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Giving Thanks

.....even when you don't feel like it! Why is it that some of the hardest words for us to say are “thank you”, especially when things aren’t going well in our lives? Why is it we only tell God thank you when all is right in the world. It’s easy to tell God thank you when we are sitting on the mountaintop all happy and smiley-faced, but what about when we are in the valley, sad and defeated? We don’t even think about saying thank you to Him. When our burdens are heavy, we forget about the wonderful blessings He’s given us and are angry about the troubles we face. All we can see is our present darkness. Even though we can’t see it at the time, there is always a positive force in our trials — God. We should make it a habit to say thank you to Him for trying times, as well as good times. First Thessalonians 5:18 tells us to give thanks in ALL circumstances. Several of the Psalms include the verse “Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good; his love endures forever.” Regardless of your cu...

Pairs

Laundry hates me. How do I know? Because everytime I place two socks into the dryer, only one returns. Someone please tell me where do the clothing items go? I'm just sayin', --M

Manners - Plain and Simple

The more you are in public, the more you have an opportunity to experience (not willingly) the bad habits and manners of those around you. This is quite unfortunate for those of us who do not appreciate or look kindly on our "ill-mannered" brethren. Today, I ate at Chick-Fil-A downtown. I sat outside to review my Bible study lesson for tonight and relax. A couple sat down behind me. While I couldn't actually see them, I could hear their voices and knew them to be male and female. As I was enjoying my waffle fries (they are the best), I hear this loud disgusting belch that reverberated down the street, I kid you not! I almost choked on my fries and am quite surprised that I was able to swallow the current bite. Apparently the female said something to the male about his poor table manners because I heard him say, "I don't care, it's a normal, bodily function." Here I was sitting outside, minding my own business, enjoying the beautiful day and a...

And you thought. . .

Just when you thought that Catholic church activities couldn't get any more bizarre..... Reverend Elvis "All Shook Up" In Sex Scandal -- A Catholic priest in New York City was suspended after he apparently used his confessional booth to pick up women. The action came after Judith Rodriguez-Lytwyn filed a $25 million lawsuit against Our Lady of the Snows in Glen Oaks, New York. She met Reverend Elvis Elano while going through a divorce when she entered his confessional and he told her, "Your presence struck me like a thunderbolt," according to her lawyer, Andrew Laufer. "For lack of a better word, he was hitting on her," Laufer said, adding that the two began dating and eventually engaged in sex. The woman ended the affair when Elano sent her an e-mail indicating he had a sexually transmitted disease he may have gotten from another woman. I'm just sayin, --Margo

The Future of Farm Town

If you are an active member of Facebook, you are more than likely familiar with, on an intimate basis, a game called Farm Town. Farm Town is a virtual farm. You plow your land, plant your crops and reap the rewards (coins) of selling those crops at harvest time. You even have the ability to "prostitute" yourself in the village market by offering to harvest other farmers' crops. You can sell your farm for larger farms, purchase silos, waterwells, logs, barrels, pigs, chickens, roosters, goats....you get the picture. You beg your "farming" friends to send you gifts of animals and trees so that you will not have to make these expensive purchases yourself. After all, you are saving your coins so that you can buy that farming mansion and pond you've been lusting after on the neighboring farm. However, the future of Farm Town may be compromised. My son called earlier to let me know Facebook had a new virtual farm game called Farm Ville. He's at level ...

Who Moved My Cheese?

Who Moved My Cheese , by Spencer Johnson, MD, was recommended to me by a co-worker in an effort to help understand and deal with circumstances in my life. As I read this book, I was amazed to find bits and pieces of myself in the characters of this book – Hem, Haw, Sniff and Scurry. Hem and Haw are two "little people". Sniff and Scurry are two mice. The four of them live in a maze and each day venture out to find "cheese". "Cheese" represents something different to each character, but it's never a person. The book tells how each of these 4 characters search for "cheese" and how they react and adapt to the changes they encounter. After reading this book, I analyzed myself to determine which character I mostly resembled…I am Hem. I'm in my comfort zone and even though I know there is nothing left of the "cheese" supply, I don't want to leave. I've started questioning why I haven’t changed the things I am capable of changin...

The Fruit of Peace

-- a five-letter word that makes a profound statement...or does it? What is peace? Peace is a state of tranquility. What does it sound like? Quiet. What does it feel like? Harmony in relationships and freedom from oppressing thoughts and emotions. We all say we would like “some peace and quiet”, NATO leaders speak of “world peace”, and of course, we all want “inner peace”. In the old west, Indians raised their right hand, palm outward, as a sign of peace towards strangers. They also smoked “peace” pipes. In the 60s and 70s (especially during the Vietnam War), people would flash two fingers as a sign of peace. President Nixon adopted this sign as part of his “I am not a crook” campaign. People wore PEACE symbols on chains around their necks. Anti-war demonstrators carried signs touting “make peace, not war”. But how can we have true peace without God? Philippians 4:7 speaks of the peace of God which transcends all understanding. Romans 5:1 says we have peace with God. 1 Peter 3:11 stat...