The time I thought I was wrong & how ’bout them single digit temperatures???

 

 

 

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The other day Miss Neenee posed this question:

“Mama, how long have you been out of school?”

I did my best mental math guess & said quickly,

“25 years.”

“Wow,” she said.  And then our morning carried on with other scurrying around, trying to get ready, so that I could get her to school on time so that she wouldn’t thus again, be the only 5th grader to ever have detention in the history of 5th grade detention for being late.  (Which is at the top of my list in my book of

“Things In Life That Are CLEARLY Ridiculous.”

Giving elementary school students detention for something they OBVIOUSLY have no control over is down right awful.  What kind of people do that stuff to little kids?  At no time has an elementary student, who does not live within walking distance to a school, EVER been able to get themselves to school.  In my neck of the woods, someone either gets them ready & puts them on a bus or drives them in a vehicle.

SPOILER ALERT to ALL PRINCIPALS, ASSISTANT PRINCIPALS & ANYONE WHO HAS AUTHORITY TO MAKE RULES & HAS HATE FOR LATE PEOPLE:

Kids cannot drive themselves to school. 

Thus having to be at the mercy of people who can drive & will drive them to school.  Who may perhaps have a time management issue or a morning disability.  Believe me people when I say mornings are hard.  They just are & I declare that there is a real disease or virus or something that hits some people every morning.  The symptoms of this non-fatal sickness is irritability, being disoriented, the ability to not be able to control how many times you hit snooze, & lateness.  If you haven’t ever heard of it, well, now you have.  You are welcome.  It’s not really catching.  However, for those of us that suffer from it, getting out of bed may be the worst thing that has happened to us all day.  For me, this is not something new.  I have been this way my entire life.  Even though I know & hope I will be able to wake up daily. Still. Hard. Stuff.  Don’t judge me.  Just know this is the world I live in.)

Ahem!  You can’t see me, but I am now stepping down off of my soap box.

To the story at hand:  After I got to work, I got to thinking about it.  Wait a minute.  There’s no way I could be out of school for 25 years.  I thought about it again.  I’ve only been out of school 15 years.

Oh my WORD.  (Which is evidently something I say too much because my grandson has started saying it, to my daughter’s dismay.)

I have given incorrect information to my sweet daughter, who unbeknownst will work this into every conversation she has, because 25 years is like 100 years to an 11 year old.  How could I have been THAT wrong?

So, for the best part of my day, I could not get it off my mind how my wrong date of high school graduation was being put out there for everybody to know.  I mean seriously.  I would have to correct this as soon as I could.  I thought about having a fake emergency so that I could ask the school secretary to get Miss Neenee out of class, to call me before too much damage was done.  But I didn’t.

Then, it happened.  Later on in the day, it occurred to me they make these where I come from. calculator

 

I could just recap my accurateness of my tenure out of high school.  So, 2015 minus 1990 equals…

Well, you know the rest.  It was a pretty big shock to me, too.  Not that I haven’t attended my 20th year class reunion, well a few years ago.  That never crossed my mind AT ALL.  So, it ends up, I was not wrong at all.  I am old & most days can pretty much vouch for feeling it, as well.

Is forgetfulness a bad thing?  Not really.  As I get older, I tend to forget how much I am wronged.  I forget how to be angry all the time.  I forget to let things weigh on my mind.  I forget to be judgmental. (Thank you Lord, for letting me get past that one.)

The Hebrew writer said Jesus is good at forgetting, too.

Hebrews 8:12 For I will be merciful to their unrighteousness, and their sins and their lawless deeds I will remember no more.” (NKJV)

The psalmist said in

Psalms 103: 12 As far as the east is from the west, So far has He removed our transgressions from us. (NKJV)

Thank goodness the Lord is a good forgetter.  That works out real well for me.

I hope you are having a wonderful week.  It has been COLD here in northeast Mississippi.  Pretty sure somebody left the freezer door open outside last night.  It was a blustery 12 degrees at my house this morning.  No Southerner is really prepared for that.  Bring on spring is all I can say. Until then, I have to be going because I should be washing clothes.

My favorite love story & I sure hope I get some chocolate for Valentine’s Day

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Valentine’s Day is just right around the corner.  Do you have plans?  I know lots of people celebrate their love this time of the year. I think that’s great.  However, showing your love for someone should be all about how you live every day.  Because you never know when the other person may be gone.  Which brings me to one of my most favorite love stories of all.  The one about my Mama & Daddy.  I will try my best to not let this be drawn out.  I will also ask your patience as I squall like a baby the whole time I am telling this.

As most of you know, my mother passed away in 2002 from complications of Multiple Sclerosis.  Leading up to that, I have to tell you, she was so sick.  My Daddy had some choices to make.  He could either stay around & try to take care of her the best he could or he could tuck tail & run as fast as he could.  Well, he hung around.

Up until her sickness, they had been that couple.  You know the ones.  The ones that had it all together.  The ones that people went to for help.  The ones that were always there to support others.  The ones that loved everybody.  They were “the preacher & his wife”.  Don’t get me wrong.  Just like any couple, they had their problems.  But in the end, they were right there for each other.

My Daddy got the job as caregiver far too early.  When Mama was hurting & sick & tired of it all & she would call him to her bedside to pray for her, she would say,

“Just pray.  Pray for me to go.”  Well, good grief.  Most people would have fell apart right there at such a request.

My Daddy has always been the positive one.  He would say,

“You shouldn’t say that.  Just think of all the treasures you are laying up in heaven.”

Confused at where he was going with this, she replied,

“What in the world are you talking about?”

“Well, “ Daddy explained. “you being sick, has been a blessing to others.  Just look at all the good deeds people have done because of you.  Our friends & family are here all the time, bringing food, paying visits, calling to see if you need anything.  You are helping people to store up treasures in heaven.”

With that, she said, “Then store you up some treasures in heaven & go get me a bowl of ice cream.”

Daddy would get her ready for church, pick her up, put her in the van, & push her in sitting in a wheelchair.  Some Sundays when Daddy finally made it to church with Mama, he would be exhausted.  But he never complained.  He worked 3 jobs so that he could make enough to pay for Mama’s medical expenses.

He got up every morning & made her breakfast before he set out on his 1st job.  Not something frozen, warmed up.  Homemade biscuits, scrambled eggs, sawmill gravy, bacon, country ham, or sausage & fresh brewed coffee.

BREAKFAST

Daddy learned, from Mama, how to make the best biscuits in the world.  He would be in the kitchen hollerin’ how much of what needed to go in the bowl. And she would be telling him, from the bedroom, how to make a well out of the flour & put the liquid ingredients in the middle of the bowl.  That’s how my Daddy learned how to make the buttermilk biscuits, I would put them up against any granny’s out there.  They. Are. That. Good.

how-to-make-homemade-biscuits-7When she finally had to go in the nursing home, he went to see her EVERY day.  She had fresh flowers in her room, from him, at all times.  On Daddy’s request, the manager at the local Hardee’s would make sure Mama had a smoked sausage & biscuit, day or night.  If anything was wrong or amiss, it was my Daddy’s name my Mama was calling.  When you ask Daddy how he did it all, he will kindly tell you he didn’t have to do it.  He got to do it.  Mama & Daddy loved each other before she got sick.  But their real love story came after she got sick.  That’s when the rubber met the road, so to speak.  When the cream rose to the top.  That’s when it really counted.  It was a true, Godly love they had.

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The one God said was between a man & woman.

My Daddy stepped up, out of love & honor, for my Mama.  And she let him.  That’s my favorite love story.

Lord have mercy, I am an emotional wreck after all that.  But it’s ok.  I wanted to share it with you all.  Now that I’ve bawled my eyes out, I should feel better.  I hope you have a beautiful Valentine’s Day.  One with chocolate & the like.  I should be getting some chocolate.  When I say should be, I mean hope someone gets me some because, if I don’t receive any, I will be purchasing some.  Just for the comradery of it all.  Here’s wishing you chocolate kisses & Russell Stover heart shaped candy boxes filled with chocolates this Valentine’s Day.  Until I get my own Valentine’s candy, I will be going because I should be washing clothes.

photo credits: http://www.mydiaryyourstory.blogspot.com,www.raleigh.corpcaterers.com, http://www.diyready.com

 

What do Jesus & Malcolm Butler have in common & O how I love Mississippi

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So, did anybody see what happened on t.v. last night?  As in football?  As in Super Bowl Football?  Well, I may or may not have skipped some of the game.  I did try to watch some of the half time show.  But ya’ll, Katy Perry.  I just can’t.  I can’t get past the kissed the girl & I liked it song.  I did pull my 11 year old out from in front of the t.v. when Ms. Perry started belting that one out.  I would say in the least, she probably has hundreds of songs in her arsenal to sing.  But she chose the kissing the girl song to sing last night.  Sorry (not sorry).  It just aggravates me.  If she were here, my Mama Boyce would say, “She needs them legs striped.”  Meaning in northeast MS language she needs taken out behind the woodshed.  Which means, oh well, she just needs to stop it.

Malcolm Butler - New England Patriots  Super Bowl 2015

Malcolm Butler – New England Patriots Super Bowl 2015

Anyway, let’s talk about Malcolm Butler.  Did you see him make the winning play?  Malcolm. Butler. Won. The. Super. Bowl.  Now, let’s talk about where ol’ Malcolm is from.  West Alabama?  No, that’s where he went to college.  New England?  No, that’s who he plays for.

Did I hear someone faintly say, MISSISSIPPI??

As in Vicksburg, Mississippi.  Really? Mississippi?  My Mississippi?  The one that has the lowest education rating in the nation?  The one that has the highest obesity rate in the country? The one that you never hear anything nice about.  Yea, that Mississippi.  The one that gave birth to Elvis Presley.  Well, not really.  His mama did, but you know what I mean.  The one where the famous author John Grisham is from.  The one where other great authors like Eudora Welty, William Faulkner & Tennessee Williams lived & worked.  The same Mississippi, in which I have been asked, if we have indoor toliets & running water.  ms appliances

The one where Eli & Peyton Manning came from.  The one that is home to the John Stennis Space Center (NASA’s Center of Excellence for rocket propulsion testing isn’t in Houston, or even Florida. It’s Stennis Space Center in South Mississippi.)

I’m not trying to chase a rabbit here. I am just trying to make the point that even though Mississippi gets a bad rap, somehow, somewhere we have done some things really right. So for all you skeptics out there, the guy that won the Super Bowl for the New England Patriots was from the wonderful, fantastic, beautiful, & marvelous state of Mississippi. (I must apologize to all of my English teachers for that really long sentence there. When I get excited, I forget that periods are free & I can use them anytime.) You may be saying how could that be that he’s from Mississippi? Well, it just can. (That’s my best explanation right now.)

Nazareth from the South

Nazareth from the South

 

There was a time when someone questioned the place where Jesus was from.  He was from Nazareth.  According to www.bible-history.com, in Jesus’s time Nazareth had an evil reputation .It has generally been attributed to the Galileans’ lack of culture and rude dialect. There was a man named Nathanael, who asked a question about Jesus.

“Can any good thing come out of Nazareth?” John 1:46

Nathanael was himself a Galilean. He may have said that because Nazareth was such a common term of contempt among the more “righteous” Jews in Judea. Thank goodness one of the disciples, Philip, was there to say,

“Come see.”

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I am happy to say Christ’s being from Nazareth has not had too bad of an effect on His message. I would think He put Nazareth on the map. There may have been some questionable things going on in Nazareth, however, evidently, obviously, there were some really right things going on too. Am I comparing Malcolm Butler to Jesus? Well, maybe sorta. Sometimes it’s as easy as looking for the good instead of the bad. The cream always rises to the top. So did Jesus & so did Malcolm. Before you stereo-type me or Malcolm from being from Mississippi, remember, everybody has to come from somewhere. By the grace of God, we were born & raised in one of the best places on earth.

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Thank you for stopping by to visit with me today. You are most welcome to come by any time. As for me, I have to be going, because I should be washing clothes.

 

If you want to read more about how Mississippi is awesome sauce & the cat’s pajama’s, you can go here.

To read more lovely poetry about our wonderful state by the talented Patricia Neely-Dorsey click here.

 

Photo credits:

Yahoo! Sports, http://www.patricianeelydorsey.com, http://www.prayfit.com, http://www.mississippibelieveit.com, blacksportsonline

 

 

 

Reba sings & the storms of life

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I was driving along in my car, listening to my radio.  A song by Reba McEntire came on.  The longer I listened to it, the more I liked the message.  It just spoke to me.  You know things just do that sometime.  You can read about how sometimes cooking shows speak to me here.  Anywhoo, this song was called “Walk on”.  Here are some of the lyrics:

Oh ain’t life wonderful

When everything is right

But sometimes wonderful

Can fall apart sometimes

When your troubles knock you down

Pick yourself up off the ground

And walk on, walk on

Nothing ever stays wrong that long

Walk on

Oh don’t, don’t just stand there in the storm

Walk toward the light till you find the sun

You’ll be better off in the long run

And walk on…..

Have you ever been in a storm in your life?  Mama always told me this about life,

“Life is a battle.  You are goin’ into one, in the middle of one, or comin’ out of one.  If things are good right this minute, get ready because something’s bound to happen.”

I know she was relating to this verse.

I Peter 5:8 Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil walks about like a roaring lion, seeking whom he may devour.

Many times problems come our way, that are just out of our control. We have to go through a storm that we never created. We need to realize, like the song says, “Nothing ever stays wrong that long.” Oh, I mean, you can have a bad day, week, month, or year, but it all go away at some point. I have learned I am going to have problems. It’s all in how I handle them. How I act. How I treat others, that will make me grow in a positive direction.

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Something else the song mentions is “don’t just stand there in the storm.” When troubles come our way, we have got to keep moving toward the positive. Finally, we will reach the other side. That’s where we will get some rest & be able to better help someone else through a trial. Ain’t that all it’s about? Serving others & being a light- even when your light may get dim. We have to keep going, so that we can continue to live for the Lord. Jesus will always be our security & He will always be there for us.

Psalm 9:9

The Lord also will be a refuge for the oppressed,
A refuge in times of trouble. (NKJV)

What is your struggle today? Whatever it is, please don’t let it get you down. Keep on moving through the hard time. Before you know it, you will be on the other side of it, with a brand spankin’ new perspective.   Pray for the ones who are having a hard time. There are a couple of people, that I will never get over passing away.  I miss them everyday.   So, take time out to remember in prayer, those who miss their loved ones.  And a totally random note about Reba- when Miss Neenee was about 4 years old we would watch the t.v. show “Reba”. reba cast

One day, Miss Neenee yelled from the living room,

“Mama come here!” 

With a tone of urgency in her voice I went quickly.  When I got there, she was watching a video of Reba McEntire.  She said in her most surprised southern voice,

“Mama, Reaba sangs!” 

Funny, it never occurred to me she knew Reba as an actress & not a singer.

Thank you for stopping by to visit with me today.  I have enjoyed having you here.  As for me, I have to be going because I should be washing clothes.

photo credits: pinterest, http://www.hollywoodallstarz.blogspot.com,www.famousbase.com,www.fanpop.com

 

 

Super Bowl Snacks

Superbowl eggsThe Super Bowl is this Sunday.  As in this Sunday.  Wasn’t Christmas just yesterday, or something?  I don’t know about you, but time is not waiting around.  We normally do our couch-gate thing.  It usually goes something like lots of chips, dips, finger food kinds of things.  And I just found out who was going to play.  It really doesn’t matter.  Any reason to eat is just fine with me.   I have been looking around to see what will be on the menu for this year.  Here are some yummy things I may try:

superWell, this looks a little complex.  I may not try this, this year.  But I thought it was totes adorbs or totally rad or awesome sauce or whatever it is that you say now a days when something is to your liking.

superbowl cream cheesHow cute is this cookies & cream cheese football from http://www.getcreativejuice.com?

superbowl strawberriesChocolate covered strawberry footballs.  Where do they get this stuff??

superbowl nacho barNow, that’s my kinda couchgating food.

superbowl snack stadium

Who doesn’t want a snack stadium at their Superbowl Party??

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Whether you are a Patriots fan or a Seahawks fan, hopefully, you can find something on this post to make your Superbowl Party, well, super.  I hope you have had a great week.  Things have been busy around the house.  Getting ready for some company this weekend.  Until next time, I have to be going because I should be washing clothes.

photo credits: http://www.closetcooking.com, http://www.skinnymom.com, http://www.getcreativejuice.com,www.babble.com, http://www.buzzfeed.com,www.mymommystyle.com

 

Don’t tell me to smile & what to do when it sunshines

 

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In life, I have found this to be true- you just never know what someone else is going through. The other day, I was at the pharmacy picking up my medicine.  There was a man ahead of me.  I was practicing waiting patiently.  I say practicing, because there are times I get sorta disgruntled, when I have to wait.  These days, I am so busy, that having to wait on someone else can put me out a tad.  This previous statement comes from the same lady that is the biggest time waster that ever was, which also has a love hate relationship with time management.  So, I know, I need to clean off my own door step before I even consider making mention of anyone else.  There, since that elephant is out of the room, I was standing in line at the pharmacy when I noticed the lady behind the counter looking sort of perturbed.  The man, in front of me left, & I stepped up to the counter.  I told the pharmacy tech what I was after & she got my bag.  As she was ringing it up, she said,

“Do you know what that man said to me?  He told me to smile.”

Then she shared with me how her daughter had run away from home at 18 years old.  She said she had not seen her in several years.  She said she had heard her daughter had gotten married & actually only lived a few miles from her house.  She said some days it was all she did- was to think of her daughter.

She then said, “You know with that on my mind, sometimes it’s just hard to smile.”

At that point I felt I needed to share with her the 5 cent version of the situation with my son.  I told her my 23 year old son left home several years ago.  That he’d had 2 car wrecks (while under the influence) & chose to do drugs & drink, still. Now.  BUT, that God was good & he took care of things in His own way & time.  I told her I would be praying for her & she said she would be thinking of me, too.

Nahum 1:7 says

The Lord is good, A stronghold in the day of trouble; And He knows those who trust in Him. (NKJV)

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Lord have mercy! Who in the world would have known that innocent little drug store visit would have been a chance to encourage somebody?  You just never know what other people are going through.  That’s why I HATE it when some well-meaning person tells me to smile.

If I look that disheartened, just ignore me, or say“Bless your heart,” or how about “Have a good day”?

Those kinds of things would be much better than,

“Smile, it can’t be that bad.” 

Really?  Because you don’t know if my heart has just been ripped out & stomped flat by somebody I love or if I am doing ALL I can to put one foot in front of the other or if I’m just sour person.  Why take the chance?  Just be nice.  That’s all we need anyway.  A little kindness.

The apostle Paul gave this commandment to the church at Ephesus:

Ephesians 4:32

And be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God in Christ forgave you. (NKJV)

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That means I need to be kind & you need to be kind, because God was kind to us.  He sent His son to die on the cross for our sins.  Do you think God was smiling when He did that?  Probably not.  And I bet nobody was saying to God that day:

“Smile, it’s not that bad.” 

Because you know what?  Sometimes it just is that bad & we need to be kind & tenderhearted toward each other.  Many times people need compassion.  Not somebody barking at them to get over it.  What if they don’t know how?  We need to be ever mindful of others.  It’s just considerate.  Be prepared to help & encourage whenever you go.  Kind words will melt a broken heart quicker than anything.

Thank you for stopping by to visit with me today.  Sunshine! Finally, coming through these windows.  Loving this 60 degree January weather. What exactly do you do when it sunshines?  You get out & enjoy it.  Just like we did.

Playing with rocks, no less.

Playing with rocks, no less.

Always a good time with a rock.

Always a good time with a rock.

And this cute puppy dog.

And this cute puppy dog.

I hope you have a blessed week.  Until next time, I should be going because I should be washing clothes.

photo credits: k.love.com,www.dianalamb.com

Why I go to church & what’s up with all the rain?

 

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If someone were to ask you, “Why do you go to church?” or “Why don’t you go to church?”  what would your answer be?  Some folks may not go to church because they have had a bad experience there.  Some may not go because they just don’t feel the need to.  Some may not go because they don’t know how important it is.  You may say I go to church because I want my kids to go.  Or some may go to church because that’s what their parents did.  Others may go to church because they are Christians & it’s the right thing to do.  Today, I want to talk about why I go to church.

First, I want to go to heaven.  With that, I believe Jesus created us to be social creatures.  He was with His friends, a lot.  He was a preacher to audiences of thousands on several occasions.  He fellowshipped with many & hung around with a group of guys, most of the time.  It goes without saying, we need to be with other like-minded folks.

The Hebrew writer gave a commandment in Hebrews 10:25

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25 not forsaking the assembling of ourselves together, as is the manner of some, but exhorting one another, and so much the more as you see the Day approaching.  (NKJV)

What assembling was he talking about?  Worship service & whenever else the church decides to meet.   That commandment was given to me, you, & whoever else is a child of the Lord.  With that, I have a responsibility to the Lord to be with my group, the church, when they meet.  Not because the Lord is trying to be mean & keep me from sleeping in on one of my days off.  Or because He doesn’t want me to catch my favorite t.v. shows.  He knows us.  He made us.  He knows we are like those that made the golden calf to worship, when Moses didn’t come down from the mountain quick enough.  (Exodus 32) He knows we have to be reminded of His love for us & His purpose for us.  What better way than by taking the Lord’s Supper every first day of the week?  I Corinthians 11: 22-26

 

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23 For I received from the Lord that which I also delivered to you: that the Lord Jesus on the same night in which He was betrayed took bread; 24 and when He had given thanks, He broke it and said, “Take, eat;[b] this is My body which is broken[c] for you; do this in remembrance of Me.” 25 In the same manner He also took the cup after supper, saying, “This cup is the new covenant in My blood. This do, as often as you drink it, in remembrance of Me.”26 For as often as you eat this bread and drink this cup, you proclaim the Lord’s death till He comes.

He knows we need each other to help each other along.  Life is hard.  Sometimes we may not have a physical family on Earth, we can count on.  He knows we need to know we aren’t in this thing called life alone.  He knows what I need. Which is the company of others. He knows I am stubborn & if He did not tell me to do something, I might not do it.   One reason I go to church is because I want to go to heaven.

Second, I need the support of the church.  I need people who love me & know my heart.  I need people who I can count on in this ol’ world.  My church family is that.  Those are some good, salt of the Earth people I am with at each meeting.  If I need anything, they are there for me.  They are there to support me when things are good.  They are there to see me through when things aren’t so great.  I need that fellowship.

Acts 2:42 And they continued steadfastly in the apostles’ doctrine and fellowship, in the breaking of bread, and in prayers. (NKJV)

 We had a lady that came asking for prayer on Sunday night.  Her grandson prayed for her & his family.  It was truly God at work.  The young man was tearful & hurting.  He prayed a short prayer for help to make it through their hard time.  I know the Lord heard it.  Some of us didn’t even really know the grandmother or grandson.  But that did not stop us from standing in line to tell her we were there for her & her family.  That we loved her & that the Lord loved her.  And it don’t matter if anybody in that church house knew those people or not, they needed help & prayers.  That’s what we are there for.  When I am involved in church, I never have the feeling that I don’t have anyone to turn to.  Feelings of hopelessness aren’t common.  I know there are people in my life that care about me.  Those are people from my church.  As a matter of fact, I kinda like those people.  When I say kinda I mean REALLY love my church peeps.  Another reason I go to church is I need the support of Godly people.

Third, I want to help my family go to heaven.  I believe it is just as much my responsibility to raise my family spiritually healthy as it is to raise them physically healthy.  If I don’t tell my loved ones about the Lord, who is?  If I don’t try to teach my family about Jesus, they may just believe anything anyone tries to tell them.  Whether it be true or not.  And that’s not good.

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 I go to church because I want my kids to learn about Jesus & become spiritually strong.  I want to give my kids the best chance they have at knowing the Lord & going to heaven one day.  And isn’t that all we can hope for?   No matter what is going on around me, I have to make sure I am a good example.  I can’t expect my kids to love the Lord, if I don’t.  I can’t be disappointed that my kids don’t study the Bible & go to God for help, if they don’t see me doing it.   Still another reason I go to church is to help my family go to heaven.

Fourth, I go to church because I NEED it.  I need to hear the preacher tell me what I should be doing & how Christians should act.  Not that I don’t know, but because I’m just human.  I need reminding, continually.  I need to see my brothers & sisters in Christ.  I need to feel the comfort & warmth of being with God’s people. I need forgiveness.  I need to remember what it’s all about.  I need to sing songs & pray prayers.  I need to listen to scripture read.  I need to be held accountable for my life.  I need my faith strengthened.  Just like the members of the early church had the same need:

Acts 14: 22 22 strengthening the souls of the disciples, exhorting them to continue in the faith, and saying, “We must through many tribulations enter the kingdom of God.”(NKJV)

Humbly, I need to remember Jesus died for me on a cross from my sins.  If I am not there, all these things may begin to seem not so important.  And these things are the MOST. Important. Things. Ever.  Last but not least, I go to church because more than anyone, I need it.

Thank you for listening to me tell why I go to church.  Please don’t think I look down on people who don’t go to church.  I’m just telling you, though, if you don’t you are really missing out.  The blessings you receive & the standard of living is like no other. On a random note-I cannot even handle hearing people say they don’t go to church because of the hypocrites there.  There are hypocrites that go to the grocery store & Walmart.  Does that keep you from going to one of those places?  I will tell you like I tell my kids.  Church is a public place.  Anybody can go.  That means there may be some hypocrites there.

My father-in- law used to always say this,

“You can either go to church with hypocrites, or you can go to hell with them.”

I don’t think I have to say much else past that.

I am so glad you stopped by to visit with me today.  I hope you are having a good week.  I hope it is warm & sunshiny wherever you are.  Because it is NOT here in northeast Mississippi.  However, I will choose to think of the long, stiflin’ hot, muggy, humid days of summer & thank the Lord for a little cold weather.  We have had our fair share of rain.

raining

I don’t even know what our weather is doing anymore.  Rain.  And lots of it.  Cray. Until the skies are full of fluffy clouds and bright sunshine again, I have to be going because I should be washing clothes.

You don’t have to go to church, you get to go to church.

photo credits: heartprintsofgod, http://www.cedarspringschurchofchrist.org,www.exclusiveblend.wordpress.com,pinterest

Taylor Swift: Nice or needs attention?

Have you seen the video of Taylor Swift giving away gifts to her fans for Christmas?  She has been dubbed as Taylurking. It is where she has sort of stalked some of her fans on social media.  Then, learned what they like, where they work, go to school, what their kids & friends, names are, etc.,.   She bought presents for these people in regards to what their interests are.  The video has been circling around the internet.  I saw it shared by someone on Facebook.  If you missed it, you can see it here.

I watched it.  My first knee jerk reaction was, “That was nice of her.”  Then, I got to thinking about it.  Being the first class skeptic I am , I have a few questions.

1. Who filmed this?  Obviously, it was intentional.  Not just some random personal videoing going on.

2. Why did this individual/individuals video it?  Was it just for fun or entertainment?  Then, they got the idea, “Let’s make a video for the internet so everybody can see how amazing Taylor really is?”

3. Why did Taylor feel the need to display her kindness?  Albeit, this was a well thought out, good hearted, thing to do, why toot your own horn, Taylor?

4. Did Taylor feel the need to have praise for what she did?

5. Am I looking at this all wrong?

6. Why would she have not done these kind deeds & kept this as a special memory of friendships with her fans?

I saw a comment by someone on the Facebook post stating Taylor had recently been to a children’s hospital.  They said she spent more than normal celebrity time with the patients & no one knew about it.  Ok.  What’s wrong with that?

This is what Jesus says about doing for others:

Matthew 6:1-5

Take heed that you do not do your charitable deeds before men, to be seen by them. Otherwise you have no reward from your Father in heaven. Therefore, when you do a charitable deed, do not sound a trumpet before you as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and in the streets, that they may have glory from men. Assuredly, I say to you, they have their reward. But when you do a charitable deed, do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing, that your charitable deed may be in secret; and your Father who sees in secret will Himself reward you openly. (NKJV)

I am not a Taylor Swift hater.  As a matter of fact, I like her music.  I think she made a very strategic move going from Country to Rock.  It was inevitable.  To my knowledge, she has not publically twerked or sung songs about kissing girls & liking it.  So, she has that much about her.  I can let my 11 year old listen to her, without much worry.  But, this video stunt is kinda like being classy.  If you have to tell someone you are classy, then are you?  If you have to make a video about what a big heart you have, then do you have a big heart?  Someone help me get through this.  Any insight is welcome.

I hope you are having a great week.  Whoever is praying for rain, in northeast Mississippi, please stop.  We are good.  Until the sun shines again, I have to be going, because I should be washing clothes.

pdaMe & my girl Taylor PDAin’ it up.

credits: yourecards,youtube

 

 

One Word for 2015

one word

I had been thinking about my One Word for 2015.  In 2014 it was Pray.  With that, I focused my year on prayer.  With prayer always being in the forefront of my mind, I saw things in my life start to change.  I am so glad I took the time to focus on prayer.  It has made the world of difference.  So, it goes without saying, while I was doing all this praying, I began to feel more thankful.  It has truly been a humbling time.  I gave it some thought (with some help from my friend Falen) & have declared Gratitude as my One Word for 2015.  I want to keep this thankful vibe going.  It sure does make things more peaceful in my life.   When I am thankful, I become richer.  I become happier.  I become more humbled.  I become mindful of the fact, I don’t “do” all of this myself.  I have Someone greater, wiser, & more concerned about me than anybody else, watching out for me.  That’s where the peace of mind comes in.  Realizing the Lord cares for me.  Little ol’ me!  That makes me feel good.  Like chocolate gravy & biscuits good.

I saw where Falen had announced her One Word on Facebook.  I immediately commented as to where she snagged her beautiful button.  She made it.  And because she is AWESOME on a daily basis, she offered to make me one.  Here it is:

one word 2015 I

From this One Word, I will focus on being thankful & grateful this year.  I can’t wait to see what 2015 has in store for us!  God’s blessings were all over the place last year.  I know He will bless us in 2015.  And p.s. THANK YOU Falen for taking your time to create this gorgeous new addition to my side bar!

Ephesians 5:20 giving thanks always for all things to God the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ (NKJV)

I hope you have made some goals for 2015.  I have my list & want to do my best to put them into action.  I am even doing a Bible study with Melanie over at Only a Breath.  I know it will bless my heart.  Go on over & get your daily dose of blessings, too.  Until then, I have to be going, because I should be washing clothes.