all for a thousand different purposes and all for His glory alone.<br />
Catastrophe broke through the thick wall that surrounded me and held me in apathy: Harvey hit Texas. It was as if our television knew no other stations existed but the local ones, the weather channel, and the national news....as all were focused and stayed on our coastline. I waited for wind that never really came to our area. The waters rose up into our yard, only to recede again with time and never coming even close to our doors.<br />
We soon learned that we were an island, unable to leave town for quite some time. The reality of what was happening could only be viewed on the screen. Horror struck so many with the loss of loved ones and homes, cars and belongings. Some were being rescued by helicopters from rooftops, others by boats floating right over unseen streets and curbs and landscapes. Others were less fortunate and not rescued at all.<br />
Refuges and shelters soon sprung up all over town - filled beyond capacity in some areas. Days went by. I texted with friends I could not reach whose homes were flooded. Little has changed in some areas even now and many, many will be displaced for months to come.<br />
<u style="font-style: italic;">But God.</u> I love those words. God did not look away. He saw it all and His people were stirred. Love grew from Harvey. Groups of people held hands and prayed on tv and the newsmen did not turn their cameras away. Churches from all over arrived to minister to and care for the helpless. God was at work. Gifts of all kinds poured in without reservation.<br />
It is easy to feel a kind of survivor's guilt. It may not have hit our home, but it did hit our hearts. With each sad story I encountered, came a positive outlook on what lies ahead - many keeping faith in the Lord Jesus.<br />
Writing this brings a kind of closure for me - a closure to apathy, to the nightmares, and to my failure to wholeheartedly grasp each moment of this life I have been given. I am fully Christ's to use as He wishes. I had just lost my focus for a little while.<br />
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Our church had its annual 4th of July festivities last Tuesday. Hot as usual, but the fellowship and fun were as fresh as ever. Enjoy the pics!<br />
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<br />June's Noteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07506017236520170974noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388957408521150363.post-80616243223200351802017-06-16T14:44:00.000-05:002017-06-16T14:44:16.170-05:00Let's Go To Garner State Park...Do you remember that song from the 60's? It has been in my head lately, having spent a couple of days in West Texas at Garner State Park with four of our grandchildren. We used to camp there - in tents, mind you - ages ago when our boys were little. It's probably been thirty-five years since our last visit. I am glad to say it hasn't changed a bit, though our accommodations have. We stayed in nearby Uvalde in a hotel. I think we will go again, and forego the hotel for a rented pop-up. It was inconvenient with our things in two places.<br />
My brother and his family, niece and her family, and our friends, the Littlejohns were also there - spread out, but not too far from each other.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is how I saw Luke most of the time.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tommy is in the light colored hat.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Look at the guy in the top of the tree.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Marlon, Owen, and Tommy grillin' and chillin'.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ivy needing some love.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cherith loving on a frog.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bella, Emma, and Maggie looking for some other frogs to dance with.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Three musketeers.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Owen's campsite.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ivy and Oliver talking to Hope.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Old Baldy. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Stevie in the rapids.</td></tr>
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June's Noteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07506017236520170974noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388957408521150363.post-58949311479716042392017-06-03T18:30:00.001-05:002017-06-03T18:30:33.763-05:00It's Like Dominoes<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="color: #660000;">"And you, who were dead in your trespasses </span></div>
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<span style="color: #660000;">and the uncircumcision of your flesh, God </span></div>
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<span style="color: #660000;">made alive together with him, </span></div>
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<span style="color: #660000;">having forgiven us all our trespasses, </span></div>
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<span style="color: #660000;">by canceling<b> <u><i>the record of debt </i></u></b></span></div>
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I was reading through Colossians and these verses grabbed me as if I had never read them before. Does that ever happen to you? It was as if I had just discovered a black and white masterpiece and it jumped from the page right into my heart. What great love God must have for His children! He set aside what I owed and paid it with His own Son's blood. God nailed my sin to the cross, with the same nails that killed His Precious Son, Jesus Christ. He nailed my debt - past, present, future. So...why, oh why do we hang on to the debts we think others owe <i>us</i>?<br />
We keep accounts of wrongs done, words hurled in anger, being mistreated or left out, or having to watch loved ones suffer, and endless other things. The freedom from slavery that we experience, we can share with others, but not until we free them from the bondage we have held over them in our hearts. Take hold of the freedom given in Christ and let go of the debts you might be owed. It's like dominoes falling.</div>
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O Lord, let me never forget what it cost You to save me. You paid the debt I never could. You forgave me so I could forgive others. Let my life be a living testimony of gratitude, love, and forgiveness. </div>
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June's Noteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07506017236520170974noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388957408521150363.post-1155794113037483362017-05-27T18:11:00.000-05:002017-05-28T08:43:02.937-05:00I Am So Unholy<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I am reading The Pursuit of Holiness by Jerry Bridges. Little did I know what effect it would have on me when Tommy suggested this book for a summer study. Let's just say that with knowledge comes accountability and the responsibility to act on what has been learned. Let's also say that I am undone...completely. I have been slapped in the face so many times while reading this book that my DNA is surely on every page. Both shame and pain that pierces the heart have been my companions throughout my read.<br />
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Holiness is required for those who call themselves Believers. Through Christ's death on the cross, we have His righteousness, but we are to pursue holiness daily with diligence and purpose.<br />
<span style="color: #990000;">2 Timothy 2:22 So flee youthful passions and pursue righteousness, faith, love, and peace, along with those who call on the Lord from a pure heart.</span><br />
It sounds so unattainable to me, but God wouldn't call me to do something without giving me what I need to do it. Surely if He knows me at all, He would see the futility in that. </div>
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So often we find ourselves striving for everything BUT holiness. Why? Because there is no one to stop us from making decisions that lead us astray. We have choices. We can ignore the Holy Spirit that speaks to our hearts every day, telling us what is good and right and perfect, but perhaps we don't recognize those things best for us because we also ignore our bibles. It's all in there - everything we need to discern right from wrong, good from best. While I try to be steadfast in my reading and studying of God's Word, if I'm not applying what I read, then what's the point?<br />
If we call ourselves Christians, but continue to ignore His prompting, then perhaps there is a bigger issue at stake. Maybe there is no salvation to begin with. If we are making choices according to how we feel or what we desire, our efforts for holiness stand little a chance. Our wills must be involved and our minds must be informed correctly on what is most pleasing to God. If left to those emotions and wants, we are doomed. At least I am.</div>
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This book addresses the whole body - from the physical to the mental to the spiritual and back. So, I have decided to travel a narrower path than the easy road I have been on for awhile now. (My will is involved in this or I will surely fail.) Concerning my body, I have joined a gym and started a diet. Concerning my mind, I am focusing on the things Paul tells us to think on and choosing not to be critical or negative in my thoughts. Concerning my emotions I've discovered that if my face is toward the Lord, the problems around me lose their hold on my heart. Concerning desires - I am steering them to categories of 'need' vs. 'no need'.<br />
I have a ways to go for sure, but this book is a game changer as it reminds me that I was bought with a price and am not my own. (Thank the Lord. I am awful on my own.)<br />
<span style="color: #990000;">1 Corinthians 6:20 For you were bought with a price. So glorify God in your body. </span><br />
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Our grandchildren can come up with unique ways to entertain themselves. Emma wanted to be waitress to our crew last week, an idea stemming from an order pad I stuck in her Easter basket.<br />
She decided that Bella and I should be kitchen staff...hmm. Well, I guess there are worse ideas. Actually, Bella and I work very well in the kitchen together.<br />
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Emma styled the menu and even made a 'coler' sheet for Ivy, the child customer. Ivy was delighted.<br />
As the orders came in, Bella and I busied ourselves and filled the plates. Emma flirted with the customers a while and then came in to pick up their food and returned for drinks. Everything all at once became a true picture of what a real restaurant's kitchen must look like.<br />
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After delivering Ivy's meal, Emma put in her own order and Bella and I were glad to be done...except not really because refills were requested. Emma returned for them with a sandwich hanging from her mouth. Nice. I told her waitresses could be fired for that, but she did not seem to care. <br />
We then fixed our own plates and by the time we were done, the dirty dishes were being brought back. I put in my resignation to be effective immediately. Surprisingly, no one showed up for dish duty...until my sweet husband/busboy walked in, took one look, rolled up his sleeves, and went to work.<br />
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There is a moral to this story...but I haven't the vaguest idea what it is.<br />
Life is good and I am greatly blessed. Yes, that's it!June's Noteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07506017236520170974noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388957408521150363.post-74776790227994401622017-04-18T12:15:00.000-05:002017-04-18T12:15:05.045-05:00Who Killed Jesus?I teach first and second graders in Sunday School and I love them. They teach me almost as much as I teach them, though often it is about snakes and camping, baseball and what they did on Saturday.<br />
Once in a while I get to share something with them that stops me dead in my tracks...as if my own words were forging a truth deep into my heart. So, I asked them"Who killed Jesus?"<br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">Luke 23:3-25 And Pilate asked him, "Are you the King of the Jews?" And he answered him, "You have said so." </span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><b>Then Pilate said to the chief priests and the crowds, "I find no guilt in this man."</b> </span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">But they were urgent, saying, "He stirs up the people, teaching throughout all Judea, from Galilee even to this place." When Pilate heard this, he asked whether the man was a Galilean. And when he learned that he belonged to Herod's jurisdiction, he sent him over to Herod, who was himself in Jerusalem at that time. When Herod saw Jesus, he was very glad, for he had long desired to see him, because he had heard about him, and he was hoping to see some sign done by him. So he questioned him at some length, but he made no answer. The chief priests and the scribes stood by, vehemently accusing him. And Herod with his soldiers treated him with contempt and mocked him. Then, arraying him in splendid clothing, he sent him back to Pilate. And Herod and Pilate became friends with each other that very day, for before this they had been at enmity with each other. </span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><b>Pilate then called together the chief priests and the rulers and the people, and said to them, "You brought me this man as one who was misleading the people. And after examining him before you, behold, I did not find this man guilty of any of your charges against him. Neither did Herod, for he sent him back to us. Look, nothing deserving death has been done by him. I will therefore punish and release him." </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">But they all cried out together, "Away with this man, and release to us Barabbas"- a man who had been thrown into prison for an insurrection started in the city and for murder. Pilate addressed them once more, desiring to release Jesus, but they kept shouting, "Crucify, crucify him!" </span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><b>A third time he said to them, "Why, what evil has he done? I have found in him no guilt deserving death. I will therefore punish and release him."</b> </span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">But they were urgent, demanding with loud cries that he should be crucified. And their voices prevailed. So Pilate decided that their demand should be granted. He released the man who had been thrown into prison for insurrection and murder, for whom they asked, but he delivered Jesus over to <b>their will</b>. </span><br />
So, I asked them again, "Who killed Jesus?"<br />
And they answered, "The people."<br />
Most people say that they would never have done what the people did back then. I must admit, it was a horror that delivered us from eternal death. I have learned through the years that most of the time, I do not even know my own heart...my real motives and needs for self-preservation.<br />
So I ask you, "Who killed Jesus?" <br />
We all did. Our sin did. But praise the Lord for forgiveness and redemption and salvation that is made possible by His death and resurrection.<br />
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She has ears and lights up when I whisper her name, much like my hubby. Wink,wink. She plays music when I request a song and seems to have a vast amount of knowledge on most subjects. She answers cooking questions and can tell me how many people live in South Korea and Texas. The average height of a woman is 5.4 and for a man it's 5.10. I think she might be wrong about that. I am 5.8 and my sons are 6ft and 6.5. Does that mean we are above average? Sounds good.<br />
She refuses to tell me what colors to paint my walls or what the most popular board game is. She just says, "I don't understand what you mean." Okay, so sometimes she is useless. Is it unkind of me to say that? I don't say it in front of her...most of the time.<br />
I think she has selective hearing. Our relationship is really sketchy at best. I try to dialogue with her but if I don't say her name before each request, she ignores me. This is her way of driving home the fact that she is in the room, lest I forget. Over the Christmas holidays, my daughter-in-law YuJueng walked in as I was asking Alexa a question, leaving her name off. I just kept yelling at her and YuJueng said, "Mom, it's just one more person not listening to you." I told her that one day she would come in and find Alexa lying in pieces on the floor repeating, "I don't understand, I don't understand, I don't understand."<br />
My grandson Ricky kept requesting the song, "Everything is Awesome" until I decided that everything was not awesome and banned him from talking to Alexa. Some of the teens from church have gotten her to solve their math problems. My fixer upper guy asked her what a redneck was. Hmmm. (Look in the mirror, Jeremy.) Her answer - "It is a derogatory term chiefly used for a rural poor white person in the southern United States." Okay, I am a little offended by that. She is lucky not to be lying on that floor.<br />
She can tell me a joke and sing me a song about her circuits and no, I am not kidding.<br />
If only she had arms and legs, I'd toss her a rag and tell her to get busy...but I'd be sure to say her name first.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">She lit up when I took her picture...but I had to say her name first. Show off.<br />She wants my Debit card number so she can order things for me. Uh-huh. Sure. No thanks Alexa, that's where I draw the line. Next, she'll be asking me for my car keys. So far, I can manage to do my own shopping, sister.</span></td></tr>
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<br />June's Noteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07506017236520170974noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388957408521150363.post-11042328413370262192017-03-27T08:00:00.000-05:002017-03-27T09:16:59.875-05:00Widen Your Hearts Also<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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2 Corinthians 6:13 "In return (I speak as to children) widen your hearts also."</div>
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I am still studying 2 Corinthians. It has been a rich blessing to dig deeply into this book. I use a commentary from BibleHub.com by Albert Barnes, but there are many good commentaries out there, so choose wisely and read! I am paraphrasing and adding my own comments (in black) without plagiarism, but just wanted to share where I received some of my information.(in blue)</div>
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<span style="color: blue;"> - Open your hearts to me as I (Paul) have to you. That is all I ask. No silver or gold or earthly possessions - just love and devotion to the Cause I love. </span>Paul's desire for the Corinthians was that they would love the Lord and serve Him wholeheartedly. If he were here today, this would be his encouragement for us as well.</div>
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<span style="color: blue;">He told them to separate themselves from unhealthy alliances with unbelievers. There lies a great difference between the two. </span>Right now the world is telling us to love, accept, and embrace everyone everywhere no matter what. As Christians, our love is to be unfailing and without prejudice in any way. However, we are not to embrace whatever the world throws at us. We must always cling to what is right and good and profitable, being generous in love and good works toward everyone, without breaking God's standards. Often well-meaning Believers will shun others and use poor judgment in how they treat those who have chosen different paths. The choices of unbelievers reflect what they know and believe. Christ came that they might know truth and He came to love. His message was clear:<span style="color: #cc0000;"> </span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;">For the Son of God came to seek and to save that which was lost. Luke 19:10</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Do we live as monks and have an unsocial life? Do we never mingle in business and as neighbors?</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">It is clear that these verses pertain to the following:</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">1. Idolatry</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">2. Sin and Vices</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">3. Acts of dishonesty, deception, and fraud.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">Ephesians 5:11 Take no part in the unfruitful works of darkness, but instead expose them. </span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">4. Amusements and pleasures that are entirely worldly and sinful in nature. </span><span style="color: blue;"> </span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">If a Christian finds himself in a place where he is expected to lay aside principles, then he should remove himself. There are occasions when a stand must be made so as to not fall into sin.</span></div>
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I have come across many situations in which believing family members abstain from holiday gatherings in order to <i>not</i> have to deal with language, jokes, and bad behavior. We must be careful that we do not offend with our own behavior - that it doesn't reflect judgment and condemnation. How much more can we affect those we love by simply loving them and showing them how dear they are to us? Condemnation never won a soul to Jesus. He did not come to condemn anyone.<br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;">John 3:17 For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but in order that the world might be saved through him. </span><br />
<span style="color: blue;">We are to work with family - saved and unsaved - in caring for parents and siblings. We work together as citizens to better our country and in public improvement and in loving others. </span> Be wise in your choices regarding time, energy, and effort - focusing on what glorifies God. Enjoy His blessings and love others. Let our hearts be enlarged to love Him more and more as the days pass. It is what matters most. -</div>
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