An endearing story of God’s often unseen love and mercy.
A cold March wind danced around the dead of night in Dallas as the Doctor walked into the small hospital room of Diana Blessing. Still groggy from surgery, her husband David held her hand as they braced themselves for the latest news. That afternoon of March 10,1991, complications had forced Diana, only 24 weeks pregnant, to Danae Lu Blessing.
At 12 inches long and weighing only one pound and nine ounces, they already knew she was perilously premature. Still, the doctor’s soft words dropped like bombs. I don’t think she’s going to make it, he said, as kindly as he could. “There’s only a 10 percent chance she will live through the night, and even then, if by some slim chance she does make it, her future could be a very cruel one.” Numb with disbelief, David and Diana listened as the doctor described the devastating problems Danae would likely…
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It seems the tremendous sacrifice of the rugged cross has been minimized to a wooden symbol we attach to God. That symbol is linked to chains around people’s neck, tattooed on different parts of their bodies, erected over buildings, and imprinted on t-shirts and other items, but the intimate connection between God and soul seems to be missing. Churches keep growing bigger and bigger, with more programs and ways to evangelize, yet our willingness to personally connect with God becomes less heavenly minding and more earthly prone.
Churchgoing feels much like a duty and a social gathering one participates in, a tradition if you will, with God thrown in for good measure. We move in haste from one event to another without giving much thought to what we left behind.
I know it’s a shocking thing to say. I am simply writing from what I have experienced through the lives of others and in my own life at times; however, I know this is not the way all Christ followers live. Continue reading
Do you ever feel that the internet and social media give you the attention span of a gnat?
I have come to that realization too often lately. For instance, I will be looking up something useful like how to get rid of ants. But first, I have to take just one tiny peek at Facebook just in case I got a message from a friend or something important like that.
And I see someone’s adorable baby pictures, of course, have to get all the info on that.
Then I read about someone’s recent trip, and then I watch three you tubes on the cutest little baby animals that ever walked the face of this earth.
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There is someone who loves you enough to not only help you unpack,
but to take your heavy burden off your shoulders and back…
God Continue reading
Thank You for the stunning world You have given us to live in.
There are countless delightful colors and sounds everywhere we turn.
Your imagination exceeds that of any artist or sculptor,
yet You placed a portion of Yourself in us. Continue reading
It’s interesting how my mind works. Before a recent trip to the store I grabbed a pen and paper to jot down a grocery list. I knew the fruit drawer in my fridge was nearly empty so I wrote down “fruit”.
Funny thing, though.
When I looked back at the list I had actually written “cookies”.
I seem to be doing a lot of that lately.
An inspiration to take a walk strikes me, but on the way to get my shoes I end up in front of the computer checking my friends’ riveting Facebook updates. I mean to grab my Bible, but spy the TV remote and suddenly the newest episode of House Hunters is on.
It would be easy to just blame it on the fact that I’m a weak-willed-woman.
But that would be a lie.
I am not a weak-willed woman.
But, I do get sidetracked…
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I thought this was a great recipe idea!
Old World Garden Farms
Canned Strawberry Honey Jam
I have had enough of Winter! Snow continues to fall almost every day and my Spring Fever is in full go! In order to get me through those February gloomy days in Ohio, I decided that this week I would dust off my water bath canner and put it into use. Nothing makes it feel more like summer than hearing those jars “pop” as they cool on the counter top.
So, in my quest to break the winter blues, I decided to buy strawberries from the grocery store and begin my experiment for the perfect strawberry jam. As most of you know, we are trying to make most of our food from natural ingredients. We are trying to eliminate as much white flour and white sugar from our diet as we can. If you have ever made homemade strawberry jam, you know that for about every…
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Yes you do feel it, but love is something you
DO because of those feelings.
You spell love by the way you behave towards someone.
You act it out by putting actions to your feelings.
That is how you prove your love for someone. Continue reading