❀ Forecast

≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ •≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈

The sky changed quickly at sundown - Catalina island from Crystal Cove

≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ •≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈
Farmers look to the sky to plan for the morrow. What will tomorrow be like, looking at the "sky" thru the eyes of the Spirit?
God help us to live according to the signs given to us.
≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ •≈ • ≈ • ≈ •≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ •≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈

≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈
"... ye discern the face of the sky and of the earth; but how is it that ye do no discern this time?" Luke 12:56 KJV
≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈
The fields are white with harvest, we are the laborers. Someone will reap what is ripe - send us, not a few.
≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈ • ≈

❀ Buses full of children

≈ • ≈ Some of of the children who bless us - Christmas banquet ≈ •  ≈

≈ • ≈ • ≈ •≈• ≈ • ≈ •≈• ≈ • ≈ •≈• ≈ • ≈ •≈• ≈ • ≈  • ≈ •≈• ≈ • ≈ •≈• ≈ • ≈ •≈• ≈
"Suffer little children, and forbid them not, to come unto me: for of such is the kingdom of heaven." Matt 19:14 KJV
≈ • ≈ • ≈ •≈• ≈ • ≈ •≈• ≈ • ≈ •≈• ≈ • ≈ •≈• ≈ • ≈  • ≈ •≈• ≈ • ≈ •≈• ≈ • ≈ •≈• ≈

Something has been on my mind for months now. I can't get away from it. I don't want to get away from it. I want it to become reality. Buses. At least one to start. 15 passenger van? It will be full before we drive out of the cul-de-sac.
We need a bus!!! Why not 2 buses? I need a bus!!!
See, for over a year, we've been bringing kids to Sunday School and stuff. Sometimes, it takes 3 cars, Crystal and I can take 7 and Bro Don-André takes the others. At times, their parents have dropped them off at church if we cannot take them all. Besides our regulars, several of their friends came but I'm finding out that they know we do not have enough room. Would they all come if we had a bus? I believe so, and more with them.
At prayer meeting last night, something happened. My heart was so heavy as I wept for the children in my area. I know that there are thousands who have never been in the presence of God and felt His love through human arms. I want to bring them, a dozen at a time, a bus full at a time.
I spoke my burden to my daughter - I've got a driver. I'll ride too. Let's go - I'm ready.

❀ Adam's rib - wedding pictures

≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈••≈≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈


≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈••≈≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈
"And the Lord said, It is not good that the man should be alone; I will make him a help meet for him" Gen. 2:18 KJV
≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈••≈≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈Went to a wedding today. I cannot think of a more joyous occasion than the marriage of two precious Saints of God. Two young people, in love with each other, but in love with Jesus first. My heart is happy for them. I have known the bride since her family came to the Truth not too many years ago, first generation. She is a beautiful women, on fire for God, who has kept herself and waited for the one prepared for her.
It made me think of the Church - the Bride - without spots or wrinkles - waiting on the soon coming of the Groom. The Marriage Supper of the Lamb, I want to sit at that table, it will be glorious, my mind cannot imagine the beauty. But I know that it will last for ever.

❀ From me

No picture today. I am "technically challenged". Hopefully this will be remedied soon.

≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈
"A good man leaveth an inheritance to his children's children" Proverbs 12:22 KJV
≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈

It must be the perspective of another birthday soon or maybe just the general feeling all around me, but I am thinking about heritage, legacy.
I have in my possession a ladies watch that belong to my grandfather's grandmother... plates from the early 1800's... several pieces of furniture from the same era... all part of who I am. The table where I am sitting now speaks to me of my roots - hand made in the mid-1800's - used by my mother's grandparents.

No one walked with the Lord before me in my family (that I know of).
How different everything would have been if God had been part of our heritage.

For my great grand children, will it be pictures? Certainly. Letters, cards? Yes. Hand knitted or crocheted pretties? Yes. Dolls, china, crystal, books... ? Some.
What about my walk with God?
Last night we heard about the Bible, my Bible, as the most precious heritage. Funny how the Lord speaks to us to make sure that we get it clear. I got it. I'm thinking. Speak Master, help me to hear and heed.

❀ One thought

•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•



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

•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•

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.

❀ The Master's business

~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~



"The fruit of the righteous is life; and he that winneth souls is wise"
Proverbs 11:30 KJV
~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~

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?

❀ Let it flow

~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~
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.


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


~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~
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!!!
~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~