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Saturday, September 29, 2012

Scallywags


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I suppose the scallywag mischievous child was still somewhere deep inside, because as kids, my brother and I loved to play jokes, as long as they did not harm anyone.   

While on a shopping trip down town, I noticed a magic shop with some tricks to play on others.  In the window I spied some fake vomit and decided that there should be lots of fun with this gadget. 

The adult class at Sunday school was having a barbecue at our place and the setting was right because everyone had brought their small children.

Positioning the fake vomit on the kitchen floor, and handing a paper towel to one of the Dads, I asked him to please clean up what his small toddler had done.  Instead he hollered for his wife to please come and hurry as there was an emergency in the kitchen.  She came running.

Once the dad realized that he had been tricked, he joined in with the laughter.

The fun item was soon put away, and the barbecue was a big success.  Years later our boys discovered the fake gadget and had some of their own fun with it. 

In the Bible there are several instances where people disguised themselves hoping to trick and deceive the prophet and receive a good word from him.  Amazingly enough, the prophet was always shown by God who the person was even before they arrived.

There is no hiding or playing tricks on God.  He is the all knowing one and even our thoughts go before him.

Our Father God also knows the real from the fake, and our lives must always ring true.

God does not play tricks on us, and he offers us His True Gift of Salvation

John 17:3  And this is life eternal, that they might know thee the only true God, and Jesus Christ, whom thou hast sent.

Friday, September 28, 2012

Cheese Pie Royal


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If you are like me, when I visit someone and they are serving something that I especially enjoy, I usually make a request for their recipe.

As Robert and I were newly weds, our friends, Jean and Rex from church often invited us to dinner.  One Sunday afternoon she served Swiss steak, and to be honest, I did not know what it was.  It looked like liver to me, so I only took a small piece. 
 
Growing up as a child, steak of any kind was NOT something my family was familiar with.  I asked her how she fixed the steak, and a verbal account was enough for me to begin to add this to our diet, especially when we had company.  She pounded her steak, dusted it with egg, then with flour and herbs, and fried it. 

We began to invite new people from church, over for Sunday dinner and I would serve this round steak with mashed potatoes, green beans and some French bread.  If we had unexpected company, I would dice the steak into small slices and smother it with gravy.
 
Back to my friend who invited us to dinner.  Her desert was so amazing that I eagerly requested a copy of her recipe for her Cheese Pie Royal. 
 
I was use to apple, berry, and peach pies, and even cream pies, such as lemon, and banana cream, but never a cheese pie.  This recipe was added to my favorites, and through the years it would appear for special occasions.

I hope you will enjoy this lovely pie.

Cheese Pie Royal

Crust:  Mix and press into a deep dish Pyrex pie pan.

 20 graham crackers crushed
 1/4 cup melted butter
 2 T sugar
 
Filling:

2 eggs
12 oz Philadelphia cream cheese
1/2 cup sugar
1/2 tsp vanilla
Cinnamon sprinkled on top

Beat eggs; add sugar and other ingredients, pour into crust and sprinkle with cinnamon.  Bake 375 degrees for 20 minutes.  Cool then add toppings.

Topping:
1 1/2 cups sour cream mixed with 2 T sugar and 1/2 tsp vanilla – top the cooled pie and
Bake 5 minutes at 400 degrees.  Cool and refrigerate.

 

Monday, September 24, 2012

Current Events and Small World vs. Large World


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Prior to World War II, my world was pretty small.  “Current Events,” at our grammar school consisted of  our “Weekly Reader” that gave us a peek into new inventions, the World’s Fair on Treasure Island, and our beautiful Bay bridge - -that the powers that be had promised that they would remove the toll charge as soon as the bridge was paid for. 

When World War II happened, my world became a bit larger.  Each week at our school assembly, we were shown propaganda films about the war that was supposed to enlarge our patriotism.  It did that and at recess we would sing songs about Hitler and in his face.  The songs must have been on the radio, because we did not learn them except on the play ground.

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The war was over and time went by and in the eighth grade, our teacher requested that we bring a blank scrap book to class and collect current events from the Newspaper.  The most exciting event was that of Israel being declared a nation.  My mother helped me collect the articles from our local paper.

More time went by – in fact a lot of time, and wanting to re-enter the work force, at age 60, I took a Health Class, and our teacher asked us to bring in articles from our newspaper dealing with anything about health.  It was amazing that what was not visible at first became our object to collect and bring to class.

Remembering back in high school, our government teacher urged us NOT to give away our right to vote.  Read carefully the propositions and do not allow appointments to be made because that is out of the control of the people she said.  Government is by the people and for the people !!

As time went by and voters became more and more lazy and not involved, appointments were made and today many corrupt leaders have overruled the will of the people.  Propositions have been voted into law by the people, and “one” judge or President can decide to void the entire law and make a different one that is opposite of what the people voted on and won.

All around us is enough corruption to cause us to not read the head lines or the news page on our computer or watch the news on TV.  Yet, please do NOT give up.  I am reminded that God is still on His throne.

As Christians, we need to pray that our leaders will have wisdom to make wise choices and it behooves us to also be wise as we go to the polls to vote.

We may not get on a soap box, but we can let our voice be known by our vote and hope that it will matter.  My husband writes letters to the Editor and they get published !!

One of the men at our church was ranting, raving and actually red in the face from his anger at politicians.  I suggested that he stop reading the newspaper and see if that helps,

It seemed that his world was too large.

This post was linked with Joan Davis at: Sharing His Beauty

Also shared at:  Tell Me a Story

 

Sunday, September 23, 2012

The Odd Commandment


 
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Gleaning today from Pastor Jerry’s sermon as he read from James 3:13-18, 4:3, 7, 8

We know about the ten commandment’s which we understand the first 4 are living for God, and the next 6 are living with each other. 

The tenth is the odd one; Do not covet, and it is about lusting after things - - and the “I want” syndrome.

James 3:16   For where envy and self-seeking exist, confusion and every evil thing are there.

Small children early learn to establish what is theirs!  MINE they say.  If they think it is mine, it is mine.  “Finder’s keepers,” next follow the conflicts and disputes.

The first 9 commandments are very clear but the 10th is not so clear.  We want what we see and desire.   Temptation is within the heart, and not necessarily what God wants.

Early in life babies learn three words. Usually the first word learned is Mama as they recognize their mother, then the word NO is popular, as they learn to respect the word, and then to use it to assert their own stubborn will.  Lastly the word; “Mine.” A young child determines that everything they want is theirs.  I Want - - it is mine.

As we grow older warnings are not heeded and our will is often asserted over the will of God.   Lust and desire bring coveting and greed, along with it confusion and chaos.

WE WANT  !! 

The simple diagnosis is to want the things that God wants, and this brings peace and avoids conflict.

It is obvious when there is a pebble in our shoe that we must stop and remove it to prevent problems further down the road.

Today if God seems far away, the simple answer is to return, to go back to the place where you once felt him.

Sing hymns, pray with others, and stop and listen to the Holy Spirit.

Could it be this simple?  The answer is yes, but yes isn’t always easy.  It often is a life time struggle because our lives get so full of junk. 

Allow God to reveal the rubbish and to remove it.  Why keep it as it is worthless.

There are no magic answers, just a simple one - - to chose God’s way, for peace and harmony will follow.

This post is Linked up today with Michelle’s Hear it on Sunday Use it on Monday

 

Friday, September 21, 2012

Pizza for the Heart?




Murphy's Combo - courtesy Papa Murphy
 
“You need to get your heart checked out,” is what some of my friends told me.  My shortness of breath and a 20 minute period followed with my heart pounding had alerted me that something might not be right.

So an early morning appointment was made and traveling the 75 miles to our HMO is a given.

Our appointment was one of the first, and our Dr listened to my heart and ordered an EKG.  He asked me if I had been taking the cholesterol medicine and I told him, “No, the bottle hasn’t been opened yet.”  He told me to begin taking it please.  I replied, “Okay.”

In a few minutes the report came back; possible left blockage.  My Doctor scheduled me for a stress test on the treadmill and as there were no appointments available on that day he asked us to come back tomorrow in the late afternoon.

Usually my husband is worn out by afternoon, so we decided to bring an overnight bag with us - - just in case we needed to get a hotel and spend the night.

Arriving at our destination there was only short wait.  Very soon they brought me in for the test and hooked me up to gauges that would give information to the computer.  By the end of the test, I was huffing and puffing, but no real problems like a week ago. 

When the test was over the nurse looked at the print outs, and said, “I don’t see any blockage in your heart, but this report will be sent to the Cardiologist who will decipher it with his expert knowledge.

By 4:00 pm we were ready to leave, so my Robert realized that we could make it home before dark. 

We were gaining distance and soon would arrive at our city, when Robert said, “I have been hankering for one of Papa Murphy’s® combination Pizza’s, so what do you think?”

I figured to myself, “He needs this,” so I replied, “Why not?  Pizza will be good for our hearts.”  J

Actually Pizza was probably not the best choice for dinner - - but it sure was good!

 
This post is linked with Ann Kroeker’s  Food on Fridays   
Do visit her site and gather up some delicious and nutritious recipes.

 

Monday, September 17, 2012

Sincerely Right or Sincerely Wrong

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This post will be linked to Peter Pollocks  One Word Carnival  on Tuesday; The word is Sincere       

1 Peter 2:2  As newborn babes, desire the sincere milk of the word, that ye may grow thereby:

Early in my childhood the Bible stories were told to me, and then each morning before we left for school, a chapter was read from the Bible.  Sunday school and children’s church were attended faithfully each week; knowledge was being given. 

One summer  my brother,  sister and I. attended a daily vacation Bible school at the Baptist church.  We had lots of fun singing, hearing Bible stories, and making craft items. 

One day the Baptist teacher gave an invitation to receive Jesus into our heart.  Several children went with her into the other room - - but not me, for I was judgmental and decided that teacher wasn’t even saved, because she wore lipstick.  

I was sincerely wrong, but that is what I believed from teaching given at my church. 

This belief was based on the wicked queen Jezebel who painted her face before she would appear before the prophet.

My mother who was my example, powdered her nose, and at times would dab a bit of rouge on her cheeks, but no lipstick.  She did doctor her fingernails with clear nail polish, but no color.

As time went by, our pastor’s daughters would not wear lipstick, but they had the prettiest eyes shadowed blue with dark eyeliner under each eye lid and fake eyelashes.

As years went by, we came into knowledge of what is truth and what is fiction. 
 
Our teacher at our Bible school had this saying that an old barn would be improved with a bit of paint.  His wife tastefully applied a bit of  makeup.

Many have taken a scripture out of context and in all sincerity RAN with it and made doctrines that are confusing at best.  One church refused to allow men to wear a red tie, and others insisted for the women to wear long skirts and also to keep their hair long. 

Some of the women even took their long hair and rolled it up into a bun which gave them a short hair look.  They were being sincere to follow what they had been instructed.

Although these people were sincere, their churches grew smaller in attendance while the non-denominational churches increased in membership as did their laidback dress codes and lifestyles.

I have attended some of these churches and enjoyed the freedom of praise and worship and the happy friendliness of the people.   Their sincerity spills over and all are blessed.

To this day, I do not wear lipstick, because my husband says he will refuse to kiss me if I wear lipstick.   That is the best reason for me - - not to wear it.

I am very sincere about that!


This post has been linked with Joan Davis at: Sharing His Beauty

Also linked to Tell Me a True Story at:  http://letmetelluastory.blogspot.com/ 



 

Sunday, September 16, 2012

Wisdom and Foolishness


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1 Corinthians 1:21  For after that in the wisdom of God the world by wisdom knew not God, it pleased God by the foolishness of preaching to save them that believe.

Gleaning today from Pastor Jerry’s sermon as he was reading from Proverbs chapter 1:20-33 - - A Call to wisdom

Pastor J reminded us that this world is full of maddening days.  We have everyday concerns about our work, our family and life in general.
 
Wisdom in many instances seems to be missing and is nowhere to be found.  We cross our fingers about these maddening days.

The early Christians had a fish as a sign of Christianity.  It is said that they also had a secret signal between them that meant everything is fine, when they would cross their fingers.

Today there is enormous energy expended in ignoring Truth.  On TV we view those who spin the truth into lies for cover-ups.  Foolishness abounds and some men seek to thrive on it. 
 
Many feel secure and are at ease with their fingers crossed while disaster is close around us.

1 Corinthians 3:19  For the wisdom of this world is foolishness with God.  For it is written, He takes the wise in their own craftiness.

Psalms 19 continually tells us the story of our Great God and that He is perfect.

The book of Proverbs contains much wisdom, and was written by many authors, not just Solomon.  Sages or wise men contributed to its writings.

Ships are known as she.

The Hebrew word for Wisdom is feminine and wisdom is also referred to as she.   She (wisdom) is a reflection of eternal life. 

Life on earth cannot consist without the SUN and eternal life is through God’s only begotten SON.

Proverbs 1:2  To know wisdom and instruction; to perceive the words of understanding;
 
To keep knowledge and to listen is a mark of wisdom.

Wisdom unfolds the plans of God, and even within these maddening days, know that God is Good.

James 1:5  If any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, that gives to all men liberally, and upbraids not; and it shall be given him.

This post is Linked up today with Michelle’s Hear it on Sunday Use it on Monday

 

Friday, September 14, 2012

Tired but Not Worn Out


   
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My week started out not so good. 
 
Sunday I was to be one of the hostesses during church fellowship time, and I had loaded my van with my Easy Pound cake  and a box mix of brownies.  (Click HERE to view the great Pound Cake recipe.)

Realizing that I had not donned my jacket that went with my outfit, I  RAN  back to the house to retrieve it.  Not normal for me, but I was huffing and puffing, and all the way to church my heart was hammering loudly.

Arriving at church I managed to carry in my goods and set them on the counter, but then I felt myself going faint.  Struggling to reach a chair at one of the tables, I put my head down to catch my breath but my heart continued to pound.

One of our sweet ladies asked if she could get me something and I asked for some water.  The water seemed to do the trick, and after resting awhile, I seemed fine. I told them I was out of breath, but was now caught up.   
 
Church began, and at the end, I was able to pour coffee and be of assistance to our members.

My afternoon did not end then.  Our bank is located in a grocery store and is open on Sundays, so I planned to take my sister with her PG & E bill and complete this still waiting transaction.

A few days prior I had begun arrangements for the distribution of my deceased mother’s estate.  Mother has a five year CD paying 5% and not maturing until May of next year that was to be divided between her three children.  My husband was insisting that I take care of this now instead of waiting until next May.  The bank is happy to waive the early closing penalty fee.

My brother had already been contacted by me and papers to be notarized sent and returned.

The bank knows me, as I have an account there, but they wanted a photo ID from my sister.  I told them she did not have a photo ID so they asked for a Pacific Gas and Electric bill with her name on it to prove who she was.   

I drove to my sister’s place and together we went to the bank.  My sister was not able to show any ID as she said she had been attacked a few days earlier and her purse was stolen along with her Passport, Medicare card and money.

The banker suggested that I take my sister to the DMV tomorrow to secure a senior ID so they could proceed to close mothers account. 

The next day Monday, I got up early for me - -  and returned to take my sister to the DMV.  She asked if we could stop at the Post Office so she could return several packages that book clubs were sending her.  Sure I told her, “Yes happy to help,” as she does not drive and walks most places. 
 
First we stopped at the DMV and took a number.  It was 58 and they were helping number seven.  It seemed that a two or three hour wait was inevitable.   I suggested that we leave, go to the PO and return after that back to the DMV. 

At the Post office we placed the parcels on the counter and stepped in line.  When it was our turn, my sister showed the clerk a slip to pick up mail.  The employee said there is a lost key and you will need to pay $50 to replace it.  My sister opened her purse and set down the money for the key.  “May I see some ID?” the lady asked. 

What happened next amazed me as my sister pulled a wallet out of her purse and as she opened it there was a DMV senior photo ID that was still good.

In shock, I said, "Well we don’t need to return to the DMV - - so back to the bank."

Explaining to the bank the new revealed identification, I suggested that we proceed.   One look at my brothers papers and I was told one of the papers still needed to be notarized and I would need to contact my brother again. 

The banker suggested that we could go ahead and open a checking account for my sister using one dollar so that her Social Security would be direct deposited.  This way she could use a debit card and not carry so much cash to tempt others to steal her purse.  It so happened that the Bank had a computer record on my sister with her Social Security number from years ago so we did proceed to open a checking account for her.
 
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It was past noon by now, so next I took her to Wendy’s for lunch, and then to the Social Security Office to notify them of her lost card.  Our wait was about an hour there, and I was getting tired.  That much was taken care of for now so new cards would be coming in the mail, so we left.

My sister had been bitten by a dog during the attack to steal her purse, and the bite was still red and she wanted to stop at the clinic for some anti-biotics, so I complied.  There we waited two more hours and finally she received a prescription and a bandage. 

By then I was too tired to take her anywhere except back to her place.

The next day (Tuesday), I had two mystery shops that I had promised to do early in the day, so my Tuesday was also a tiring day. 
 
On Wednesday, I played catch up and stayed in bed until noon - - -
 
However I am still tired, but not worn out!  My strength cometh from the Lord!

 
This post is linked with Ann Kroeker’s  Food on Fridays   
Do visit her site and gather up some delicious and nutritious recipes.

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Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Sharing from Beth Jones - - Whose Opininon Matters

Today I am very tired,  I will write about it maybe tomorrow. - but today this blessed me from Beth Jones and I want to share it with you!

Beth and Jeff Jones ministering at their church
Whose Opinion Matters?

"The fear of human opinion disables; trusting in GOD protects you from that." Proverbs 29:25, The Message



Living for an Audience of One is the secret to being truly free. When we live to please the Lord and walk in a manner worthy of Him…that's all that really matters. We need to be reminded of this from time to time.

It's true, the fear of human opinion disables. When we are overly concerned about what others think – whether we meet with their approval or disapproval – our judgment becomes blurred and we veer from our core values. When we find ourselves saying or doing things merely to please people or not saying or doing things to please people, we become men-pleasers rather than God-pleasers.

So, what do we do? Seek God's approval and accept the fact that we'll never have a 100% approval rating from others. Be okay with that.

John, who addressed this topic when he spoke about some religious leaders of his day, said it best, "Yet at the same time many even among the leaders believed in Him. But because of the Pharisees they would not confess their faith for fear they would be put out of the synagogue; for they loved praise from men more than praise from God." (John 12:42-43)

Human opinion can be fickle, so go for praise that comes from God! It's possible that everyone will have an opinion about you – and the more the Lord uses you, the more opinions there will be! Don't be disabled by the opinions of others; trust the Lord and accept these truths…

1. Some people like you; some people don’t.

2. Some people admire and respect you; some people despise and hate you.

3. Some people agree with you; some people like to argue with you.

4. Some people encourage you; some people criticize and tear you down.

5. Some people rejoice with you; some people rain on your parade.

6. Some people are thrilled with the changes in your life; some people dismiss it.

7. Some people love to see you break out of stereotypical paradigms; some people get mad.

8. Some people approve of your spouse, kids, hair, clothes, hobbies, style; some people dislike the whole package.

9. Some people see your potential; some people are threatened by it.

10. Some people are happy when you're blessed and successful; some people are jealous.

So, what do we do? Let's go for the praise that comes from God! If you've found the opinions of others disabling you – make a change today. Trust in the Lord. When you are confident and clear in your heart that your decisions, actions and words are pleasing to the Lord then move forward – full steam ahead!


Say It with me now: "Father, I know that everyone will have an opinion of me. Help me to not be overly concerned with the opinions of others; but rather help me to trust in You. Your opinion is the one that matters the most to me. Help me to live my life in a way that pleases You. In Jesus' Name. Amen."

Jeff and Beth Jones Ministries
"We exist to help people get the basics."

P.O. Box 745 - Portage, MI 49081

 

Monday, September 10, 2012

Remembering 9/11


 

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(Repost as we remember 9/11)
 
Help my Unforgiveness
 
 
Lord I believe, Help thou my unbelief!
These words were sincere as the man spoke,
He had asked Jesus for a miracle to spare his child,
His words came with expectation and with hope
 

Oh Lord today we remember the devastation
Caused by those who thrive on terror
Hate nourished their very thoughts and minds
They were void of even considering their error.

 
We grieve those who were lost in the rubble,
Children, men, and women, all innocent of this deed,
Our sorrow knows no bounds as we moan our loss,
Why, why would men be so vile? What was their need?

 
I cannot find it in my heart to forgive those terrible men,
From their souls came seeds of destruction they have sown.
Lord, help me to draw upon your forgiveness,
Because I have nothing left to forgive on my own.

 
Give me peace where there is none, and bring me grace,
Let me understand how you are able to forgive,
Even these awful men who sinned against you,
Teach me Lord show me your heart and the way to live.

 
When you breathed your last, I know it was for all,
Did you love those who hated you even as you died?
And still the miserable sinners who devise wickedness?
Did you have me and them in mind when you gave your life?

 
I must pray when I do not feel the energy to do so,
I pray for those who lost family, and those who survived.
Lord Help my unbelief, help my un-forgiveness,
Teach me to forgive as you have shown us by your life.

Hazel Moon 09/11/2011

 
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Sunday, September 9, 2012

Glowing Desire to Learn


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Our Pastor was reading from Proverbs 22: 1,2 - 8,9- 22,23
A good name is more desirable than great riches; to be esteemed is better than silver or gold.  Rich and poor have this in common: The Lord is the Maker of them all.
Gleaning from his sermon, he mentioned that the book of Proverbs is filled with Godly wisdom.  There is much in this book about taking care of the poor and helpless.

Many cultures have maxims and sayings about life, but the Biblical account in Proverbs is a summary of Godly understanding and perception.  Although the word God is not mentioned, the wisdom there is impacted as an accumulation of God’s wisdom.

Writers both men and women were called sages.  There is instructions to generations of practical advice to live by.

Years ago we had Richards Almanac; today we have Chicken Soup and Everything I need to know I learned in Kindergarten.

These saying are to help a world that is coming unglued as we live in a disruptive society.

Our Sunday school teacher was our role models and their teaching seeped into our hard heads slowly but surely. 

Our initial concept of God was no doubt primitive, but as we studied and learned we grew in knowledge of Him. 

Bible study should be in a variety of forms. Our personal study broadens when we join with others in a group Bible study.

We must have a glowing desire for more of God and work with Him in what He is doing in our world today. 

Thirty two years ago we had no information available as we have today with computers, and the inter-net. 

Knowledge is moving so fast.  We have e-mail, Face Book, Smart phones with cameras and videos, GPS and a plastic card to get us a cold soda.

Years ago we used a mimeograph, a duplicator, now we have printers, copy machines and scanners.

In our desire to learn, we must not get overloaded or side-tracked.  Church leaders understand that their congregations desire to learn more or God and how to live unselfish lives and help others. 

To put into action what we are learning about what the scriptures tell us.  Not just on Sunday, but daily to live as God instructs us.

May our approach to life be a glowing desire to learn more and to know God personally?


This post is Linked up today with Michelle’s Hear it on Sunday Use it on Monday


 

Saturday, September 8, 2012

Let us Speak for God Repost

Defacing God's Temple
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One of my recent posts was titled, “I am not God.”  It went on to chat about not judging others and minding our own business and letting God be God.

As I went to Face Book to enter my notice of that new post, I become aware of an entry by the daughter of one of my adopted nieces.

She had posted a photo of a very large picture that was being tattooed on her back.  Several of her empty-headed friends had made comments, about how beautiful it was.

At one time, I had researched the origin of tattoos and did not like what I discovered.

Ancient tribes would tattoo their spirit god on their body, or their tribal markings, all devilish. The Polynesian people believe that a person's (mana,) their spiritual power or life force, is displayed through their tattoo.
 
I also knew the God forbid his children to “Mark or cut themselves.”

King James: Leviticus 19:28 Ye shall not make any cuttings in your flesh for the dead, nor print any marks upon you: I am the LORD.


New American Standard Bible (©1995)
'You shall not make any cuts in your body for the dead nor make any tattoo marks on yourselves: I am the LORD.


The anger of God riled up within me, it may not have been any of my business, but I simply could not help it.  I made a comment - - -

“I am so sorry that you felt the need to mutilate and disfigure God’s temple in this way.”

After placing my comment, I remembered my Blog post about not judging and minding my own business!

Then I made another decision.  Although I am not God, I can and should at times, speak out for Him.

In this case it was too late, because the sweet young girl had already marred and defaced her body.

Are these children crying for acceptance among their silly peers?  Surely they understand that these marks placed upon them are of a permanent nature and are not erasable. 

Why did someone not teach them to heed the voice of the Holy Spirit and not to lower themselves to fit in with the worldly crowd?

Mothers’ take heart; you are not to blame for the scatter brained antics of your children who have reached the age of “maturity.”  We can only hope and pray that their stupidity and rebellion will end here.


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Friday, September 7, 2012

Chocolate Surprise Serves 15 – 18


cocolate surprize decorated with whipped cream
 
Here it is Friday again, and time to share a favorite recipe with you. 
Do visit Ann Kroekers Food on Fridays   site for more great recipes. 
She offers a mean broccoli salad.

My submission is this home made desert that will gain you praises at your next pot luck dinner.

You can use glutton free flour if you prefer.

CHOCOLATE SURPRISE

 1 cup flour
1 stick butter or margarine melted
1/2 cup nuts very finely chopped

 Pour melted butter over flour and nuts and mix well.
Spread over the bottom of a 9x13 pan.  Press into all the corners.
Be sure the entire bottom of pan is covered.
Bake at 375 degrees for 15 minutes.
Remove from oven and cool one hour.
 
Mix - -
1 (8oz) package cream cheese
1 cup cool whip
1 cup powdered sugar

 Spread above mixture over the cooled pie crust.

Mix
2 small packages instant fudge pudding with
3 cups milk whip until thick.  Then pour over the cream cheese mixture.

Chill. 
Before serving, spread remaining cool whip on top and sprinkle with ground pecans for garnish.

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Wednesday, September 5, 2012

I AM NOT GOD! Repost from 04/20/11

 

God on His Throne
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Yes, it is difficult being God.  I must stop trying to be Him.

Getting down off the throne and allowing him to reign from there is not as much fun, but after all, He can do a much better job than we can.

God reads our hearts, our thoughts, and those of our friends and loved ones.  He knows where they are with Him, and our judgment of how we would change them, is useless.

Our part is to pray while we minister before the Lord, and allow God to be God.

Think about it!  We only have a portion of the story before us.  If we knew how the chronicle ends, we might stop worrying and fretting for now. 

I have heard it said, that when we get to heaven, we will be surprised to find some there that we had no idea of their trust in the Lord. 

AND - - we will look for others who we thought surely they will be there, and they will be - - no where to be found! 
 
Now that is a sobering thought.

The best scenario is to keep our own feet firmly planted on the rock, taking care of our own business and keeping our nose (for the most part) out of other peoples business.

Allow God to be God!  And be thankful that you are, Not the Holy Ghost, for it is a full time job, much too big for any of us mere mortals.

Romans 14:13  Let us not therefore judge one another any more: but judge this rather, that no man put a stumbling block or an occasion to fall in his brother's way.

This post has been shared at:  Joy’s Wednesday; Flaws and Nakedness

Also linked with Jennifer at:  God-Bumps and God-Incidences

 

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Summer Visits to our Grandparents


San Joaquin Valley
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I can’t remember a summer or a Christmas that did not include a visit to our grandparents.  Both sets of Grandparents lived in the San Joaquin valley.

Mother and we kids would stay with her mom and dad for a week, and Grandpa would drive us to visit our other grandparents and Uncle Jim.

Uncle Jim, was my favorite uncle, because he would reach in his pocket and give the three of us children each a dime. Isn’t that enough to cause me to call him my favorite Uncle?

Grandpa would drive us out to Uncle Jim’s ranch where Jim and his wife Ruby lived with her parents.  We would wade in the irrigation ditch and I remember finding ugly salamanders under the rocks.

Uncle Jim also had pigs, and they would butcher one (but not while we were there) and make sausage and cure the meat.
 
They also had a cow, and Aunt Ruby would skim off the cream from the milk and slip it into a large churn that she turned until it made butter.  She allowed me to turn the wheel, but I soon got tired and let her complete the butter process.

Uncle Jim took good care of my Grandma and Grandpa Stanton. The house they lived in belonged to my Uncle Jim and he would bring them fresh butter and eggs from his ranch and make sure they were okay.  On our visits Grandma would give me a piece of white bread with real butter on it, and that was a special treat, because we always had wheat bread at home with margarine for a spread.

My mother’s mom, Grandma Onwiler would bake homemade biscuits for our breakfast, and I would tell her how much I liked them.   Every time she baked her biscuits, she would say, “I baked these biscuits special for Hazel.”  Saying this in front of my siblings was not wise, and I was resented by my sister as being a favorite. 

Thinking back, I probably was the favorite, because when you brag on someone’s cooking or the nice things they do for you, it does make you dear to them.

God is the same way; he loves to hear us brag on him, and praise him from a grateful heart for all his blessings to us.  We are all special to Him.

The amazing things is that WE are each and every one HIS favorite.


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Also shared at Hazel’s Tell Me a Story