Hello all. It is a rainy day here in Houston, Texas. Thank God for the rain. We truly need it.
I have been listening to a series from White Dove Fellowship Church in Harvey, LA, (pastor, Mike Mille (me lay)) dealing with being blessed conscious as Christians. The Bible has many, many promises for us as believers in Christ Jesus. Some say over 7,000 promises are for us in Scripture.
As I listened, and re-listened, to Mille’s sermons with titles such as “Be Blessed Conscious”, Do it Now”, “Let it Go Now” and “Significant”, I got to thinking about the abundance of life as a Christian, specifically the supernatural abundance. Christ says He came so that we might have life and have it abundantly. Continue reading →
Hoping all is well with you and yours.
One of the few things in life I hate are daily news programs (maybe hate is too strong an emotion; maybe utter disdain is a better description). I find ‘them’ to be so negative, depressing and lacking (most of the time, anything good. Even the weather forecasters present the dreary before the beauty. And if there is anything good, or positive, or uplifting to report such encouragement typically comes within the last few minutes of the ‘news’. Its’ presentation is almost hypnotic, especially the cable news broadcasting – so repetitive in nature, so opinionated. When did news become someone’s viewpoint?
Today, I happened to look at the TV screen when the news broad-caster mentioned something about someone jumping to their death from a bridge in Los Angeles, CA., and I thought WOW… How can life get so bad that you want to end it? I know life has its issues, but to end such a precious thing, something that we had nothing to do with; and I thought what was wrong, where was this person’s hope, his support; did they not feel loved? Why was this person so despairing of life? Continue reading →
Today is your birthday and I have pondered what to give you, but what do you give someone who has everything and really doesn’t need anything? On the day you were born, I recall you were given gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh by the Magi, the Wise men from the East. They came to honor you as you lay in a manger, a little bitty thang, all wrapped up in swaddling clothes. Who, but your Father, knew that you would grow up to be such a humble, loving and honorable man? Not even your mother knew the height and the depth of your love! How special you were; how special you continue to be all these years later. I know your Father is proud of you. You are such an obedient son and in your lifetime, You have given so much. Continue reading →
This week I re-watched “The Passion of The Christ“. It was almost unbearable to watch Jesus’ constant beating. Can you imagine carrying a cross, wearing a crown of thorns, your face draped in blood and suffering the way Jesus did? I cannot fathom what must have been indescribable, excruciating pain – having something wicked rake your flesh down to the bone time and time again. Can you imagine yourself in that suffering, being spit on, mocked and betrayed by one you loved when you have committed no crime, done no wrong? Can you imagine having to go through all that and not utter a word? To endure torture to save the souls of people unknown to you and to acquiesce to such treatment – could you do what Jesus did?
Jesus died for me. Jesus died for you.
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Just listening to a program on 102.9 KAJN-FM, Crowley, LA (one of my fav radio stations) and the hosts of the program Family Talk are bantering back and forth with tell-tale stories of their moms. Their storytelling got me to thinking about my mom and mother’s day.
My mom is in her eighties: vibrant, beautiful, fiery, polished and a little ‘streetish’. Our relationship is interesting. I am the elder of three kids: our relationship is love, tolerance, high strung, emotional, and borders on the side of something I really can’t describe. I know my mom loves me. Even in the hardest periods of our relationship, I always knew and felt my mother’s love and support, and I am reminded of scripture that reads, “Honor your father and your mother, that your days may be long in the land that the LORD your God is giving you.” It is a commandment with a promise.
My mother cleaned other people’s homes for a living and boy, did she clean well. To this day, I cannot replicate the perfection in which she makes any bed. There is never a wrinkle to be found on any bed my mom makes – not in the sheets, pillowcases nor bed coverings. She taught me to clean, and to be clean. We Louisianians have a saying, “Don’t eat everyone’s food; don’t eat at everyone’s table.” A lesson learned from my mom – if you wanna know if someone is clean – check out their stoves and their toilets: a clean person will have a clean stove, and a clean toilet. I taught my children the same, and I pray they teach the same to their children.
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