I think every generation believes that the “good old days” were the times they were growing up and young adults. George Washington undoubtedly preferred remembering the days when he was cutting down cherry trees more than his time leading a fledgling country out of a revolution and building what is now America. On the other hand, he would probably be rolling over in his grave (if that’s possible) if he knew what has happened to the country since it’s beginnings.
The older we get, the more we seem to dwell on the past. We reminisce about how much better things were when we were kids. We believe that particular juncture in time was perfect, but not so. For example when I was growing up in the 40s and 50s, we had no clue about global warming or the internet. Our lives were simpler then. Kids played in the street – we didn’t lock our doors – we ate dirt – we recycled before it was popular, BUT it also was a time right after a world war and during the Korean War . The atomic bomb was a real threat. Air raid drills were held in our schools. We huddled down under our desks with our hands over our heads, as if that would make any difference if there actually was a bomb drop. Many were building shelters in their backyards. The economy was still in a state of recovery. We wore second hand clothes and shoes. Our food was home made and consisted of starchy things like pasta to fill us up. We never knew about the ill effects of gluten. We never thought of paying $100 bucks for a pair of old, torn blue jeans and we were lucky if we got a pair of new shoes -when school started – but. I digress.
The truth is, every decade has its good and bad memories. One of the blessings God has given me is the ability to forget the bad things that have happened in my life. I’ve been able to tuck the icky stuff into the back of my brain. Maybe that’s why I have such weird dreams, but I digress again.
What I’m trying to say is this – Looking back is a good thing, but looking forward is even better. We, as Christians, have been promised a perfect life in eternity after our death. How great is that? We will some day be in the paradise that God originally planned for us. We will have all our teeth – healthy bodies – no sorrows or tears – our joy will be overflowing. So without hesitation we can say “Live every day forward!”
Hebrews 10:17 “I will remember their sins and their lawless deeds no more.”
A bully pulpit is a conspicuous position that provides an opportunity to speak out and be listened to. This term was coined by United States President Theodore Roosevelt, who referred to his office as a “bully pulpit”, by which he meant a terrific platform from which to advocate an agenda. Roosevelt used the word bully as an adjective meaning “superb” or “wonderful”, a more common usage at that time.
WIKIPEDIA
“The classic example of a bully is a mean kid in a schoolyard who hassles or beats up younger students. While a child or a teenager can be a bully, so is anyone who uses power or strength to scare or harm other people. The word bully has gone through a mysterious evolution, from the 1530s when it meant “sweetheart,” through the 17th century’s meanings of “fine fellow,” then “blusterer,” and finally “harasser of the weak.”
My dreams are often full of creativity and unusual thoughts which don’t usually manifest themselves in my daily life. Sometimes they become part of a play or story I’m writing. I had a whopper a while ago and I think even Joseph, the interpreter of dreams, would be able to figure this one out.
It started with me spinning and winding down through a hole in the ground – somewhat like Alice in Wonderland. I was going through a series of tunnels that all led to a dead end. I wound up in St. Paul of all places. I guess St. Paul could be considered an unusual place by some.
Suddenly I was driving through knee deep water. The water continued to rise and it wasn’t long before the car became engulfed and I had to escape. I walked over a long bridge covered with doors of various sizes and shapes. Do you get the feeling that I have spent too much time with children?
I finally opened one of the doors and walked through it, only to discover more obstacles. I spiraled through another channel of openings, each leading to things I enjoy in life. There were beautiful gardens, masterpieces of art, rows and rows of beautiful costumes and many more things that bring enjoyment on this earth – including chocolate – gobs and gobs of it.
When I finally woke up I felt as though I had been on a safari in Africa. I was exhausted. Every bone in my body ached. I was literally worn out, but couldn’t go back to sleep. I didn’t want to go back to that place, even as tempting as it was. It was confusing and just didn’t feel like a good place to be.
OK, so what does this silly dream have to say? I think it was a reminder of how out of control our lives become when we try to handle them ourselves. We think we’re In the driver’s seat, but we really aren’t.
Life is filled with many twists and turns – some of them are nice while others get us no where. We have the brains to determine which path to take, but it may not be the best one for us. So who do we turn to when things are muddy – when we see no clear path – when the world is spinning out of control?
1 Corinthians 10:13 says, “No temptation has overtaken you that is not common to man. God is faithful, and he will not let you be tempted beyond your ability, but with the temptation he will also provide the way of escape, that you may be able to endure it.”
My dream made me feel helpless for a few fleeting moments. My life is often out of control too. I don’t always have a clear road map. God knows what I need and what I confront every day. He knows that I get worried and stressed. He sees my weaknesses, but He also sees my strengths. He knows that I am going to be tempted each and every day, but He still provides a way out for me.
Life is never easy, especially when you’re a Christian. The problems don’t go away, but when you have faith, God will not only give you answers – He will also give you the means to solve them.
Peace comes with the sound of raining gently falling on the roof. Peace can be a light in the window, a good book, a friend. It can be the sound of your teenager arriving home safely, A job, family, security or a clean bill of health. Peace is the absence of wars and disputes. Peace is quiet – comfort – contentment – a lack of the noise of confusion – A calmness – satisfaction – no drama. Peace is the feeling you get when you know you have done your best. It’s the sound of a child’s laughter or the touch of the one you love. Peace isn’t something we experience very often, but when we do it fills our soul with an amazing sense of joy. When you have complete peace, you are committed to the Prince of Peace. You are part of the community of Christ. You know what your Savior has done for you. Your peace has been won for you.
There is so much confusion in our world right now. Particularly within the walls of our own homes and inside of our minds. We are being bombarded by angry voices – hit from all sides of the political aisles – blasted with conflicting opinions as well as voices that we don’t believe. There is a war going on right now and it is crushing us with every kind of mixed messages, fake news, injustice, inhumanity and hate.
The war does not consist of weapons of mass destruction nor physical assault, but an enemy that lives in our own minds. Our minds need to be readied for battle and the only way to do that is by looking to the greatest hero ever known to mankind. He was a simple man, like most heroes are. He lived a life of poverty and had no place to call home. He spoke with the voice of confidence and strength, yet His words were filled with love and peace.
When we look at Jesus and His short life of 33 years, we don’t see your typical hero. Yet if He had not chosen to leave His throne in heaven to crush the devil’s head and give eternal life to everyone, the war would most certainly have been lost.
The battle does not occur on a massive battlefield, but in our minds. Our thoughts are really our greatest enemy. We can be easily swayed by words, actions or even flashy ideas, because God has planted a brain in our heads. He’s formed us with the ability to think, make judgments on our own and sort through the messes we encounter each day. We are not puppets being manipulated by the Almighty, but we know He has our backs.
The devil also knows our weaknesses. He has been fighting for the souls of man since the beginning of time. He is a master manipulator. He knows what gets us angry. He knows how to lure us into his web of deception with just the right words. Remember how he tempted Jesus, using God’s own words.
However, he has already been defeated. When Christ took the cross to Calvary, suffered humiliation, degradation and His very life, He poured out His compassion for a sin filled world. He took our sins and erased every one of them. He defeated Satan when He rose on the third day and guarantees that we will live forever.
Because of that great gift to humanity, we are free from the wars of this world. We are shielded by the Almighty God. Death has no power over us. Now, even though that other enemy within us – our own minds and thoughts – are under His protection. Through Him, we are more than conquerors.
This is a rerun, but seems appropriate this year as well as the same time last year. However it was pre-pandemic and oh how things have changed – or have they?
Originally posted 9/25/2019.
We, the people, have been bombarded with an urgent desire to depose a sitting president. This has been going on for the entire presidency of Donald Trump. I have stated on my blog recently, that I’m trying to avoid the news because of all this nonsense, but it’s not as easy as it sounds. The only true way to avoid all the buzz is to leave this planet and find a place in the universe that is not exposed to the news of the earth. You can unplug – not read the newspaper – try to bypass your home page on the computer – hide under a rock or go into a coma until the next election is decided. None of those options seem likely.
It’s in our face from the time we wake in the morning until we lay our weary heads on the pillow at night. It seems to me that an era of hatred and dismay has hit the core of our country. Everyone seems to have one small ounce of anger in their bodies, which is spreading like a cancer throughout our land. We sit in judgment of each other. We look for things that will hurt another’s reputation, his self-worth, we bully, we torment, we try to make ourselves look better than others. How are any of those things going to be of benefit to anyone?
With the numbers of those who are no longer attending churches on the rise, we have to ask ourselves why. Why – when we rely on our own agenda, things don’t go as planned. When God is no longer present in our daily lives, why are we surprised when evil takes over? When we focus so much on negative thoughts about each other, is there any wonder that hatred is on the upswing? Why is there a rise in drug usage – murder – suicide – sex trafficking – abuse – unnecessary rage? Why, why, why?
The number one reason (in my opinion) is that we’ve become a society of people who have lost contact with God. We’ve turned our backs on the greatest asset we have as a nation. Some would laugh at that opinion, but if we look back within the pages of God’s own words, we will see that every time the nation of Israel turned away from God, they were left on their own until they returned to Him again. Our God is not just the God of Israel. He is the God of heaven and earth and everything in it.
Maybe it’s time for us to return to our Creator and ask for forgiveness for our foolish behavior and plead His intervention. Those who call on His name will not go unnoticed. In Him alone our future will be determined. In fact He’s already laid out the final plan.
Here it is a Sunday afternoon and it’s time for some football. The Vikings game is over and a loss of one point is being moaned over in the locker room and living rooms across Minnesota. I find it interesting that I was required to sit in our car for a church service, because I don’t feel comfortable going inside the church with a mask. You see, I have respiratory issues, I can’t breathe while wearing a mask and I have a cough that sounds like the plague so I don’t want to scare anyone. Still I want to attend church and this is the only way to do so for me right now.
As I watched the football game and groaned along with my husband and the rest of the citizens of Minnesota, I had to laugh at the sound effects emanating from the stands filled with cardboard cutouts of people in football jerseys. Somehow it just isn’t the same. The cheering seemed to come at insignificant times and the paper faces couldn’t take the place of the real thing. It made me wonder what if we were to set up cardboard people in our churches and play recorded hymns so we didn’t have to sing and spread COVID19. Maybe it would give the preacher a sense of security to have a flock in the Lord’s house, but nothing can take the place of being there.
Actually today there were people within the walls of our church. They were required to wear masks and be socially distanced. Every time anyone enters the church for a meeting or gathering, the place has to be cleaned to perfection and highest standards. Our church has a population of mostly at risk members so many of these tasks are being done by those who are most likely to die from the dreaded virus.
My husband joined me in the car. There were a few others in attendance that stayed outside as well. It’s not the same as being inside. It’s not the time of fellowship and lifting one another up that we used to experience. Still it is what we need right now and we know that it won’t last forever.
So as marching bands cover their instruments in cloth bags and toot on their flutes through masks with a hole in them – as homecoming events are scrubbed for another year – as mail in ballots are arriving in inflated numbers -as fear continues to rule our actions, let’s try to remember this. We are still able to worship. We have the right to do so as we believe. We are not yet being persecuted for our religion and this will be over soon. It doesn’t matter where we worship, but how we do. When our hearts are tuned into God’s Word, His Holy Spirit will enter our hearts and minds.
This familiar piece of art is one of my favorites, because it shows how something old can become useful when someone has the vision and the wherewithal. It’s also an inspiring reminder that when our time on earth is ebbing to a close, there is no reason to despair. God will be with us until the end and beyond. While we are still breathing here on earth, we have opportunities to live life to the fullest through Him.
There will be days when you feel completely broken down –
Physically, emotionally, spiritually,
When every ounce of strength has been sapped,
When it seems you can no longer go on,
When life kicks and punches you,
When there seems no hope for tomorrow,
Where do you turn for restoration?
Where do you go when your will has been crushed?
Where will you find relief?
When your lying on your back in complete submission,
It was September 26, 1964. Strange things were happening around our house. My dad had put the newspaper in the refrigerator and thrown his shoes down the clothes chute. Mom was acting like a giddy school girl and my sister was showing new admiration for me – undoubtedly because I would soon be gone and she’d be inheriting my room.
It was the day I married my best friend forever. In these days it’s quite an accomplishment to be married to the same person for so many years, but I guess I always knew that it would be a lifelong commitment. I am thankful that God has always been a part of our lives. He is the cement that glues us together.
Mark 10:8-9 “and the two shall become one flesh.’ So they are no longer two but one flesh. What therefore God has joined together, let not man separate.” Thank you, Lord for the love of my life. Without him I would be incomplete.
I love the Bible verses that refer to the creation of the first woman. God put Adam to sleep and removed one of his ribs to shape the woman who would be Adam’s wife and helpmate. She would be equal to her husband, because she was formed from him, yet she would be protected by him, just as his ribs were designed to protect his own heart.
Everything that God created was good. It was configured with perfection and the highest quality. Marriage was part of that creation. God knew that it was necessary for man to have someone to share his life with. Many would beg to differ on that point, but I believe that it is equally important for a woman to share her life with her husband as well.
As I come a day closer to the celebration of 56 years of marriage to the same man, I can attest to the fact that God created my husband and I for each other. He knew precisely what each of us would need to balance out our lives – to provide encouragement and inspiration – to laugh and cry together – to dance together when we no longer can bend our knees.
We laugh together. We enjoy many of the same activities, but each have our own special things that we take pride in. We’ve worked together to build a business. We cried together as it fell apart and we lost everything. We held each other tightly and comforted each other when we received news of serious health issues. We stood tall when each of our children was born and brought amazement, concern, love and even disappointment at times.
We are now in the latter years of our life together. It’s been a lovely ride in spite of the roller coaster effect. That’s what makes for the excitement of a solid marriage. That along with having God as the head of our house has been our mainstay.
Marriage isn’t easy and many choose not to do it. God instituted this sacred estate, not only for procreation of the species, but to share life with another – to rejoice in triumphs and lift each other up in times of grief – to be a helper for the other. I’m one of the lucky ones to have been blessed with my amazing husband for almost 56 years.
There is massive controversy out there right now regarding the wearing of masks. Soon Halloween will be here and the choices are bound to be unlimited. For me, the wearing of a mask is difficult. I have multiple breathing issues, but I still need to get out and do my grocery shopping once a week. This time has become the one getaway I look forward to.
My husband, on the other hand, is a stickler for following the rules. He is adamant about social distancing and wearing both mask and gloves when necessary. He teaches an online art class and wore a mask because he was being filmed in a small space with the person filming. He has finally decided he needed to remove his face covering so his audience could understand what he was saying.
Yesterday he made a trip to the post office to purchase stamps. There was the usual line of people waiting for their turn. The clerk was having a friendly conversation with a customer, which is an unusual occurrence to begin with. Another person was thumbing through the items for sale. Paul was sandwiched between her and a fellow who was inching up closer and closer and becoming very impatient. Paul noticed that the man was wearing a mask, but it covered nothing but his chin. He asked the man to please move back and observe the social distancing rule. The man became belligerent and started yelling that the whole mandate thing was just a fake.
“Don’t you get it? This whole thing is just a scam. We don’t need to do this anyway,” he said with a few added unnecessary expletives.
He finally moved back, but began to cough from his unmasked face. Such is life at the post office. No wonder so many postal employees go ballistic from time to time. Anyway, Paul got his stamps and a taste of what’s going on in the world of COVID19.
Is it a conspiracy thing? Will it all go away after the upcoming election? Will our kids and grandkids get to finish their senior years of high school and college in the usual way? What is normal anyway? Why is everyone so angry and frustrated? Will we ever get back to what used to be or do we even want to?
Life goes on, whether things change or become intense and difficult to handle. We have no control over the hands of time. Only God monitors our every minute. Life will be crazy from time to time. We will experience difficulties and anxiety, but knowing that He is in charge should give us the confidence we need to persevere.
“Let your reasonableness be known to everyone. The Lord is at hand; do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.”
Philippians 4:5-7
WEAR YOUR MASK, FOLLOW THE RULES, STAY CALM AND CARRY A SIX FOOT STICK.
I don’t know about the rest of you, but when someone tells me to calm town, that’s like an invitation to pick a fight. It seems that the current climate in our country is being determined by a minute virus and a rabid political scene. Add to that all the anger, impatience, lack of patriotism, lack of trust, violence and hate that looms in our cities as well as our rural areas. Everyone is pretty much on edge these days.
I made my way through the local Wal Mart yesterday and noticed that the floor signs indicating how far we should stand apart along with the arrows pointing to the way we should travel through the aisles were missing. People were wearing masks and seemed to be spaced apart at the right distance without having to be reminded by the signs. Is this another indication of how conditioned we become in just a few months? Not only that, but most people I came into contact with yesterday were grumpy and anxious.
We’re told on one hand to wear masks and socially distance, but college campuses are filled with unmasked students who are bunched up in close groups. Social events continue with apparently no concern for being exposed to this deadly disease. Many of these kids are putting themselves at risk along with those they come in contact with, but is that just something we’ve been led to believe?
In fact, our ability to reason has been dispelled by fear. Those of us in our vulnerable years don’t want to venture to a clinic filled with sick people. We’re cautious about wearing a mask, but we do so, because we feel we’re not only helping ourselves, but others, even when we can’t breathe. We’ve also learned to place our trust in God which seems to be a cop out by most of society today.
We’ve been conditioned for a long, long time to trust our elected officials, our teachers, our parents, those in authority and the news media. We’ve chosen the path of least resistance, because it creates less tension and doesn’t make us accountable.
Through the latest reports from the CDC we get mixed messages. No one seems to know the best way to deal with this disease. We take chances so we can be with our friends and do the things we did before. We’re tired of the rhetoric, the lies, the unknown, the waiting.
Still, even in the midst of all the chaos that fills the air these days, we have words to fill us with confidence in God’s Holy Word, the Bible.
“But those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.” ISAIAH 40:31
There are many books on the subject of the secret to a long and happy marriage. Most people don’t enter this contract unless they expect it to last for a long time – even until death.
When you find the one you want to spend the rest of our life with, your goals no longer are yours alone – they belong to both of you. When you promise to share your life, you are giving permission to another person to know your innermost thoughts – to see you at your best along with the not so good times. You are allowing yourself to be joined mysteriously with another human being so that you can become of one mind. You become united as one person. Wow, that’s awesome, isn’t it?
What does it take to make a marriage last for so many years? People have various opinions on this, but I think the secret to anything worthwhile is to be dedicated to it – just as we commit to our Lord and Savior when we become His children.
Marriage isn’t going to be perfect all the time. There will be days when you wondered why you ever chose to do it, but isn’t it worth it to have someone with you when you’re afraid, hurting or confused – to have someone to share your successes along with your failures – to encourage you when you think you can’t go on?
Once you are joined together, you have to plan on a life-long commitment. It’s a partnership, but there is only one Chairman of the Board and it’s neither one of you. Success comes by putting God at the head of your union.
Lord, I cannot thank you enough for giving me a Christian husband. His strong faith has helped mine to grow. His love for You has been a perfect example for our children and for me. Through him, you have blessed my walk. I praise you for the blessing of a strong marriage. Amen!
I know it’s a little early for Halloween, but Autumn often stirs the imagination and our neighbor, the night person, has done it again. A while back, you may remember, my husband called me to look out the window at the neighbor who was mowing his lawn in the dark. My faulty hearing led me to believe that the poor guy was glowing in the dark instead. We had a few laughs over that one. You have to laugh at your disabilities or you will slowly go insane.
What began as a joke has become a mainstay for us. This neighbor lives alone. He’s a bachelor, probably in his thirties. He’s a sweet young man, but we rarely see him during the day. He has kept nighttime hours with his job as a limo driver. The virus has shut down his employment, but he seems to be used to being a child of the night. Often I will notice his house completely lit up at 2 or 3 AM.
He still tends to his lawn in the evening hours. I’m not quite sure how he sees what he’s doing. Maybe it’s the fact that he glows in the dark and has no problem finding his target. Maybe he’s just shy and doesn’t want to run into anyone and have to engage in conversation. My husband has been known to monopolize a conversation and hold his listeners captive with his entertaining stories, but he rarely tells them in the dark, unless he’s seated around a campfire.
Maybe we should just accept the fact that he likes to do his work at night and mind our own business. However those windows have led to a great deal of speculation as to the goings on in our relatively quiet neighborhood. Oh, the joys of growing old and getting sick of modern day television fare.
I am not a marriage expert, nor could I possibly have all the secrets to a happy marriage, but there is a wonderful book which carries some extremely good advice on how to live together as husband and wife and how to have your life together blessed in countless ways. The book is God’s own words to us, which He breathed into the pens of men many years ago. The Bible, though ancient in its conception, is still pertinent today in all areas of our lives.
Here are ten references to specific elements of a great marriage:
1 John 4:7 Refers to placing God at the head of your house. Having Him as your chief advisor makes some of the tough decisions easier and He also promises to bless those who trust in Him.
1 Corinthians 11:11 & Genesis 2:24 talks about a total commitment to each other – becoming one flesh. This is difficult to understand in a time when we are taught to live our own lives and do our own thing.
Hebrews 13:4 proclaims that we should trust one another. Any great relationship has to be built on trust or the foundation will not stand up under the storms of life.
Ephesians 5:25- We should love each other as we love ourselves. Isn’t it true that we often put ourselves first. When you marry, you have another part to honor – Your better half.
2 Corinthians 6:14 Tells us to be joined in faith. When you have a common faith you can move mountains with God’s help.
Ezekiel 3:14-21 reminds us to honor the vows we said before God – to love, honor and obey until death. This is one contract that should never be entered into lightly.
Hebrews 13:1-25 is a great section on being encouragers of one another.
Psalm 85:10 tells us to be hold tightly to our love for each other.
1 Corinthians 13:4-6 refers to being respectful of one another.
John 15:13 talks about the greatest love of all being the willingness to give your life for another. John 3:16 tells us God’s perfect love for us.
God wants us to be happy in all areas of life. When He created man, He saw the need for Adam to have a companion – a helper; so He created woman. He blessed that partnership and continues to lavish us with His love when we remember Him first in our marriages. Thank you, dear Lord, for blessing mine.
His hands are open to the world. He reaches out to heal. He touches and His will is done. He knows just how we feel. He took on human flesh to be the perfect sacrifice – The pure and spotless Lamb of God would pay the needed price. We walk with Him in confidence. We know He’s always there To wipe away our sadness and tend to every care. So reach out to the Savior, the sinless. Son of God. Prepare your hearts to meet Him as on this earth we trod. And when our final hour has come and new life takes its place, We know He’ll be there waiting to meet us face to face.
During that first year of marriage, there will be so many things to discover about your spouse, even if you’ve known each other for most of your 22 years. You find out it isn’t all about you anymore. I knew before marrying my husband that he loves hunting. I got accustomed to seeing dead birds in the refrigerator with rigor mortis already setting in. He had to tolerate going to bed with a woman with rollers in her hair and sweat socks on her feet. Gone were the days of trying to impress. Now it was a matter of putting up with each other’s reality.
Each of those tiny adjustments were just the beginning of a lifetime filled with them. Compromise is right up there with laughter in importance. You must put aside your own personal needs and take on an attitude of selflessness, but still maintain the same personality that drew you together in the first place. Not always an easy task.
We can never fully mirror the love that Jesus has for us, but we can use His servant attitude as an example. When you’re fully devoted to the one you love, you put them first. The second year is a little better, but by the third you’re introduced to a whole new element – another life which God is knitting together within you. You share crackers in bed first thing in the morning. You compare waist sizes. You cry at the silliest things, while he tolerates your mood swings.
As years pass, you become more and more of one mind, despite some disagreements, but every step brings you closer together and closer to your Creator.
By the time you’ve shared a lifetime together – created a family – built a business – watch it fall and try again – put your faith in the God of heaven and earth – you finally realize you are no longer two individuals, but one connected by that same God.
Anyone that enters marriage without placing the other person before themselves, will probably not be successful. If that same couple chooses to marry anyway and forgets to include the tie that binds – God – there is a lot of pain that will go along with it. Every marriage will encounter difficulties, pain and tests which can either strengthen your life together or cause it to fail. The point is that there is work involved in the process. Don’t expect any less. Anything worthwhile is worth working hard to preserve.
As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension.
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