Monday, December 31, 2007

❀ One thought

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"I will never leave you nor forsake you" Hebrews 13:5 KJV

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Lonely... Alone... Many feel that way during the winter season - the holiday season - the season to give, the season to share, to be merry, to be Christ-like.
I have read accounts of people found alone, dead of hypothermia. Not in the mountains, not somewhere lost in the frozen fields, but in the city, in their home. No one missed them, no one noticed soon enough. Heartbreaking. These were alone and lonely people - for the most part elderly or some "different" from most of us. But then again, maybe I am "different" from a lot of you. How do you qualify "different", by who's standard?
From the dictionary on my laptop: 1 not the same as another or each other; unlike in nature, form, or quality : you can play this game in different ways. | ( different from/than) the car is different from anything else on the market. • informal novel and unusual : try something deliciously different. 2 distinct; separate : on two different occasions.
As born again, Holy Ghost filled - baptized in Jesus Name believer, I am different from the world. I now have taken on the same nature as my brothers and sisters, keeping my personality, my culture, my likes and dislikes, my taste and my preferences. We are all one body, one mind and one accord. But I am still me.
Why do some feel lonely or alone? According to the Scriptures, we are never alone. Granted we must do our part and reach for God. But what about the loneliness? Am I doing my part? It is one thing for me to feel lonely, but an entirely different thing for someone to feel lonely when all the while I could have done or said something to warm their heart. A word, a smile, a hug, a hand shake. I do try to be sensitive - but I make lots of mistakes. Recently I offered to pay for the rest of the groceries of the obviously poor young family on front of me at the market - they declined - I should have done it and gave it to them afterwards, the man was embarrassed on front of the clerk.
It is my desire to have a closer walk with the Lord, to be more available to Him, for I know that my hands, my feet need to do and go where He desires. As for my lips... I need help to talk less and listen more. Maybe I am lonely... I'm waiting on Him.

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

❀ The Master's business

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"The fruit of the righteous is life; and he that winneth souls is wise"
Proverbs 11:30 KJV
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It just dawned on me how much the lady I take care of has changed. Is it because of my personal ways? Or by the force of circumstances in her life? Or is Jesus talking to her?
Two years... She has watched me live my life - day in and day out.
In the Scriptures about husbands and wives, we read: "...they also may without the word be won by the conversation of the wives" 1 Peter 3:1 KJV
Living with Jean, is as close as you can get. So I understand it works the same - we are "in private". I see her, she sees me.
Does she see my God?

Monday, December 3, 2007

❀ Let it flow

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It rained.
Cleansing, refreshing, life giving rain.
Everything looks perky after the rain. Nature had a shower. The colors are more vivid and there is obvious signs of new growth. I love the fresh smell after the rain, it's invigorating.


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"... according to his mercy he saved us, by the washing of regeneration, and renewing of the Holy Ghost." Titus 3:5 KJV


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I was thinking about the Holy Ghost rain. Got to have it. Living in this temporary place, in a less than conducive environment, we collect dust and impurities. We need the washing of the Holy Ghost to keep a healthy holy glow. Holy Ghost rain fall on me!!!
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