Monday, December 31, 2007
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Monday, December 10, 2007
Saturday, December 08, 2007
The reason for this phenomenon is very simple. The clothing manufacturer is trying to sell the clothes, not the models. They intentionally dress the models in colors that are not suitable for their hair, eyes, or skin tone. The color of the garment being modeled becomes the focal point rather than the model's face.
Here Milly is sitting through a draping session where colors of all seasons are tested against her skin tone.
Only a Spring could get away with wearing that.
Also there are excellent resources produced by Wallbuilders:
Monday, December 03, 2007
"Praise the Lord, the bread worked!!!! It is beautiful!!!!! Very
round on top, a delicious color of brown, easy to cut and tastes
wonderful!!! I was a little concerned at first because it wasn't
rising well, but when it beeped, it was done! I was beside myself.
Thanks soooooo much for the new recipe!!! If it wouldn't be too much
of a problem I need some more ground wheat, I will bring 20 cups (grain) on
Tuesday regardless. Thanks so much for y'alls support and guidence!
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Thou hast helped me to see,
that whatever good be in honor and rejoicing,
how good is he who gives them, and can withdraw them;
that blessedness does not lie so much
in receiving good from and in thee, but
in holding forth thy glory and virtue:
that it is an amazing thing
to see Diety in a creature, speaking, acting,
filling, shining though it;
that nothing is good but thee,
that I am near good when I am near thee,
that to be like thee is a glorious thing:
This is my magnet, my attraction.
Thou art all my good in times of peace,
my only support in days of trouble,
my one sufficiency when life will end.
Help me to see how good thy will is in all,
and even when it crosses mine
teach me to be pleased with it,
Grant me to feel free in fire, and food and every providence
and to see that thy many gifts and creatures
are but thy hands and fingers taking hold of me.
Thou bottomless fountain of all good,
I give myself to thee out of love,
for all I have or own is thine,
my goods, my family, church, self,
to do with as thou wilt,
to honor thyself by me, and by all mine.
If it be consistent with thy eternal counsels,
the purpose of thy grace,
and the great ends of thy glory,
then bestow upon me the blessings of thy comforts;
If not, let me resign myself to thy wiser determinations.
They began now to gather in the small harvest they had, and to prepare their houses for the winter, being well recovered in health and strength, and plentifully provisioned; for while some had been thus employed in affairs away from home, others were occupied in fishing for cod, bass, and other fish, of which they caught a good quantity, every family having their portion, all the summer there was no want. And now, as winter approached, wild fowl began to arrive, of which there were plenty when they came here first, though afterwards they became more scarce. As well as wild fowl, they got abundance of wild turkeys, besides venison, etc. Each person had about a peck of meal a week, or now, since harvest, Indian corn in that proportion; and afterwards many wrote at length about their plenty to their friends in England,--not feigned but true reports."
From "Of Plymouth Plantation" Bradford's History of the Plymouth Settlement 1608-1650
Thursday, November 15, 2007
The word "hitherto" seems like a hand pointing in the direction of the past. Twenty years or seventy, and yet, "hitherto the Lord hath helped!" Through poverty, through wealth, through sickness, through health, at home, abroad, on the land, on the sea, in honour, in dishonour, in perplexity, in joy, in trial, in triumph, in prayer, in temptation, "hitherto hath the Lord helped us!" We delight to look down a long avenue of trees. It is delightful to gaze from end to end of the long vista, a sort of verdant temple, with its branching pillars and its arches of leaves; even so look down the long aisles of your years, at the green boughs of mercy overhead, and the strong pillars of lovingkindness and faithfulness which bear up your joys. Are there no birds in yonder branches singing? Surely there must be many, and they all sing of mercy received "hitherto."
But the word also points forward. For when a man gets up to a certain mark and writes "hitherto," he is not yet at the end, there is still a distance to be traversed. More trials, more joys; more temptations, more triumphs; more prayers, more answers; more toils, more strength; more fights, more victories; and then come sickness, old age, disease, death. Is it over now? No! there is more yet-awakening in Jesu's likeness, thrones, harps, songs, psalms, white raiment, the face of Jesus, the society of saints, the glory of God, the fulness of eternity, the infinity of bliss. O be of good courage, believer, and with grateful confidence raise thy "Ebenezer," for—
He who hath helped thee hithertoWill help thee all thy journey through.
When read in heaven's light how glorious and marvellous a prospect will thy "hitherto" unfold to thy grateful eye!
Morning and Evening- dec. 29
Friday, September 28, 2007
Thursday, September 27, 2007
A Message To Mothers From Michelle Duggar
It was 1:00 AM in the morning as I stood folding laundry with tears streaming down my cheeks. Feelings of being overwhelmed flooded my mind. I cried aloud, "LORD I NEED YOUR HELP, I can't do it all! I feel so inadequate! Diapers, dishes, laundry, meals, cleanup, school lessons, baths, hugs, kisses, correction..." My list seemed to go on and on.
Then it was as if a still small voice said, "Michelle, it's easy to praise ME when things are going good, but are you willing to praise ME now?" Immediately the scripture that says, "Offer up a sacrifice of praise", came to mind.
I said, "OK Lord, I will praise you even now! It really is a sacrifice!" So through the tears I began to sing, "The joy of the Lord is my strength". In my heart there was a release as if a burden had been lifted. I finished the laundry at 2 AM and went to bed.
Days later, I was at our piano teacher's home (at 7 AM) trying to catch up on paperwork while the children were taking their lessons. Instead, I kept drifting off to sleep! The teacher noticed and asked, "Are you OK?" I replied, "I'm fine, I'm just tired. I was up late finishing laundry."
As we talked more she said that she actually enjoyed doing laundry and that she would be glad to come and help me! That weekend when she arrived we had mountains of dirty laundry, and when she left we had nice, neat, orderly stacks of clean laundry! For 10 years now, our piano teacher, whom we consider a part of our family and loving call "NaNa" has faithfully come (now twice a week) to help us with laundry! GOD sent "An angel" in answer to my cry for help.
He is faithful to hear the humble cries of his children. "Humble thyself in the sight of the Lord and He will lift you up." God lifted my burden (literally mountains of laundry!) and freed me to meet the more urgent needs of my family. "Now unto Him that is able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us, unto Him be glory..."
Remember mothers, where God guides He provides!
I've been wallowing in my small little problems. Rolling my eyes (and wiping tears from them) when yet another minor catastrophe bombards my day. I feel like nobody notices or cares quite enough about the woes of Ang's world, and so I talk about them all day long to be sure everyone is listening.
"Angela Marie Stump!"
"I'm listening, and I'm not sure I like what I hear. You want recognition for each diaper you change and pity for your circumstances from a stranger? What about your eternal reward? Is my 'well done' not enough for you?"Hmmm. Right. Needed a little perspective, didn't I. Well, I found it with the help of the Bible's promises, and a short story someone forwarded to me. I'm condensing it, but here's the part that got me:
The Invisible Woman by Nicole Johnson
One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from England. Janice had just gotten back from a fabulous trip! and she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in. I was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself as I looked down at my out-of-style dress; it was the only thing I could find that was clean. My unwashed hair was pulled up in a banana clip and I was afraid I could actually smell peanut butter in it. I was feeling pretty pathetic, when Janice turned to me with a beautifully wrapped package, and said, "I brought this for you."
Read Ang Stump's post in it's entirety here.
Monday, September 24, 2007
Listen to the testimony of Mr. Genor and how God used him down in a tourist place called George Street. It's the most incredible witnessing testimony I've every heard in my life. It's my prayer it will touch your life and challenge you to sell out for the Lord.
I spent many years considering "why?"
Read the rest here.
Saturday, September 22, 2007
"I can remember in my younger years. I had to learn a very valuable lesson. If someone was acting angry or unhappy, I just automatically thought that it had something to do with me. Sometimes quiet by accident , I would later learn what the real problem was and in fact it had nothing to do with me at all. This happened to me many times before I finally let the Lord teach me that unless someone directly said to me that they were acting a certain way because of me, I now just take for granted that they have had a bad day for some reason or another that has nothing to do with me. I am so very glad that I learned that lesson because I spent many wasted hours worring about somethings that I had no control over."
"Sometimes we let things that happen around us bother us so bad that we actually lose our tempers over things that are none of our business. These actions could lead to wrath. We need to be very careful how we are using our ears, our mouth and our emotions. We need to be pleasing God above all in our actions."
Thursday, September 20, 2007
While shooting sports are generally characterized as being "men only" territory, I have to say that this is a misconception. They are very enjoyable and a great family pastime. Would I rather be rocking a baby than out on the range? The obvious answer is "yes" of course. But it must be known that women are perfectly capable of engaging in such a sport, can still remain "ladies,"and have a fun time doing it.
Part of womanhood is being a responsible overseer of the birds in her nest, be they her children or younger siblings. If a woman doesn't understand a firearm or firearm safety, she'll be afraid to use it or over see the use of one. Knowledge brings much peace. Another part of womanhood is trusting a young marksman as her protector. Since we have no brothers and children at this point we find ourselves very blessed to have experienced what this is like.
One of my favorite times with Gator has been inventing our own target system (multi-colored cans hanging from a clothes hanger) and shooting them with B-B guns. It was a great time of creativity and practice of the range rules. It was also a great opportunity to "Ooo" and "Awe" over his dead-eye capabilities.
Knowing the mechanics of a gun is no different than knowing the mechanics of a sewing machine. Mechanics are mechanics.There is nothing scary and stressful about guns. They are loud, but so is a grain grinder. They require a higher state of alertness and education, but so does driving a car, using knives, sewing machines and mixers.
Sunday, September 16, 2007
"After about 13 years in the pastorate, God graciously whacked my on the side of the head with a two-by-four to show me where I had drifted off course"
"As this elder and I were discussing Cloud's approach (the author of a christian psychology book), he told me that people like his wife who were from dysfunctional homes could not relate to my preaching because I emphasize obedience to God's word. Because they had strict, cold, authoritarian fathers, they don't relate well to authority. I replied that I thought that I also put a strong emphasis on God's grace as the motivation for obedience. But he responded that his wife couldn't even relate to God's grace--it went right by her. I was a bit taken aback, and so I said, 'You mean that the many times I have spoken on God's grace, she didn't hear me?' He said yes in her 20 years on Crusade staff, never once had she felt God's grace and love on a personal level."
"I thought about what he had said and asked some clarifying questions to make sure that I understood him. Then I responded, 'If you wife has never felt God's love and grace, she is not converted!'"
"This elder got very upset with me. But I stuck to my guns then and do so now, that if a person can sit in church for 20 years and never be moved by God's grace and love as shown to us at the cross, then that person is not truly converted."
"As I thought about what this elder, my associate, Henry Cloud, and others in their camp were saying, I realised that, in effect, they were saying that the transforming power of the gospel, which has sustained the saints in and through every conceive able trial, was not sufficient to deal with the emotional problems of these late 20th century Christians."
Thursday, September 13, 2007
Some 4,000 people are expected at Coral Ridge Presbyterian Church in Fort Lauderdale on Thursday, September 13, to remember and celebrate the life of Dr. D. James Kennedy, the longtime senior minister of Coral Ridge Church and founder of Coral Ridge Ministries, his Christian broadcasting outreach. You can join those who knew and loved Dr. Kennedy, or were touched by his message and ministry by watching the live webcast of his memorial service at 1 pm EDT on Thursday, September 13.
Service participants will include Focus on the Family Founder and Chairman of the Board Dr. James Dobson as keynote speaker; eulogies from National Religious Broadcasters President and CEO Dr. Frank Wright and Amway Corporation Co-Founder Richard DeVos; a family testimony from daughter Jennifer Kennedy Cassidy and statements read by a representative of President George W. Bush and grandson of evangelist Billy Graham.
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
What we rarely hear – or perhaps are too fearful to admit – is how liberating marriage can actually be.
Our grandmothers, we are told, took husbands the way we might choose our first apartment. There was a scheduled viewing, a quick turn about the interior, a glance inside the closets, a nervous intake of breath as one read the terms of the lease, and then the signing – or not. You either felt a man’s charms right away or you didn’t. If you didn’t, you entertained a few more prospects until you found one who better suited you. If you love him, really loved him, all the better. But you also expected to make compromises. The view may not be great, but it’s sunny and spacious (translation: he’s not that handsome, but he’s sweet-natured and will be a good provider).
Whether you accepted or rejected him, however, you didn’t dawdle. My late mother-in-law, who married at twenty, told me that in her college circles in the mid-1950s, a man who took a woman out for more than three dates without intending marriage was considered a cad. Today, the man who considered marriage so rashly would be thought a fool. Likewise, a woman.
Instead, like lords or sailors of yore, a young woman is encouraged to embark upon the world, seek her fortune and sow her oats, and only much later – closer to 30 than 20 – consider the possibility of settling down. Even religious conservatives, who disapprove of sex outside of marriage, accept the now- common wisdom that it is better to put off marriage than do it too early. The popular radio host, Laura Schlessinger, traditional in so many of her views, constantly tells her listeners not to consider going to the altar much before thirty. In 1965, nearly 90 percent of women aged 25 to 29 were married; by 1996, only 56 percent of women in this age group were. Indeed, the more educated and ambitious a woman is the more likely she is to delay marriage and children, the Census Bureau reports. And if she doesn’t – if such a young woman decides to get married, say, before she is25 – she risks being regarded by her friends as a tragic figure, spoken of the way wartime generations once mourned the young man killed in battle: "How unfortunate, with all that promise, to be cut down so early in life!"
I remember congratulating a young woman upon her recent marriage to a friend of mine and commenting perfunctorily that both of them must be very happy. She was 24 at the time. She grabbed my hand, held it, and said with emotion, "Thank you!" As it turned out, I’d been the only woman to offer her congratulations without immediately expressing worry that she’d done the wrong thing. Her single female friends had greeted her wedding announcement as a kind of betrayal. A few had managed to stammer some grudging best wishes. Her best friend nearly refused to be a bridesmaid. They simply couldn’t fathom why she’d tossed away her freedom when she was barely out of college. And she, in turn, couldn’t convince them that she really had met the man she wanted to marry, that she didn’t want to keep going out to bars in the evenings and clubs on the weekends, postponing her marriage for half a decade until she reached an age that her friends would consider more suitable.
In this sense, we lead lives that are exactly the inverse of our grandmothers’. If previous generations of women were raised to believe that they could only realize themselves within the roles of wife and mother, now the opposite is thought true: It’s only outside these roles that we are able to realize our full potential and worth as human beings. A 20-year-old bride is considered as pitiable as a 30-year-old spinster used to be. Once a husband and children were thought to be essential to a woman’s identity, the source of purpose in her life; today, they are seen as peripherals, accessories that we attach only after our full identities are up and running.
Read on and find out what really is the cost of delaying marriage.
Christian marriage is actually quite the opposite of the jail cell that feminists implied it to be.
Here is the post in it's entirety
Read the words of a wonderful Titus 2 woman Stacey McDonald as she reveals that nobody is perfect and explains how setting up such false idols destroys the productiveness of the family and the covenant community.
Monday, September 10, 2007
Friday, September 07, 2007
Thursday, September 06, 2007
For starters, our life simply runs smoother and much more efficiently because I run the household with order, which has given us free time in the evening to study and learn from the word of God. The same time that used to be spent catching up on cooking, cleaning and household planning because I was at work all day. The time that is now spent in whatever pursuit my husband chooses. I have the pleasure of living life on his schedule and I don’t have to ask the boss for time off. My “boss” now tells me when we are taking time off and there’s not even paperwork for me to fill out. I can dedicate my whole schedule to what he feels I should be spending my time on. I no longer have another man to boss me around and demand my time, draining me of precious energy that could and should be dedicated elsewhere.
Being home has allowed me some the most precious opportunities to help our covenant family. I have been able to cook, clean and simply spend time with new mothers and their babies. New babies are one of my favorite joys of this earthly life and because my husband brought me home from work I have been able to help new moms with their new babies in whatever capacity their family needed. And I have been able to just be there to make a phone call or to write letters to those who simply needed encouragement.
Some of the joys come from simply being in my house all day and are more rewarding than I ever thought. Who thought that being able to go the bathroom when I want and for however long I need without co-workers clock-watching would bring such peace to me. It is amazing what a little privacy can do for a person.
I get to eat my breakfast when I want. I am not forced to have lunch at the same time every day and I can start dinner for it to be ready just in time for my husband to walk through the door. And, I am there every day to greet him when he walks through that door.
All day long I get to choose the background noise of my home. I no longer have to listen to the radio station of my boss next door or the overhead music of someone else’s choosing. I get to choose positive, uplifting messages and music that glorify God all day long. Or I can choose to sit and read a book in the afternoon. Or if it gets cold (and that is rare in Texas) I can take my favorite blanket made by my Mammaw and throw it in the dryer to warm it up, then snuggle up on the sofa with a book and see how long it takes me to fall asleep and enjoy one of life’s other small pleasures; a nap in the afternoon.
So, you can see how all these things make “me” happy, but they’ve also made my husband very happy. I am much more joyful and relaxed about dedicating my time and efforts to him and the tasks he sets before me. He loves having me on his schedule and available to him anytime day or night. He has a pleasant wife to come home to that loves him and cares for him. He has peace in the knowledge that God gave me to him to be his helpmeet and now I dedicate my time to one man and one man only. I am blessed far more than I could write about in this one article. Suffice it to say that I am thankful to my loving husband who follows our blessed Lord. I look forward to many more years of home-making, home cooking and of course, the joys of motherhood.
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
Monday, September 03, 2007
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Now you see it....
Now you don't.
What does this have to do with Proverbs 31?
Saturday, September 01, 2007
Thursday, August 30, 2007
A: Being a product of the public school system has made me acutely aware of my need for the Savior. In order to accomplish anything that requires a real education, I have had to rely solely on Him. The time I have spent with Him as my Heavenly Homeschool Teacher has taught me a lot about Him; what He’s like and what plans He has for me. I can imagine that it has been a blessing to Him too having a blank slate to work with.
I don’t mind knowing that I am a “nobody” in conjunction with the fact that God is a “somebody.” In fact this arrangement means everything to me for many reasons. Most importantly I have gotten to know God better because of this providence.
He is Omniscient and Omnipresent.
First He is always with me, readily available with instruction, and that comforts and frees me from any anxiety that I will be a failure. As it is that I don’t bring much, and should probably say “nothing” to the table, He is always present to make a greater sacrifice and carry the greater part of the burden that I cannot shoulder; thus He is my ever-present help and my exploits can be accomplished.
I know that He will be there for my every need in the future because He has proven that by being there again and again in the past.
Midnight answers are the most exciting to receive. I have learned to have paper and pen at my bedside. There has been many a time when God has awoken me with an answer to a puzzling situation.
Because He is omniscient He is the “great resource manual” and has all the biblically sound answers I need to reconcile any question. That is why I ask Him. He’s never left me stumped…forever…(smiling) One of the pages in His manual has the instructions of how to work with Kelly. He knows me, what works, what doesn’t.
He teaches me differently than they taught me. He has been kind in giving instruction and a comfort to me as I worked.
He has taught me to focus. I have to “keep my eyes on Him” by continually going to him with questions in order to get the answers He had for me… an excellent remedy for a scatterbrain and possible ADHD case. He has what I want. The answers!
He didn’t mind working with a blank slate. He takes me from where I am to where I need to be and isn’t frustrated with me. He doesn’t allow me to use the excuses the public school did. Where I once was a slow reader/learner and was tagged so, God has shown me that this is not the truth at all. I left high school having never read an entire book in my life. Now my love for books far exceeds many things and my library shelves are running over. (Onto the floor over my desk and under the bed)
He also knows when to give an answer and when to make me work for it. He disciplines me.
He leads me or directs which way I should go in a project, rather than leaving me behind stumped and discouraged. He wipes away worries and fears of lack of accomplishment or creativity or knowledge. Sometimes I don’t even know what questions to ask and He says “try this” and in the course of trying it I learn how to think and what questions to ask the next time around when I am stumped. He’s taught me how to trouble shoot and this has boosted my confidence.
God doesn’t put a premium on stupidity…
Pro 2:6 For the LORD giveth wisdom: out of his mouth [cometh] knowledge and understanding.
Pro 3:21 My son, let not them depart from thine eyes: keep sound wisdom and discretion:
Pro 4:5 Get wisdom, get understanding: forget [it] not; neither decline from the words of my mouth.
Pro 4:7 Wisdom [is] the principal thing; [therefore] get wisdom: and with all thy getting get understanding.
Pro 4:11 I have taught thee in the way of wisdom; I have led thee in right paths.
Pro 8:11 For wisdom [is] better than rubies; and all the things that may be desired are not to be compared to it.
God used me because once I was usable, not just because I was a blank slate but in conjunction with my brokenness. Having acknowledged that my life had been a waste apart from Him His lordship and laws, I was able in that brokenness to see my need for the Savior.
More to Come:
English lessons. He hasn’t helped me with my grammar yet…;o)
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
The book is available here.
Monday, August 27, 2007
As seen in this wonderful video clip God and Hollywood presented by Ray comfort and http://www.wayofthemaster.com/
Ray Comfort will be speaking at this year's San Antonio Independant Christian Film Festival sponsored by Vision Forum, Panavision, Final Draft, and Extreme Meetings.
Friday, August 24, 2007
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Standing before the mirror, spying how I looked in a plum woven hat, I frowned when I realized the crown was tall enough that I could compete with Haas on Bonanza. The salesclerk could barely handle my clumsy hat etiquette and gave us a brief overview of how a lady wears a hat. "Are you married?" she asked.
"No" I replied wondering what that had to do with hats. "Then a little to the left please. Married women wear their hats tilted or drawn down to the right and unmarried ladies tilt to the left." I gazed for another moment considering what would happen if a potential suitor was dislexic and mistook me for a married woman but my procrastination pushed her over her limit. "You ladies please come over here," referring to my mother and Andrea. She positioned them a good 7 feet away from me so they could view a master at work. (Or perhaps so my foolishness wouldn't rub off before she saved me from my hat foibles.) "Now watch how this works." She proceeded to rearrange the hat on my head a little to the front and quite a distance to the left. I looked at myself once more and thought sarcastically, "Now that ought to get me married." It appeared as though I had just been in a fender bender, hit from behind in traffic. I placed it back square and center. "I am affraid that I will have to break the rules on this one, so I can see where I am going" With her hands on her hips she held her peace. I had a mental lapse however and decided to try on another never even suspecting I would be disarranged once more. What was I thinking?
"Oh no, no. Understand that the brim must not extend past the nose!" Off came the hat. She turned it around backwards and replaced it on my head. "There you see ladies?"
And yet, though our present views and reflections upon Providence are so short and imperfect in comparison to that in heaven, yet such as it is under all its present disadvantages, it has so much excellence and sweetness in it that I may call it a little heaven, or as Jacob called his Bethel, 'the gate of heaven.' It is certainly a highway of walking with God in this world, and a soul may enjoy as sweet communion with him in His providences as in any of His ordinances. How often have the hearts of its observers been melted into tears of joy at the beholding of its wise and unexpected productions! How often has it convinced them, upon a sober recollection of the events of their lives, that if the Lord had left them to their own counsels they had often been their own tormentors, if not executioners! Into what and how many fatal mischiefs had they precipitated themselves if Providence had been as short-sighted as they! They have given it their hearty thanks for considering their interest more than their importunity, and not allowing them to perish by their own desires. John Flavel's The Mystery of Providence pages 22-23
Friday, August 17, 2007
A: "I have learned gratitude."
Q: "So it stands to reason that when your father can't provide it causes ingratitude?"
A: "No, bitterness causes ingratitude not father's submission to God's providence."
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
"The one on Oliver Cromwell."
"Who is Oliver Cromwell?" I hate to admit it but have gotten used to having to say such things due to my public school education. Her head spun around. She looked at my with a quizzical expression to see if I was in jest and seeing that I was not, then made a small attempt to explain Cromwell's greatness but Dr. Morecraft had started his lecture, "He'll tell you," she said.
And then we were lost in the passionate and inspiring account of the life of Oliver Cromwell.
My thoughts are these:
It is important for young ladies to be aquainted with the lives of great men such as he was. They need to understand what Godly Christian character looks like in a man that they might encourage their brothers, understand their fathers, be confident in their choices of future husbands and know what aspirations they need to have while raising their future sons.
And so I listened to Dr. Morecraft's lecture again and want to leave you with the dying words of Oliver Cromwell to show you the heart of the man.
“The Covenants, they were two—two, but put into one before the foundation of the world. It is holy and true, it is holy and true it is holy and true! Who made it holy and true? Who kept it holy and true? The Mediator of the Covenant. The Covenant is but one. Faith in the Covenant is my only support, yet if I believe not, He abides faithful.”
“Is there none that will come and praise God.”
“Whatsoever sins thou hast, doest, or shall commit, if you lay hold upon free grace, you are safe, but if you put yourself under a Covenant of works, you bring yourself under the law, and so under the curse—then you are gone.”
“Is there none that says, Who will deliver me from peril?”
“Man can do nothing, but God can do what He will”
“Lord, Thou knowest, if I desire to live, it is to shew forth Thy praise, and declare Thy works. It is a fearful thing to fall into the hands of the living God.”
“All the promises of God are in Him yea, and in Him, Amen; to the glory of God by us, by us in Jesus Christ.”
“The Lord hath filled me with as much assurance of His pardon, and His love, as my soul can hold.”
“I think I am the poorest wretch that lives; but I love God, or rather, am beloved of God.”
“Here in is love, not that we love God, but that he loved us, and sent his Son to be a propitiation for our sins.”
Lord, although I am a miserable and wretched creature, I am in covenant with Thee through grace, and I may, I will, come to Thee, for Thy people. Thou hast made me (though very unworthy) a mean instrument to do them some good, and Thee service; and many of them have set too high a value upon me, though other wish and would be glad of my death; but, Lord, however Thou dost dispose of me, continue and go on to do good for them. Give them consistency of judgment, one heart, and mutual love: and go on to deliver them, and with the work of reformation; and make the name of Christ glorious in the world. Teach those who look too much upon Thy instruments, to depend more upon Thyself. Pardon such as desire to trample upon the dust of a poor worm, for they are Thy people too. And pardon the folly of this short prayer. Even for Jesus Christ’s sake. And give us a good night, if it be Thy pleasure Amen.”
The dying words of Oliver Cromwell.
To learn more about inspiring and remarkable life of Oliver Cromwell reference:
Dr. Joseph Morecraft's lecture in Vision Forum's History of the World A.D. 20- cd set.
Sunday, August 12, 2007
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Friday, July 27, 2007
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Christian. Well, we will leave at this time our neighbour IGNORANCE by himself, and fall upon another profitable question.
Hope. With all my heart; but you shall still begin.
Christian. Well then, did you not know, about ten years ago, one TEMPORARY in your parts, who was a forward man in religion then?
Hope. Know him? Yes; he dwelt in Graceless, a town about two miles off to Honesty, and he dwelt next door to one TURNBACK
Christian. Right; he dwelt under the same roof with him. Well, that man was much awakened once. I believe that then he had some sight of his sins, and of the wages that was due thereto.
Hope. I am of your mind; for (my house not being above three miles from him) he would oft times come to me, and that with many tears. Truly, I pitied the man, and was not altogether without hope of him; but one may see it is not everyone that cries, "Lord, Lord !"
Christian. He told me once, that he was resolved to go on pilgrimage, as we do now; but all of a sudden he grew acquainted with one SAVE-SELF, and then he became a stranger to me.
Hope. Now, since we are talking about him, let us a little inquire into the reason of the sudden backsliding of him and such others.
Christian. I may be very profitable; but do you begin.
Hope. Well, then, there are in my judgment four reasons for it.
1. Though the consciences of such men are awakened, yet their minds are not changed; therefore, when the power of guilt wears away, that which provoked them to be religious ceaseth. Wherefore, they naturally turn to their own course again; even as we see the dog that is sick of what he hath eaten, so long as his sickness prevails, he vomits and casts up all; not that he doth this of a free mind (if we may say a dog has a mind), but because it troubles his stomach.; but now, when his sickness is over, and so his stomach eased, his desires being not at all alienate from his vomit, he turns him about and licks up all. And so it is true which is written, "The dog is turned to his own vomit again".
"But it is happened unto them according to the true proverb, The dog is turned to his own vomit again; and the sow that was washed to her wallowing in the mire."~ 2 Peter 2:22 ~
This, I say, being hot for heaven, by virtue only of the sense and fear of the torments of hell, as their sense of hell and the fear of damnation chills and cools,--so their desires for heaven and salvation cool also. So then it comes to pass, that when their guilt and fear are gone, their desires for heaven and happiness die and they return to their course again.
2. Another reason is, they have slavish fears that do overmaster them. I speak now of the fears that they have of men: "For the fear of man brings a snare".
"The fear of man bringeth a snare: but whoso putteth his trust in the LORD shall be safe."~ Proverbs 29:25 ~
So then, though they seem to be hot for heaven so long as the flames of hell are about their ears, yet when that terror is a little over, they betake themselves to second thoughts; namely, that 'tis good to be wise, and not to run (for they know not what) the hazard of losing all, or at least of bringing themselves into unavoidable and unnecessary troubles: and so they fall in with the world again.
3. The shame that attends religion lies also as a block in their way. They are proud and haughty, and religion in their eye is low and contemptible; therefore, when they have lost their sense of hell and wrath to come, they return again to their former course.
4. Guilt and to meditate terror are grievous to them; they like not to see their misery before they come into it. Though perhaps the sight of it first, if they loved that sight, might make them fly whither the righteous fly and are safe: but because they do, as I hinted before, even shun the thoughts of guilt and terror; therefore, when once they are rid of their awakenings about the terrors and wrath of God, they harden their hearts gladly, and choose such ways as will harden them more and more.
Christian. You are pretty near the business; for the bottom of all is, for want of a change in their mind and will. And therefore they are but like the felon that stands before the judge: he quakes and trembles, and seems to repent most heartily. But the bottom of all is, the fear of the halter, not of any detestation of the offence; as is evident, because, let but this man have his liberty, and he will be a thief, and so a rogue still; whereas if his mind was changed he would be otherwise.
Hope. Now I have showed you the reasons of their going back, do you show me the manner thereof.
Christian. So I will willingly:
1. They draw off their thoughts all that they may from the remembrance of God, death, and judgment to come.
2. Then they cast off by degrees private duties: as closet prayer, curbing their lusts, watching, sorrow for sin, and the like.
3. Then they shun the company of lively and warm Christians.
4. After that they grow cold to public duty: as hearing, reading, godly conference, and the like.
5. Then they begin to pick holes, as we say, in the coats of some of the godly; and that devilishly, that they may have a seeming colour to throw religion (for the sake of some infirmity they have spied in them) behind their backs.
6. Then they begin to adhere to, and associate themselves with, carnal, loose, and wanton men.
7. Then they give way to carnal and wanton discourses in secret; and glad are they if they can see such things in any that are counted honest, that they may the more boldly do it through their example.
8. After this they begin to play with little sins openly.
9. And then, being hardened, they show themselves as they are. Thus, being launched again into the gulf of misery, unless a miracle of grace prevent it, they everlastingly perish in their own deceivings.
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Saturday, July 14, 2007
When a little girl, I always wondered "Why would Mom want to save all that stuff we made." (What can I say, I never have liked clutter.)
But now I understand. The bovine family on the right is a particular favorite of mine.
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
This is a quilt that I started when Andrea and I were taking care of Mr. Kelly. I am piecing it by hand and am nearly done with that stage of the process. This is the first I have done by hand and I enjoy it because I can take it with me when I travel. I can carry a couple pieces with me in my purse and put them together when I have a idle moment.
Also, in January of last year I showed mom how to make a log cabin quilt the fast way. Here is mine finished. Mom finished her quilt as well and has given it away. She continued on past me with her quilt by embroidering it with a variety of delicate little stitches. Now, prepare to be wowed.
These are quilts that my Aunt Alicia has made and just a few of them at that. Any wonder why she wins a blue ribbon in every contest?
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
"I had looked around the plane for help, and all the younger guys had averted their eyes. When I asked the guy next to me if he was up to it, all he said was, 'Retired captain. USMC.' I said, 'You'll do,' " Hayden recalled. "So, basically, a couple of grandfathers took care of the situation."
Hayden's wife of 42 years, Katie, who was also on the flight, was less impressed. Even as her husband struggled with the agitated passenger, she barely looked up from "The Richest Man in Babylon," the book she was reading.
"The woman sitting in front of us was very upset and asked me how I could just sit there reading," Katie Hayden said. "Bob's been shot at. He's been stabbed. He's taken knives away. He knows how to handle those situations. I figured he would go up there and step on somebody's neck, and that would be the end of it. I knew how that situation would end. I didn't know how the book would end."
Read the whole story here.