A Plea and a Prayer[Play Pretty Children]

At the head of the hollow, in fair West Virginia ,sat Grandma’s house, neath a hugh hickory tree,

A humble little dwelling, with chickens and a garden, a grape arbor, and her precious plum trees,

On each side of her house, her children built homes, so her grandchildren, always were near,

She raised food and flowers, and was the heart of her ‘clan’, surrounded, by all she held dear,

We could play in the cellar, the woods or the toilet, anywhere, besides her plum trees,

I made that mistake once, and that sweet angels hand, made a lasting impression, on me,

She’d fix us a sandwich, of canned milk and sugar, for a treat, on a hot summer day,

Sit in her swing, like a queen on her throne, smiling, and watching us play,

When us kids would argue, her eyes would grow sad, “Play Pretty children”, she’d say,

Her eyes touched our hearts, so we’d settle the fight, none could bear to hurt Grandma, that way,

Those words were oft spoken, and we’d try to oblige, but the meaning, of her words passed us by,

“Play pretty children”, was a mystery to us all, but her demeanor, made us give it a try,

It was many years later, before her sweet words, were finally understood, by me,

About the same time, my two darling daughters, were old enough, to disagree,

“Play pretty children”,slipped from my lips, and I at last understood, the mystery,

It’s a plea and a prayer, from the ‘ Heart ‘ of the clan, that the children, all live peacefully,

With each passing year, the depth of those words, lay heavy, on this Grandmas heart,

So I’ve shared them with you, so you may agree too, this plea, and this prayer to impart.

                                         Play Pretty Children

for Lula Bell Maxwell Davis                     c.d.m. 9/9/09

With all the debate, inside the church, as well as in the world today, these words have come to my mind frequently. While I believe the debate is needful to establish Truth and reason, I believe we must keep our hearts, in the love of God. Stand for sure, but stand in Love. The word tells us to speak the truth ‘in love’ .Not with the purpose of proving” our ”point, or proving another wrong. But that we may all come into the unity of the faith, and the heart of ‘ Truth’, because of’ Love’. That is the only way debate is effective, only ‘Love’ never fails. I believe with all my heart the non-denominational, non-party, Heart of ‘Our Father’,is whispering,”Play Pretty Children”. I can’t bear to hurt Him that way,,,                     Cheryl

Watch Out for Poison,

                                                        Maude Clarise Belle,

In life, there are many sad stories, lived out, and then told and retold,

If we listen, and pay close attention, their wisdom, bears more weight than gold,

Such is the case, in this story, of a girl called, Maude Clarise Belle,

Someone, I have loved very deeply, with sadness,her story I’ll tell,

She was born, into a large family, the 4th child, amidst all the rest,

While the bolder ones, vied for attention, Maude Clarise, would settle for less,

She created,her own world to live in,books and creatures,were her dearest friends,

While her siblings, danced in the spotlight, Maude Clarise, recoiled deeper within,

In the clamor of life, no one noticed, how silent, Maude Clarise had grown,

She had never cried out, for attention,so her anguish was sadly, unknown,

As the others moved on and flew from the nest, Maude Clarise, let life, pass her by,

Til a scoundrel, came home with her brother,and caught, Maude Clarise’s eye,

At the age of 23,she’d grown up naive, an innocent, to the way’s of bad men,

The callous galoot, had a way with the women, and set out to reel,Maude Clarise in,

He needed a slave, to tend to his home,his children,and other base needs,

So he scooped her up,and married her quickly,before she could learn, of his deeds,

The sweet little ‘house wren’,opened her heart,and completely,let the oaf fill that place,

For a time, she put  all into that union, til she vanished,leaving no trace,

Don’t get me wrong, she’s still alive, well, her shadow still can be found,

But since the divorce,the old Maude Clarise, has never more, come around,

Now she’s an aggressive, ungiving soul, her heart echo’s,’never again’,

Her nature now favors,a harsh’ bird of prey’, instead of, a little’ house wren’,

Her children,have grown up in her shadow, believing, it’s how it must be,

This story, of Maude Clarise Belle’s life ,is a very sad story, to me,

                                                              c.d.m.8/18/09

Hebrew’s 12:15; Looking diligently lest any man fail of the grace of God, lest any root of bitterness springing up trouble you, and thereby many be defiled;

This poem is based on a true story,an on going story. How ever there is still life, so there is still hope. Bitterness, stands out in sweet surroundings,it’s a shock to the taste-buds,a slap to the heart. As the scripture says,it springs up, denoting suddenly. When something bitter pops up [so to speak] from our lips or even just in our thoughts,we need to take note and begin to dig and’uproot’,that root,before it spreads.[the word tell's us,'For out of the abundance of the heart,the mouth speaks'] For a ‘root’ of bitterness has vining tendency’s and will cling to what ever is near,thereby defiling others.Vines don’t consider the host, they are clinging to and climbing over.They just want to survive,bitter vines want to thrive and multiply.Please pray for Maude[fake name],and pray one for another,that we not be overcome with evil,but overcome evil with good.     Cheryl

Rambo’s Next Big Adventure,

I was watching a movie, with my hubby one night,

As you may well guess, it was about a bloody fight,

It was the second, or third in a trilogy,

But I swear, every script is the same to me,

They are stories of a soldier, from a war long ago,

Seems he can’t escape the warfare, no matter where he may go,

Perhaps you’ve heard of him, or his legend you know,

He’s been around for a while, his name is Johnny Rambo,

He’s traveled round the world, just seeking to find peace,

But trouble always finds him, so the warfare does not cease,

In the last show he returned home, down a quiet country lane,

I thought that sedate life style, will probably drive him insane,

He’ll be looking for some action, I bet in no time at all,

Sittin close to the phone, just in case he gets a call,

In hopes his old commander, maybe cooks up a plan,

That requires the special training, of a military man,

I considered his problem, and the thought occurred to me,

If Rambo makes another movie, this is what the plot could be,

He’ll get a call from his commander, and the D.N.C.,

To come and fight those” angry mobs”, involved in ‘Tea Party’s’,

It could shake up the plot, give the script a new twist,

When those angry protesters, meet Rambo’s fist,

I mean what do they think,’ that it’s a free country’?

No….

 Not unless you are a member, of  the D.N.C.

                                            c.d.m.8/09

Just a funny thought,we must laugh,or all we will do is cry. I still believe God is on His throne and prayer works. Keep it peaceful ‘angry mobs’,and keep speaking out Americans.                                                  Cheryl

A Page from my Journal, Saving Grace,

                                            Saving  Grace,

What is the story Lord, in little Grace’s life? She is almost 2 months old now, and most of that 2 mos.she has been so ill.  My heart and life has been poured into her for the last 3 weeks.Every day cleaning her,and turning her[so she doesn't get any more sores] Trying to get her to eat,after being a breast baby the first 4 weeks of her sad little life.  The two days a week,that I have to work[24 hours],I round up my kids,and friends and neighbors[all dear] to set with her,pray for her,and just let her know she is loved. Then I go to work and worry, I know,I know,we are not suppose to worry.But it is hard Lord. I try to hold on to the dream I had, of her walking out into the sunlight of normalcy, my husband pointing it out to me. The elation I felt at the sight of that. Was that dream from You Lord? I am trying to believe. But it is very difficult when it is staring you in the face everyday.   You Lord have seen me through so much in my life. Why does it seem so hard to believe now? I know it’s not just me dealing with this. For many of my”Word of Faith” friends get that same “ghost like” look in their eyes, like”OH God don’t ask me to pray”.While many of my friends who have not been taught as much, are pressing into’ hope’ at least.  What is ailing us Lord, we believe, help our unbelief. I don’t like having doubt, wondering, not being at rest in You. I really don’t like seeing the same symptoms on the face’s of those I love. So what is, the story or lesson to be learned in little Grace’s life Lord? I hope it is “How my faithful loving Father,always comes through,that nothing is to difficult for Him,and to see Grace restored to fullness of life, this side of Glory. But regardless of the outcome, to stay in peace and trust that You Father always do what is best.And to grow in my faith in You. To see faith renewed in the hearts of all those who have prayed and labored to save baby Grace.  I know she’s just a little animal, a calf, if healthy and weaned worth about half of what we have invested in her.With the vets. and medicine, and special foods.Not to mention the blood, sweat, and lots of tears.    I’ve pondered through out this battle,’how do those with sick children bear it?’ Oh God, if a calf’s illness can turn my world upside down, what would an ill child or loved one, do to someone? How do they bear the suffering?  There have been those from the beginning,who said “a bullet would be the best thing you could do for that calf”. Many think its stupid to try to save Grace. But how do you turn love off, and give up? I look at her and she looks up, and smells me, and licks me as she would her mommy,and I am armed for the next leg of the battle.Right when I am ready to give up she endears herself afresh. The really scary part is the growing number of people with the same mindset towards human life. They say,”Turn off the machine,stop the feeding”. When will it become common to hear,”A bullet [or pill] would be the ‘best’ or ‘kindest’ thing you could do for them”?[Don't laugh,at those who speak of 'Death List's',the National Right to Life has tried to warn the public since the early eighties of such plans,it is the 'natural progression' of the loss of respect for life that gained ground with Roe v Wade.] Save all the money,effort and and care for those who are of value.What if you suddenly become of less value or productivity? Well, what if it were your child,or mother,or friend,would you care then? What is the lesson Lord,in baby Grace’s life?                                                        Cheryl 8/25

Grace is a 7 week old angus calf. She developed infection in her navel[first one in 30 yrs. of cattle rearing]the infection went into her joints. They call it septic arthritis.   Please pray for Grace, and pray for grace on our nation.

[On August 28th,we had to give up the fight for baby Grace,the infection returned with a vengeance.She grew weaker daily,and we had to gently put her to sleep.We all shed a lot of tears and loved her right to the end.When my husband buried her [I couldn't watch] he said they laid her down like she was bedding down for the night. Thank you,thank you to all those who helped with the care of Grace,and may God richly bless you each one.May we all grasp the lesson to be learned, from Grace touching our lives.]

 

 

 

 

 

A Simple Thanks,,

Lord thank You, for the sunshine, that is dancing on my skin,

Thank You, for Your gentle touch,that’s carried on the wind,

Thank You, for the smell of flowers,and freshly sweet mowed hay,

Thank You Lord, is what  today,I feel the need to say,

I know to often, I forget, or think  You have been told,

How grateful,that my heart is, because You keep me in Your fold,

I don’t want to take for granted,all the blessing’s, that You shower,

Or how You, hold me in Your hand’s,and keep me by Your power,

It seems so small an offering,that I could give, to You,

You ask so little Lord, and so a simple thanks,will do.  

                                                                                                                        c.d.m.8/8/09

Thankfulness, giving of thanks,I am speaking more of a heart attitude,than a ‘religious act prior to meals’.All tho I’m not saying we should not give thanks.[a practice the Lord partook of ] I am saying it is definitely, a condition of heart that will produce actions. When we cease to be thankful,[ and I have at times] we can trace it back to a time when we felt, He had let us down. A prayer SEEMED to go unanswered,an expectation fizzled out. Thankfulness rests  in a bed of peace,and trust’s in our Lord’s abiding faithfulness, as it’s blanket. Any seeming contrary evidence to the opposite, should be confronted,and settled in prayer.Never ignored, and left to sow seed’s of doubt or unbelief. For every seed does bring forth fruit, after it’s own kind, just as the Lord designed in the beginning. 

   [ Romans 14vs.17 ] The Kingdom [ruling reign] of God is not meat and drink,[outward act's of religion ] BUT righteousness, and peace, and joy in the Holy Ghost.

  All condition’s of the heart, stemming from a right relationship with Abba.Do we really let Him reign,trusting Him to know what is best.Abiding in His Kingdom, is just that, faith in,and staying under, His RULE. Even at times when it seems like things are not what ‘we’ expected.If we know, and trust in His Father’s heart,and will for us, it will produce peace, and the fruit of peace,JOY..Peace and joy produce’s ‘thankfulness’.Pursue it, and offer a simple ‘thanks’.

                                                                                                                              Cheryl

a cry,from the Lilly bed,,

                                                  A cry, from the Lilly Bed,  

It seems as tho the Lilly beds, been silent, far to long,  

Without the sounds of laughter,and the chorus, of Love songs,   

The once still peaceful waters,have been troubled, here of late,  

For from the bank’s, blow woeful winds,proclaiming unsure fates,

The Lillie’s petals have withdrawn, to hide amidst, the greenery,   

Their beauty fails to be displayed,to grace the garden, scenery,

When Beloved enters there to feed,and behold, their loveliness,

He finds His garden in disarray, the Lillie’s, in distress,

Then He begins to calm them, and bring them back, in to His rest,

Speaks ‘Wind’s be still,you can not curse,those whom I have blessed’,

Slowly petal’s will unfurl, drawn, towards His Light,

To dance amidst reflection’s, on the pond,til morning light,

Softly at first their voice’s rise, and blend, in harmony,

To sing for the Beloved, a joyful,’ Son Light Rhapsody’.

                                                                                                                  c.d.m.8/8/09

Song of Solomon 6 vs.3

I am my Beloved’s,and my Beloved is mine: He feedeth among the lilies.

 

 

 

 

 

 

                     

A Sad Good-bye to Yesteryear,,,

                                    Today is a Good Old Day,,

In life there’s many story’s told, if you have  an ear to hear,

Today I hear so many tho, sadly compared to yesteryear,

When everything seemed better, hope was renewed every day,

But I wonder if back then, that is what we’d hear them say,

Or then as now did they complain, of the difficulties of the times,

The long forgotten miseries,that some how slip our minds,

I too have often thought, that things were better way back when,

And so missed the blessings of the day,I now know that is sin,

Each day is filled with blessings, if we have eyes to see,

It seems it all depends on where our focus is, to me,

Hope does spring eternal,when our eyes are on the Lord,

Who said to’ give our cares to Him’, and have our hope restored.

                               Today is a ‘good old day’,,,

                                                                                                                       c.d.m.8/7/09

Why, there is not more Dancing..

 

I recently, republished a post from last year ‘ Dancing in His Light’. A post about my Grandmother,her life and influence on me as a child. Her generation didn’t have all the ‘revelation word’,that mine has received,much less what the younger ones are blessed with today. Yet they seemed to reflect a calm assurance and faith, that few share today. I ponder this often. Was it that they never expected to’ have life and life abundant’ as we’ve learned is our’ kingdom right’ ?Who are the blessed ones,we who have learned of these promises, but not how to appropriate them? Or those ones who never heard,and so excepted what life offered. I believe the Bible,when it records ‘My people perish for a lack of knowledge’.I believe revelation is progressive,and knowledge is being increased,as fortold  in the book of Daniel.I also believe we are,’ in this world, but not of it’ as the word states. At the same time we seem to have missed something, showing us how to walk in all those declarations concerning us,’ The Blessed of the Lord’. With all that is happening in the world today, it comes near us, if not right out touching us. How do we dance in the midst of these harrowing times?

I once wrote a song called,’Behold the Lamb’.While writing I viewed Jesus[in my minds eye] dancing to the cross.I know that image doesn’t correspond with the scripture’s record of Him stumbling beneath the weight. One  gospel records,a man even helped Him with the load for a time. But what I was seeing, was His heart,while His body, heart, and soul, was struggling with all He had endured, the journey,and with the knowledge of what was to come, His ’spirit man’ was dancing.Dancing in the vision of the future,when He would indeed be ‘ The First born, of Many Brethern’.When He would receive His reward and inheritance,,,US!! When trials come and I think on these things,some how my feet get lighter,and if I don’t dance,I at least leap,a little..

 

Behold the Lamb, Prepared from the foundation,and sent forth from the Father, to redeem His lost creation, Behold the lamb,

 Oh our eyes have yet to see, and our ears have yet to hear, Only then will our hearts ever comprehend,the Love that caused our Father God,to send Him here, Behold the Lamb,,

For when our eyes, meet His, and we behold Him, face to face, We will offer up this life, to be consumed without a trace, And we will then be changed,as in a twinkle of an eye, No more concerned for this life, should we live, or should we die, But only that, we must, Behold the lamb,,

Behold the Lamb, as He dances toward the slaughter,,and rejoices in the knowing, His sacrifice, will please the Father,Behold the lamb,

For with His eye upon the prize, He has set His face as flint,Yielding not to the voice’s of compromise, He offers not a word up in His own defence, Behold the Lamb,,

c.d.m 2000

dancing in His light,,,

Why is there not more dancing?  I’m not speaking of the different,forms of dance,that has come on the scene in recent years..I’m all for it if it’s purpose is to glorify the Lord…I’m speaking of the child like heart of joyful {not always graceful } expressions of love to the Father, I grew up seeing…My Grandmother was one such child of God..I remember seeing her,prance off to the out house,for privacy. She’d be in there a while,escaping the countless grandkids and our friends,who always gathered {some times lived } at her house..Every once in a while she’d dance out,the toilet,no longer able to contain her joy..She was 70ish always singing songs to the Lord and any one else in earshot…She’d born 8 children,buried 4 of them and 2 husbands..And yet she still had a dance in her…Wow that’s steadfast trust and endurance…I am a grandma now,and I hope I can grow up to be just a little like her,,,and I hope with all my heart,my grandkids remember me dancing in His light…Psalms 149:2-3,,Let Israel rejoice in Him that made him,let the children of Zion be joyful in thier King…Let them praise His name in the DANCE,let them sing praises unto Him with the timbrel and harp…No matter what is going on in this world,there should be more dancing…  Sis C

 Grandma’s, Yellow Kitchen,

Grandma was born in 1898,she remembered the Titanic well,

As children we loved it when she had the time,the Titanic’s sad story to tell,

They said the Titanic,could not be sunk,by fate or by God’s own hand,

She taught us the error of depending on,the vain prideful boasting’s of man,

She was born in the mountains,to a poor family,of Scottish and Indian descent,

Through the life that she lived,she learned intimately exactly what hard times meant,

By 18 she’d married her first man,and given to 3 babies life,

By 19 she’d buried her man and 2 babies,and at 20 became my Grandpa’s wife,

Through the time of the Great Depression,she was blessed with 5 children more,

With faith in her Lord,she weathered the storm,facing what ever life held in store,

She never acquired any luxury’s,an outside toilet served all of  her days,

She hauled well water, for all of her needs,to complain was not part of her ways,

In her bright yellow kitchen,I still can see her,cooking and singing her songs,

Teasing and laughing,and telling us tales, in our eyes she could never do wrong,

By 72 she had buried 2 men,and 4 of her 8 children born,

When she left here to go to heavens fair shores,it seemed almost a sin to mourn,

Grandma I’ve missed you,this past 40 years,but I know I will see you again,

I’ll come running in to your bright yellow kitchen,to gather with all of our kin,

3/09     c.d.m.                          For my angel of a Grandma,Lula Belle

To many,marks left,,,,

It seems like every one desires to leave a mark,,on this old earth..Something,that says,”I was here,” And at the same time seeks to know “did I matter?” The story is as old as Genesis chap.11. Concerned time would pass and themselves,along with it ,they decided to build a monument to them selves..Sad to say that train of thought still prevails today..The purpose’s of men, building monuments and calling them churches,is still leaving marks {or scars}, on mankind..Some how we must pray, that we begin to ALL, desire to leave one mark, the one in His nail scarred hands..That is the only mark, that saves, or changes, not only today but eternally…If by chance, you are one of the marked or scarred ones {I have been} refuse to allow the taint of it to keep you back..Practice that part in the prayer that says,”as i forgive others”..If not you may become one who is doing the marking of others…We don’t need that ,do we?   Lord wash away our marks,and help us all become, new again,,Only You can make us whole individually, and corporately in Jesus precious name we pray..amen      sis.c

whispers from the Lilly bed,

 

The Song of Solomon,the most passionate writing,I’ve ever ran across..Guess what,it is all about the Lord’s love and desire for us!! All those in this world,who have an ear to hear His whispers,and the breath {ruwach} to whisper a response..Those whispers may come in the form of a prayer,a song, a poem, or even a sigh of contentment..But like He spoke in chap.4,verse 9″Thou hast ravished My heart with one of thine eyes,” So look,listen ,and whisper..He longs to be ravished..This is a whisper,from3/06   

Moses had the cleft,

                                                The angels use their wings,

I apply the Blood,

to come before,Your throne to sing,,

There kings present their crowns,

and others their wealth bring,

I’ll present a living sacrifice for You my King,

and I’ll sing,Jesus,,

Jesus,I love You,,

Jesus, I need You,

Jesus,I live and breath Your name,,

Saviour,I love You,

Lord,I adore You,

Jesus,I live and breath Your name,,

I live and breath Your name,,,

                                                             sis.c                                         

another whisper, from the Lilly bed,,,

Song of Sol.,chapter 2:2,”,As the Lilly among thorns,,so is MY love among the daughters”…Words of love for those who love Him..In the Hebrew,,Lilly is Showshannah,,both words even have a beautiful sound. I believe purposefully chosen,,as another example of His great love toward us..How can we help but respond?   The word Lilly means a flower or ornament,,a trumpet,,{from the shape} to make bright,,and cheerful,,to make glad…The sound and the meaning,,both reflective of His heart,,and perception of us…That blows me away..I ask again,,”How can we help but respond?”This is one of my responses,, , from,,05 ,,Let your heart respond to Him,,your words are beautiful to Him,,He loves to hear your whispers,,,,   sis.c                                                                             

With the rising of the sun,,my heart begins to run,,

Lord,I’m seeking after You,,

As it shines through out the day,,Your Light shines on my way,,

Lord,I’m seeking after You,,

You are, the essence of my soul,,

The One ,Who makes me whole,,

Lord,I’m seeking after You,,

In You, my life is made complete,,

I bow before Your feet,,

Lord,I’m seeking after You,,

At the ending of the day,,

My heart begins to pray,,

Lord,I’m seeking after You,,

Watch, and keep me through the night,,

Let me wake up in Your Light,,

Lord,I’m seeking after You,,

You are the essence of my soul,,

The One Who makes me whole,,

Lord, I’m seeking after You,,

In You, my life is made complete,,

I bow before Your feet,,

Lord, I’m seeking after You,,,,,

                                                                                  sis.c

A Prayer for Your Journey,,,

Psalms 25: 1{AMP}  Unto You, O Lord,do I bring my life.,,v4,Show me Your ways,O Lord,teach me Your paths….Every road,or path,does not lead to Heaven. I know that isn’t politically correct in this day and age..But it is an eternal truth,found in the words of Jesus..Do you want to bet your eternal future,on the commonly excepted thoughts of modern men ? I think even the news today will prove,their words are not reliable..While the Word of God is proven more reliable,every year..If you take a road trip,you might ,,ask directions,,get a map,,go slow and seek signs..Well on this the most important trip of your life,{now and eternally } maybe,,,just maybe,, the fact you are reading this Blog,, is a sign…My prayer for you ,is that you ,look for further signs,and open your heart, to recieve direction,,from on high…The Lord longs to walk down,{or up } this road of life with you..May His Light continue ,to shine on your path..   Sister Cheryl

My Nose is Pressed Against the Window,,,

Most of us have heard someone say,”I felt like I was standing,outside with my nose pressed against the window”..Meaning,left out ,in need ,and on and on..But this picture speaks to me,of another condition of heart..One we do not hear described,by those effected,because they are on the inside,looking out,and maybe unable,to speak out or ask,,,The post on this Blog,An Open Line for Prayer, got me to thinking along these lines.There have been lots of hits on it, in it’s one day of life..But only one request so far..I know there are needs out there..One is that we learn how to,step out and ask..Jesus taught us to seek,knock,and ask..That means we need to ,muster up our faith and boldness,and press thru the window,so to speak,and ask..Another scripture comes to mind,,Revelation chap.3 verse 20,”Behold,I stand at the door and knock; if ANYONE hears AND listens to and HEEDS My voice,,I WILL come in to him, and will eat with him,and he will eat with Me”…There is nothing holding us back,except fear or never having known…But now you do, so open that window..Love Sis. Cheryl

An Open Door pt.2

Behold,I set before you an OPEN DOOR…Rev.3:8,,,I can’t help but notice out of 7 churches,only one received this promise…Gives one cause to stop,,,and ponder.Verse 7 records,”He that opens and no MAN shuts…Why are so many doors being shut? Could it be ,that we have shut up our bowels of compassion,leaving no reason for doors to be left open? Selah,,,Why is the world not knocking our doors down,to find what they need so badly? I submit,maybe the answer can be found in An Open Door pt.1 That we have strayed from THE commandment of most importance,straight from the Lords own mouth. Loving  Him first and others as ourselves..Lord,help us be more like the church of Philadelphia,and less like Laodicea…A song written at the founding of the Fathers House Min. in July of 2000…The strange part was,the first building we rented had an obstinate front door,that refused to stay shut…

At The Fathers House,,, 

All alone out there,,on the corner stands a woman,,,

Barely visible,,from the shadows,of the night,,,

Tho I cannot see her face,somehow I know her,,,

And the sorrow of ,the loneliness she fights,,,

In my heart I sense an urgency, to reach her,,,

And to share with her ,the sum of her true worth,,,

For the Father gave of Heavens,greatest treasure,,,

As the redemption price,to purchase her new birth….

{ And I hear Him calling,,,”Come unto Me,All you who need rest,,,

I’LL restore your souls,as you lean upon My breast”,,,}

Cause at the Fathers house the door is always open,,,

And you’ll hear Him calling,Welcome,do come in,,,

At the Fathers house His mercy,is over flowing,,,

And you’ll find power to deliver you from sin…

Further down the road,alone a man is sitting,,,

Having tried and failed again,all hope is gone,,,

And if someone does not reach out, with compassion,,,

He will never find the strength,to carry on,,,

He’s tried with all that’s in him,never knowing,,,

There is a source of strength,available to him,,,

That will far surpass all human strength and wisdom,,,

And give him power to start over once again,,,          c.d.m.July 2000

              Are we keeping the door open?      Lord help us,reopen the heart of compassion in us..Allow Your great Agape love to over take us,,so we hear the slightest knock on the door,,Strengthen us with Your might and power,,to fulfill the great calling that is upon us,,to be “open doors” to You,,in Jesus name we pray,,amen..                                              sis c

 

 

 

Remembering,a Labor of Love,,,

Some from S.E.Ohio,,may barely recognise this picture..In it’s heyday,40 years ago it was a booming gathering place for,”Spirit Filled”,people…I was not in this area then,but I hear, there was some great moves of God, with-in these old walls…Even prior to that time,,some saints of God,,put a lot of labor and love into building it..It”s sad to see past labor’s, forgotten..All that’s left is a shell,,and some of the faithful buried there…What is even more sad,,is some regularly attended “places of worship” are in like condition, on the in-side…”God,,how we need the fresh breath of Your Life to blow upon us once again…My prayer is that every “place of worship” become just that…A place of Life Giving Encounters with the Living Spirit of God”…That is where lives are changed eternally…Purpose is found…Souls are saved,,for the purpose of adding to God’s Kingdom,,and not to fill pews…Life can not be contained,,it will flow out..It will change forever the Landscape,,oh how we need Life…The church of the Living God is in the midst of change…Change can cause people to do strange things…Most of the time we jump to quick,,trying {with in ourselves} to get things back in place so to speak…I believe with all my heart I hear the Lord instructing,,,”Be at peace in Me,,When all else is shifting,,I AM not…Get your footing,,and stand on My word..For My word fails not..Wait for My word to be the Light upon your path..Then your steps will be sure…As in a literal “earth quake” men run and say come this way..Stop and hear My Voice..I will not lead you astray,,but in a plain path…Know that I AM your God,,and I have a great love for you,,I have not forgotten,,nor will I,,My children..”      Thank You Father…   Hebrews 6:10 says,,”For God is not unrighteous to forget your work and labor of love,which you have shown toward His name,in that you have ministered to the saints and do minister.”  People may forget,,time may pass,,but God will not forget…  Let us begin to honor,,that which has been done for His glory in the past…At the same time,let us truly honor one another…We will be honoring Him…                     sis.c

 

Whisper from the Lilly bed,,Simply Rest,,,

                          Simply Rest,,,,                                        c.d.m.05

I will lift up my voice,,I will sing forth Your praise,,,

I will dance in the joy,,of Your freedom,,,

I will lift up my eyes,,to the only Source of my help,,,

and I will say,’All is well in God’s Kingdom’,,,

As a little child would trust,,I will trust in You Lord,,,

Knowing that You care for me,,I will simply rest,,,

For even through the darkest night,,You have never left my side,,,

Neither will You leave me now,,So I will simply rest,,,

The joy of His freedom, such a precious place. You can not enter into this abode,while encumbered with cares, fear, and anxiety. The very reason we are assaulted in these areas so frequently. The same reason Jesus warned us not to be over come with these enemies of rest and joy. In Matthew 11/28 Jesus said,   ‘Come unto Me, all you that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.’  v29′ Take My yoke upon you and learn of Me, for I am meek and lowly of heart, and you shall find rest unto your souls.’   He still calls, ‘Come to Me, I am not far off and hard to reach, Come and I will give you rest, in your worried minds and troubled hearts.’ 1Peter 5:7 says it this way, ‘Casting ALL your cares upon Him, for He cares for you.’   Peter who had received miracle provision and deliverance, knew well He cares for us. Do you know well He cares for you?        I pray if you have never known He makes known to you now, the never ending, unchanging, far reaching, Love of His heart, that you grow in trust and reliance in Him, so that now and forever you rest in His peace and joy,in Jesus name, amen.

An Open Door,,,

This is a picture,of a church my husband,and his family,went to when he was a teenager. It speaks a sad song to my heart..The Gospel Center,The Good News Center, the place where those in need of hope,could find it…As you can see by this recent picture,it is no longer open,tho the door stands ajar…I wonder,if the lost in the world,see us {those who say,we have the Gospel} in this same condition…Still taking up space in this crowded earth, but empty,no longer alive,no longer holding out hope…So occupied with debating,over endless ,dots and commas,in the Precious Word,that we’ve forgotten the essence of that word…To give LIFE to those who need it..I have to say,I still need it ,life that is..The life that was {and is} found in the simple words of Jesus..It seems the Camp of the Lord,is so divided, we have those who will stand for nothing, and those who debate over any thing and every thing…Matt.22: 36-40,{Amp.} Teacher,which kind of commandment is great and important[the principal kind] in the Law?,37 And He replied to him,You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.{intellect} 38 This is the great [most important,principal]and first commandment. 39 And a second is like it: You shall love your neighbor as{you do} yourself.40 These two commandments sum up and upon them depend all the law and the Prophets…Don’t get me wrong,I believe we should earnestly contend for the faith,as the word instructs,but for the purpose of gaining back those misled, to the One fold..So that we can ALL be about our Fathers work,reaching those who have not yet heard the Good News…Maybe we need a fresh dose of that Good News..Isaiah 58:4[Amp} The facts are that you fast only for strife and debate and to smite with the fist of wickedness.Fasting as you do today will not cause your voice to be heard on high…Sounds like this attitude of heart, causes our prayers to go unheard..Not good news…Oh Lord bring us back to the First Love,,St.Luke 5:31 {AMP.} And Jesus replied to them,It is not those who are healthy who need a physician,but those who are sick..Meaning the lost, but I ask,”Is there a Docter in the house”?   2 Cor. 11:3{k.j.v.} But I fear,lest by any means,as the serpent beguiled Eve,through his subtlety,so your minds should be corrupted from the SIMPLICITY that is in Christ..Where is that Docter?                Sis. Cheryl

When relationship,becomes a memory,,,

We have probably all,heard the saying”You need to dust off the Bible”…Implying that some one is neglecting,their walk..But in a time when daily devotionals,,and dozens of different versions of the bible cram the shelves..It would seem “some one” is reading..People carry their bibles in service after service..But there is so much more to,relationship than,simply reading the text of the bible..One of the saddest sights I’ve ever beheld,,is the sight of ,one who’s relationship with the Lord has become a fond memory..You can see it in their countenance,,a sadness behind the eyes..Even tho, there may be a smile on their lips, it doe’s not touch the eyes..If you have a sensitive heart and keen ear,,you may even hear the cry of their heart…They may never change their”habit”of regular attendance..Sadly tho it could be said,,”they are there in body only”..Just as in a marriage,,we can fall into being room mates,,rather than soul mates..Our walk with the Lord can become,a habit of convenience..The fruit of “habit” is not life..The life is in Him,,in abiding,in Him..I don’t intend to,,condemn or add to any ones sorrow,,but to shed light on a snare of the enemy..See he really doe’s not care how much religion we have..What he doe’s not want is vital,,life giving relationship..So any entrance he can gain to begin to hinder,that relationship,,he will jump on..The bible instructs us to”Be not ignorant of satan’s devices”,his ploys or tactics..His plan has not changed since the garden…Separate God, from His most beloved creation,,us…I have learned this sad lesson,first hand,,even as a minister of the Gospel..But the Good News is,,once we see,,where there is need,,we can ask,,seek,,and knock..He will throw wide ,,the door of entrance..You know in the parable of the prodigal son,the prodigal,who walked off,one day opened his eyes..When he determined to go home,,the Father was waiting and ran out to meet him..That is our Father’s heart..But notice the seemingly faithful son,,who continued all those years at his fathers side..If you look at his attitude and words,it will give you a perfect example of religion,,rather than relationship..You can find this teaching in St.Luke chapter 15..When the joyful father threw a feast,,the son who had religiously stayed,,grew angry..He accused his father of not celebrating him..When a study is done on his words,,he says to his father,”I Slaved for you”..This is how cruel religion,warps,,relationship,,and eventually destroys it..If any of this touches a chord in your heart,,Please run to the Lord,,He is faithful and has promised to hear our cry and answer our prayers..”When you Seek Me with your whole heart,you will find Me”sayeth the Lord….Don’t settle for memory’s,,grab a hold of the Living God..” Father, in Jesus name we pray, for renewed relationship with You,,in every area of our lives,,quicken us Holy Spirit,,Jesus revive our passion,,for You,,be First, in our hearts, and minds,,now and forever,,amen.”            sis.c

His Light Fails,Not,,,

When I was a young girl,,there was a preacher from W.V,,{my home state},,who came to minister in Akron..He sang a song called “Love will roll the clouds away”..The song touched my heart,,and has continued to do so through out my life…See,,there is never a time when there are no clouds in the sky..Some times they may be so wispy and lofty,,they are hardly visible..Other days they may be so close to the earth and heavy,,they seem to make it hard ,to breath..The old song,,alluded to clouds as trials,,hard times..We all have them..The song said, “God’s love will roll the clouds away”..Have you ever been out walking, or driving,,when the sky is dark, with rain,or snow? Then suddenly the sunlight breaks through, and it’s like the whole atmosphere changes..Your heart seems lighter,,and the journey more enjoyable..It happened to me yesterday..I was driving {job related} and it was snowing and dark,traffic was thick,,and then the sun,,burst forth from behind the clouds..It was beautiful,,my whole attitude changed..The day was a lot less hectic,,and pressing..Just because of a little sun light..Well if in our day to day life,, the sun light,,can cause such a change,,think of what the “Son Light” can,,and does do..When He breaks through our “clouds” of testing and trials,,and allows His Light to shine through circumstance..And you know,,He is not selfish,,with His Light..Just as surely as the clouds are in the sky,,so is His Light…The problem is we some times refuse to wait for His Light,,and instead try to plow through,,the heavy atmosphere,,on our own..Oh when will we learn,,the Light is as near as a upward look,,as ready as a silent prayer..As sure as the sun in the sky,and the clouds passing by…You know,,we can miss those beautiful times of Light showing forth,,simply by giving up..Going back in our house,,putting the car in the garage…The times we are living in are trying…This day of mass communication,,can be good or bad..Depending on the content of the communication…Now is the time when we who are of the “Household of Faith”must be that, [of the house of faith]..And most of you know the word says “Faith comes by Hearing”..We must hear,,and to do that we must lift our eyes,,ask and LISTEN…Psalms121:1-2,”I will lift up my eyes,to the hills,from whence comes my help..2My help comes from the Lord,,which made heaven and earth”……Do you still believe that simple truth,,that He created,,all we see,,and that which we don’t see,,yet…If we remind ourselves of just this part, of the word of God,,it helps us to “lift up our eyes”..To realize if He made all this,,He can fix it,,surely..Let Love roll the clouds,,of fear,anxiety,doubt,and turmoil,away…Let His glorious Light shine on your path..Receive His peace, and become a sower of peace…..”Father in the name of Your precious Son,,I pray for the peace of Your Presence,,to over take each of us..Establish us in Your rest,,in the knowing that You hold ALL things in Your hands..Including us, our loved ones, and the future..Let Your Light break through every cloud,,and shine upon us,and lead us in a plain path..By faith in the promise of Jesus words,we believe we receive when we ask..amen ”      Let the clouds be rolled away…sis c

The Warrior’s Tale,,,

I was moving across,,rough terrain,,,Pressing thru a thick,,veil of night,,,

When there on the knoll,,just above,,,I beheld a small,,flickering light,,,

My heart leapt within,,my breast,,,I quickened my pace,,then I ran,,,

When I finally arrived,,at the sight,,,I beheld a battle worn,,man…

 

He sat huddled close,,to the fire,,,And seemed mesmerised,,by the flame,,,

I thought I might slip,,out of sight,,,Then I heard him,,call me by name,,,

I turned and looked into,,his eyes,,,And seemed frozen there,,where I stood,,,

He called come get warmed,,and rest,,,Share my shelter here,,in the wood,,,

 

As I drew near,,and sat down,,,His gaze returned,,to the fire,,,

While we sat,,I snatched glimpses of him,,,And my young heart,,longed to inquire,,,

What brought you here,,Kind Sir,,,To share with me this,,fine fire,,,

And in return,,for said deed,,,What is it that you,,will require,,,

 

And what was the cause,,of the scars,,,Your bearing from head,,to toe,,,

I don’t mean to press,,or seem rude,,,But Kind Sir it seems,,I must know,,,

He drew a deep breath,,and exhaled,,,It seemed calm,,exuded from him,,,

I wondered if he,,would respond,,,Then he turned toward me,,with a grin,,,

 

You must,,be gathering strength,,,Which you spend,,as quick as you gain,,,

When you question,,wait to receive,,if the answer,,you wish to retain,,,

I am here,,waiting for you,,,And others who share,,the same plight,,,

Lone wanderers,,here in the wood,,,Struggling,,on through the night,,,

 

The scars,,your eyes try to avoid,,,Are medals from battles,,long past,,,

Just part of a lifetime,,of war,,,Old friends and reminders,,that last,,,

If they spoke,,then you’d hear them tell,,,Of battles and victories,,gained,,,

Of enemies camps,,over run,,,And poor captive souls,,reclaimed,,,

 

I listened,,as he explained,,,How two Kingdoms,,had long been at war,,,

Of the battles,,now long since past,,,And of battles,,that still lay in store,,,

How his King,,Himself led the charge,,,While the foe,,sent those he’d ensnared,,,

As the fire light danced,,in his eyes,,,Thru the night,,his adventure he shared,,,

 

One by one,,others came forth,,,Seeking warmth and shelter,,in the Light,,,

And the words sparked a fire,,in their hearts,,,As the warrior spoke,,thru the night,,,

And some how as we lay,,by the fire,,,Lone wanderers hearts,,became one,,,

And vision united,,our cause,,,When the warriors tale,,had been spun,,,

 

We arose,,from our place of rest,,,To a clear,,and distinct sound,,,

To the Voice,,of the Mighty King,,,As He gathered,,His soldiers around,,,

And a thrill,,envelope’s,,our soul,,,

As the sound,,of the battle drums roll,,,

And it stirs,,the Blood in our veins,,,

As the whole camp roars,,our God Reigns!!                                                                                                    c.d.m.07

supposed to be the smallest church in Ohio.down by coolville.

Matt. 18:20,,Jesus said where ever two or three are gathered in His name,He is there in the midst…There couldn’t be much more than 2 or 3,at a time in this little house of God. But numbers was never the point,of gathering… There is a lot more to gathering in His NAME, then just showing up…Gathered,means,drawn together as His followers,,,Name in the Greek is” onoma” meaning authority,and character,,That puts a whole different spin on our “gatherings” or should…A few years ago you would see W.W.J.D. every where..That’s a good thought,but actions speak much louder than words…Here’s a poem I wrote about it in 2001…

Every where I see the question,W.W.J.D.,,

I think I know the answer,may I share it here with you,,,

First He’d find a quiet place,to seek the Fathers heart,,,

From there He’d learn just how and where His daily walk should start,,,

He’d go out into the highways and byways,searching high and low,,,

For lost and weary souls out there,without a place to go,,,

He’d gather them up in His arms,and wash away the dirt,,,

Then bear them up before the Throne,to kiss away their hurts,,,

He’d set them all in families,never more to be alone,,,

So they could share the Oneness with the Father,He has known,,,

See the answers very simple,as to W.W.J.D.,,,

The question is my friend, now what will you and I both do?    

 

Check out Psalms 68:6,,as to how the Father wants us all in family’s,or what we call,,,church…                                 sis.c

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

available,,as is,,

 

We have all veiwed this add somewhere,referring to cars,houses,and innumerable yard sale objects…But have you ever considered,,we must come to God,in this manner? As is,, every one of us would find ourselves,under the listing”Fixer Upper”..There are no,”READY To Move IN”conditions of heart…Not prior that is, to a work of the Spirit of God in our lives..Like the old song said,,”Just as I am,without one plea,but that Thy blood was shed FOR me,And that Thou bid’s me come unto Thee,Oh Lamb,of God,,I Come,,I Come…That brings us to the second part of this title,,available,,we have to be available…Free will,choice,receptiveness,open,,Jesus said it this way,”They who have an ear,to hear,,,”Now we all have ears,,but do we have open ears? Or has some experience,in life caused us to turn a deaf ear,,to any thing concerning God? If so please except an apology,,from one who probably,{no,,who has} in ignorance,caused some deaf ears..Handing out a list of do’s and don’t’s,instead of reflecting the Love of God,that touched our hearts..We all,have to come as is,,He is the Fixer,in the upper…And His beautiful,,creative hands,,are first gentle..His purpose is to make us inhabitable,for His presence…Not to make slaves of us but servants..There is a difference,one chooses to be a servant,there is no choice in slavery..But Jesus went one better,for those who choose to become a servant,,St.John 15:15,”I do not call you servants {slaves} any longer,for the servant does not know what his Master is doing..But I have called you My friends,because I have made known to you everything that I have heard from My Father,{I have revealed to you everything that I have learned from Him}” Amplified version  My prayer, for any who come across this post, Is that you be available, have an ear to hear, and can say with the old song,,,I come,,,,,sis.c

Appalachian Lullaby,,,

This is a song I wrote soon after my dad,,passed away..Some how it helped heal a 40 year old wound..In these trying times,,I hope people will look to the Lord for help and answers,,He is the only true source..I also hope some may hear these words and wait,,for answers prior to making quick moves..Every thing that looks good or easy,,usually has repercussions..Some times those with no say in decisions,, feel these repercussions the most..Some never find a voice to,,say how they feel,,and simply attempt to live with the pain.. This song is soon to be published..

                                  Appalachian Lullaby,,,

I left my heart in West Virginia,,at the tender age,,of nine years old,,,

For a place somewhere up in Ohio,,where there were job,,daddy had been told,,,

It was a land of promise,,up in Ohio,,where a man could feed,,his family,,,

But what use has food,,to a soul that’s dying,,it seemed a poor exchange to me,,,

To the earths four corners,,a generation scattered,,

far from their roots,,of generations past,,,

They did not know,,as the family parted,,

a tree with shallow roots,,can never last,,,

An Appalachian lullaby,,I can still hear the mountains cry,,,

As people left,, everything they’d known,,,

Seeking for a better job,,and home,,,

It was the end of family,,an all American tragedy,,,

an Appalachian lullaby,,makes you hang your head and cry,,,

There were trips back home,,til grandma,departed,,,

Then the trips grew fewer,,through the years,,,

Had grandma known,,what was to follow,,,

Her sweet blue eyes,,would have flowed with tears,,,

Now my daddy’s buried,,up in Ohio,,,

The children are scattered to the winds,,,

Far from their roots,,in West Virginia,,,

Where this child’s heart,,has always been,,,

To the earths four corners,,a generation scattered,,,

Far from their roots,,of generations past,,,

They did not know,,as the family parted,,,

A tree with shallow roots,,can never last,,,

An ,Appalachian lullaby,,I can still hear the mountains cry,,,

As people left,, everything they’d known,,,

Seeking for a better job,,and home,,,

It was the end of family,,an all American tragedy,,,

an Appalachian lullaby,,still makes me hang my head,and cry,,,

cause I left my heart in West Virginia ,, at the tender age of 9 years old ,,,

                                                                                                               c.d.m.03 

I pray for a great move of God upon our nation,,where the word of God flows, it brings life..Even to a struggling economy,,He still is on the Throne,,He still desires our good..Look up to the hills from where our help truly comes from,,its not Washington D.C.,But the mountain of the Lord..He is a THE good God,,Who desires good things for us..Look to Him, seek Him,and trust Him,He will not fail us..Acts2:21″And it shall come to pass,that” who so ever”shall call on the name of the Lord,shall be saved”..His name means salvation in Hebrew,,so when we call Jesus,,we are calling for salvation,,in every area of our lives.. People of God pray for our Land,,and do what you can,,to aid in these trying times..Pray the purpose’s of God are accomplished for ,,and in His Kingdom..I can say one thing like the Psalmist I’ve been young and now I am older,,but I have never seen the righteous forsaken,,He is faithful..Lets be His hands and keep some tragedy’s from happening..Be blessed and be a blessing,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,sis.c

Getting back on the road,,,

                        My friend called this picture ‘Old One Eye’,,,                       There is a reason we were created with 2 eyes, we need them both for balanced proper vision…

This picture touches the artist in me. I want to get a hold of it and pound out the dent’s, add some body filler, paint, a few missing parts and some love. Then get it back on the road in service.

In service,,that is what we so often become confused about. If we are beside the road for some reason, we too often waste our time and effort attempting to discover where we went wrong. The Lord while very much ‘in service’,often attempted to pull off, beside the road, to a mountain top, or sea side. He of course was never actually able to accomplish that, due to the press of the crowd. Unless you take into account those days in the wilderness,  just after His equipping with the Holy Spirit, and prior to His beginning His public ministry. That couldn’t have been an enjoyable time, all tho His time I’m sure was passed in the fruit of peace, due to His obedience and trust. Trust that even tho He was being tried, He was as much in the favor of the Father, in the midst of trial’s as He was when, He was baptised, coming up from the water to hear the words ’ This is My beloved Son,in Whom I am well pleased’.

Our greatest service to our Lord, is trusting, He began and will finish, the work begun in us. Our only hand needed, is yielding in trust, even in season’s of seeming  inactivity. If our Lord sensed the need to get away, pull over to the side of the road so to speak, how much more do we? The ‘performance mode’ in our society has touched the church, until we have somehow fallen for the idea our performance is chief. A means to relationship, just the opposite of  the truth that, our relationship works in us to ‘will and do His good pleasure’. As the word tells us ‘we are saved unto good works”, note, not through them. We are once and for all excepted in the Beloved. Walking in the knowledge of this, creates in us a heart to please the Father, and so we serve..

If you find yourself, in need of some work, trust His able hands, and willing heart. Rest in His unending Love, and peace. Allow the time to be one in which you grow in His grace. The knowledge that it is not by our might, or power, but by His Spirit, that all things are accomplished. Know this, when we are resting in His ability, and have these issues settled in our hearts, He can do great things, in a short amount of time. Trust in His faithfulness, and love, and you can walk in His joy.

                        Blessed is the Servant,             01/2001    c.d.m.

Blessed is the servant, who I find, when I come,,,Busy in the Father’s fields, seeing that the labor’s done…

Faithful in their service, none weary, none at all,,,Fervently they press on, as they listen for My call…

And for those who watch and wait for Me, I will come without delay,,,And for every faith filled act, they will be rewarded in that day,,,For I AM faithful, and I won’t forget, any vow I’ve made to you,,,Blessed is that servant, when he’s found faithful too…

Blessed is the servant, who glories in My cross,,, Holding it in high esteem, counting all else as a loss…

Who wraps My yoke about him, as a king’s most costly stole,,,And wraps his heart around My heart, to the meshing of Our Soul’s…

And for those who watch and wait for Me, I will come without delay,,,And for every faith filled act, they will be rewarded, in that day,,,For I Am faithful, and I won’t forget any vow I’ve made to you,,,Blessed is that servant, when he’s found faithful too,,,

Be faithful to trust,faithful to rest,and so faithful to serve….  sis.c

Do we keep our promises,,,

Look for us,we’ll be there,,I remember hearing that caption…Do any of you? I’ve also heard well meaning people, speak those words…Sometimes they follow through,,and sometimes they don’t…We really need to seek the grace, to grow in the area of faithfulness…Saying what we mean,,and meaning what we say…Letting our actions do our speaking…One way of growing in this area,,is to practice Jesus’ method,,His was simple,He only said what He heard {present tense} the Father “saying”, only did what He saw the Father “doing”…All the results of an on-going,state of fellowship…Now I’m not saying ,we can’t enjoy life,talk about,movies,books, the news,{ugh,not to much and with a prayer in our hearts},go to a wedding..We really,really,should be the” LIFE “of the party…Fellow travelers,we must have that LIFE,to be that LIFE…It’s all”in” Him,in following in His foot steps..Some would say that’s impossible,,,No, it’s do-able, or we would not have been told {commanded} to do it…St.John 15:10- “IF you keep my commandments,you shall abide in My love,even as I have kept My Father’s commandments,and abide in His love..[."Abide,,greek,"meno",,to stay{in a given,place,state,revelation,or expectancy}abide,continue,dwell,endure,BE PRESENT,remain,stand,tarry for"],,verse 11″These things have I spoken to you,that,My JOY might remain in you,and that your JOY might be full”.["Joy,,greek,"chara",, cheerfulness,calm{I'll repeat that} calm delight,gladness."] Sounds like an answer to how to be “here”,and yet be the “Life” of the party…I long to grow up,,in this and many other areas,of my life…Ephesians 4:15 Amp..Rather,let our lives lovingly express truth {in all things speaking truly,dealing truly, }.Enfolded in love,let us grow up in every way and in all things,into Him Who is the Head{even} Christ {the Messiah,the Anointed One} Lord HELP us, be here and yet abide in You, so we can be the life of every party, and hear the words, well done, in Jesus name, Amen     sis.c

derailed,,,yet waiting?

This picture,speaks to me…Of many precious children of God…And the condition of heart ,we sometimes find ourselves in…Derailed,,how,when,,we are not quite sure…Yet some how we find, we are off track…Disappointed in some one, or some thing…Questioning,,how did this happen? Where did I jump the rail,so to speak? One way I have personally,been derailed,is when, I began to get my eyes on something, besides the Lord…Not of course intentionally,,but the effect is always the same…I became so involved,at a young age,, in ministry,,purpose,,and “doing the works” that I lost sight of Him…For a season…Then there was the time,,I allowed the personal failings,,of someone, I respected,to disrupt my walk…Then probably,,the most painful,,is when peers,,or those we think would support us,,fail to do so …For what ever reasons,,even the Lord,,had a problem in this area…The word says,,He could do no mighty works in His home town,,So He went on….You can find this account in Matt.13:53-58…The lesson to be learned is,,HE WENT ON….So must we…What ever the cause of derailment,,we must go on…If we are the “Body” of Christ,,we must not be dismembered,,or we become body parts,or a corpse…Be healed in Jesus name,,,turn your eyes upon Jesus…He is still the Healer,,,there is still a promise to each of us..”I Am the Alpha,and the Omega,,,,I began to draw and work,,within your heart,,and I will finish,,what I began..”Another lesson Jesus taught as He walked on earth…”Shake the dust”,dust referring to anything of this realm,,which begins to cling to us,,,He taught us” not” to ignore,,but rather address these areas…We can begin to “think”,,we know the word tells us not to be offended,,so we just won’t be offended..Notice I said “think”,,thinking or accepting the word is not enough..We must act on the word..And Jesus taught His disciples,,to shake the dust..What did He mean,,realize your humanity,,that you are a frail human vessel…Earthen,,the bible says,,dust,,dust clings to dust…Jesus said shake the dust from your feet..Three of the writers of the Gospels give us this admonition from the Lord,,,Matt.10:14,,Mark6:11,,and Luke9:5…The bible teaches,,let every word be established out of the mouths of 2 or 3,,witness’s..This shows the importance of shaking the dust..How you ask,,I’m glad you asked,,simply by addressing it…Realizing that,,we never get so grown up,,that peoples attitudes no longer effect us…Take it to the Lord in prayer…Try it just by faith,,act on Jesus words,and you will notice the difference… sis.c 

Poets Nook, Help could be sitting outside,the door,,

STACEY HALL

 

Every day at sunset, Stacey got behind the wheel
drove down a country road,to a small church on a hill
she sat on them concrete steps, winter summer spring and fall
people drove by all the time, just to stare a Stacey Hall
it’s better than a play ground, she told her friends and family.
it’s a play ground for my kids, but it’s a house of God to me.
One day Sister Susan, called up Brother Paul
said I’m gettin tired, gettin tired of seeing Stacey Hall
she don’t belong to our church and I don’t like her at all
I think the elders of our church should talk to Stacey Hall.
Well the congregation gathered, as the sun began to fall
and faithfully they all agreed, they’d soon see Stacey Hall.
Suddenly the sky turned black and a bolt of lightening hits
a tree beyond the little church where the congregation sits.
brothers don’t judge brothers, sisters do the same
love your neighbor faithfully and praise praise praise His name.
Stacey saw the hurricane, just as she pulled in
and she was glad to see some cars and rushed inside to warn them
once inside the basement, where they was safe and warm
the Elders watched as Stacey clutched Her Bible through that storm.
I say, brothers don’t judge brothers, sisters do the same
love your neighbor faithfully and praise praise praise His name.
Now every day at sunrise, Stacey meets with everyone
to rebuild the little church they’re working till the settin’ sun
the children love playing hide and seek and the Elders one and all
love to drive by their little church, just to wave at Stacey hall.
brothers don’t judge brothers, sisters do the same
love your neighbor faithfully and praise praise praise His name.

once inside the new church a book fell from a pew
and there in bold black letters said “I will judge not you”

@1989  Guest Poet, Sister Connie

I happened upon a spring…song written in 2000,C.D.M.

I happened upon a spring one day,,sat down on its banks to drink,,

And while being cooled,,from the heat of the day,,I paused for a moment to think,,

This springs so secluded,,I questioned what part,, in the circle of life it could play,,

But while watching a leaf,,drifting down that small stream,,it seemed I could hear the spring say,,

“Oh I trickle down just over the hill,,to join other streams every day,,

then we roll along,,joining ourselves to others,,along the way,,

we laugh and we dance,,as we finally pour,, ourselves down the rivers broad banks,,

we then joyously rush,,to be joined to the sea,,in that circle of life,,every day..”

There’s a river of life,,inside each one of us,,created to flow the same way,,

We’re far to often kept,, from joining ourselves,,as obstacles,,get in the way,,

Oh I have a part,,just as you have a part,,and their each vital in their own way,,

When joined we’ll flow out,,to the sea to complete,,that circle of life,,every day,,  c.d.m.2000

…When will we really grasp that two are better than one,,that the word says”WE” have the mind of Christ….That We need one another, and the part of “Him”, that is in those who receive Him…Ephesians 4 :15-16,”Rather let our lives lovingly express truth.Enfolded in love,let us grow up in every way and in all things into Him,Who is the Head,even Christ..16,For because of Him the whole body,{the church,in all it’s various parts,}closely joined and firmly knit together by the joints and ligaments with which it is supplied,when each {that means each } part is working properly,grows to full Maturity,,building itself up in love..” [amplified version]  Sounds like we need each other,to me…How about you?         sis.c                                                         

A House Divided,

                                           A House Divided,,,

I happened once upon a house, in a crumbled, and overgrown state..

The shattered windows seemed to speak, ‘I just sit here, and wait’..

It saddened me, to see the waste, while many homeless be..

Included once, upon that list, was such a one, as me..

I wondered, how it came to be, the house was left, as this..

I listened, as the house spoke on, and slowly got the gist..

The sagging roof spoke,’Once ,I covered, all that lay within’..

The walls replied, ‘I did my share, and stood, against the wind’..

The floor said,’Yes, but it was I, the inhabitants,tread upon’..

 The foundation loudly proclaimed,’ It was I,that you ALL rested on’..

Empty now, of use  no more, I began, to understand..

A house divided, against its self, truly, can not stand..

                                                                                                     c.d.m. 3/3/09

 St.John 17:21,  That they all may be one, as Thou, Father, art in me, and I in Thee, that they may be one in Us, that the world may believe that Thou has sent Me.

One of the last recorded prayers of Jesus, prior to the cross. May it be answered in our lifetime. We all laugh, [at least inwardly] when we read of the brazen request ,of two of His disciples mother. The one who desired her sons to sit on either side of Him in heaven. Are we any more mature? Really? Or have we learned how to be more sly,with our thoughts and motives? How many have left church offended,privately thinking, they won’t make it without me. Or began to think, we have no need of others. Our Lord,while in the garden,requested prayer from His followers,three times. It always touches my heart, that when they failed to respond to His need, He never railed against them.Mark 14:41 And He cometh the third time,and said to them,Sleep on now, and take your rest, it is enough.            Lord, how we need to mature in His love. Join me in this pursuit,of being perfected in His love, of seeking to be part of His ‘one’ house. To the Glory of our Father.                                                        sis.c

must the sign be this evident,,,

Jesus said,when the Pharisees {those who were most familiar,with the written word, {logos} but evidently not hearing the spoken {rhema} word desired a sign}, St.Matt.16:2,He replied to them,”When it is evening you say,It will be fair weather ,for the sky is red.3 And in the morning,It will be stormy today for the sky is red and has a gloomy and threatening look,You know how to interpret the appearance of the sky,but you cannot interpret the signs of the times.”{amp.}  He went on to say a back-slidden group,needs a brick to fall on their heads,{ my interpretation} Today it seems people,all over the world,sense we are approaching an unprecedented time,such as never before..While the church is busy about establishing ,opportunity’s for wealth to be gained..God does want us blessed,3rd John,verse 2″Beloved,{that’s us} I pray that you may prosper in every way and that your body may keep well even as your soul keeps well and prospers.” Soul, mind,will,and emotions..”Only the soul that is looking to Him,{abiding,trusting,in contact with,} will truly prosper..Jesus said,we cannot serve God and mammon,at the same time..Mammon was a heathen deity,one they looked to,,to prosper them..Our trust must be in Him,,not in buying up gold and stock-piling food and ammo..Remember when Peter and Jesus {yes,He had to function in this realm} had a need for taxes, because Peter was in close fellowship with the Lord,,he ran to Him with the need..Jesus {of course} had the answer..The need was met “super”-”naturally”.The same can happen for us,when we follow this example..And it should be “super” and “natural” for us every time..Praise God!! Grow in grace, [trust and reliance} in the Lord..And I have to ask once again doe’s the” sign” have to be this evident?     sis.c

All Things Have Been Made New,,

 

Old things have passed away, behold, all things have been made new,

Words Jesus spoke, to all of us, including me and you,

Amidst that which is passed away, is guilt and shame and fear,

We’ve been excepted in His love, the Father calls us near,

Near to share the blessedness, His presence always bears,

Near to walk with Heavens Host, eternity to share,

Excepted and Beloved, in the Saviour’s,loving grace,

To walk forever in the Light, reflected in His face,

Old things have passed away, behold, all things have been made new,

An invitation offered daily,from Jesus Christ, to you.

          Have a Blessed and Happy Easter!!                Cheryl

Every tub,must stand upon it’s own bottom,or Farewell to the blame game

This is a discarded bucket my friend found,while on a walk.She said tho she liked the bucket,she did not disturb it because of the creatures that had taken up residence in it.This picture and sentiment got me to thinking,,,,,,

All my life I’ve heard the saying”every pot must sit on it’s own bottom”.The circumstance surrounding the speaking of this particular warning,was always the same.One of us children were trying to get around, or away from correction..Or readily admitting to guilt, but blaming it on another” they told me to do it”..Then we would hear Grandma or Mom pronouncing,”every pot must sit on it’s own bottom”..What were they trying to tell us,our bottoms would soon be so sore ,sitting would be difficult? We never were quite sure..Of the correction we could always be sure..What I considered then the most unfair of treatment,surely in all the world.I now consider one of the greatest gifts ever bestowed upon me.Loving correction,when I erred from the path.

Today,it seems everything, is some one else’s fault.Rarely do we hear some one say,I did it,,blame me,,I’ll take the responsibility..I guess it’s always been the same,even in the garden.Cain said”Am I my brothers keeper?” Further back yet,,Adam said “the woman YOU gave me”.Not only shifting the blame to Eve,but even accusing the Lord..So I guess the blame game has been around a while.I am even more assured,it fails to shift the blame.Every pot must set on it’s own bottom..Romans 5:12″Wherefore as by one man sin entered into the world,and death by sin,and so death passed upon all men,for that all have sinned.” But thank the Lord for this verse,15 “But not as the offence,so also is the free gift.For if through the offence of one,many be dead,much more the grace of God,and the gift by grace,which is by one man,Jesus Christ,hath abounded to many.”  Bless His holy name…

We have free access to the very throne of God,at all times, through the shed blood of Jesus.The bible encourages us,Come boldly, Hebrews 4:16 “Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace,that we may obtain mercy,and find grace to help in a time of need.” An open door is set before us,to come before the Creator of all heaven and earth, our Father. Access to a earthly king is not given to us common folk, nor to our president, or even our local mayor’s office.

One thing can hinder us in our access,the failure to come boldly.Condemnation will prevent us,condemnation is believing the accusations of the enemy,using the vehicle of others thoughts toward us. Some times our own thoughts are polluted by the accusations of the enemy. Some times wrong teachings can condemn us. Romans 8:1,tells us “There is therefore now NO condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh,but after the Spirit.” What does this mean? For those who base their faith and access on Jesus,and all that He accomplished on the cross,there is no condemnation. My salvation began in Him and is maintained in Him. Now if I stray,enter in to sin,for example walk in unforgiveness, the Holy Spirit will convict, tug at my heart and say,”That’s not right”.My response will determine my course,will I repent,turn from that attitude. Say You are right forgive me, change me,and so enter back into right relationship. Or will I play the blame game,”I wouldn’t feel this way if  THEY etc…”The Lord taught us if we come to the altar[or throne] to offer a gift and there remember we have aught[anger] against our brother, Go and be reconciled,and then come back and offer our gift. Blame shifting does not work,we can not have free access with out walking in fellowship with the Spirit of God. The blame game breaks that fellowship.Notice with Adam,and Cain  the All knowing God knew of their sin and heart condition,yet went after them desiring to give them a chance to say,I did it ,forgive me. The blame game is what separated them. Don’t fall for that old trick.Let your tub sit or stand on it’s own bottom. There is nothing, no slight or offence worth, losing access to the presence of the Lord. It is not much comfort to perhaps be right in a situation,but wrong in attitude,and so separated.

1John 1:7 reads,”If we walk in the Light as He is in the Light,we have fellowship one with another,and the blood of Jesus Christ His Son cleanses us from all sin.” When the Lord says this is the path, walk in it, that is how He reveals light. When we except His words and walk in them, that is walking in the Light. From that place of obedience flows forgiveness, acceptance, and fellowship. Simply put LIFE. Be honest with the Lord, let Him be Lord in your life. So you can come with boldness before His throne at all times.                                                                      sis cheryl

Help,,,I’m really serious,,,,

Have you ever heard the saying,,”it looks like every thing is going down the toilet”? How about in the last year? Well for all of those who name the name,of God..We are called in Romans “Heirs” of God,,told we are citizens of the Kingdom of Heaven..We should not be adding to the sad medley,of those who know no better..We should be giving them the “answers”,not handing them a plunger..This morning I woke up and found a notice on my p.c.,,Important data must be down loaded..I was assured,it would not take “long”..I’m sure glad it wasn’t a drawn out process.It took an hour and a half..It took longer to perform “clean-up”,then it takes me to clean my whole house..I may be exaggerating, but not much..But they had said it was important….Sooo.,Well I feel,very strongly,,the Lord is sending out a message to those of us who represent Him,”It is very important we receive a down load or “re-load “from the answer  book..That we be established firmly,,dig our feet into the Rock,so to speak”..In order to build confidence in others,we must be confident..One scripture that’s been coming to me is Romans 12:2,”And be not” conformed” to this world {ways of thinking} but be ye” transformed” by the “renewing” of your mind,that ye may prove {demonstrate} what is that good,and acceptable,and perfect,will of God..”  Renewing the mind “thought life”.our minds are made new,when we read{or feed} on the words of the Lord..Then take that word and pray it, dwell upon it,until it becomes a part of us..When you eat something,your body breaks it down and it go’s into every part of your body..You live or grow, because of what you put in your body..Our spirit and soul {mind,will and emotions} are created in the same manner..So if the net work news is our main source of”data” we are going to go for the plunger..While if the “Good News” is where we get our “data”,it tells us here in Romans 12,it will transform us..Transform,is from the greek word,”metamorphoo”,that is what happens in a butterflies life..It enters the cocoon in one form,and exits as a butterfly with wings..In this “renewed” state this same,yet changed creature is able to fly..To rise above this earthly plain,heaven ward..Conformed,on the other hand,means to be “formed” according to out side,,pressure or circumstance..Like a meat ball,you take a glob of ingredients,and roll it between your hands,,and “con-form”it into a ball..Don’t get “balled up”,get in place for some “data”,that will help us be the answer,to the world we are passing thru..Now that part about” prove”.{to show or demonstrate} that brings us back to having,,and then giving, the answers needed..1 Peter 3:15,,”But sanctify the Lord, God in your hearts;and “ be ready”always to give an answer to every man that asks you a reason of the “hope” that is in you with meekness and fear..”To sanctify means to set apart,or in plain speech,respect and put first,the Lord,,agree with Him and what He says,in your hearts,or minds”.That will in turn make us ready,to give an answer,or hope…Remember the rain bow,it was a sign of the promise..There are still rain bows in this earth,God is still on the throne,His promises are still good..How ever,,there must be some rain,for a rain bow to manifest..So be ready to give some one a hand,and put the plunger away…                sis c

 

The Poets Nook,,The Teacher and the Student,,

    

      The teacher and the student , our roles can change, from day to day,,

Who should lead,who should follow,depends on which one, knows the way ,,

The subject matter,makes the difference,on “who”steps out today,,

The teacher and the student,our roles should change, from day to day,,

The focus is to share,and learn,not “who’s” got what to say,,

The teacher and the student,true friends,which ever role they play,,,,                                                                                                                                           

 

                                                             C.D.M.          11/23/08                                                                    True friends should and can learn from each other..This is so vital to “healthy” relationships..Give and take, teach and learn..It’s a God

given part of humanity..Even the Lord, Who so loved this world, He gave,John3:16,,Speaks to us in Psalm  29:1,”Give unto the Lord,O ye mighty,give unto the Lord glory and strength,,v2,Give unto the Lord the glory”due” unto His name,worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness”..sis.c

Just a Whisper,,

You know we have to be close,,to hear a whisper…We also must be attentive..Else we may miss a vital message..Not that any words the Lord may be speaking,are not vital..His words are spirit and life,,to the    “hearers”…Here in lies the key..Hearing..    This is a “whisper” from my heart to His,from May 2003,a song  

I will delight myself,in You Lord,

and trust that You,will do,

all that You,have promised me,

that You,will do,

To grant the desires,of my heart,

Jesus,that won’t be hard to do,

cause all that I desire,Lord is You,

Kiss me with the breath,of Your Spirit,

Bless me with the touch,of Your hand,

Share with me the thoughts,of Your heart Lord,

In simple words,that I can understand,

Fill me with the wealth,of Your Presence,

So I can give it all,right back to You,

Cause all that I desire Lord,is You,

oh all that I desire Lord,is You,

I need You Lord,,I need You ,,I need You,,,,

                                                                                   sis.c

The Porch and the Altar,,,

Joel 2:17,”Let the priests, the ministers of the Lord, Weep between the porch and the altar, and let them say, Spare Thy people, O Lord,and give not Thine heritage to reproach, that the heathen should rule over them, wherefore [why] should they say among the people “Where is their God”…              Between the porch and the altar…     The dwelling place of those,who are referred to as”Priests and Ministers” of the Lord…Porches representing Portals,,Entry ways,,  and the Altar,,the place of worship,,and ministry,,to the Most High…The dual calling,,purpose,,and Life of the people of God… The scripture states “let them Weep”..Heb..Bakah,,-to weep,bewail,complain,mourn,be sore with tears..Also a tree,in the region,the” weeping tree” of the balsam,or mulberry family..Also a valley,,in the Holy Land..The Valley of Baca,,or weeping..Psalms 84:4-7,,Blessed are they that dwell in Thy house, they will STILL be praising Thee,Selah..5 Blessed is the man whose strength is in Thee, in whose heart are the ways of them..6 Who “passing”through the Valley of Baca,make it a well, {necessary for life to those dwelling in a desert land} the rain also filleth the pools..7 “THEY” go from strength to strength, every one of them in Zion appeareth before God..     From this text,,we understand that those willing to “pass” thru this valley grow in strength..Creating “wells and pools” in an other wise desert place..The shortest verse, in the Bible, St. John 11:35,”Jesus wept.” If you read the verse in context,,you realize,,He wept because those nearest Him,,did not perceive,what He was saying or doing..I believe,,this scripture,is still valid,today…So much focus today is spent on our daily lives,,on our,,our,,our,,daily lives…When the focus of our daily lives,,should be on The Altar,,from there the Porch,,to the Altar,,from there the Porch…The one, will feed the other,and from there, our strength will come ..The Word of God promised,it to be so…Jesus wept…The Lord is calling us to the Altar,,the place of worship,,the place of beholding Him..When we behold Him,,we will have His heart,,and the Porch,{the entry way} will again grab our hearts..Our concern will turn to making an entry,a portal, a porch,,for the lost to find,,and come into the family,or Kingdom of God…If we find the heart of the Lord today,,it will be in the Valley of Baca..The place of travail,,of intercession,,Hebrews7:24-25,”But this man,because He continues ever,,has an unchangeable Priesthood..25 Wherefore He is able also to save them to the uttermost, that come unto God by Him,,seeing He ever lives to make intercession for them”. Oh precious Brothers and sisters,,the heart of our Lord changes not..When the Bible records God would that none should perish,,His heart is still the same today..None,,means none..Do not fear the place of weeping,,from there comes our strength…sis.c

From the Poet’s nook,,, Time,,,

In  a  world, where we can pick up a phone,or push a button to e-mail, around the world in seconds, it seems like people are lonelier than ever…In my dual field of Pastor,and private care giver,one thing I notice is people need to touch and be touched..To share life..Sometimes the elderly, cease to eat just because,they don’t want to eat,alone..It’s really amazing ,how much difference a few minutes of our Time can make in the lives,of those we pass through Time with…Lord,please help us, be rid of selfishness, and give of our most costly commodity, our Time, our lives,,Help us hear Your voice,,and be, Your hands, and give our Time..amen   A  poem,

I miss the Lady,down the road,

My mom, and cousin too,

I miss my dad ,and grandma,

But I am not missing,you,

{ now let me explain }

See “your’ included,amidst the ones,

I “could” see, every day,

But sadly,like most every one,

I don’t go,out of my way,

 { is that better?}

My way,is much to busy,

To stop,and talk with you,

But I,,intend to change that,

Before,I,am missing you,,,                                          c.d.m.08

This Rap b 4 u,,,

This is my version of Patty Cake,,I rewrote the original,when I first became a grandparent.. Now,,I know it seems kinda “juvenile “to mature Rap artists..But Heyyy,,it was written for my grand kids…   Cut me some slack,,it’s my first attempt..If you could see me” bust my moves”,,you would grasp my thoughts…      People,”some”,would say do you really listen to and appreciate,,Rap music..Yes  some of it..It is a form of communication..That is what I’m all about..More importantly,that’s what the Lord is all about..Even in the garden..When man ran and hid,,God came calling,and seeking…He so loves us,,His creation..He is still,,calling and seeking..Those of us who have received Him,,and claim to be His,,should have that same heart..Calling and seeking..Communicating,,His love and heart…I think Jesus said,”Go into the highways,,and byways,,and “COMPEL” them to come in.” The road we travel,,to do so,,may take us any where..But we need to follow His example,,and Go..

Patty Caker,,Patty Caker,,Baker’s Man,,

You got to bake me a cake,,

Just as fast as you can,,

Go,Go,Go,Patty,,

Go,Go,Go,Patty,,

Go,Go,Go,Patty,,

Go Patty,Patty’s in the house,,

You’ve got to stir it up,,

You’ve got to stir it up,,

You’ve got to stir it up,and roll it out,and mark it with a be,,

You’ve got to put it in the oven,,

PPPut it in the oven,,

You’ve got to put it in the oven,for the baby and me,,

Go,Go,Go,Patty,,

Go,Go,Go,Patty,,

Go,Go,Go,Patty,

Go Patty,Patty’s in the house….                               sis.c

                                                   revision,1997 c.d.m.

 

                                                                                                                                               

From the Poets Nook,,Living in this world below,,,

 

I think probably every one,,has heard,,or read of the horrible incident,,that happened at Walmart..The fact it came about on the day following,,Thanksgiving,,only high lighted the effect it had on everyone..Connie and I did what we usally do,,talked,,prayed,,and wrote..We wanted to share some poems from the past,,written from the headlines..                                                                                         Connie said,,,        Especially in hard times,I think we all have a place we can run to that makes us feel better..Things that help us feel good about our selves,and safe..Something we can do or give..For me that’s poetry..Today sis.c asked me to share,what I feel is my best Lyric..This is from the eighty’s.

Lord it ain’t easy..

On a dark and starless night,

a baby boy was born..

His mama threw him in a trash bin,

in the midst of a winter storm..

Tho he survived,the stab wounds,

meant to take his life away..

He will live with the scars forever,

and he’ll know the truth,someday..

Lord it ain’t easy,,,Living in this world today,,,

Lord it ain’t easy,,,Finding the right words to say,,,

            When I pray,,,

The rich man,and the poor man,,

the beggars,and the thief’s..

All praying for enlightenment,,

all telling God their needs..

How do we stop the hunger,,

the war,and the poverty?

As one by one,we bow our heads,,

and one by one agree..

Lord it ain’t easy,,Living in this world today,,

Lord it ain’t easy,,Finding the right words to say,,

            When,I,pray,,,                                Connie VanMatra

My poem comes from my journal,and a article in the headlines,a few years back..When an over whelmed mommy,took the lives of her 3 little children,in San Francisco..Witness’s recounted the tale,but never intervened..God help us,in this world today,we pray..

Stephen lived sometime ago,,in a land of great turmoil,,

When those in power,,served themselves,,the mass’s were their spoil,,

So as others,,all around him,Stephens hopes grew very dim,,              

Til the day he heard,,Yeshua speak,,and hope revived in him,,

He was tried as conflict rose,,from those he’d known the best,,

But his Saviour’s all consuming love,,withstood,,with ease,,that test,,

With joy and great conviction,,he would daily testify,,

Til the maddened,,unbelievers,,screamed out Stephen,,you must die,,

With every blow the life ebbed from,,his broken earthly form,,

Yet his “spirit man”,,ascended,,dancing high,, above the storm,,

Stephen sang out “I see Jesus,,mercy Father”,was his cry,,

And the grace in his heart,touched the hearts,of some who had stood by,,

Today,,we often hear the tales,,of little bodies broken,,

While witness’s,,recount the scene,,defence is left unspoken,,

Does Jesus’ words,,still transform,,the hearts,, and lives of men,,

Have we enough of Christ in us,,to live,,and die,,as Him,,,,

               book of Acts6:5—7:54-60                                      C.D.M.

                          All I can say,is look up and pray,,,sis.c

From the Nook,,Is the candle still burning?

Is the candle, still burning,,,

Does the warm light, yet glow,,,

Is it hid,neath a basket,,,

So the flame does not show,,,

Or does it brightly shine out,,,

From your loving heart,,,

A lamp in the darkness,,,

God’s light to impart,,,

In this season of giving,,,

Decorations shine bright,,,

Take care that your candle,,,

Burns bright in the night,,,                                          12/18/08 c.d.m.

Lord,,help us to,,truly remember,,the reason,for the season..That we do not glibly repeat cliches,,but repeat with our actions, Your words of life,,Help us share Your gift of Life,,in this season when we celebrate,Your life,,,Let us shine as candles unto You,Lord,,in Your precious name we pray,,amen                  Merry,Merry Christmas,to all,,,                     sis.c

from the Poet’s Nook,,A quiet revolution,,,

I watched her,as she changed the bed,,the third time,so far today,,,

Then hurried to complete her hall,,so she could help with trays,,,

She smiled and gently,broke the grasp,, of gnarled clasping fingers,,,

Choked back a tear,her pain was clear,,she had no time to linger,,,

I watched him wipe the sweat away,,with one,brown wrinkled hand,,,

Then give the motor,one more try,before he rose to stand,,,

He gathered up all his tools,,to put them all away,,,

Sighed,and said tomorrow gal,will be another day,,,

With a day to day notion,,doing day to day chores,,,

Just going through the motions,,and trusting in the Lord,,,

Who promised to the faithful,,the eternal rewards,,,

For our day to day devotions,,toward our families and the Lord,,,

I looked up to see her coming,,and quickly noticed her halted gait,,,

At her table, she tried to smile,,as she sat down the steaming plates,,,

Her mind was filled,with a be-zillion things,,her job,her kids,her bills,,,

But all that she could think of,,was that blister on her heel,,,

I saw him in his uniform,,of greens,and browns,and tan,,,

A proud young American,,a military man,,,

With gun at side,and heart in hand,,he stood to salute another,,,

He only wants to do his job,,and get home to see his mother,,,

With a day to day notion,,doing day to day chores,,,

Just going through the motions,,and trusting in the Lord,,,

Who promised to the faithful,,the eternal rewards,,,

For our day to day devotions,,toward our families and the Lord,,, 

                    c.d.m.08                                                         We so often fail to appreciate people in their daily service,to  us, or family, job,country,, and God…I find it amazing what a simple “thank you” does in the heart or attitude of those I come in contact with,in day to day situations..If our Creator declares,He will not be unrighteous,and forget our works,,then I suggest it is unrighteous for us to do so..Let us demonstrate a humble heart,,one that doesn’t think service is do us..But instead is a gift, which we need to say “thank you” for..Not just in words but in attitude and actions..Lets follow the Lords example,,and honor those we come in contact with..Especially those who serve in one of the most unappreciated stations,,our service men and women..They follow the Lords example also..The one where He said “a friend lays down his life for another”..As they have laid down their lives,for us,and our nation,,lets remember them in our prayers,,not just in this “season”,,but in our hearts and attitudes and yes” words”and actions in the future..Lets show appreciation to families and loved ones..Lets start a revolution of respect and honor one to another,in our day to day lives..We will be honoring the Lord,as we do so…And we will be sure to receive a reward…Even if its only a smile,,for now…  Viva la revolution…                                       sister c

from the Poet’s Nook,,An Open Hand is Needed,,

                      An Open Hand is Needed,,,,                   

I happened once upon a bird,,a frightened little thing,,,

It’s twisted body lay there,,with a badly broken wing,,,

Surprise gave way to sympathy,,as I reached out to him,,,

But life’s experience told him,,I was not his friend,,,

The more I tried to rescue him,,the more he drew away,,,

Til getting down on bended knee,,I scooped him up that day,,,

I carried him to a cage,,and gently closed the door,,,

Then splinted wing,,gave water and seed,,and offered him no more,,,

I did not try to tame him,,for he was a wild thing,,,

My hope was just to see him well,,another day to sing,,,

Slowly he began to mend,,all tho I just must say,,,

I never saw him come to life,,til I let him fly away,,,

An open hand is needed,,God’s mercy to impart,,,

An open hand receives the love,,it needs to touch a heart,,,

                                                                                                                      c.d.m.09

The open hand [yad]  is the type of hand, we are instructed to approach the Lord with. As opposed to a clinched or closed hand..Makes sense its hard to receive with a closed hand. The position of our hands, are directly linked, to the condition of our hearts. Ask those schooled in the study of body language, your hands speak of your thoughts or heart. Observe someones hand during a time of stress,or anger. Our hands speak… Notice as they approach the altar,,are their hands hanging down in defeat,,folded across the chest in a closed manner. Or are they lifted up,,in need yes,,but also in expectancy.,Our hands speak…

They also speak in our attempts of reaching out. It’s time to truly search our hearts motives,in our reaching out. Are we truly desiring, to see the Kingdom of God,, expanded in the hearts of men? Or are we concerned with appearing successful in men’s eyes,,gathering souls for our own reasons. Then feverishly trying to mold them into our concept, of what they should be.Sometimes even causing spiritual abortions in our carelessness. Forgetting or neglecting the word that tells us,’ Lest the Lord build the house, you labor in vain’.  How many Frankenstein’s have men’s hands created,and destroyed? Sadly this has been the case much of the time. But the Lord is seeking for a new breed of followers,whose motives will be as His, to do the Fathers bidding, and reflect His heart, to our generation. To bring Glory to God, and reflect His heart to the nations. A new creation, bearing open hearts, and open hands,,they are very needed.                                                                   sis.c

 

the Poets Nook,,,Standing,,,

All alone, upon the hill,,,Left to stand, it stands there still,,,

With none to left, with none to right,,, It stands there, a most lonesome sight,,,

The season now, is Winters rest,,,The standing one, does not protest,,,

For soon to follow, Spring will come,,,With dancing rain, and sparkling sun,,,

Then bursting forth, with all it’s might,,, New buds, new leaves,a welcome sight,,,

To usher Summer,into place,,,To offer shade, for up turned face,,,

We find it next, in Autumn’s scene,,,Where shades of red, replace the green,,,

Then all alone, upon the hill,,,Left to stand, it stands there still,,

,c.d.m.08            

The seasons of life, have one thing in common, they all pass.I hear many people sharing how they feel incredibly alone, unsure, and are questioning.  But feelings and appearances can be,{and usually are} deceptive.  The word of God,also called the word of Truth,is the one sure foundation,we can base our feelings and lives on.      

That sure and unchanging word tells us the Lord has said,”I will never leave you nor forsake you.”No matter how we “feel”,we are not, and will not be, left alone.I am not just writing to who so ever reads this. I am writing for my own benefit,I need to hear this and be daily established in this promise also.  He is faithful in keeping His promise’s to us. 

Ephesians chapter 6 speaks a lot about “standing”.Speaking to the believers of the great battle,we are in. That battle is remaining in faith,so we can stand. {faith=steadfast trust in,and reliance on the Lord}The text names the different elements of the believers armor,which enable us to stand.Center most in the teaching is the word of God.Not only must we know the word,but then we are to stand on that word.Stand, to be in a position to move or”act”, not sitting or laying, but standing. The second most mentioned point is prayer, [or the functioning of the trust and reliance,] the “action” of our armor.

You see we are not only in a battle to keep the ground we have taken,but to go forward and take ground for the Kingdom. That ground is the hearts and souls of the ones our Lord gave His life for. Jesus taught us to pray,”Thy Kingdom come and Thy will be done in earth,as it is in heaven.”His will is that none should perish,be lost an not spend eternity with Him.

So it’s understandable why an assault would be aimed at us,to DIS-ARM us. So we are not able to stand and go forward establishing the Kingdom in the hearts of men. Let’s awaken and shake ourselves,so we can stand and go forward.This season to shall pass,but the promises of God are never changing.We are not alone, Jesus said,”In this world you will have tribulations [tests, trials,ups and downs] BUT be of good cheer,{at peace and so joyful}for I have over come the world.”John 16:33 We can stand if we stand in Him, believing His promises and trusting.                   sis c

Whispers from the Lilly bed,,He Loveth the tender blooms,,,

The blooms,of a plant are so very tender..Changing the amount of light,,or water defer blossoming…Recently the Lady,I work for,as a private “caregiver”,went to a rest home..Hopefully for a short stay,do to a slight fall..At home we had been nurturing a Christmas Cactus..It had never bloomed,do to being miss placed,and perhaps under watered..Prior to the fall,,it was covered with tiny pink,as yet unopened  bloometts{?}..Well her son brought it to the rest home,,so she could enjoy the plant as it blossomed…I wondered even as he proudly walked in with it..Knowing,placement,light,and proper care,are vital at this tender stage..Sure enough,it bloomed,and was lovely..How ever it lost over half of the tender bloometts{?}.   I knew from the past,,this would probably happen..But it was not my call,,and she did enjoy,the few blossoms,that survived..My thoughts of course raced toward the spiritual application..How often,as a Pastor,I have watched as plantings of the Lord,,picked up and “changed” places,,or allowed other thing’s to interfere,,with their receiving of water..{Luke8:14}I have stood back and sadly watched,as they too would loose blossoms,fruit,and growth..Then again,it was not my call,even the Lord,will not interfere,with our free will..He loves the tender blossoms,and longs to tend them,with all the wisdom, as creator and keeper of life,He holds..Our part is remaining in His hands,,allowing Him to govern our existence,,totally..How much Light,,Water,,{of His word and presence}and placement,,or planting..It requires trust,,and patience..on our part..James5:7,”Be patient therefore,brethren,until the coming of the Lord.Behold the husbandman waits,for the precious fruit of the earth,and has long patience for it,until He receives the early and latter rain..”Patience,,is not the drumming of the fingers,,in forced waiting,,we so often consider it to be..[From the Greek,hupomone,,"cheerful or hopeful endurance,constancy,to stay under,remain,endure, persevere and abide"..] Key words “cheerful and hopeful,abiding”..Sounds like trust and expectancy..All stemming from being planted,[rooted]in a loving relationship,with Jesus..Always it returns to relationship,,,,Selah,,,,     

                                    I love, the tender blooms,,

                                    So I wait,, expectantly,,

                                    For each bloom, to open up,,

                                    And lift it’s lovely face,toward Me,,,

                                    I adore, every petal,,

                                    No two blooms,are quite the same,,

                                    My hand tends, and trains the tendril’s,,

                                     And I call each one,by name,,,

                                     I walk amidst, My Lilly bed,,

                                     It’s there, I feed and rest,,

                                     In the whispers, of My Lilly bed,,

                                     My heart of love,is blessed,,,

      The Song of Solomon chapter 2 verse 2 and 16,,               sis.c

                                                                                             

From the nook,,,As I sat in darkness,,,

                         As I sat in darkness,,

                                                           I listened patiently,,

                                                                Waiting in the darkness,,

                                                        for some one to speak to me,,,

                                                      I wondered “Is this darkness,,

                                                           all that I will see”,,

Oh how I feared the darkness,,

would be the end of me,,,

Then one day I heard,,

the sweetest,gentle Voice,,

speak out of that darkness,,

It made my heart rejoice,,

He whispered,I AM Light,,

There is no darkness inside Me,,

Step into My Light,,

and I will make the darkness flee,,,

Now,,not just today,,

but for all eternity,,

I no longer fear the darkness,,

I have the Light,inside of me,,,

                   

  12/9/08 c.d.m.     I wonder how many,in the world today,,wait in darkness…How many long to hear a voice, speak,,bearing light…If you walk in the Light,I ask that you recall,when you sat in darkness…Remember how the Light,broke in,bringing peace,and hope…Now think of those ,yet trapped in the dark…Let the compassion of God,flow out of your heart,and light a candle,for the lost,to find their way home…In this season when all over, homes are dressed, with candles in the windows, let us not forget,,what the season really is about…It’s wonderful to celebrate,that our Saviour was born…Let’s do that every day,of the year…But,if we really want to Honor His Birth,,the best way we can do so,,is to reflect His heart…His heart is in driving out darkness,,breaking chains,,and setting captives free…1 John 3:8,,,,”For this purpose the Son of God was manifested, that He might destroy the works of the devil..”Each time we place a candle in a window,a bow on a gift,,a stamp on a card,,let’s remember…a prayer,,

“Lord, Thank You for the glorious gift of Light,,Thank You for salvation..Help us to truly remember the reason for this season,,and share Your purpose,,every day of the year..You said,we are also, the Light of the world,,and the salt of the earth..Refresh us with Your presence,,renew us with Your love,,and let us shine,,in the midst of darkness..Let this be the dawning,,of a new season,,in the heart of us,,Your people..We ask in faith and expectation,,in Jesus name,,amen..

Proverbs4:18″But the path of the righteous is like the light of dawn,that shines brighter and brighter until the full day”…Thank God we don’t have to fear the dark!! Isn’t that great?  sis c

The Forgotten Stairway,,,{a dream}

A simple question,,what is the purpose of a stairway? A simple answer,,a means to ascend to a higher level..

In 2002,I received a dream,from the Lord,revealing His hearts desire,for the heart condition,of those called to make up His bride…

In the dream,I was flying above a market place,such as you would see in the middle east,or maybe even Jerusalem..The Holy Spirit was my Guide,we set down on the busy street,and began to follow a newlywed couple,from vendor to vendor..

The little stores on this street,were incredible..They were filled with the most beautiful gifts,ones eyes could behold..Gold made up the majority of the items..It seemed each booth contained more glorious gifts then the last..Every where there were jewel encrusted items of all kinds..The greatest jewel collection in the world could not compare to these gift shops..It was breath taking in its beauty..Any of my friends,know I LOVE jewelry,and things of beauty..Yet surprisingly the beauty of the gift shops did not capture my attention,it was the couple walking through the shops,that mesmerised me..He was a tall man,I really could not tell you what He looked like other than that..She was an average sized lady..She clung to His left arm,with her face held upward,looking at Him..It was not” what they looked like” that captured my attention,,but” how they looked”,,at each other…Never in the most passion filled love story have I beheld,the consuming adoration, that flowed between these two lovers..Their eyes never strayed from each other..The chemistry between them pulled you into their shared passion,I couldn’t stop looking at them..Forgive me if I use the same words over and over to describe what I beheld..But I don’t have words in my vocabulary to describe,the love,,devotion,,and passion,,they shared..They were a thing of beauty,,as they meandered through the shops,there was always the same Attendant,ushering them through each one..Since I was on my own now,I realized my Guide ,was now their Attendant..I followed captivated..As they passed through row, after row of items of beauty..Occasionally,just the flicker or gleam,of an object would shine in the corner of this Brides eye.Never did she take her eyes of adoration from her Grooms face..She was totally enraptured in Him..He was in like condition of her,yet able to take note of items,that shined in her devoted eyes..He would then nod to the Attendant,Who would wrap each gift,and carry it to the next shop..It seemed to go on for quite some time..Eventually they finished,came out of the last shop, as caught up in each other as when they began..The Attendant followed beside them,baring arms filled with gifts.. Never once had her eyes left the face of her Beloved..Never once had her Groom,hesitated or missed a step in leading her through,the maze of gift shops..They were oblivious of any one else..When they came out of the place of gifting,they entered into a passionate embrace..The Attendant took a covering,like nothing I’ve ever seen,the material seemed from another world,floated it up into the air and let it cascade down over them for privacy..He looked at me, and then speaking for the first time stated,,”This happens with them all the time”………I awoke…

I believe in the dream,I saw our heavenly Bridegrooms heart and desire for us..There is much taught today of what we can attain thru relationship,all the blessing’s available to the believer..But even spiritual gifts will pass away,when that which is perfect shall come..1Cor.13:10. What shall remain,, Love,,and relationship borne out of that love..In Ephesians 5,a great mystery is spoken of,concerning Christ and His church..In verse 27 it refers to Him “presenting it {the church,Bride} to Himself”..The majority of the chapter is referring to the marriage relationship..Not by accident..Normally the minister presents the couple to those gathered..But here the scripture states in vs.27,”That He might present it to Himself”..In reality He alone can prepare us and “adorn” us..Our part is yielding ,and clinging to His arm,with adoring eyes..Read Revelation19:6-9,,in verse 7b it says for the marriage of the Lamb is come and His” wive” has made herself ready..The only reference ,I know of in the bible ,where she is called “wife”..Could the “readiness” be what separates bride,,from wife?We already have read where He will do the needful work in the bride{church},Himself..Again our part, is developing that heart of adoration, that clings to Him..Allowing Him to work in our midst those things pleasing to Him..        Song of Solomon 1:4 “Draw me,we will run after Thee,the King has brought me into His chambers,we will be glad and rejoice in Thee,we will remember Thy love more than wine..The upright love Thee..  ”       In His chambers is where love begins,,grows,,and consumes our beings..He will draw,,but we must follow..All that is going on in the world is but a distraction..       Allow Him to draw,,pray for a heart of passionate Agape love,as never before..Do not say I have heard it all before,or tried it all..Run to the secret place,,pursue Him..Song of Solomon 2:14″O My dove,that art in the cleft of the rock,in the secret places of the stairs,,let Me see thy countenance,let Me hear thy voice,for sweet is thy voice and thy countenance is comely.”  Are we dwelling in the cleft of the rock,{Psalm 91}, finding shelter in the secret place of the stairs?Again I ask what is the purpose of stairs? To travel from one level to the next..Do you realize your face and voice are beautiful to Him?Or has something kept you away from the stairs,and His face?We must see Him,2 Corinthians 3:18,”But we all,with open face beholding as in a glass,the glory of the Lord,are changed from glory to glory,even as by the Spirit of the Lord.” No wonder the enemy of our souls, tries with all he can,to hinder us from ascending the stairs..Sweep off the stairway,,and start anew your ascent..He calls,and draws,us upward,, but it is our part to respond……

Father in the name of Your precious Son Jesus,we pray,Help us find the secret place of the stairs,created for us,let us ascend and pursue,and never settle on any landing,,thinking we have went as far as is necessary..Let us behold Your face Lord,for it indeed is beautiful,and only then can we be changed,and made into that spotless bride,that You desire us to be..We are sorry Lord for the neglect we have shown at times,to the place of ascent.And pray for diligence in every area of our walks..Thank You Lord, for Your tender mercy and grace,,amen

                                                                                                                                                                                                             Be blessed sis.Cheryl

Can you still see the Way?

Like a bridge over troubled water,,,

Can you see where your headed? The end of your journey? Can we be sure? It is all a matter of faith. Or believing in something presented to us. The Lord Jesus,has rightfully been referred to as our bridge. A bridge allows access to cross over from one area, or plain to another.So He fills that bill,so to speak.The thief on the cross,next to Jesus said,”Remember me Lord,when You come into Your kingdom”.Jesus replied to him “This day you will be with Me in paradise.”Notice He did not say,after you have done this, and this, and this.The thief’s belief and acceptance, that Jesus was, who He said He was,and his request was enough.His faith and response was his access to the” Bridge”.I believe that day that thief, who did not deserve it any more than any of us,,danced with the Lord,in paradise,just as the Lord had said. 

This is such a scary time to most people,and clarity or the ability to see a little ways down the road is what is causing so much of the fear..The bible has this to say about,FEAR,,’Perfect love casts out fear.’1John4:18 Perfect=matured,established,love,casts out and over rides fear,settles us down in the protective loving arms of the Lord.That whole chapter of John is so excellent on love.Just proof reading it,to write it down brought tears to my eyes.Verse 10 says not that we first loved Him,but that He loved us..If He did,then He does…I’m so grateful for that love and mercy..

Take this time to be, or be re-established in His keeping love.You will receive the light or clarity needed to go forward,in these troubled times.                         Father,in the name of our Lord and Savior,Jesus,,I pray for a great outpouring of your love,that sweeps us up and carry’s us through the alarming times we are living in.I pray for great revelation of You ,Your will, and Your ways,to be deposited upon and into, all those asking this day, that we not only be able to see clearly for our journey,but to also be able, to help those we come across,in our daily walks,that we sow peace and Your love every where we go.. Thank You Lord for the tender grace and mercy You shed upon us,and for answered prayer. amen

Whispering from the Lilly bed,,,

I’ve run to You,,my faithful Friend,and as always,,when I seek You,,I find You once again…

Here I can see,,Your blessed face,,my heart is emptied,,out before You,,as You fill me with Your grace…

Oh Jesus,faithful and true,,I always find in You,,that which my heart has required…

Oh Jesus,You never change,,forever Lord,,You remain the same,,Jesus that’s just Who You are…

I look at You,,then I see me,,and I can’t help but wonder,,how it can ever be…

That I’d become,what You have planned,,I’m so thankful,,You remind me,,it’s not in my strength,,that I stand…                  c.d.m.05

A soft whisper,,sometimes in our walk of faith,,that seems to be all we can muster up.Yet we are assured that even those whispers are heard,,even when they are silent cries of the heart.If you have known the Lord,for any time at all,you have surely shared this season of seeming weakness and frailty.The apostle Paul said in 2 Cor.12,that he would rather  “glory”in weakness,times of trial and testing.Those times when circumstance, circumvented the shout.Having been assured of the Lord that in his weakness,the Lord is,and so fashions us strong.

Most of us “glory” in the victory,the after glow,”after”being the word of focus.I long to mature to the place where my heart is untouched, by the ups and downs of this life.Where my confidence, in the beginning of a testing,a trial or temptation, is steady and sure. {perhaps just the temptation to question,to wonder,is He really going to see me through this,can He fix even this?} I want confidence,to rest,in His peace,with a joyful song in my heart, and on my lips. I’m getting better, {I would hope after 39 years} but I’m not there yet.

We really do have an enemy of our souls, and our God.That enemy knows well, how to get to us.What will work,,Who he most effectively can use,,and exactly When to activate the plan.Perhaps that’s why we are encouraged not to be ignorant of Satan’s devices.2 Cor.2:11

I really appreciate Paul’s willingness to be transparent,to write to the believers,and share his own “weakness”.To care more that they learn from his experience,then that his reflection remain unmarred.I know every one mentions how, at midnight,while wrongfully thrown in prison,Paul and Silas praised the Lord.Then they were supernaturally delivered.{Acts chapter 16} However no one can say if,  say at 11:15, they might have suffered their season of only being able to offer a soft whisper,,from quaking hearts and trembling lips.They shared our humanity and born again experience, so whether it was then or half a dozen trials earlier, I’m sure they had their season of uncertainty, just like us.

I do know one thing and stand confident in this, the mercy, grace,  love,  and faithfulness of God. When I fail, He is all of the above, when I wander from the path, He remains steadfast. I am so, so,  grateful “my” faithfulness, has  not been my “strong tower”.That when I come to my senses and turn back,when I awaken, and call out, His faithfulness answerer’s my cries,,always, always.. 

Father in the gracious name of our Saviour, we come before Your throne.Lord we want to thank You,for Your goodness and mercy,Your patience in working in us, to do and will ,Your pleasure and plan. I pray we grow in the grace[reliance] and the knowledge of Jesus.That we be established daily in Your love, and truly begin to reflect these aspects of You, to the world we are passing through.I pray we be a joy to You, and our joy be found more and more in You. We believe Your word that teach’s us to ask in faith, and so we thank You now,,amen.

                                                                                                                  sis.cheryl

Evidence of God’s Love

I wish that it was plain, to see,,Our Makers loving hand,,,

The way He cares, for you and me,,is hard to understand,,,

If we could ’see’ the loving way,, He nurtures us,each one,,,

The Evidence is that He sent,,His begotten Son,,,

But there to stare us in the face,,are trials,tricks,and thorns,,,

Declaring to us every day,,’another day to mourn’,,,

But if we could see in the Spirit realm,,there are feathers every where,,,

The Evidence of Fathers Love,,Beloved, He does care,,,

c.d.m.09

Psalms 91,declares,The ones who abide,[find their rest and trust]under the shadow of the Almighty,dwells in the ’secret place of the Most High’.

In that place they are kept,provided for,and protected,by THE MOST HIGH. Not the little bit high,THE MOST HIGH..The One Who is above,and has been given a Name{onoma=character and position}that is Above EVERY NAME. Above need, fear, sickness, even death,,even T.V. anchors and their words of fear and anxiety.

Verse 2 declares the words of one who abides,,’I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress,my God, in Him will I trust’.     A God Who isn’t big enough to deliver or save His people, isn’t much of a God..When we  were commanded to ‘Make No Graven Images’, the writer had he spoken to our generation,would have added,’Like the shallow images,modern man has created of THE MOST HIGH’..  Our God is not weak and powerless,,He is as able and willing today,as He has  always been..The bible tells us “He changes not’. He is still,THE MOST HIGH.   The writer said,’I will SAY’. Begin to say,,My God Is THE MOST HIGH,,higher than any thing in this realm,He created this realm,He can and will take care of me in this realm, and thru eternity. How can we believe Him for Eternity,but not for Today? Consider the loaves and fishes,when need arose,an answer to need came.In Mark chapter 8, when need arose again,this time a personal need,the diciples [like us] questioned or doubted.Jesus replied to them’ Having eyes, see ye not?and having ears,hear ye not?and do you not remember?’ If we have been born again we have eyes to see,and ears to hear,we need hearts to believe..We must feed upon the words of our Lord,to let our faith be strengthened,to believe.So our eyes can see the Evidence of God’s Love. So we can share with others the Evidence,and bring joy to all of heaven.                                                            sis.c

 Psalm 91:11,’For He shall give His angels charge over thee,to keep thee in all thy ways’………………..

Home is Where the Heart is,,,

I’m really not at home here,, cause home is where my heart is,,,

 So I’m just not satisfied,, where ever I may be,,,

There is a longing down inside of me,, to see beyond the next horizon,,,

So I just can’t settle down here,, cause it’s not home to me,,,

I am a pilgrim,, and a stranger,,seeking for a far off place,,,

Where my loved ones,, and the angel’s,, stand beholding the Lord’s dear face,,,

No my treasure,,has not been stored here,,It is laid up in my home there above,,,

And I’ll soon be going,,there to my homeland,,carried forth on the wings of His love,,,

There is a city,,that awaits us,,Whose builder and Maker was the Lord,,,

And in that city,,we will all be welcomed,,and received by the One we’ve adored,,,

Hey there is nothing,,here in this strange land,,that can in any way be compared,,,

To the wondrous home that awaits us,,in that place,, that our Lord has prepared,,, 

So I’m really not at home here,,cause home is where my heart is,,,

oh I’m just not satisfied,,where ever I may be,,,

There is a longing down inside of me,,to see beyond the next horizon,,,

So I just can’t settle down here,,cause it’s not home to me,,,

                                                                                                                6/2001 c.d.m.

In the light of eternity, all else pales..When we have joyfully arrived in our eternal home, one thing I believe we will all regret, is time here wasted..Buying into all the hype of the age, we live in, rather than, doing what the bible tells us to do ‘redeeming the time, wisely’.We really are not at home here..So as the old song says’ Lay up your treasures in that home above and trust, fully trust in your Saviors love.’ We will then find our short time here much more enjoyable,,beloved of the Lord.             sis.c

What to do,when the fog rolls in…

What to do,,what to do,,what to do…If you listen,,you will hear that question,like a whirlwind in the atmosphere,running through the minds and hearts of passers by..

Say what you will about Christianity,being a crutch,for the weak..Many refer to faith as such..How ever even medical science says those with faith,a hope and trust in something besides what they can see in front of their eyes,fair better in any circumstance,than those who have no such faith..

What is wrong with a crutch,any way? Have you ever had an injury,that required the use of a crutch,or something to lean upon,to move forward?If so you would see the value of a lowly crutch..

I have had my glorious “Crutch” since I was a child..He has been there to support me in in countless injuries,and times of weakness..For that I am so grateful..Never have I known a time when,my” Support” was not there..The only time I have really stumbled or taken a fall,was when I refused to lean upon Him..Thinking maybe I could manage on my own..Or times when I did not care for the path He had chosen,and struck out on my own..I have always found,tho the path may not have “appeared” to be one I would choose,it was after all the correct one..A speedy return, being the only remedy.to the wrong path I would then find myself on..

I love my “Crutch”,and do not want to traverse these times without Him,for even a second..When I look out and see the fog,of confusion,fear,worry,and troubled times we live in,I am filled once more with gratitude for my Crutch..

When I rely upon Him,He carries me up,to a higher place,where just like in this picture ,I can see beyond the fog..Does that mean the fog disappears?No,it means I can see beyond it,and know that fog always passes,,eventually..Meanwhile,I can rejoice in that place of clarity,and be at peace,while waiting for the “fog”to lift..

Once my mate and I  were headed north,up I77.There is a mountain stretch,that goes steadily up for 7 miles.This particular day happened to be one in which,the fog came in..Now on the north bound side of the road,a sheer drop is on the passenger side of the car..Oh yeah there is a little guard rail there.But ppleease,,I’ve viewed those,along side the roads in crumpled little masses..So I have very little trust in them protecting me from,going off the side of that mountain..Then when you see,[or more aptly in the fog hear ]cars and semi’s,pushing on and rushing by,heedless to the warning signs,it was very nerve wracking..It was a good day to have my Crutch..I talked to Him a lot,as we waited for the fog to lift..Eventually it did,lift..The sun came out and chased it away..How beautiful that sun appeared that day..As it shown,you could literally watch the fog roll out..Far out over the beautiful valley that lay at the foot of the mountains,the sun chased the fog away,and graced the land with it’s presence..We then could begin once more our assent,up the mountain range toward our home..

I was very glad to get home,after that trip..I was also very thankful,that we were not alone,we had the comfort of our Crutch,the One,we rely on in all circumstance’s of life,,good or bad..I was also grateful for the wisdom gained, from leaning upon Him..For instance,,He has taught us to heed warning signs..In stead of looking upon them as a hindrance to our “freedom”..I wonder how many frail humans,disregarded,,the warning signs and rushed on blindly,,to their harm,.or the harm of others..

What to do, what to do,,hopefully first and foremost,,know,,trust in and rely upon,,the Lord Jesus Christ..He is the Faithful One,,He said He would never leave us nor forsake us..Secondly know that He is most assuredly upon the Throne..In control,,watching over and ready to intervene at our request,,Second Chronicles 16:9,records the eyes{or heart ,Spirit}of the Lord runs,{seeking}through out the earth ,for those in whom He can show Himself strong for,{or in behalf of}..Who are those ones He can move for and in?The text declares,those who’s hearts are perfect towards Him..How are our hearts perfect towards Him,,simply by trusting,in Him,His goodness,faithfulness and ability..Letting Him be that “Crutch”,that we rest upon..The fog will lift,listen to Him and His words of promise..Wait for the fog to lift,and don’t go trying to push your own way through it..

Father God,we pray in the precious name of Your son,,Jesus,,even as He has taught us..We come in faith in Your goodness and Your heart’s desire,for us,which is peace, grace ,and mercy,,we come believing You hear and answer prayer..We ask for all of these blessings upon our nation,upon this earth,and upon Your people..Help us to not only trust and receive for ourselves,,but so much so that we can be the blessing You’ve called us to be in this earth..We know provision is meant to be sown through our hands,in times like this..Help us receive faith for the miracle of the fish and loafs,,that all that comes into our hands be blessed and multiplied,and passed to the multitudes..Your Kingdom come and Your WILL be done in US, Your people,,so it touches the world with Your love and abundance..We will be sure to give all the glory to You for You alone are worthy..We bless You and thank You now,,amen

God bless,,and happy new year,may every day be spent in Him,,sis.c

                     A Poem from the year 2000,,The Gift,,

The absolute most precious gift,,that I can give to you,,,

is the knowledge that the trying,,of your faith will bring to you,,,

The trying of your faith’s,,so much more valuable than gold…

Cause once you’ve stood fast on My word,,here’s what you will behold,,,

The absolute most precious gift,,that I can give to you,,,

is the knowledge that the trying of your faith,,will bring to you,,,

If faith is never tested,,how can you ever see,,,

if what you have been trusting in,,is all that it must be,,,

But once your faith is tried,, and peace has been restored,,,

you’ll know forever after,,you can rely upon your Lord,,,

 

 

Vessel’s of Honor and Wisdom,

                                                    Vessel’s,,,

What’s the matter, Daddy, why is it, you can’t see…

All that’s happening, out there, it seems so clear to me…

Daddy smiled, and whispered, ‘Honey, you don’t understand…

You’ve gained, a higher vantage point, from my shoulders, where you stand…

Daughter said to Mother, ‘Why is it so hard, for you…

To grasp this simple problem, and just do it, as I do’…

Mother smiled at Daughter, said ‘ The reason, you don’t fear…

Is because I simply, grasped your hand, and held  it, all these years’…

Oh, when at last, we comprehend, and become thankful for…

The hands and shoulders, from our past, that allowed us each, to soar…

Then humble heart’s, will recognise, and so, be more inclined…

To touch the young ones, in front of us, with the wisdom, of those from behind…                                                                                  c.d.m.  3/4/09

A prophecy from the book of Malachi, declares prior to the Lord’s return. There will be a movement, sent from God to change the hearts of the Fathers [or elder generation] towards the next or younger, and the hearts of the younger, towards the elder.[ Malachi 4:6], As every prophecy in the Bible has come to pass in it’s time, so will this one. This movement of the Spirit of God will thwart, a curse from the face of the earth. And because the first commandment recording, a corresponding blessing is   ‘Honor thy Father and Mother that thy days may be long upon the land which the Lord thy God giveth thee’. [  Exodus 20:12 ] I believe there will be a time of great blessing released upon us also. Does this mean that all the turmoil and problems in life will disappear, no the Bible doesn’t say that ,nor do I. But under the blessing of God even troubles, are tolerable and can be times of triumph and rejoicing.  Consider Elijah in the time of drought and famine, he heard God, followed His instructions, and not only was his needs met ,but the widow’s house, that was in covenant with him was also.

Through out the Bible, when a nation turned back from God, or failed to turn to Him, it often records the people  had no, or very little concern, for generations behind them ,or those which were to come. I believe this blessing promised to be sent will herald a great revival.The one many of us have longed for, prayed for, and expected. Well don’t give up now. Pray and believe, and we shall behold it, in the ‘Land of the Living’.Are you dwelling there in the place of ‘Living’ faith?    I pray for a fresh infusion of Living faith in our hearts, and strength to birth, or bring forth the promises of God to our generation, in Jesus name, to the glory of God, and His Kingdom, amen                                         sis.c

Is This The Portal To The ‘Twilight Zone’,

                                       The Twilight Zone

How did I get here, tell me what,was my crime?

Was it growing older,with the passing,of time?

If I can’t swallow my medication, it’s recorded ‘Patient Refused’,

Or call someone, by the wrong name, then it’s ‘Patient’s Confused’,

If I don’t feel, like doing therapy, the nurse has the Doctor’s ear,

he will call-in, what she requests,then I can’t think very clear.

When I get tired of probes and needles, and I raise up my hand,

I’m declared, to be combative, and they call for,Ada-van.

Or should I, become restless,cause medications ,don’t agree,

they decide it is ‘Alzheimer’s’,and then slap a patch on me.

If it appears, that all I do of late, is lie in bed, and moan,

it’s because,my ‘Twilight Years’,have now become,’The Twilight Zone’.

Who will be my voice, for it seems I can’t, articulate,

look on me, and intervene, my friend, before you share my fate.

  c.d.m.3/15/09

Has anyone out there noted,the treatment of the elderly? If not please open your eyes and ears,before you see a loved one in similar condition.These are not just words on a page, but a true report of what go’s on in many circumstances. Please pray about the treatment of the aged.When they happen to go into a “rest home’,many even loose their private physicians. They are TOLD the house ‘doctor’ is now your Doctor. He of course is on the payroll of the facility.You can’t leave the facility because ’ he’ must release you. It’s reminds me of the Twilight Zone ,where all reality is altered. Sadly tho it is the reality of many of our elderly, prayer and voices can make a difference.         sis Cheryl

John McCain

                                     Honor Where Honor is Due,

I voted for you Mr.McCain,and I’m not ashamed to say,

I’d probably vote for you again,if you should run again someday,

So many thought you were to old,to lead this,’our great land’,

But one must learn to follow well,before one is prepared to command,

Another man was voted in,and now stands in that place,

So I’ll respect and pray for him,that God shines on his face,

Sir,I felt the need to speak these words,and thank you once again,

For standing strong,and standing true,a leader amongst men.

                      c.d.m.09

Family of God ,let us pray for our nation,as one people under God.

The Tea Party,[Miss Ruby]

Miss Ruby,came over for tea today,with a gift, of blueberry jam,

The servant Grace,met her at the door, and said ‘This way,if you please mam’,

As they entered,the front room parlor,Miss Ruby’s eyes peered, every where,

Grace thought,she favored an old owl,as she craned her neck, to stare,

When Mrs. Winters, finally entered the parlor,they exchanged their, how-do-you-do’s,

She asked Ruby,’How many sugars Dear’,Miss Ruby replied,’Only two’,

Grace scurried,out with the tea tray,and retired,out in the hall,

So she could rest,with one ear cocked,in case Mrs.Winters,should call,

Of course Gracie,could not help,but over hear,as they began to speak,

Miss Ruby had so much,to tell and retell,on this,the third day of the week,

There was breaking news,of the Widow Brown,who was caught,in Messners store,

In her coat,she had two pork roasts,in her pocket book,she had more,

Then of course the story,of the Johnson girl,the one, who was sent away,

One would think,they could have avoided,such a thing,in these modern days,

Miss Ruby groaned, as she shifted her weight,whispered ’surely, you’ve heard the tale,

Of the Deacon, James Adams and family,leaving town,when the stock market fell’,

As she fanned,with this weeks church bulletin,she asked,”Tell me what do you think?’

Of our new Pastor,and the Deacon Board,renting out,the town skating rink?’

Why it seems such a waste,in my mind,you reach young folks,while in class,

I’ll remember this waste,the next time,that offering basket,is passed,

There was quiet,for the space of one minute,as Ruby,took a sip of her tea,

She glanced up,at poor Mrs. Winters and said,’seems the only one talking ,is me’,

Mrs. Winters toyed,with the scarf at her neck,and carefully thought,her words through,

She sipped at her tea,looked at Ruby and spoke,’Dear,I simply must talk to you’,

I have been sitting here, listening, seems your life, is empty at best,

You have been here,for over an hour,and have not given your tongue, a rest,

Yet you never speak,of your own life,just gossip,of other souls pain,

Ruby, it breaks the Great Father’s heart Dear,that your gossiping go’s,unrestrained,

If you had sat down,at the Father’s feet,and shared these ‘concerns’,with Him,

You’d have more to share than, a church bulletin,to tell folks,where you have been,

You would carry,the glorious Light, of His love,reflected in your dear face,

And instead of this gossip,and malice Dear,your heart would be full,of His grace,

Mrs.Winters,then picked up her tea cup,took a sip,and gave Ruby,some space,

She surmised,she had wasted her breath and her words,by the look,on Miss Ruby’s face,

Ruby rose and said,’I would thank you,for the tea and cake,this afternoon’,

‘I must hurry,or I’ll miss my appointment,for tea with,Willamina Bethune’,

So as Ruby,raced down the side walk,Mrs. Winters leaned back,for a rest,

Called Gracie, to come clear the tea set,and bore Ruby, to the Great Father’s breast.

                                                        c.d.m.4/14/09

All That I would Need,

I don’t think that I ask for much,I don’t think that it’s greed,

But there is something that I want,No,something that I need,

To take my three best buddies,for an afternoon of rest,

The four of us out in the sun,enjoying this world’s best,

We,d talk and read,and breath fresh air,laugh and just have fun,

Me, my dog,my bible,and of course my Father’s Son.

c.d.m. 4/09

 

To Kiss The Yoke,

 

Matthew 11:28-30

Come unto Me,all you that labor and are heavy laden,and I will give you rest.Take My yoke upon you,and learn of Me,for I am meek and lowly of heart,and you shall find rest unto your souls.For My yoke is easy,and My burden is light.

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 Yoke [Websters]1, A curved timber with attachments used for coupling draft animals,as oxen,usually having a bow at each end to receive the neck of the animal.

5, That which binds or connects;a bond;the yoke of love.

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Strong’s Yoke;[Greek= Zugos] to join especially by a yoke,a coupling of servitude.

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                                           To Kiss the Yoke

                          

                        To kiss the yoke,embrace the cross,

                         To count all else,in life a loss,

                         To bow the knee,recommit the heart,

                         Abide in Your peace,let the struggle depart,

                         These simple things,I long to do,

                         Because I’ve given,my life to You,

                         Please help me Lord,is what I pray,

                        To please You, in these things today,

                         To be consumed,within,without,

                         Delivered, from torment and doubt,

                         Alive in You,and dead to me,

                         Completely bound,completely free,

                         Caught up to heights,I’ve not yet seen,

                         No more entangled,in between,

                         To end it all,and start anew,

                          Completely lost my Lord,in You,

                          These simple words,frame my desire,

                          I’ll be the wood,You be the fire,

                          A wisp of smoke,and ashe I’ll be,

                          When Your work,is complete in me,

                          My mission,is to rest right here,

                          To trust You Lord,and not to fear,

                          To yield my will,that is my part,

                          As You consume,my willing heart,

                          To kiss the yoke,my will to give,

                          So small an act that in You,I might live.

                                                                                 c.d.m.2/07

Angel’s Weep,

Is it my imagination,or does any one else see angels in this picture?

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                               Angel’s Weep,

When Angel’s, who behold, God’s face, behold the face of man,

They see us,as God intended, as those entrusted,with God’s plan,

As those called to care, for God, for one another, and for our earth,

Not what, we have evolved into, existing for, our selfish worth,

When they behold, our disregard, for Father, and His word,

our calloused hearts,of indifference,while ‘the Truth,we claim we’ve heard’,

Then they who stand, before His throne,and move out, at His command,

Bow their heads, ashamedly, they cannot, understand,

Those Angel’s shake their head, in wonder, that we have never, understood,

The Word, and will of Father, are forever, for our good,

While they witness, the uncaring way, creations charge, we keep,

The Angel’s, turn their face from God,and silently, they weep.

 

                                                             c.d.m.5/09

This is my heart and thoughts,concerning all we hear today about ,conservation,and ‘thinking green’,and in general the fact that we are beginning to ‘major’ in a subject, that for much to long we have ‘minored’ in.

My only concern with much of the talk, is the motive from which they speak.Is the motive’ green’,as in nurturing rather than raping our ‘only’ earth, entrusted to us by our Creator? Or is it ‘green’ as in jumping on bandwagons, for the ‘green’ profit it can bring.

Only God knows the intent of our hearts, but as Christians, we,  if any should care, become informed and ‘think green’. In Genesis our Creator really did give us authority over the earth and all the inhabitant’s there of. If it be vegetable, animal, mineral, or man-imal. We are to care for it. To ‘tend’ it.

For years my husband and I have watched as land owners used and reused ground.Never putting back in to it, as they take out.We coined the phrase 20 years ago,’raping the earth’.As we watched land strip mined and ruined for generations.As gas and oil wells were left unattended,and over spilled to ruin the ground.As farms were sold off to make housing developments.Yes people have to live some where,but after they move into house’s large enough to house 2 families,they are probably going to need food.Where is it going to come from? One of my ‘favorite gripes’,is when in the midst of a dry summer,when crops and fields need water,I hear a newsman report,’No rain to mess up our weekend plans,is in the forecast’. That one really gets me. When I cool down enough to talk to the Lord about it, He tells me,’ They are to far from the earth,to understand,pray for them to awaken, and become more down to earth’.So maybe the fact that 19% more people are putting out gardens this year,is a sign of an awakening.Let’s hope so.

We need some thinkers in leadership.Let’s pray for that.We all have a vested interest in these matters.As Christians,I believe we have a charge also.                                                    Be blessed and be a blessing, Cheryl

 

 

The Dream,

                              The Dream…

I went on a journey, not long ago, I departed, just after midnight,

I traveled quite far, on my journey, yet arrived home, just before daylight,

I visited, my eternal homeland, while dreaming, the other night,

I was caught up, and captivated, in a place, of perpetual delight,

The surroundings, were more than breath taking, The Wind softly kissed, my face,

The Light, all around me was golden, and enclosed me, within God’s grace,

From every direction, came loved ones, friends and family, who’d gone on ahead,

Even strangers,whom I never met before, seemed close, and familiar instead,

Yet all of these visions, were eclipsed,by the arrival, of the Holy Son,

Even He had come forth, to greet me, as tho I was really, ’someone’.

I bowed, in the presence of Royalty, He was ushered, by an angelic host,

And while all of the vision, was glorious, this encounter’s  what I’d, wanted  most,

I was so filled, with His presence, I felt I could, receive no more,

As waves of His glory, swept over me, from the love, that His heart did pour,

Then from the corner, of one eye, I noticed, a sapphire wall,

I watched, as lone individuals, looked and wept, for what they saw,

I did not want to leave, His presence, yet I felt compelled, to go see,

If what ever made, the others weep, would effect, in like manner me,

I peered down, thru clouds of glory, and beheld, a dark swirling mist,

Repulsed, I longed to turn away, but the vision, I could not resist,

I beheld, great mass’s, being driven, by a snarling demonic host,

I trembled, at the stark recognition, of a soul, I had loved the most,

For there, was my beautiful child, led captive, as captive she’d been,

Carried forth, by the legion’s of darkness, to the final, destination of sin,

I fell to the ground, sorely weeping, cried ‘ Jesus,this just can not be’,

I’d gladly trade places, with her Lord, instead of her Jesus, send me,

He gathered me up, with His scarred hands, attempting, to calm my heart,

Said ‘Child, if you want to sacrifice, now is the time, to start,

Go back, from this dream and remember, and lay your life down, everyday,

Pray and do not, grow weary,so her path, does not end in this way,

Continue to love her, and tell her, however, that I love her more,

That today, is the day of salvation ,and before her, is an ‘open door’.

                        c.d.m. 5/14/09

Paper dolls and Gossamer wings,

                              Paper dolls and Gossamer wings,

When you pause, and take the time to look, you notice quite a lot, People come in every, color and size, yet we’re more alike, than not, Yes, if you cut us, we will bleed, if you wound us, we will cry, Leave us to ourselves, to long, we’ll curl up, and die, I believe, that’s why our Maker, came down searching, long ago, Cause when we can’t, or won’t reach up, He reaches, way down low, He knows we can not, fill our voids, with knowledge, pleasures or things, Apart from Him, that all amounts, to paper-dolls, and gossamer wings.c.d.m.5/22/09

Searching, searching, searching, trying and buying, over and over, you hear the tales.We even have a large market in our society, for containers to hold our ’stuff’, and ‘Pod’s’ or storage building’s we can rent, to store our excess ’stuff’.

Yet nothing can fill the ‘black hole’ of emptiness inside of us, nothing that is , except for a daily living, breathing, relation ship with Jesus, our Savior.

I very clearly heard those words spoken quietly,deep down inside,while busy with my daily chores the other day. The Lord knows,if He speaks some thing softly to me,I will ‘bug’ Him til I hear, what it is He is wanting me to hear.  Usually [always] I need to hear it first,but He also knows I will share it,with who ever will listen. He made me that way.  My first thought about the subject was,they are both made of very flimsy material’s.Left to the element’s,they are easily destroyed.   And guess what,everything in this realm,is exposed to the elements,on a regular basis.  So I said,’o.k. Lord,what is it You are saying?’  He said,Every day our thoughts[and therefore our being's]are being preoccupied with what amounts to ‘paper dolls and gossamer wings’.  No matter how BIG,a matter it appears to be at the moment. In the light of eternity,we will see how flimsy and unimportant it actually was.

Jesus said it this way,  Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon the earth,where moth and rust doth corrupt,and where thieves break through and steal. But lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven,where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt and where thieves do not break through or steal. For WHERE your treasure is THERE will your heart be also.                                 Matthew 6 : 19-21

Treasure is what we deem valuable or of importance. We often hear those scripture’s quoted at offering time. It’s a valid text to use at that time,but I really believe, He was speaking of much more. A large section of regular tithe givers,are empty inside, from acting on the rule’s and neglecting,the relationship,that breathes life into our action’s. Many have not been taught by word or example,that the real ‘Treasure’ is our lives,our being’s. Our Lord still desires to come down and walk with us ,in the cool of the day.From that place of relationship and devotion,the action’s will follow. So ask for the grace,to develop the ability to store your ‘treasure’,[your life] in heaven. From there you will hear the words needful,to build your house [life] on the Rock. Matt.7:24 If not, we are building on ‘paper dolls and gossamer wings’.                    Cheryl

Meloncholia,[A Guest Poet]

                               Melancholia,,

 

 

My mother passed on, nearly two years ago,

 

She had a complex, personality,

 

She received a darkened, perception,

 

That she learned at her mother’s, knee, 

 

 

Now I ponder, exactly how much ,

of her nature resides, in me,

How far do our genes, determine,

our own, personalities,

 

Grandmother was one of those ladies,

who loved, the wrong kind of man,

Who wandered the roads,in the dark of night,

while holding her children’s, hands,

 

Mom grew up, thinking this normal,

just, the way it’s suppose to be,

So she gravitated,towards men,

with a pension for cruelty,

 

  I noticed this, as a young girl,

and quickly, made up my mind,

That dark path, was not of my choosing,

I would, marry a different kind,

 

I thought, I had found the answer,

I would avoid, mom’s melancholy,

But I’ve found, my careful deliberations,

did not leave me, depression free,

 

So an off and on, journey in darkness,

has troubled me, regularly ,

And this poem, is really a prayer,

that some one, light a candle for me.

                                          Lena 09

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 This is a prayer request,for many who are passing, [or camping]   in a dark place,at this time. Please pray and bind the spirit of depression.Prayer works and at times those who pray,battle these demons of darkness,so much so,that they must have the prayers of others,to break through..Jesus said ‘what ever we bind in earth,will be bound in heaven’. It is not a sign of weakness to need the assistance of others.Jesus made such a request in the garden. Some thing else Jesus said,’ The world will know you love Me,by your love one for another.’

   p.s. I want to add,’ just as faith without works is dead ‘,so is ‘prayer ,without action’s’.So if you know some one is battling depression ,[we all can,at times] reach out with a call or visit . Take the risk ,of a closed door,and keep trying.You may save a life . Literally!!!                                                              Cheryl