There is nothing like the love of God, and I am truly grateful for it!
It has been over 5 years since my oldest brother Tom passed away. About a year after his passing, my elder sister announced to the family that she wanted to start a new Christmas tradition. She had had his Bible for a whole year. This was the Bible that our former pastor, Derrald Hilderbrand, had given to Tom as a gift before he left to attend Apostolic Bible Institute. I went to the same college at the same time as Tom and also received a Bible from our pastor, which I still have.
Anyhow, my sister thought it would be a nice idea to have a different family member receive Tom’s Bible as a Christmas gift for a year, and then pass it on to a different family member the following Christmas. Last year my daughter had the Bible, and she decided she was going to pass it on to her cousin Nick in Wisconsin. Since I don’t know when it will be my turn to receive it, and we live in the same house, I asked her if I could look through it before she sent it off. I couldn’t resist taking a few pics.
I really enjoyed perusing his Bible, looking at passages he had underlined and reading through some of his notes. I’m glad my brother was into the Word, and although I still miss him, I would not want him back on this earth. Now he is with the Word, and one day, whether by way of the Lord’s coming or the grave, I look forward to seeing him again.
My pastor’s(husband) preaching last night concerning Simeon brought this post back to mind. I’m so glad Jesus came the first time, and I am longing, waiting for and planning on being ready for His second coming. Wishing all our friends and family a very Blessed Christmas!
The secret of the LORD is with them that fear him; and he will shew them his covenant.
Simeon had a secret. It was something that God had revealed to him. We don’t know exactly how God told him. Maybe it was a dream. Perhaps he heard and audible voice. The Bible does not say, but the Bible does tell us what God revealed to him.
And, behold, there was a man in Jerusalem, whose name was Simeon; and the same man was just and devout, waiting for the consolation of Israel: and the Holy Ghost was upon him.
And it was revealed unto him by the Holy Ghost, that he should not see death, before he had seen the Lord’s Christ.
Simeon had a wonderful promise that before he died, he was going to see the Messiah. How thrilled he must have been on that…
View original post 572 more words
I just wanted to share a memory of our most comical Thanksgiving which took place almost 9 years ago. My sister is actually making the stuffing again this year. We’ll see if history repeats itself.
“Did you take this out of the fireplace?”
“It tastes like you crushed some Virginia Slims in it.”
Jennifer just ran to the bathroom to spit it out.
These were just a few of the reactions to the burnt stuffing my sister brought over to my house on Thanksgiving. Have you ever cooked something that just really bombed? Such was the case with Kiki’s stuffing. (Kiki is my sister Karen’s nickname.) However, this Thanksgiving tragedy quickly turned into comedy. All day long we cracked jokes about this smoky sidedish. My brother-in-law(Kiki’s husband) assured us that he was going to chuck the whole pot out the window as they drove over a particular bridge on their way home. You might think we’re weird, but this really created a great Thanksgiving memory that none of us present will ever forget. Everything else my sister made was wonderful. She cooked a moist turkey with delicious…
View original post 120 more words
It’s almost time for my favorite holiday of the year! Whether you have little or much, here is a poem that helps to keep it in the right perspective.
HOW TO OBSERVE THANKSGIVING
Count your blessings instead of your crosses;
Count your gains instead of your losses.
Count your joys instead of your woes;
Count your friends instead of your foes.
Count your smiles instead of your tears;
Count your courage instead of your fears.
Count your full years instead of your lean;
Count your kind deeds instead of your mean.
Count your health instead of your wealth;
Count on God instead of yourself.
Happy Father’s Day to all you dads out there. Although my father passed away 16 years ago, I’m thankful for him and the influence he had in my life.
I’m very grateful for my husband, the father of our children. Pete, you have been a wonderful dad, and I’m so thankful that you have been a strong spiritual leader, a mentor and a faithful provider. God has blessed our lives greatly through you.
Most of all, I’m thankful for Jesus Christ, my heavenly Father. He truly is a loving and good Father. I’m so glad that He not only blesses me but is there to correct me when I need it or turn me around if I start heading in the wrong direction. That’s love!!
Although we are not planning on going to a Memorial Day service, or visiting a national cemetery or seeing a parade, I have been thinking a lot about the men and women that have fought and sacrficed their lives that we might have the privileges we have today in our country. If you are reading this blog and have a loved one that gave their life in service to our country, I offer a big, heartfelt THANK YOU. May we never forget those who layed down their lives to benefit so many.