If so, what are we to do about it? It is hard to piece together all this information in a way that gives a comprehensive picture of what the end times will look like. That's why so many theories abound. And that's why Dr. David Jeremiah has written What In the World Is Going On?, a unique book that cuts through the hundreds of theories to identify the essential 10 most important bible prophecies. There is no other book like this. You'll find it the ultimate study tool for understanding the future. You'll have a greater sense of comfort that, even in these crazy times, God is indeed in control. If bible prophecy as always been a mystery to you, Dr. Jeremiah's book will help you solve the mystery. At last, bible prophecy can make sense, and make a difference. What In the World Is Going On? is shocking and eye-opening but essential reading in these turbulent days.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
WHAT IN THE WORLD IS GOING ON? by Dr. David Jeremiah
If so, what are we to do about it? It is hard to piece together all this information in a way that gives a comprehensive picture of what the end times will look like. That's why so many theories abound. And that's why Dr. David Jeremiah has written What In the World Is Going On?, a unique book that cuts through the hundreds of theories to identify the essential 10 most important bible prophecies. There is no other book like this. You'll find it the ultimate study tool for understanding the future. You'll have a greater sense of comfort that, even in these crazy times, God is indeed in control. If bible prophecy as always been a mystery to you, Dr. Jeremiah's book will help you solve the mystery. At last, bible prophecy can make sense, and make a difference. What In the World Is Going On? is shocking and eye-opening but essential reading in these turbulent days.
ORIGINAL INTENT by David Barton
A SIMPLE AMISH CHRISTMAS BY Vannetta Chapman
Vannetta Chapman has published over one hundred articles in Christian family magazines. She discovered her love for the Amish while researching her grandfather’s birthplace in Albion, Pennsylvania. Vannetta is a multi-award winning member of Romance Writers of America and holds a B.A. and M.A. in English. She currently teaches in the Texas hill country, where she lives with her husband. A Simple Amish Christmas is her debut novel. Visit her on the web at http://www.vannettachapman.com/.
Waiting for Morning
This morning as I drove to my mom's house this song came on and I just felt the Lord wash over me. I felt His assurance and promise. I do feel as though I am in a tunnel. Tears just flow so easily as I write. I feel as though this tunnel is closing in on me. Sleep? It doesn't come. When I do have a chance for sleep, the stress overtakes my mind. I am so very tired and restless.
My mom is sleeping as I write this on Friday. Either I give her all these medications or she is in severe pain. So what do you do? Do you give her relief or do you watch as her mind escapes?
I have helped care for my mom for years now, but never anything like this. I would do her laundry, shopping and some cleaning. This journey is all new. Shingles has changed her life. My whole family is trying to adjust to these changes, but it is anything but easy. We are praying for light at the end of this tunnel.
Yesterday I gave my mom a bath. I think this was not only humbling for my mom, but for me as well. I don't think she even realizes what is happening. She just knows family is taking care of her.
She has had changes also in her mood. As she hallucinates, she can yell at me. Say mean things and it breaks my heart. I know this is not really her speaking, but the medication through her. But it still hurts. I still cry. Her confusion is breaking my heart.
Today we will go to the doctor with the help of my son, Jake. My daughter, Whitney will do some shopping for us. I pray he has some answers. I pray he can help her. I hate seeing my mom in this way. As our parents age, what else are we to do but care for them?
Nursing home? That is not even an option at this point. I made a promise to my dad before he died. He asked me to promise to care for my mom and I intend to keep that promise. I do this not only for him, but for my mom. The mom who never stops giving.
I long to see her smile. Have a moment of clarity. To be pain free. I dream of just going shopping with her for an afternoon or out to lunch.
In these moments I think I can't do anymore I call my husband or daughter. I give my son a call just to hear his voice. They seem to always know exactly what to say to lift me up and give me encouragement to make it through another hour.
As a storm takes over the sky today and the rains fall, it is just another reminder that later today the rains will end and the sun will shine once again. God's promises are true and steadfast. He controls the storms in the air just as He does those storms in our lives.
I set this song as my ring tone today. So now every time it rings I can hear, "There is light at the end of the tunnel for you!" I may feel like I have to squint to see it now or that it's far away, but I know it is there and in sight.
Dear friend, I don't know where you are today. You may be taking care of your parents, your children. You may have a totally different circumstance. A storm of your own. Know that you are not alone. Surround yourself with music that is uplifting. Get in God's word and allow Him to wash His healing words over you. Reach out to others for encouragement. We were never meant to carry these loads alone. Stay on your knees until you have the strength to get back up. Reach for Christ and He will hold you up. How do I know? It's the only way I am making it each day. Focus on the light. Focus on the beauty and see your service as love. See your love as honor. And see your honor as character. You are a child of the King. He is bigger than any Goliath we will face today. Hold that Rock within your hand with the confidence of knowing God is there. Feel His strength and courage fill you today.
Philippians 4:13 "For I can do everything through Christ, who gives me strength."
Romans 5:3-5 "We can rejoice, too, when we fall into problems and trials, for we know that they help us develop endurance. And endurance develops strength of character, and character strengthens our confident hope of salvation, and this hope will not disappoint. For we know how dearly God loves us, because He has given us the Holy Spirit to fill our hearts with love."
Psalm 91:1-2 "Those who live in the shelter of the Most High will find rest in the shadow of the Almighty. This I declare about the Lord: He alone is my refuge, my place of safety; He is my God, and I trust in Him."
Psalm 85:6-7 "Listen closely to my prayer, O Lord; Hear my urgent cry. I will call to You whenever I'm in trouble, and You will answer me."
Friday, July 30, 2010
LETS CHAT FRIDAY with Carlena Matthews
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Waiting for Morning
Last night was one of those never ending nights. It seemed morning would never come. Needless to say, no sleep. There are those moments you get to close your eyes, but you are just waiting to get up once more.
I have never seen my mother suffer so badly. The pain seems to overtake her body and the medications are overtaking her mind. Last night I had to take one pain medication away. The side effects were devastating for her. It's so heart breaking to watch your mother just seem to grow smaller and further away. There are those moments of clarity, but others she doesn't even know the day.
Heart medications, nerve medications, pain, eye, the list goes on and on. Shingles is one of those illness' that is so very painful. Nothing can take the pain totally away. I write, I keep track of her medications throughout the day and night.
When she is sleeping I find myself beside her bed watching her chest rise and fall. It takes me back to my dad's hospital room, and that is not a place I want to be. I just keep praying for one more breath and hoping the next one will be even stronger.
When we are going through a trial we always think it is the hardest of all and that we won't make it through. This is by far the hardest trial yet. I am exhausted. This has been a life changing week for me and I am afraid it is a road that will take a while. Although the journey is a long one, we are not making it without the Lord. He is right there every inch of the way.
I am praying for this storm to pass. The rains will stop and a new day will dawn. I feel myself growing tired and weak. I just want to close my eyes for a bit, knowing she is okay.
Still fighting those demons of selfishness. Still thinking about all I must do. All I enjoy doing. I miss my husband. I miss my son and I miss Daisy snuggled up next to me. I just miss home.
But then I hear the Lord again, "Your life is not your own." I must put everything else on hold and care for my mom who is having the hardest time of all. She is a fighter. She is strong. I pray that sparkle of joy returns to her eye. I can't wait for her to be able to enjoy her morning coffee while she watches the news. And if you know my mother, well, she never misses the news or her soap operas.
I know the Lord is doing a powerful work in me. He is teaching me to die to self. For the first time in my life I understand that meaning clearly. I see the impact and the power of letting go of my flesh and allowing God to totally use me for His glory and honor. I need to be that willing vessel always, not just when I want to be. Not just when it's easy and not just when it's fun.
Yesterday my husband brought me a gift. I first books!! Yay for me. But it was something much better. It turns out my cousin sent me an Irish cross. It came at just the right time. Another reminder of the Lord showing me He was here. It's encouraging to have such great family. Family who loves me and is willing to go the extra mile to encourage me through this. My husband calls me about every hour checking on my mom and me. He is worried, but I know his faith is strong. My son stops in just to say hello, but he cannot stay all night. My mother is hallucinating and it is just too much for his young heart to take. My Pastor leaves me an encouraging message of hope to carry with me. Our Youth Pastor calls with an encouraging prayer. Knowing you have those who really care, those who are reaching out means the world when you are going through a difficult time. Whenever I wonder where the Lord is, I can just look around and see Him through all those encouraging me and my family. Whenever I need strength I think of the words of Jeremy Camp's song, "I Still Believe." The Lord is mighty. He is strong. He is compassionate, and I know my mom is in His hands. He is watching. He is her strength and in that I still believe. Hope is the light that keeps me going even throughout the night.
Psalm 118:1 "Give thanks to the Lord, for He is good! His faithful love endures forever."
Psalm 116:1-2 "I love the Lord because He hears my voice and my prayer for mercy. Because He bends down to listen, I will pray as long as I have breath."
If I am to take and hold all the good days He gives, should the bad be any less of value? Each day, good or bad, the Lord has in His hands. Trust in Him. Believe in Him. Know that He is God, our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.
1 Corinthians 13:7 "Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance."
THURSDAY'S SCRIPTURE
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
WEDNESDAY'S WOMAN
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
ENCOURAGEMENT TUESDAY
Monday, July 26, 2010
MONDAY QUOTES
Jeremiah 29:11 " For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope."
God is forever teaching me my life is not my own. My life belongs to Him. This song and this verse have carried me through a weekend that is life changing and no matter what happens I ALWAYS know He is there with me. He can use our life to bring change to others. He can use our lives to bless others and to give encouragement.
This verse allows me the hope for tomorrow, knowing however long the journey, whatever the road brings, He is ALWAYS going to show me the way if I seek Him. He knows my thoughts before I say them. He knows my prayers before I speak them. This is one of those verses that gives me strength to carry on. I pray this verse and this song bring you hope for today and encouragement for tomorrow.
Friday, July 23, 2010
LETS CHAT FRIDAY with Kathi Macias
(Robin) What are a few of your favorite books you have in your collection you would share with a friend?
Kathi Macias (http://www.kathimacias.com/; http://kathieasywritermacias.blogspot.com/) is an “occasional radio host” and an award-winning author of more than thirty books. A popular speaker at women’s retreats and writers’ conferences, Kathi lives with her husband, Al, in Homeland, CA, where the two of them spend their free time riding Al’s Harley—hence, her “road name” of Easy Writer.
Thursday, July 22, 2010
God is mighty! God is strong!
I just want to share some of my favorite songs. Those songs that lift me up and remind me of God's power and might. We gain our strength through Him. We will fall. We will slip. But we do not have to stay there. God will lift us up out of that pit and set us on dry ground. It is my prayer that as you listen you will be reminded He is always with us. Nothing is too big for God. This world has nothing to hold us down. Live in your faith. Trust in your Redeemer. And hope in the God of today!
The Wedding Announcement of My Baby Girl
Remembering Home
My back yard is where I learned to do back flips, hand stands and cart wheels. It's where I prepared for the Olympics. My drive way is where learned how to play hand ball against the house. My bedroom is where I dreamed about my future. It's where I wrote all those notes to those boys I had crushes on. Out my window is where I gazed at the stars. My room is where I danced to my favorite songs, wrote poems and played school with all those stuffed animals. The river by our home is where I learned to explore and catch and release. Mostly catch with my dad and fry those catfish up for dinner. I learned to ride a bike down a gravel road and play ball in my small town. Growing up with the smell of corn growing and beans sprouting makes a girl part of the country.
It's where I caught frogs and butterflies. Turtles, dragonflies and more. It's where I learned to drive in my dad's pick up truck, and where I dressed for prom. It's where I first fell in love and had that first heart ache. It's where my mom would tell me I didn't need a man, and where my dad taught me to stand on my own. It's where I got that first spanking and where I learned right from wrong.
It's where I saw my dad come home from work with a big hello and hug for my mom. It's the place my mom filled with love with all her special decorating. In the kitchen is where my mom would sing as she cooked dinner and where my dad would sing to my mom making her smile. It's the place where all seemed right. Just a simple time really. A place where I felt safe and thought would always be.
My childhood home is no longer there. No place to go home to revisit, but I still hold those memories. I can see a certain color, smell a certain scent and it takes me right back home where I grew to be me. It's the place where my parents gave their all so I could be all. I wish I could just go back and take it all in again once more.
It's where I sat after my father died, and where his ashes are scattered. It is the place that brought such laughter and carried many tears. It is the place I learned to love and learned to let go. Home seems to hold so much, especially when your searching for who you are. It seems you can find a piece of you in all those memories past. It's like a little nugget of gold in your pocket, to bring you back, to let you remember just where you came from and how you got to where your going. Our home is a part of us. It is a part of who we are. I can still see my child hood home. I can still see the pictures on the wall and feel my warm comforter on my bed. I can see my mom doing laundry, my dad cutting grass and me watching cartoons until noon.
Where is home for you? Are you seeking who you are today? Go back. Take a look. Open that window of yesterday and let it lead you to today. I know the home of my past and also the home of my future. My future home is heaven. The place I now long for. The place my Savior is preparing for tomorrow. We cannot move forward until we look back. Many times we find our answers in our past as we dream about tomorrow.
This song speaks straight to my heart. I hear it and just think of home. It takes me back and oh, how I would love to go back, just for a bit. Just to soak in all those memories once more that have been forgotten over time. Memories that have made this girl who she is today.
Fill your home with love. Fill your home so your children will again dream of yesterday when they are old and gray. Memories to carry on, taking them to another time and place when all seems alone. May your house be a home that always brings your children back to a special place and time. One of no regrets, but one of kind.
THURSDAY'S SCRIPTURE
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
A Lovely Day at the Spring
It's like the Lord just shines His glory here in this spot. You can look around and see all His creation and soak it all in. It is a lovely place to spend the day or even stay for a week or more. It is a family spot where we escape the world and come here seeing a whole new perspective on life. We lose our perspective at times don't we? We lose sight of what is really important. It is good to just take time away. Take a break and just seek our purpose, and all that God has for us. We can get off track so easily and this is a place for us where everything becomes clear.
It is a day I will never forget as my husband I am just got to spend time together. It is just nice to get away for a while and find yourself in the company of someone you love, leaving behind all the stress. On the drive there you are always anticipating the beauty before you. And as you leave, you really don't want to say goodbye. It is that special place that just grabs your heart. Walking along you can see much wildlife and as you pass others walking, they wave, they say hello and you find yourself surrounded by friendly people like you just taking in all the surroundings.
Psalm 92:1 "It is good to give thanks to the Lord, and to sing praises to Your name, O Most High."
We can praise Him all day!
We could praise Him all day long and we still couldn't praise Him enough! God is just so good. Isn't He? He just continues to give, to bless and encourage us through His word and His creation. I pray today you can praise Him through all that touches your life. My words could never capture all I feel for the Lord. I pray this song is a blessing to you today. What a way to begin the day!