Sunday Verse - Day 194

2 Timothy 3:16-17 "All scripture is given by inspiration of God, and is profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousness: That the man of God may be perfect, thoroughly furnished unto all good works."

Saturday Night - Day 193

I need to go to bed early on Saturday nights so I'm not so tired on Sunday mornings. So goodnight!!!

Or maybe I should just drink coffee.. ;-P

Friendly Friday - Day 192

Man is meant to live in relationship. We need friends. Just like a bird needs a nest or a plant needs water, we need friendship. There is nothing better than having old friends. But without a lot of growth, there will never be old friends. I don't want a friend who says things perfectly. I would rather a friend who is willing to stand by me and say the wrong thing than to have a friend who stays away. A friend is one of the most wonderful things I can have, and a true friend to others is one of the best things I can be.

I'm thankful for the best friend of all Jesus Christ. And I strive toward being a friend like him.

"Only your real friends will tell you when your face is dirty."  ~Sicilian Proverb

Thankful Thursday – Babies – Day 191

Today I’m thankful for life. I’m thankful for the birds as they chirp early in the morning. (Not that I’m ever up early in the morning…) I’m thankful for merry children. I’m thankful for little barky dogs. I’m thankful for the flowers as they are swayed by the wind.  

I’m thankful for each little baby that comes into the world.

I’m saddened that people take life so lightly. They like to belittle things like abortion, which are destroying new life everyday. They say it’s not life. They make up little words like fetus to destroy the meaning of that little baby’s life. And then they destroy that life. The adorable little laughter will never be heard. The cute little children’s voices as they grow up will be destroyed and never enjoyed. The cries of the infant as it tries to communicate; snuffed out forever. The little runny noses will never be wiped off. The inquisitive looks on their faces will never see the light of day. The wonderment of life as they see it through their beautiful eyes will never be there. And instead people laugh it off and look to make profits off of each little child’s cruel death.

Oh how hypocritical it is. They look in mock horror at the slavery of those in the 1700s and 1800s. They can’t believe they would be such fools as to think of those with a different skin color to be lesser human beings. But now instead, they take small little humans, call them fetuses, and then murder them. Both of them are done for convenience sake. One, you can’t afford not to have them. The other you can’t afford to have them. They’re opposite, but both driven by the exact same desire to gain materially and kill or brutally treat another human being to get there.

Christians love life. We don't kill our children. We don't kill our parents when they get old. We love a God who has given us eternal life. 

Psalm 139:13-14: For You formed my inward parts; You covered me in my mother’s womb. I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Marvelous are Your works, And that my soul knows very well.

Direction - Day 190

I sometimes wonder if where I'm going is the most opportune thing that I could be doing. I know I have gifts and need to use them. I just am oftentimes confused as to what to do. I have this vision for later in my life. But finding the right goals for now has been difficult. Lately I've just decided to do things and stick with them. I know it might not be the best use of my time. But it's much better than sitting around and becoming stuck in the never ending cloud of indecisiveness. The one thing I don't want is to become stuck and bury my talents in the ground.

Goal: Glorify God.

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Tact Tuesday - Day 189

Don't let schooling interfere with your education. ~ Mark Twain

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Fragile - Day 188

I had a glass figurine. Beautiful trophy from years ago. It was fragile, yet beautiful. When one chip appeared on it I was horrified. I learned how to fix it. I put tons of time into fixing it. And when it was done it looked just as good. Years began to pass. The trophy would collect dust. I would push it aside to put new trophies there. I would carelessly toss it around. I chipped it and at first it hurt to look at, but eventually I didn't care. But on that fateful day when I picked it up and threw it onto my bed, I still remember how it rolled slowly toward the edge of the bed and fell off to shatter on the wood floor below. I rushed over to it. I wanted to fix it. But it was gone. The millions of shattered pieces could never be picked up and be put together perfectly. I may be able to fix it to some extent, but it'll never look the same.

People are fragile. I'm finally starting to learn this. I tend to be fairly careless with my friends and family. Either I'm tossing them all over the place or I'm leaving them to collect dust. I don't see people as these fragile human beings. I'm trying to treat them like a machine that you push buttons on, slam against a wall, and then expect it to work. We have emotions. We have thoughts. We have memories. We believe things. We love. We like. We trust. We fear. People sway from one thing to another. At times I'm amazed by how much people change just from week to week.

One thing that has surprised me is how many Christians are rude and cruel. I wonder why they call themselves Christians. (A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another: just as I have loved you, you also are to love one another. ~ John 13:34) Christ showed the ultimate act of love by dying for those that killed him. Too many people want to defend themselves up one street and down another. They don't want to die for others. It's about winning the debate. I understand there is a place for debates. But that doesn't mean because you debate someone that you detest them or act in an unloving manner toward them. It's an utter disgrace that love is not shown between Christians. It seems even the world can pull off a fakey looking love between each other, why can't we truly love one another? We have a real motivation to love. But do we?

If I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am become sounding brass, or a clanging cymbal. ~ 1 Corinthians 13:1