“Introduction to Christ”

Secular comedian Steve Harvey “introduces” Christ to a secular audience.  This is amazing.  Length: 3 mins., 18 seconds.

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“There She Stands”

Never forget:

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Don’t you love it when common folk send critics and cynics speechless?  Kinda reminds me of a certain Jewish carpenter and a bunch of fishermen.  (Embedding is disabled upon request from the source.  To view, visit: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9lp0IWv8QZY)

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Author, blogger, humorist, homeschooler, professional mom and chief wrangler at the ‘ole testosterone ranch.

A Work In Progress

Being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.
Philippians 1:6

The other night, when our friends were visiting, Zeke made his appearance towards the end of the evening. He’d been in my room most of the night, one of our guests was afraid of dogs, so I knew better than to try to subject her to Zeke. Even though he is a big baby, his size is intimidating. But after she left, I decided to let Zeke out. He’d been fussing at the door for quite some time and I knew he needed some freedom. My other friends are dog lovers, so it was fine with them.

As Zeke made his rounds from person to person, giving them wet kisses and thumps with his tail, my friend, Deb, commented that he was being better behaved then other times she’s been around him.

I said, “Yes, Zeke is getting better, he’s a work in progress. He’s not like he used to be, but he’s not where he needs to be either.”

Ummmmmm … boy, doesn’t that describe me.

I am not like I used to be; a life filled with sin, drugs, alcohol. You name it, I was doing it. I love Jesus now. He’s in my heart. He’s my life. But I’m not where I need to be either. There is still a lot of work to be done in me, through Jesus.

I am not giving up on Zeke … Jesus is not giving up on me.

Father, thank you for promises that I can make claim to and live for. Thank you for beginning a good work in me, I am so enjoying the journey. And Jesus, thank you for giving me that big ole goofy dog who loves me unconditionally.

I love you Jesus!
In your name I pray,
Amen

God Bless You!

Love,
Joyce

The Choices You Make Today …
Will Affect Your Tomorrow!
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“Hosanna”

In your kingdom broken lives are made new…

When we see you we find the strength to face the day

In your presence our fears are washed away…

From Paul Baloche:

The God who saves us, worthy of all our praises

We welcome you here, Lord Jesus!

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How to Teach Your Kids Theology… Badly

Does this sound familiar?

How to Teach Your Children Theology… Badly.

“You are Holy”

A little “lift” from Michael W. Smith:

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“You Have Our Attention, Lord”

You go, Max.

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“I Can Only Imagine”

Perspective 2009.  For the New Year, can you imagine ….

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“How Much I Love You”

   “Untethered by time, (God) sees us all.  From the backwoods of Virginia to the business district of London; from the Vikings to the astronauts, from the cave-dwellers to the kings, from the hut-builders to the finger-pointers to the rock-stackers, he sees us.  Vagabonds and ragamuffins all, he saw us before we were born.

 And he loves what he sees.  Flooded by emotion.  Overcome by pride, the Starmaker turns to us, one by one, and says, `You are my child.  I love you dearly.  I’m aware that someday you’ll turn from me and walk away.  But I want you to know, I’ve already provided a way back.’

And to prove it, he did something extraordinary.

Stepping from the throne, he removed his robe of light and wrapped himself in skin: pigmented, human skin.  The light of the universe entered a dark, wet womb.  He whom angels worship nestled himself in the placenta of a peasant, was birthed into the cold night, and then slept on cow’s hay.

Mary didn’t knew whether to give him milk or give him praise, but she gave him both since he was, as near as she could figure, hungry and holy.

Joseph didn’t know whether to call him Junior or Father.  But in the end he called him Jesus, since that’s what the angel had said and since he didn’t have the faintest idea what to name a God he could cradle in his arms.

… Don’t you think… their heads tilted and their minds wondered, “What in the world are you doing, God?”  Or, better phrased, “God, what are you doing in the world?”

“Can anything make me stop loving you?” God asks.  “Watch me speak your language, sleep on your earth, and feel your hurts.  Behold the maker of sight and sound as he sneezes, coughs, and blows his nose.  You wonder if I understand how you feel?  Look into the dancing eyes of the kid in Nazareth; that’s God walking to school.  Ponder the toddler at Mary’s table; that’s God spilling his milk.

“You wonder how long my love will last?  Find your answer on a splintered cross, on a craggy hill.  That’s me you see up there, your maker, your God, nail-stabbed and bleeding.  Covered in spit and sin-soaked.

“That’s your sin I’m feeling.  That’s your death I’m dying.  That’s your resurrection I’m living. 

That’s how much I love you.”

– Max Lucado,  In the Grip of Grace.

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