The Gift

When I was a young child, you were an old gray headed man that shuffled along slowly, aided by a cane. You never could move fast enough for me, and although I tried to hurry you, you would not be rushed. I looked forward to things like going to kindergarten, summer vacations and the holidays that never seemed like they would come soon enough. As I got older, I looked forward to graduating 8th grade, graduating high school, graduating college and finally getting married, but I was always waiting on you, for you were ever with me. Things just had to be done at your pace.

An amazing transformation happened to you after I got married. Suddenly you were much younger, and it seemed you and I were moving together at an almost equal speed. Now we were getting somewhere! We seemed to be in sync until I had my first child, at which point another alteration took place in you. You became even younger and seemed to have the energy of a teenager, while at the same time, I noticed that I was getting older.  I was enjoying being a mother.  There were days I just wanted to marinate in the experience, but you with your boundless energy kept pushing me forward. Before I even realized what was happening, my children were graduating from high school and growing up. Oh, you rambunctious youth! You just wouldn’t stop and rest even for a minute.

Then one day, I had an epiphany concerning you. In all honesty, you had been the same all along and had never changed. The only thing that had changed was my perception of who you are. You have been God’s faithful servant throughout the ages, and I am learning to cherish you more each day.  I will do my best not to try and hurry you or slow you down or squander you, but with God’s help, I will let you run your course. You are precious to me, Time!

1/3/18

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A Spoonful Of Snow

 

She longed to give a gift
although she was so poor,
to her second grade teacher
that she truly did adore.

Her teacher liked fine hot teas, she knew,
with store bought raw, clover honey,
but to buy a fine gift as that
she just didn’t have the money.

How warm and cozy the teacher would be
in a colorful, flannel robe,
but she settled on a present homemade
a sparkling Christmas globe.

To assemble all the ingredients
she knew she wouldn’t have to go far.
The foundation of her creation would be
her infant sister’s washed baby food jar.

She snuck into her tiny back yard
hoping nobody would see
as she took grandma’s sewing scissors
and got a snip from the evergreen tree.

Next she crept up to the attic
behind the ancient washing machine
and broke off a tiny gold star
from a long forgotten manger scene.

So with all her contents assembled
she set about fulfilling her task
and determined with all her might
for adult help she would not ask.

In her young seven year old mind
she was a master with a bottle of glue.
It seemed she was guided by providence
and knew exactly what to do.

But at last she had a perplexity.
Where would she get the finishing touch?
A spoonful of snow would make the gift grand,
but where could she obtain such?

She couldn’t think just what to do,
but alas, she was no quitter.
She thought and prayed. A solution came to mind.
Why not use some golden glitter?

After filling the jar with water,
she sprinkled in her makeshift snow.
The pleasure in her industry displayed
in her bright smile, it did show.

Laying in bed with anticipation that night
sleep just would not come to her eyes.
School time just could not come soon enough.
She thought the sun would never rise!

12/4/17

The Raging Mama Bear

Everyone knows, well at least I suppose

when you’re taking a trip through the woods,

if mama bear’s not in sight, but her cubs move aright

you better not mess with her goods.

 

For when mama returns and quickly she learns

with her youngsters a stranger is messing,

her demeanor will change to completely deranged

‘cause she thinks you might steal her blessing.

 

Swift be your feet, better make your retreat

and run for all that you’re worth.

If you don’t get away, I do dare to say

you’ll rue the day of your birth.

 

Concerning my offspring, I feel the same thing

I’m much like that raging bear.

When satan comes their way, their souls for to sway

for bloody battle, he’d better prepare.

 

His eye, I will sock. I’ll clean his clock

through the power of Jesus’ name.

His head I’ll knock, do my best to cold cock,

I will beat him at his game.

 

When he offers the world, my fist will be hurled

square into his ugly face.

My lips they are curled, my fury unfurled

my goal, to put him in his place.

 

Knowing him, I will bet, he wants them for his pet

to inflict them with spiritual fleas;

but I will not fret , he ain’t seen nothing yet

Mama Bear’s gonna fight on her knees.

 

Mama Bear does know, to defeat the foe

in just her own strength there is lack,

but through prayer strikes her blow, the enemy to show

the Mighty Warrior, He’s got her back!

 

5/12/17

 

If there’s a mother or even a dad out there who is worried, stressed out or depressed over the direction you see your children going, I want to encourage you to pray, pray, pray!

As Alfred Tennyson once said – More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of.

Diving For Treasure

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We started a new quarter in our children’s church this past Sunday, and the theme is Diving For Treasure. A lot of hard work went into making the decorations, and it came out looking very nice. I’m excited about this new quarter and the treasures in God’s Word that our kids will be exploring. I want to see every single one of them strike it rich!

That’s The God I Love

I thought of this post recently and did not realize that it had been 8 years since I shared it. My how time flies! Anyhow, I still feel the same now as I did back then concerning the incarnation. Jesus is truly wonderful!

Write At Home

 

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What if God were to come to earth as a law enforcement officer?  I’m sure I would have the utmost of respect for him, being taught at a young age to have respect for those in authority. I’ve no doubt He would do a wonderful job at keeping law and order, but I wonder what kind of relationship I would have with Him. Somehow, it seems like it would be stiff and cool, and I think I would have a hard time feeling like it wasn’t “official business” every time we met.

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What if God decided to come to earth as a superhero? Considering the fact that He is all knowing and all powerful, I’d expect Him to be a superhero that is unequaled.  He would be there to rescue me from the most dire circumstances and always in the nick of time. I’m afraid I…

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Fat Bones Monday

” The light of the eyes rejoiceth the heart: and a good report maketh the bones fat.” Proverbs 15:30

This sweet 10 year old girl received the Holy Ghost this past Friday night. If the angels rejoice over one sinner that repents, (Lk. 15:7,10) I wonder what they do when that repentant sinner receives the precious gift of the Holy Ghost. I’m thankful and still rejoicing today.👏🏻🙌🏻

H.O.O.F. 2016

This past Saturday our church had the opportunity to participate in the Heart Of Oakley Festival, which was held in the downtown area of our city. We had a booth where we gave out free bottled water, made balloon animals for kids, passed out church invitations and literature and offered people a chance to win a $50 gift card to a local restaurant by filling out a brief survey. Here are a few pics from the event.


These are set up photos. The triangular thing at the end of the table is a lollipop tree. Kids could pick out a lollipop, and if they pulled one out with blue marker on the stick, they would win a $5 gift card to McDonalds.


Sis. Miranda getting ready to give away some ice cold waters.


People visiting our booth.


Some of our young people stood in a shady spot across the street from the booth and made balloon animals to give away along with invitations to children’s church.


It was a super hot day in the high 90’s. Our booth was just a few yards away from the city water fountain. I had chugged a bunch of cold water but was still roasting. I saw children running under the fountain and getting soaked. “Should I?” I privately asked myself. My inner child was screaming, “Do it!” Hmm, didn’t Jesus say, “Except ye become as little children…..”  Okay, I didn’t really think that, but I did make the decision to go ahead and get wet. It felt so good! 😅

Although it was a hot day, it was also fun, and I know God blesses our efforts. I was proud of everyone who came out and worked hard. What we do for the kingdom is not in vain.