If Jesus Were A Blogger

If Jesus were a blogger,

I’m sure His stats would soar.

When folks read of His miracles

they’d want to come back for more.

 

 

There’s no doubt in my mind

that His followers, they’d become;

when they read how He could heal

the lame, blind, deaf and dumb.

 

 

His popularity would be off the charts,

at least in my estimation.

As they heard of the  loaves and fishes,

He would be an instant sensation.

 

 

His fame would be astronomical,

spreading afar and near ;

As long as He constantly published

what the masses were  wanting to hear.

 

 

But what if He wrote to His “followers”

that they needed to take up their cross?

Would folks still throng to His site

or would blog traffic  suffer a loss?

 

 

What if He got specific,

and in writing, defined what was sin?

Would the groupies continue to follow,

or would the blog crowd start to thin?

 

 

Well, Jesus is not a blogger,

but He has given us His Word

While some cling to it tenaciously,

others think it outdated, absurd.

 

 

Some thrill to read of the miracles;

the blessings on earth and above,

The wonders of His creation,

His mercy, His grace, His love.

 

 

 

Don’t  tell them of expectations.

To serve God, there’s a price to pay.

It doesn’t please their ears.

From sound doctrine, they turn away.

 

 

But God’s Word is not a smorgasbord.

There is no take it or leave it.

It’s inspired, profitable, all of it.

So obey it and believe it.

 

 

It may not be the popular thing,

what majorities want to pursue.

The Holy Bible, will you wholly follow?

The choice is up to you.

 

 

7/8/16

PCC-Making An Eternal Difference

  


Rom 12:2  And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God.

Don’t copy the behavior and customs of this world, but let God transform you into a new person by changing the way you think. Then you will learn to know God’s will for you, which is good and pleasing and perfect. NLT

 

There is an unseen battle that takes place everyday in the lives of those who are truly striving to live their lives in accordance with the Bible, God’s Word. We will either succumb to the pressures that this world hurls against us and conform to ungodliness or we will be transformed in our minds, that our behavior might be pleasing to God. This battle can be especially intense for young people who are in their formative years and are making choices and decisions that will determine who they are and ultimately, where they will spend eternity.

I am so thankful for Pacific Coast Camp, which I was privileged to be able to attend last week with my family and other members andoung people from our church. I can’t remember the exact number of campers (ages 7-25) that were there, but I know it was over 300. Most of the young people that attended have already received their initial salvation experience of repenting of sin, being baptized in the name of Jesus and receiving the gift of the Holy Ghost with the evidence of speaking in other tongues. However, there is a whole lot more to living for God than obeying Acts 2:38. We still have a sinful nature to contend with and a devil that does all he can to hinder our salvation experience from becoming a growing and wonderful relationship with Jesus Christ. At Pacific Coast Camp, young people were given an opportunity to disconnect from the hindrances of technology(cell phones, ipads, ipods, MP3 players, etc.) and connect with God through the preaching of the Word, prayer, praise and good fellowship.

The teaching of Bro. Lackey each morning and the preaching of the good elders in the evening services was outstanding. It was so uplifting to see the response to each message as young people would flood to the altars to rededicate themselves to God. How helpful it is for young people as well, to see other youth from different churches who are endeavoring to live for God too. It is encouraging to know that you are not alone in choosing to walk in a way that is contray to the practices of this world.

I am grateful to the men that had the burden and vision to bring this camp into existence. This was the camp’s 10 year anniversary, and I believe it was our 6th year of being in camp with a group of young people from our church. There is much time, work and sacrifice involved in putting together such a powerful meeting, and I know God does reward and will reward those who played a part in it.

I believe the greatest reward will be seeing those that make it to heaven, because something they received at camp got embedded deep in their spirits, and they remained faithful. Thank God for Pacific Coast Camp!

Saved From What I Might Have Been

37 years ago on this day, God changed the direction of my life as I repented of my sins, was baptized in Jesus’ name and gloriously filled with the gift of the Holy Ghost. I am so grateful for that day that I had a life changing encounter with the living God, and His mercy rewrote my life! If you want to read my story, you’re welcome to click on the “my testimony” page on the side bar. I shudder when I consider the direction my life could have taken, had it not been for the Lord’s intervention.

This old chorus expresses how I feel today.

 

I might have been a drifter

tossed upon life’s sea

I might have been forsaken

lost eternally

I might have been an outcast

but in love, You took me in

I thank you Lord for saving me

from what I might have been.

 

 

 

Doing The Write Thing

Monday was my first solo session with my new client whose mother speaks very little English. Over the weekend, I was thinking of things I wanted to tell her, but I’m not to the place yet where I can verbally express all of that in Spanish. Then the thought came to my mind that maybe I could write her a letter, and so I did.

These are the basics of what I told her.

-I thanked her for the opportunity to work with her son.

-I told her I thought her son was intelligent and that he has much potential.

-I explained that I’ve been a therapist for 6 years and that I believe that ABA(applied behavioral analysis) is effective.

-I concluded with the fact that I believe in the power of prayer, I serve a God who does miracles and that I would be praying for her son and family.
So when I arrived at the home, I told her that I wrote her a letter, and I gave it to her. She read it out loud while I stood there, smiling some and shaking her head. I asked her if she understood it, and she did, and said “Es bonita.” Then she started talking fast Spanish, most of which I didn’t quite grasp. I did catch her saying that she had seen a little progress in her son. From there I just began to set up for the session, and soon the client and I were engaging in a game of Candyland. About halfway through the session when my client, his younger brother and I were in the middle of a game, the mom came in and started asking me something about a text that was on her phone from her sister. It was in English, and she wanted me to translate it into Spanish for her. Ay yi yi! 😳 I translated the first line, but brain freeze set in, and all I could say was “No sé.” I did end up telling her about Duolingo, and I helped her download it on her phone.  At the end of the session, I was able to tell her that next week I would be on vacation(Pacific Coast Camp-Woo hoo!) and I would be back at her place on the 27th. She understood and thanked me for my help.

I pray that I at least was able to plant a little seed yesterday.

In the meantime, it’s back to studying verb tenses and asking God to touch this middle aged gringa mind. 👏🏻

Now I Have To……..

speak Spanish! I am being assigned to a client whose family is not fluent in English. I’m sure they know some, but they prefer a therapist that can speak Spanish. I’m not fluent in Spanish YET, but I  have been studying it on my own for almost three years. Thursday and Friday I will be shadow training with the other therapist on the case, and then on Monday, I am on my own. I am a little nervous but mostly excited. Right now, I will only have this client one day a week, but it is a foot in the door, and for that, I am grateful. Oraciones, por favor.😳 Muchas gracias!!🤓

The Blessing Of Friendship


This past weekend I was blessed to have my good friend and her husband come to visit our family. It was so nice to be able to have them stay in our home.


Good friends eat together!


Here’s a close up of the dish I had at First Street Cafe in Benicia. The tuna salad stuffed avocados were delicious!


While visiting Benicia, we also were able to see a glass blowing demonstration done at a local shop. It was so interesting.


Of course, empanadas were part of our weekend. These ones are filled with chicken and artichoke.

Amiga mía, I am so glad that God allowed our paths to cross. You have been a listening ear, a voice of encouragement, someone to laugh with and everything that I needed in a friend. I am excited to see God continuing to open doors for you as you prepare to return to Perú.  The following poem I first heard many years ago at a ladies retreat. I dedicate it to you. Thank you for being a wonderful friend!

 

Touching Shoulders

There’s a comforting thought at the close of the day,
When I’m weary, lonely and sad,
That catches hold of my disconsolate heart,
And bids it be merry and glad,
It gets in my soul and drives out my cares,
And finally thrills through and through,
It is just a sweet memory that chants a refrain,
“I’m glad I touched shoulders with you”.

Did you know you were brave, did you know you were strong?
Did you know there was one leaning hard?
Did you know that I waited and listened and prayed,
And was cheered by your simplest word?
Did you know that I longed for that smile on your face,
For the sound of your voice ringing true?
Did you know I grew stronger and better because
I had merely touched shoulders with you?

I am glad that I live, that I battle and strive,
For the place that I know I must fill,
I am thankful for sorrows, I’ll meet with a grin,
What fortune may send good or ill,
I may not have wealth, I may not be great,
But I know I shall always be true …
For I have in my life that courage you gave,
When once, I rubbed shoulders with you.

“Author Unknown”