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This was shown at our church, Scottsdale Bible Church, last Sunday morning. So inspiring. I hope you will watch it.
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ANGELS UNAWARES

I don't know about you, but I have often pondered the above scripture and wondered exactly what it meant. I've heard explanations but I still don't really know. It is an intriguing thought though and so I decided to share a poem on the subject by Helen Steiner Rice. 

UNAWARE, WE PASS HIM BY

On life's busy thoroughfares
We meet with angels unawares―
But we are too busy to listen or hear,
Too busy to sense that God is near,
Too busy to stop and recognize
The grief that lies in another's eyes,
Too busy to help or share,
Too busy to sympathize or care
Too busy to do the good things we should,
Telling ourselves we would if we could.
But life is too swift and the pace is too great
And we dare not pause for we might be late
For our next appointment which means so much.
We are willing to brush off the Savior's touch.
And we tell ourselves there will come a day
We will have more time to pause on our way.
But before we know it "life's sun has set"
And we passed the Savior but never met.
For hurrying along life's thoroughfare
We passed Him by and remained unaware
That within the very sight of our eye, Unnoticed, the Son of God passed by.

                                              Helen Steiner Rice 

I was hungry - a Christian perspective
Jesus taught that when we do good deeds for the weak and downtrodden, it's as if we are helping Jesus himself. Here, he makes it clear that he values kindness done to stranger and to those who struggle to make ends meet.
http://biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%2025:35&version=NIV
"The Least of These" in the Bible: Matthew 25:35-41
One of Jesus' most interesting teachings is that our commitment to him can be measured by how we treat other people, especially people who have been rejected by society for one reason or another. If we say we love Jesus but can't be bothered to show love to those in need, how genuine can our love for Jesus really be?
http://biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matt.25.35-Matt.25.41&version=NIV

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SUNSHINE OF JOY

I was wondering what I should post on my blog so I was looking at the books in our bookcase and one of them caught my eye. It was a little Helen Steiner Rice book called Sunshine of Joy. We have so much sunshine here where we live ― not only in the summer but year around. So I took the book down and opened it. I know I have seen this book before because we've had it for years, but we have so many books that I have not looked at it in a long time. It was almost as if I'd never seen it before. Could be my age I guess. I do forget a few things. LOL
Any way, back to the book. My goodness ― so many wonderful poems. The one I chose to share today is called Warm Our Hearts With Thy Love.

Warm Our Hearts With Thy Love

                    Oh God, who made the summer

                              and warmed the earth with beauty,

                    Warm our hearts with gratitude

                              and devotion to our duty.

                    For in this age of violence,

                              rebellion and defiance

                    We've forgotten the true meaning

                              of "dependable reliance."

                    We have lost our sense of duty

                              and our sense of values, too,

                    and what was once unsanctioned

                              no longer is taboo.

                    Our standards have been lowered

                              and we resist all discipline

                    And our vision has been narrowed

                              and blinded to all sin.

                    Oh, put the summer brightness

                              in our closed, unseeing eyes

                    So in the careworn faces

                              that we pass we'll recognize

                    The heartbreak and the loneliness,

                              the trouble and despair

                    That a word of understanding 

                              would make easier to bear.

                    Oh, God, look down on our cold hearts

                              and warm them with Your love,

                    And grant us Your forgiveness

                              which we're so unworthy of.

                                            -Helen Steiner Rice

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Number Your Days

Each time a senseless tragedy occurs as it did this week, we are reminded that we never know when our days here on earth will be over. I know people who were going to see the Batman movie that night had no idea it could be their last night on earth. For many people, it was their last night. In light of that, I chose to share a short devotion by Joel Osteen in his little book called Your Best Life Begins Each Morning.

"So, teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom."

Psalm 90:12 NKJV

OUR TIME HERE ON EARTH Is so short. What a shame it would be to allow something that happened in the past to ruin one more day. If you get stuck in a traffic jam, which you can't undo, know that God is still in control. If somebody offends you, your attitude should be. I'm not going to let it sour the rest of my day. No, I'm traveling light; I'm not going to carry any extra burdens.

        I've made up my mind to do my best to enjoy every single day. I may make mistakes, things may not always go my way, I may  be disappointed at times, but I've made a decision that I'm not going to allow what does or doesn't happen to me steal my joy and keep me from God's abundant life. - Joel Osteen

As important as it may be to not let anything or anyone steal or joy, there is something that is far more important. How we spend our time here on earth will affect where we spend eternity. Our years here on earth are at best very very short. And eternity is ― well, FOREVER. Most of us spend way too much time figuring out ways to make our life here more pleasant and too little time thinking about and planning for eternity. .... Just something to think about. ... Seriously ...

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54 YEARS

Here we are — 54 years ago. Of course there have been ups and downs as in any marriage or in any relationship for that matter. But we are growing old together and I think we're just about there (old).  Thank you, God, and thank you Clif for a great 54 years. Our kids took us to Hawaii to celebrate our 50th. Our daughter says they are talking about taking us back for our 60th. Wow, I like that idea. Besides blessing us with each other, God has blessed us with a wonderful daughter and  a wonderful son. In fact, we have been blessed in so many ways that I couldn't even begin to count them.

I'm glad God instituted marriage. Here are a few scriptures on that subject. 

1. Genesis 2:24
   That is why a man leaves his father and mother and is united to his wife, and they become one flesh.
   Genesis 2:23-25 (in Context) Genesis 2 (Whole Chapter) Other Translations
2. Matthew 19:5
   and said, ‘For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and the two will become one flesh’ ?
   Matthew 19:4-6 (in Context) Matthew 19 (Whole Chapter) Other Translations
3. Mark 10:7
   ‘For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife,
   Mark 10:6-8 (in Context) Mark 10 (Whole Chapter) Other Translations
4. Ephesians 5:31
   “For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and the two will become one flesh.”
   Ephesians 5:30-32 (in Context) Ephesians 5 (Whole Chapter) Other Translations

You really cannot improve on God's plan although people do keep trying to change it. 

I posted the following video/book a couple of years ago but thought I'd share it again. 

God Bless America?

Patriotism is being displayed in the United States this week as flags will be flying all over the place in celebration of our independence. Americans have been celebrating since way back in 1776. There are some in our country now though, who think we should not honor this day, or the flag. Seems it is getting more popular with the PC crowd (and I don't mean personal computer) to want to do away with any displays of allegiance to America. Who would have ever thought that saying the Pledge of Allegiance in our schools would ever be challenged? They managed to take the Bible and God out of our public schools. Next it will probably be against the law to display the American flag in our classrooms. After all, it might offend somebody. Well, I know someone who is terribly offended, and the liberal left couldn't care less. That someone is me. I am offended that in order to keep from offending one person that thousands, and probably millions, like me are offended.

Back to the title of this post. My opinion is that God has blessed America like He has blessed no other country in the history of the world. He has blessed America because it was founded on the principles found in His book. He was acknowledged in our government. He was acknowledged in our schools, in our homes and in our churches and synagogues. In God We Trust has been our national motto. Now I'm wondering, "Is God withdrawing his blessings from America?" I was impressed with the response that Billy Graham's daughter Anne Lotz made after 9/11. When asked why she thinks God would allow something like this to happen, Lotz replied, "I say God is also angry when he sees something like this. I would say also for several years now Americans in a sense have shaken their fist at God and said, God, we want you out of our schools, our government, our business, we want you out of our marketplace. And God, who is a gentleman, has just quietly backed out of our national and political life, our public life. Removing his hand of blessing and protection. We need to turn to God first of all and say, God, we're sorry we have treated you this way and we invite you now to come into our national life. We put our trust in you. We have our trust in God on our coins, we need to practice it." I certainly agree with her. I hope America wakes up before it's too late. If we want God to bless America, America had better start blessing God.

God's Favor

Joel Osteen writes good stuff. Today I'm sharing a devotion from his little book entitled Your Best Life Begins Each Morning.

The title is Never Rule Out God's Favor.

Though the fruit tree not blossom, nor fruit be on the vines; though the labor of the olive may fail, and the fields yield no food; though the flock may be cut off from the fold, and there be no herd in the stalls — yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my salvation. Habakkuk 3:17-18 NKJV

If you have read the book of Job, you realize that although his suffering began in chapter 1, he was not delivered and healed until chapter 42. But from the very beginning, in the darkest moments, Job was saying "God, I don't care what the situation looks like. You are a good God. Your favor is going to turn this situation around."

Friend, you may be in circumstances today that look impossible, but never rule out the favor of God. Stay in an attitude of faith. God promises that good things will come to you.

Thank you, Joel Osteen, for your insight. Many people are going through trying times right now. I hope this little devotional will be of help and comfort if it applies to you.

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FALLEN CACTI

Who knew that a Barrel cactus would break off and fall over if they leaned too far? Who knew Barrel cacti had a tendency to lean? We found it out the hard way. Dear friends of ours gave us the cacti and even planted them for us over 20 years ago. They were tiny then. They grew and grew, and then one day we saw one of them laying down on the rocks. A short time later (probably about a month) the second one bit the dust (or I mean rocks). Now, how to get them moved was the question. They are EXTREMELY heavy. And those needles are sooo sharp.

Clif is good at figuring out how to fix things, so he set his mind to figuring out what to do. Here's the result.

Cut (saw) them into "manageable" size chunks.

Haul them around to the side of the house to await their turn in the trash can.

Then take a little break in the shade with a glass of ice water.

The goal: Get them all moved before the forecast high of 112º.

That Totem Pole cactus is leaning too. Is it just a matter of time? The Saguaro cactus is nice and straight.  I don't think it is in jeopardy. The Saguaro is "king of the cactuses (cacti)" These cacti were all planted at the same time about 22 years ago.

We love our desert - even when there are problems.

Father's Are Wonderful People

Happy Father's Day to all father's who read this post. A special Happy Father's Day to the father of my two children. I'm sure they both would tell you they couldn't have asked for a better dad. We will be so blessed to spend this special day with them.

Clif always smiles and even laughs a little when I share a Helen Steiner Rice poem, because back when he was the pastor of our last church and I was secretary we often needed "filler" for our newsletter. He would many times come up with one of her poems. One day I told him I thought we shared too many Helen Steiner Rice poems. Now I'm thinking "maybe not." LOL I think I appreciate her poems more now than I did then. That was over 12 years ago. Anyway, now I find myself sharing many of her poems on my blog. Here's one about fathers.

Fathers Are Wonderful People

                              Fathers are wonderful people
                                   too little understood,
                              And we do not sing their praises
                                   as often as we should . . .
                              And fathers struggle daily
                                   to live up to "his image"
                              As protector and provider  
                                   and "hero of the scrimmage" . . .
                              And perhaps that is the reason
                                   we sometimes get the notion
                              That fathers are not subject
                                   to the thing we call emotion,
                              But if you look inside Dad's heart,
                                   where no one else can see,
                              You'll find he's sentimental
                                   and as "soft" as he can be. . .
                              Fathers are just wonderful
                                   in a million different ways,
                              And they merit loving compliments
                                   and accolades of praise,
                              For the only reason Dad aspires
                                   to fortune and success
                              Is to make the family proud of him
                                   and to bring them happiness.
                              And like Our Heavenly Father,
                                   he's a guardian and a guide,
                              Someone that we can count on
                                   to be always on our side.
                                               - Helen Steiner Rice

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I'm a Winner

So, the mail truck stopped in front of our house. I assumed it was to bring Clif a book because that is what is usually delivered to our house. But no. It wasn't even a package for Clif at all. It was a package for me. Then I remembered that I had won a giveaway from Linda http://lmarandomcreativity.blogspot.com/ and I could hardly wait to open it. Here's what the package contained.

Wow, I haven't journaled in some time, but now I intend to begin again. Thank you, Linda for your thoughtful and beautiful creation.

Linda wrote this on the first page.

 And here was the lovely card enclosed.

Love this tag as well. Wow.

Wow, the blessings just continue to flow for me. I am sooo very blessed. If you aren't familiar with Linda's blog, I suggest you go there. There is no end to her creativity.

p.s. Thanks, Linda. I scanned my name on the envelope for a signature. I like it.

MY GOD IS NO STRANGER

It's June. Can it really be June already? Yes, time is marching on. Mother's Day is past, Memorial Day 2012 is history, and soon it will be Father's Day. No, this is not going to be a Father's Day post. Well, maybe in a way it is. Every day is Father's Day if you think of it like this: God is our Father and every day is His day. I was wondering what to post for Spiritual Sundays for this week, and as I often do, I picked up one of Helen Steiner Rice's books of poetry. I still can't believe she wrote so many wonderful poems. The first one my eyes fell on when I opened the book was a poem entitled My God Is No Stranger. So ― guess what? That's the one I'm sharing today. I hope it will be a blessing to you as it is to me.

My God Is No Stranger

God is no stranger in a faraway place,
He's as close as the wind that blows 'cross my face.
It's true I can't see the wind as it blows
But I feel it around me and my heart surely knows
That God's mighty hand can be felt every minute
For there is nothing on earth that God isn't in it ―
The sky and the stars, the waves and the sea,
The dew on the grass, the leaves on a tree
Are constant reminders of God and His nearness,
Proclaiming His presenced with crystal like clearness.
So how could I think God was far, far away
When I feel Him beside me every hour of the day?
And I've plenty of reasons to know God's my Friend
And this is one friendship that time cannot end!
                                Helen Steiner Rice

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HAPPY MEMORIAL DAY

                   

FREEDOM IS NOT FREE

                    by Kelly Strong

                    I watched the flag pass by one day.

            It fluttered in the breeze.
            A young Marine saluted it,
            and then he stood at ease.
            I looked at him in uniform
            So young, so tall, so proud,
            He'd stand out in any crowd.
            I thought how many men like him
            Had fallen through the years.
            How many died on foreign soil?
            How many mothers' tears?
            How many pilots' planes shot down?
            How many died at sea?
            How many foxholes were soldiers' graves?
            No, freedom isn't free.

            I heard the sound of TAPS one night,
            When everything was still
            I listened to the bugler play
            And felt a sudden chill.
            I wondered just how many times
            That TAPS had meant "Amen,"
            When a flag had draped a coffin
            Of a brother or a friend.
            I thought of all the children,  
            Of the mothers and the wives,
            Of fathers, sons and husbands
            With interrupted lives.
            I thought about a graveyard
            At the bottom of the sea
            Of unmarked graves in Arlington.
                           No, freedom isn't free.

In reading this poem and thinking about this holiday, I am reminded that freedom definitely is not free. I'm reminded of the great price the Son of God paid for our freedom from sin. Memorial Day has a special meaning for me because it was on Memorial Day 1948 that I was baptized. That was definitely one of the best days of my life and one I will never forget even though that was many years ago and I was just 11 years old.  

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