This week begins the season of the Great Return, you know when everything you spent hours looking for and many dollars buying gets returned to the unknown abyss.
Do you know what happens there? Untold bunches of stuff are taken back to their original store, where they are then sent to some kind of discount place store. All will be sold for a tiny percentage of original value.
Is anything we own of any real worth? Clothes get baggy and worn, dishes break. All that really lasts is our relationships.
Sadly they don’t go on forever either. People move or die and everything is over…unless we have the hope of seeing them again.
The only thing we can really count on is our one on one relationship with the Lord. Thankfully it is non-returnable.
No one has ever seen God, but the one and only Son, who is himself God and is in closest relationship with the Father, has made him known. (John 1:18, NIV)
Prayer- Lord, draw our hearts to what really lasts…the Christ. Amen.
It is the Christmas season and reindeer are on the loose once more. Forget Santa and his flyers. They are all over the roads too.
My brother was driving along a major highway yesterday when a car in the other lane hit a deer. The momentum tossed the deer into my brother’s path.As I said, it is the Christmas season and reindeer are on the loose.
Are you groaning over that title? Have you been struggling with a needed forgiveness? Refuse to forgive ‘your enemy’ in the usual ways? Step out of the box and try anyone of the many ways offered by Wes Daughenbaugh in his new book, 21 ways to Forgive.
Stop clinging to the traditional family feud and do as God asks you. Forgive. Stop listing reasons why not and start doing it. Oh and by the way, the book includes nine reasons we must forgive. Whew. I have said a mouthful now, haven’t I? To top it all off the book is illustrated s well!
Here are a few of the chapter outlines.
Forgive so we won’t go to Hell.
Forgive so the devil doesn’t get a foothold in our lives.
Forgive so we don’t die of stress related illnesses.
Forgive so that we can be like Jesus.
This book is for every one. Even a child will easily understand the illustrations. Be brave. Face the truth about your way of living. Forgive where you need to forgive. If you aren’t sure, ask God. He will tell you quite quickly where your forgiveness needs lie; that is, if you will be bold enough to ask.
What kind of state are we in when Christians complain we have Christmas music playing too early or the stores decorated too soon? We should be cheering when we have any opportunity at all to bring up the name of Christ.
Let’s stop whining about music in the mall. If we don’t, everything will be festive this and festive that. Festive is the replacement word for anything Christmas. It means anything cheerful: it means anything related to a celebration of feasts, festivals or holidays. Christmas is slipping out of our hands. All we hear is festive trees, festive school concerts and festive holidays.
Do we want festive sales, festive music and festive decorations? Before you know it we will have the festive Christ, a Christ whose only purpose is to festive!
Rejoice in every Away in the Manger, or Noel, Noel. Those are scriptural words echoing into malls and halls; a word that we are still allowed to share. Grab onto it with both hands and turn up the sound of Christians rejoicing in the Christ.
Celebrate God all day, every day. I mean, revel in him! Make it as clear as you can to all you meet that you’re on their side, working with them and not against them. Help them see that the Master is about to arrive. He could show up any minute! (Philippians 4:4-5, MSG
If you are not a sewer you might miss the importance of an inspirational life well-lived. Nancy Zieman passed into the arms of Jesus this week. For 30 or more years, I watched her sewing show on PBS all the while improving my sewing skills.
When I had my parotid tumor (Facial gland cancer) I wrote to her to say that we were likely the only two in the same boat. Both TV hosts and both with some facial difficulty;( Nancy had Bells Palsy as a child.)
She called me to tell me from Wisconsin to encourage me and talk about where to get treatment. We had a great discussion.
I said “Nancy are you a Christian?”
I sure am, Maam!”She replied.
Nancy lived her life with dignity and honor and I am proud to have known her even a little bit.
Why don’t women tell? Because no one listens; because you get blamed; because almost all of us have been there; because people in power think they have the right; because when you tell people they don’t want to face their own truth.
My book, Meeting Myself, Snippets from a binging and bulging mind addresses what happened to me and the aftermath effects in my life. The latest news on this topic affects me all over again. This heinous crime harasses for a moment of time and then lingers for ever.
I was delighted to get the call with my friend’s chipper voice on the other end of the line. She didn’t even say hello. She just cried out, “It’s time for cheesecake!” And my answer was quick and to the point. “Time and place please!”
It started years ago over lunch. We’d shared a nice sandwich and we weren’t truly hungry, but as women often do, we discussed the possibility of dessert. Then she began to tell me the story of her breast cancer scare.
“That does it,” I exclaimed. “It’s time for cheesecake!” I rushed to the counter and brought back two large pieces. (People should never share a slice of cheesecake; but enjoy a full slice each!) Her story ended well, but still, every now and again, we eat cheesecake together.
What do you do to celebrate life?
The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full. (John 10:10, NIV)
I am convinced that Jesus loves cheesecake.
Prayer- Thanks, God, for special treats that celebrate your goodness. Amen
Write Canada Online Conference October 21—for the writer in you!!
Very inexpensive…watch it at home in your pj’s
I just spoke at a campground that was invested by mosquitoes. The organizer wanted us outside. I braced myself for lots of squishing as I delivered my message. However, we all prayed the place bug-free and the leader helped God out by thoughtfully lighting several bug deterrent candles and placing them on each table. What a difference it made to both us and to the bugs. Not one of them lost their lives during my message.