Friday, August 28, 2015

 

THE Most Amazing Cat Toy

.....Oh, my GOODNESS, it is the biggest cat toy I have ever seen! It twinkles and sparkles and flashes – oh, look at those BALLS, just for ME…. smash, crash…

“Mom, Hooney just attacked the Christmas tree and knocked it back into the wall.” lamented Caleb.

“Caleb, can you catch that rascal tabby and put him in the basement? He needs a permanent “time out””, said Mom with a sigh.

.....Ahhh, shucks, and I was just sure that toy was put there just for ME… meow… let me just duck behind this couch and maybe they will forget me......,purred Hooney while scrunching under the couch.

“Mommy, where’d Fat Cat go?” puzzled Liliana.

“If that calico knows what is good for her, she’ll be asleep somewhere instead of helping Hooney destroy the Christmas tree we just put up!”, called Mom from the kitchen.

“ I can’t get him, Mom, he just swatted my hand and is WAY back behind the couch. Besides he is too big for me to lift.” “You need to be on a diet, Hooney, your tuna breath is amazing too…” muttered Caleb trying to catch the hiding orange feline.

.....Ffft, I will NOT go to the BASEMENT. There is nothing any fun down there....., Hooney huffed as he wiggled his hind end and took off to hide behind the other couch. Just barely running by the tree , for one more swipe at a tinsel covered branch, with a fragile looking ornament – SHATTER….

“Mom, this time he got the big star of Bethlehem and flattened it all over the floor in a million pieces!”, yelled Caleb.

“You crazy cat! What’s the matter with you? I am NEVER going to get dinner into the oven at this rate, get OVER here….” hollered Mom running into the living room. “Gotcha, and down the basement you GO!” Mom exclaimed as she unceremoniously dumped Hooney on the top step and slammed the door.


.....Harumph, YOWL, I can’t believe this, if that wasn’t a giant cat toy they why in the world did they put it right in the middle of MY HOUSE.....?! With that, Hooney covered his eyes with his paws.

“Hand me that dust buster and let me get rid of this glass, Caleb”, asked Mom.

VAROOOOMMMM.

“You know, Mom, I don’t think Hooney knows what the Christmas tree and Christmas are all about, does he?” asked Lilliana as she picked up the little manger with the baby Jesus in it.

“You know, Lily, that would be a real good bet.” answered Caleb, turning to his Mom, ” but Jesus didn’t come to save Hooney, did He?”

“No, Jesus came to save people like you and me and Daddy and Lily…. we have all said and done things which break God’s heart, we need to ask forgiveness. That’s why Jesus came, not to save cats and dogs. You are So right, Caleb”, said Mom.

“Hey, Fat-Cat waked up and she put her paws under the basement door, they’re playing!” observed Lily.

Thump, thunk, thud, thud….

“Quick, let’s turn on the tree lights and enjoy each ornament and what it means while they are playing,” grinned Mom.


“Yeh, and don’t anybody open that basement door!” said Lily as she snuggled close to her Mom.
 
 
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Monday, August 24, 2015

JACQUE HOUGHAM STREET

JACQUE HOUGHAM STREET
 
It was just about 51 years ago this week that I met you at ISU during freshman orientation week!!!
 
REMEMBERING WHEN!!!!

No picture of you but here is one of me and another of Colette and me during the ISU era.....




Sunday, August 23, 2015

Skies Shouting God's Glory

Without saying a Word...






Saturday, August 22, 2015

MOST incredible sunset tonight - thanking You, JESUS!!!

The glory of the Lord shall endure for ever: the Lord shall rejoice in his works.






BY HIS SPIRIT

By His Spirit

Not by might, not by power but by MY Spirit saith the Lord. Is there rest in that? You bet. Is there peace in that, more than enough peace. Is there comfort knowing – yes, yes, yes, knowing in your “knower” and most importantly allowing My Holy Spirit to let that “knowing” trickle does into your heart and soul!

Chuckling, I am remembering the Big, Bad Wolf huffing and puffing to blow the house down…. And those Three Little Pigs…. Well, we have a Champion and His name is Jesus. He is bigger than the wolf or him who prowls about like a roaring lion seeking whom he may devour. He is the God of the whole of eternity. He is there on our behalf!

Zechariah 4:6 So he answered and said to me: “This is the word of the Lord to Zerubbabel: (put your name in this scripture) ‘Not by might nor by power, but by My Spirit,’ says the Lord of hosts.

DIGGING DEEPER

Write down a few things these scriptures are saying as they apply to you and your life today.

2 Thessalonians 2:16-17


2 Timothy 1:12


1 John 4:16


My Commitment:


Prayer: Lord God, thank You for the wonderful promises in your Word for our peace, comfort, and every need. Help us to apprehend them more daily as we read Your testament to us. Help us to apply them to our situations and grow more secure in You. We ask this in Jesus most incredible name! AMEN

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Monday, August 10, 2015

"Accept" JESUS?

 
 
Definition of THEANTHROPOS
:  a man incarnating or believed to incarnate God or a god :  god-man
 
Someone, today, asked a group of us (through Facebook) if we "accept" Jesus....
Like we are in a high enough position to accept Him. Jesus, the God-man (theanthropos) who left the splendor of heaven, fellowship with the Father and Holy Spirit to come here as a human baby (diapers and all I suspect) to grow up PERFECT. And then do the unthinkable - go to a cross and be crucified after suffering a horrible beating and flogging and mocking... WHY? Because you have chosen to sin. Because I have chosen to break God's heart.
Jesus paid a price I could not pay. Jesus, being perfect and God, paid the price for you, that you could not pay nor could I pay it for you.
Our Jesus is the One of creation, who spoke worlds into being. And people seriously ask if we "accept" Jesus. Not just on Facebook either but at altar calls - sorry but I CRINGE.
What should we do? We should be falling at the foot of that cruel instrument of torture, the cross. We should be repenting - turning away from our sin and SO grateful that God, the only Son, said yes. That God, consented to come and become a human so He could experience things that we do on a daily basis...

2 Corinthians 5:20-21New King James Version (NKJV)

20 Now then, we are ambassadors for Christ, as though God were pleading through us: we implore you on Christ’s behalf, be reconciled to God. 21 For He made Him who knew no sin to be sin for us, that we might become the righteousness of God in Him.
I see myself weeping and reaching out to touch the hem of His garment.... and He lifts me, hugs me and asks me to run with Him in a meadow of flowers...
Jesus, who DIED to set you FREE. Jesus, who was tortured to pay the price for me to be covered over with His robe of righteousness because mine is filthy rags.
I am no longer able to be quiet when someone asks me "do YOU accept Jesus?"
Oh, my Lord and savior, Him who liberated me.... I do not know how to begin to express how thankful I am that You, that You accepted .....me.
PS to whomever "shared" that post today - this question has been grieving me for a long, long time. I realize it is a very commonly asked one in various Christian circles - I am not upset with you at all - thanking you for, once again, bringing this to my attention so I finally sat and wrote this long overdue piece. Does anyone else relate to what I am trying to say here? Or am I simply being "weird"?
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