Monday, April 27, 2009
I worry about my kids not learning what they need to under my guidance. Well, at least I know they ARE learning something and that their grades are well earned, whatever they might be. Apparently these days some public schools are no longer giving out an "F" for failing; or at least their not calling an "F" an "F". Now it's an "H" for "held". So, if your a kid in one of these public schools, and you don't turn in your homework or pass your tests - NO PROBLEM! We'll (the school) just give you an "H" and call your grade "held" to give you ANOTHER opportunity to try. I'm sorry, but everyone has the same opportunity, and if you don't take it the first time around, you shouldn't get a second chance. I mean, come on! Here's the link to the article. I promise, I'm not making this up. I just don't get it. Are we so afraid to hurt someone's feelings, that now giving someone who doesn't pass the grade the "F" they deserve is considered wrong, or politically incorrect? It's beyond ridiculous! I just don't get it.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Peter Heals the Crippled Beggar1One day Peter and John were going up to the temple at the time of prayer—at three in the afternoon. 2Now a man crippled from birth was being carried to the temple gate called Beautiful, where he was put every day to beg from those going into the temple courts. 3When he saw Peter and John about to enter, he asked them for money. 4Peter looked straight at him, as did John. Then Peter said, "Look at us!" 5So the man gave them his attention, expecting to get something from them.
6Then Peter said, "Silver or gold I do not have, but what I have I give you. In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, walk." 7Taking him by the right hand, he helped him up, and instantly the man's feet and ankles became strong. 8He jumped to his feet and began to walk. Then he went with them into the temple courts, walking and jumping, and praising God. 9When all the people saw him walking and praising God, 10they recognized him as the same man who used to sit begging at the temple gate called Beautiful, and they were filled with wonder and amazement at what had happened to him.
Peter Speaks to the Onlookers11While the beggar held on to Peter and John, all the people were astonished and came running to them in the place called Solomon's Colonnade. 12When Peter saw this, he said to them: "Men of Israel, why does this surprise you? Why do you stare at us as if by our own power or godliness we had made this man walk? 13The God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob, the God of our fathers, has glorified his servant Jesus. You handed him over to be killed, and you disowned him before Pilate, though he had decided to let him go. 14You disowned the Holy and Righteous One and asked that a murderer be released to you. 15You killed the author of life, but God raised him from the dead. We are witnesses of this. 16By faith in the name of Jesus, this man whom you see and know was made strong. It is Jesus' name and the faith that comes through him that has given this complete healing to him, as you can all see. (bold and italics mine)
These verses really struck a chord with me. So many of us wonder (I assume I'm not the only one) why there aren't as many miracles witnessed these days. If that's true, then it has to be a lack of faith - right? Why do we (I) doubt that God can and WILL do miracles for us today? I know that I'm guilty of praying for someone's healing but in the not-so-far-back of my mind I doubt that they will be healed. So sometimes we (I) pray, "Please heal him/her, but if not, Your will be done" like that's some sort of disclaimer or something. Am I making sense? Is it because we haven't physically witnessed with our eyes the miraculous healings that the apostles did? Jesus said, "Blessed are those who have not seen and yet believe". This was referring to salvation, but does it also refer to miracles? I wonder what it will take for my faith to increase to the point that I would have the boldness and confidence of Peter to approach a crippled person and say, "Silver or gold I do not have, but what I have I give you. In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, walk." WOW! What faith! I so want that!
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Psalm 18 was seemingly written for me and everything I felt. Especially verses 4-6
"The cords of death entangled me; the torrents of destruction overwhelmed me.
The cords of the grave coiled around me; the snares of death confronted me.
In my distress I called to the LORD; I cried to my God for help. From his temple he heard my voice; my cry came before him, into his ears."
There is a song that our worship leader, Dean Lusk, introduced to us recently. It is my new favorite worship and praise song - "Savior". This song could not be any closer to what I feel/believe about my Lord. I mean, this song describes every way that Jesus revealed Himself to me - AWESOME!
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Thursday, April 2, 2009
My brother, Matt, burned his foot while at work several days ago. He manages a Cracker Barrell and accidentally (of course) spilled 200+ degree water onto his foot. The water went down into his shoe and well, you see the result. This picture was taken last night, I believe, after his room-mates dog jumped on his foot. I peeled some of the skin back. Unfortunately it became infected and he had to have the skin peeled off today. I was supposed to take him to the burn unit to have this done, but my daughter came down with a fever, so my dad took him instead. He called me to let me know he had made it back home. He didn't sound very well at all. I'm sure it must have been excruciating to have that procedure done. Even after all he has been through with the kidney transplant, this still has to be up there on the higher end scale of pain (I thought I had written about his kidney transplant before, but I can't seem to find the post). I hate to see my brother hurting. Well, technically I haven't seen him, only through pictures like this. I've asked him time and time again what I can do to help him. He is so self-sufficient, though, and he always says "nothing". If Mom were here, she would be over there waiting on him and pampering him. I would, too, but I have my kids to take care of. I don't like this feeling of helplessness. Speaking of Mom - next week will be the 2nd anniversary of her passing and Granny's passing. I think that realization has brought on a bit of a blue funk on some of us. My brother, Daniel, is currently in boot camp with the Army. He has been gone for several weeks. I think his graduation is May 8th. Unfortunately I won't be able to attend due to the Fiddler on the Roof. I didn't realize the conflict in dates until after I obligated myself. Actually, I don't think we had the date of his graduation until after I signed up for the musical. If the part of Golde had been double cast, I could probably go, but that's not the case. I'm the only one who was cast to play Golde. I realized earlier today when my daughter became ill that having only one person cast for a major role is quite the leap of faith! What if something else happens, God forbid, that would keep me from being in the musical?
Well, please remember to pray for Matt and his quick recovery as well as Daniel's safety in the Army. Thanks, I know you will. ;0)