God’s sense of humour

 

This is the devotional i sent to Everyday Christian a few weeks ago   now God sends my own words to me as I nurse my own worry and this broken arm…  okay God  I get the message.

Worry Wort

Do you worry? Nothing I say here will change that. That is your personal choice. As a worrier you must enjoy being bothered, sleepless and unsettled. You must crave anxiety and useless concern.

You love restlessness, irritability and muscle tension. You enjoy headaches, nausea, and numbness in both hands and feet. You live with twitching, hot flashes and rashes. Of course, you must experience all these symptoms and more because you keep on doing it; worrying that is.

There is a cure, but you don’t bother with it because you like your current state of discomfort. That must be so because otherwise, you would have chosen the cure for worry.

Therefore I tell you, stop being perpetually uneasy (anxious and worried) about your life, what you shall eat or what you shall drink; or about your body, what you shall put on. Is not life greater [in quality] than food, and the body [far above and more excellent] than clothing?
And who of you by worrying and being anxious can add one unit of measure (cubit) to his stature or to the span of his life?
And why should you be anxious about clothes? Consider the lilies of the field and learn how they grow; they neither toil nor spin.

But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is alive and green and tomorrow is tossed into the furnace, will He not much more surely clothe you, O you of little faith?
Therefore do not worry and be anxious, saying, what are we going to have to eat? Or, what are we going to have to drink? Or, what are we going to have to wear? (From Matthew 6:25-31, AMP)

Horrible Habits

EVERYDAY CHRISTIAN

I am surely speaking to an orderly crowd with no bad habits showing in any way. Unfortunately, you are reading a writer who has quite a few she is still trying to overcome.

Our bad habits are travel agents for guilt as we struggle with them and our failure to overcome them. The trouble is that we love our bad habits, don’t we?

Ice cream is one of my weaknesses. I like it way too much, way too much for comfort, weight loss, and common sense. I fail to control that bad ice cream habit when I purposely drive by my favorite store that sells my favorite flavor (with chocolate sauce on top!)

I could take another street to my destination but somehow I enjoy the torment of driving past (or into) what torments me.

I say enough is enough. What can we do today to help ourselves overcome the thing that we hate and yet that we continue to do?

Still Laughing

 

I actually teach a seminar on humor because I think there isn’t much of it going on in today’s world. I am not alone. See the esteemed folks and their quotes below.

“Humour is the great thing, the saving thing, after all. The minute it crops up, all of our hardnesses yield, all our irritations and resentments flit away, and a sunny spirit takes their place.” -Mark Twain

“Trouble knocked at the door but hearing laughter hurried away. ” -Benjamin Franklin

“You can’t stay mad at somebody who makes you laugh.” – Jay Leno

“A day without laughter is a day wasted. ” -Charlie Chaplin

“Laughter is a mini vacation. ” -Milton Berle

“Laughter is the closest distance between two people. ” -Victor Borge

“From there to here and here to there funny things are everywhere.” – Dr. Seuss

Never let it be said that God doesn’t have anything to say on the topic!

Then were our mouths filled with laughter, and our tongues with singing. Then they said among the nations, The Lord has done great things for them. (Psalm 26:2, AMP)

He will yet fill your mouth with laughter [Job] and your lips with joyful shouting. (Job 8:21, AMP)

Cleanse me with–Rhubarb?

 

Old timers used rhubarb as a high-fiber cleaning agent. I don’t think they’d ever heard this verse.

Cleanse me with hyssop, and I will be clean. (Psalm 51:7a) (Seriously, rhubarb does make one’s bodily organs move in unexpected ways.)

Rhubarb is more than a fruity pie filling. It’s not a fruit at all, but a vegetable from the buckwheat family. Try it in a stir fry. The trick is to slice it very thin and cook it with a bit of sugar (about three stalks rhubarb to ½ cup sugar) then proceed as usual. When you want to use it in salad, mix it with the sugar and roast it in the oven for a few minutes. Let it cool and use it as a kind of crouton.

This year, I made a rhubarb loaf, but I can’t give you the recipe because I modified it to the nth degree.

Someone bought butter for me (that story to follow!)  I ran out of sugar and borrowed from my neighbour; ran out of milk and used melted cherry ice-cream to replace it. So you see that the recipe might be awkward to follow. You can probably use a white cake mix instead. Just mix one cup of diced rhubarb into the dry mix before you follow the rest of the package instructions.

One recipe or another, it’s good to remember that rhubarb is a cleanser. It’s a reminder that we are to cleanse ourselves from what is not.

So whoever cleanses himself [from what is ignoble and unclean, who separates himself from contact with contaminating and corrupting influences] will [then himself] be a vessel set apart and useful for honorable and noble purposes, consecrated and profitable to the Master, fit and ready for any good work.(2 Timothy 2:21, AMP)

Prayer – Lord, help us follow your instructions to the letter. Amen

Fighting the Fat (AGAIN!)

Why is it that we do not remember what we learned over the last year? Why is it that we eat at Christmas like there is no tomorrow…when Christmas is all about the hope of tomorrow?

If you are struggling with your weight today… I encourage you to go to this blog http://manmeetsscale.com/  and listen to Jennie’s Story–she lost 300 pounds with Weight Watchers… and you will be encouraged beyond your eating.

Hugs to a smaller size…

Brenda J Wood

Snow on the Way! Oh-Oh

I just got off the phone with friend of mine near Calgary. She said that since early this morning it has been snowing. It’s now nearly waist high and is still falling.

The temperature is dropping way below zero and the north wind is increasing to near gale force. Her husband just stares through kitchen window. She says that if it gets much worse, she may have to let him in.