WHAT A FRIEND WE HAVE IN JESUS, all our sins and griefs to bear! What a privilege to carry ev’rything to God in prayer! O what peace we often forfeit, O what needless pain we bear, all because we do not carry ev’rything to God in prayer!
Today is my Dad’s birthday. He would have been 95. The song below reminds me of him. It was sung at his funeral thirteen years ago. The picture above also reminds me of dad, accept he was a fly fisherman. Dad was most happy fishing. He brought home some awesome trout. Happy Birthday Dad! 🎂
I’m not one to normally take to my bed. But when a couple trying circumstances hit at once that’s just what I did. First were feelings of failure then the loss of power, finally helplessness. I shut the bedroom door and went to bed. I was a wreck.
I believe in God the Father Almighty, Maker of heaven and earth;
And in Jesus Christ His only Son our Lord;
who was conceived by the Holy Spirit,
born of the Virgin Mary,
suffered under Pontius Pilate,
was crucified, dead, and buried;
He descended into hell;
the third day He rose again from the dead;
He ascended into heaven,
and sitteth on the right hand of God the Father Almighty;
from thence He shall come to
judge the living and the dead.
I believe in the Holy Spirit;
the Holy Catholic* Church;
the communion of the saints;
the forgiveness of sin;
the resurrection of the body;
and the life everlasting.
A book¹ I once read quoted this verse, “Those who believe in the Son of God have a testimony of God in them.”² Our testimonies or stories are unique. God wants us to be intentional about sharing them. Mine is about how a church lady became a Christian. This may sound a bit backwards. At the same time, you may relate.
A reader disagreed with my last blog post. It cited scientific research which claims, people reading or listening to the Bible four times a week, are less likely to practice behaviors such as gambling, pornography, drunkenness, and sex outside of marriage.¹ The reader’s argument goes as follows:
I have a sincere conviction that marriage is a covenant agreement between a man and a woman. This conviction is based on the Bible. I believe the Bible is God’s inspired, infallible and authoritative Word.
When the weather got warm the kids in my neighborhood used to play Ante Over. We would say “Annie-Annie Over” then throw a ball over the house. We used different balls but found a baseball worked the best because throwing over the house was quite a ways over.
When the mob descended on the U.S. capitol this week did you wonder what was happening to America? Maybe you have been thinking about this long before Trump-supporters occupied Congress. I know I have.
Do your pastor’s sermons inspire you to live for Jesus? This past week my pastor did just that. The scripture was from Mark 9:14-29. This is the story about the epileptic son that the disciples could not heal.
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